Beginning of a new era...

So, inspired by my brutha, I've decided to create my own blog. I was going to write about how great it is that i have this new computer so i can take it with me to class and blog here instead of pay attention to my professor who is doing nothing but bitching about how women are treated so unequally in the world, they're never in positions of leadership etc., when here i am busting my ass off and directing the largest student run philanthropy organization on the west coast. and last time i checked, i have boobs. they may not be large, but they're there, and they're mine. i'll agree that there are instances of inequality because of gender, but never have i found it to be an excuse. and the last thing that i want to do is run around bra-less while it burns in some bitter bonfire.

and now i sound just like that; a bitter lady. but i'm not really. i mostly get upset when people waste my time. if i've learned nothing else in college, i've learned that time is an extremely precious commodity. i still don't feel like i necessarily use it to its potential, but i'm getting better. i'm learning about what is really important to me, and i've only just begun. so much of me is still some shy quiet little girl who wants to break out and do amazing things but is still scared to put myself out there. i think i've surrounded myself with pretty good friends, although it's strange to realize that even those aren't necessarily permanent. how do you get yourself to go from "ehhhh....i'm ok, i know people like me" to "i really don't care what people think because i'm great and i'll have a good time no matter what?" that's what i need to do. find the transition. so much of life is figuring out where the right transitions are. and how to make them.

i just realized that i haven't journaled or blogged or anything for a substantial amount of time; i mean, it might be years. i've forgotten how much i actually like sitting here and writing like this. maybe this will help me to get out of my box and out into the world a little bit more. i'll get there. i'm a good place now, but i think i'm really beginning to look forward to the next phase in life. whatever it may be.

but as for now, it's dance marathon time. crunch time if you will...it's now saturday february 11 (and my brother is 32 and 2 hours and 2 minutes old....or less...i can't remember what time of day he was born) and we're one week away from dance marathon. next weekend might be the most ridiculous weekend of my life, but i'm soooo looking forward to it. I'm nervous that we're going to be able to pull it off, but then i look at my amazing committee and what a tremendous impact they've made on me and on their school and even themselves, and i know we're going to come out shining. i just hope that i can continue to be surrounded but such dedicated, loving and passionate people for the rest of my life.

oh man. tomorrow i've got a work day; we're going to be doing some building and completing a few more decorations. one of the things we have to construct tomorrow are what we used to refer to as "go-go" boxes. last year we had to disallow the dancers to use these boxes because it was becomming a safety hazard. so this year, to discourage people other than committee members to use the boxes, we decided to start calling them "boring" boxes. i think it's a great decision. geez, the stuff my committee does is ridiculous. i'll write more later. pizzle.