It is official. My 8 week mark has come and gone. I am most definitely not going to Africa in August. But I am going to a nomination party next week! I am excited! I am driving an hour and a half on a Thursday night to the other city for this party! I think I will ask my dad to come as well, maybe. I want an opportunity to talk to everyone there and maybe having my dad there would hamper my ability to socialize. Hmmm.
In other news, I am volunteering a lot more these days – prepping always 🙂 My exchange student liaison position is kicking into high gear these last few weeks. I was just informed as well that I have to hold a pre-return orientation/workshop. It will probably be like 3 hours long. I hate to take these students away from their families though in there last remaining weeks. Oh well, AFS mandates it and I think it will be good for them. I am also volunteering tomorrow at a giant cycling tour. I am doing rider registration. Sunday I am doing chip handouts at 6am 🙂 I really like helping out with events, I always have so much fun.
Unfortunately though, the longer I stay at my job the more I realize how completely amazing it is. I am doing something I really really enjoy. My coworkers are amazing, the location is phenomenal, overall my life is pretty great right now. I feel like once I get my invite, it will be so hard for me to leave. Before, I felt prepared, but now I am so attached to work. I have to follow my dreams though – just because things are content doesn’t mean you should stop pursuing your dreams.
More other news:
Crime keeps getting closer to me. I was at the scene of two shootings last week, because one is never enough. Then this Monday, my neighbor got broken into. AND I realized that whoever broke into his apt was on my porch. They literally kicked down his door. THEN. I was stalked yesterday while running on a popular trail. I mean seriously followed, it was extremely creepy. Most of the time when I tell my dad stories like that he just brushes them off as me being paranoid. This time he told me to go buy mace. Yeah, I was really scared. I want to take a self-defense class really badly! Oh and I want to buy a tiny camera for my apt – that way if anyone breaks in, I will have footage of what they took and what they looked like. PLUS. I really want to know what my dog does all day.