It’s a gift of an extra day. How grand. Mind you, I do feel like I’ve absolutely wasted today. I could’ve had so much accomplished. Instead, I took a nap, and worked on a project that should’ve progressed but went absolutely nowhere.

The past week has been going at break neck speeds. There have been days where I’d leave the apartment at 8 in the morning and not get back until 10. I complain about it, but honestly I’m happy to be busy. It’s the feeling of being needed. It’s great.

On Monday, Thursday, and Saturday FOC was interviewing candidates for frosh leaders. Even though we sort of got tired of giving the same speech to everyone, we all got a lot of fun out of it. I’d venture to say that it was an excellent bonding experience among the four of us. There was a great amount of silliness that occurred during interviews…especially nearing the end of our marathon sessions. Imagine this. I’m interviewing someone over the phone, when my fellow FOC member smears orange face paint. Here I am in a state of shock while attempting to listen to the poor interviewee over the line. She heard all this laughter on our end and had absolutely no clue what was up.

Well, besides interviews, there were meetings galore. So much to do, so little time. And that’s why I feel like I’ve wasted today. Maybe I just want a day off during a weekday. One that I can use to properly waste and shirk off work. I don’t think today counts.

It’s kind of sad, but Joan Bunning, a friend, is closing her tarot card business after a long period. I’ve obtained most of my tarot decks from her (Book of Thoth, Osho Zen, Visconti Gold, and recently World Spirit). I recently bought the World Spirit Tarot from her closing out sale. I keep buying decks because I’ve yet to find one that matches my personality. In the end, I usually end up going back to my trusty Rider Waite. Somehow though, as I look at these new cards, I’m feeling that they’ve got potential to be an excellent match to my style. I’m going to work with it for a long time to see whether my mind is receptive to it.

In the past while, I’ve been doing things that are pushing my concept of self. Not only am I finding things that “fit”, but I’m doing things are familiar, yet are outside my usual sphere of existence. Heh, now I’m starting to talk strange. Well, let me elaborate. I’m starting to attend Engineering events. I’m not into the whole drinking culture, but I’ve been going anyway just for the experience and exposure. That’s just crazy. It’s something I usually wouldn’t do. Leading and Organizing Orientation Week for next September is another thing. I like taking on mantles of responsibility, but this is HUGE. I’m going to be influencing a whole year of first-year students. If you were to tell my high school self that I would be doing these things, would I have believed it? Hell no.

I can surely attribute it to my expanding sense of who I am. I am an outdoors person. Marie and Yvonne like to remind me that I’m usually the first person to insist on going out for walks or going out to dinner, or whatever. At the same time, I’m more familiar with the side of me that absolutely believes in the sanctity of hearth and home. Home is where the heart is. Home is *my* domain. It’s where I’m most comfortable.

Those are conflicting ideas, aren’t they? Yes. They are.

I’m a shy person. Despite this, I’m usually the first ot greet strangers and say hello. If someone asks for directions on campus, I’m likely to take time out of my way to show there where they need to go. Someone told me that I have a warm, wide, and inviting smile (which is why he says he’s mistaken me for Hawaiian or Polynesian…go figure). Still, I’m a private person whole likes keeping private things private.

I’ve said it out before that I’m a walking talking contradiction. I’m easy to read, and yet I’m so layered that there are some parts that almost no one will know. I don’t understand it all myself.

Scorpio Sun, Scorpio Rising, Pisces Moon (if that matters to anyone reading).