Friday, December 14, 2007

I hate finals. They stress me out. I can't focus and they seem quiet pointless to me. Every semester I just want to get them over with and get home as fast as I can. It seems like everyone gets all stressed out and turn into walking zombies - which just makes me want to get out of here even faster. Plus we are being hit by snow storms - which makes me nervous about my flights home. But I know I just need to buckle down and get my work done. Lucky for me, I only have 2 more finals and 4 more days here in Boston until Jan. 17th!

Tomorrow/Today/Saturday I have, hopefully, an easy final. From 2-4PM, then a party celebrating at 10PM.

Sunday, I have to work from 4-6PM lifeguarding, hopefully writing my 4th credit, service learning paper on "How organizations, like the Boys and Girls Clubs of America, help assimilate international children to the American culture." Exciting I know. Then I was planning on going to my aunt's house to get a nice dinner, do some free laundry, and pick up the Christmas presents from her family for my family. But its supposed to snow all day - so I'm not sure if this will actually work out. I could always go Monday and just veg there while everyone is at work/school, or go and sleep over.

Monday is my roommates and I's OCD cleaning party. In which, our common room, kitchen, storage room, and bathroom will be cleaned for the break. And hopefully, I will be motivated to clean my actual room (and maybe start packing).

Tuesday is my study/packing day.

Wednesday, I have a final from 10AM-12PM. Then I'm leaving for the airport at 2PM to catch my 5PM flight home! AND I CAN NOT WAIT!

Sunday, December 02, 2007

Thoughts on purity.

Today our pastor at my school's church was ill so I went to Catholic Mass. While everyone else was reciting some memorized quote that I had no idea about what I was bowing my head in prayer and I noticed a line across my right hand ring finger and that is when I had my most recent epiphany.

Friday, I decided to take off my promise ring because the stone is really loose and I don't want to loose it so I'm saving it until I get home for Christmas and can get it reset. I usually don't make a big deal about my own choices. But it seems to be a recent topic these days. I was really surprised that there was still a mark 2 days later. Granted I've had it on that finger for over two years, I guess that make sense. Now there are a whole bunch of metaphors I can make about this like purity is permanent and always there until you loose it. Stuff like that. But there are two recent events that were insightful to me.

One, over Thanksgiving break I attended a sex toy party with one of my friends. Which I wasn't sure how I was going to react. It was very educational and I got a lot of good, tasteful present ideas for my friends that are getting married. On the other hand, it was really uncomfortable and sad being there, there was like 6 other girls there (I was clearly the youngest and the only virgin) only one women was married and all the girls where there looking for ways to spice up their sex lives. These girls were 22-26 years old. I thought it was really sad to be that young and that bored with sex. I'm working on a new life goal of finding more joy in my life and I guess this is one thing I'm really joyful about. That I'm not bored of sex yet (granted you actually have to have sex first to get bored of it - but you get my point).

Second event, this week. A girl that I go to school with, had sex with one guy on Thursday night and another different guy on Friday night. While I'm not going to judge this girl, we do share a lot of friends and have spent most of the weekend being the listener of all of our shared friends comments about her decisions. Another thing I am joyful for, that my decisions not to have sex doesn't lead to public discussions and insights.

That is all for now.