catch up.

So, we're gonna play a little game of catch up here.  I have been busy with anything and everything lately, and its not that I've put blogging on the back burner, but it's more like I pushed it off the stove.  So, in advance, sorry for those of you who hate it when I post more than one thing per day.  You'll survive.  Promise.

Events/Moments from April so far
1.  My daddy came for DG Dad's weekend and it was great.  It was the nicest weather weekend all month, so we walked all over Drake campus and Des Moines all weekend.  DGs and dads went mini golfing at some super jank arcade, but it was a black light course, which was sweet.  I liked hanging out, just me and my dad, because I definitely miss that about being home all the time.  I miss sitting at the counter eating Wheat Thins and cheese dip and just chatting.
2. That same weekend, it just so happened that my aunt, uncle, and two cousins were passing through Des Moines on their way from Colorado back to Michigan.  My dad and I got to have breakfast with them at Panera, and it was good to see them, since I probably will not have the opportunity this summer since I'll be at camp.  I was so jealous to hear about all the snow they got while in Colorado, and the thought of skiing and snowboarding on fresh powder just makes me happy.
3.  Street painting was this Sunday afternoon.  If you don't know what street painting is, check it out here.  Basically, some people actually paint the sidewalk, but most people just run around like 9 year olds and throw paint on people.  It's so hilarious... until you get a handful of paint in your eyeball, and you can't see at all and your eye feels like it's on fire... but hey, whatever.
This is the ONE picture I have from street painting.  I didn't feel like exposing my camera to a paint war.

4.  DG spring formal was this weekend and it was great.  The venue was amazing with a spectacular view of Des Moines.  Everyone looked gorgeous and it was so much fun.  The food was fine, the dancing was great, but the girls were the best.  I love my sisters.

There's probs more, but I should really write my essays now. #procrastination

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I seriously am in love with Young Life and everything that it strives for.  I always get really nervous on Mondays after my chemistry lab is over, because that means that the next thing on my agenda is YL club.  I get nervous about how things will go and if anyone will show up and how awkward and shy I will be when everyone first gets there and if my part of club will totally flop and I'll forget what I'm saying.  Thankfully, it hasn't been like that yet.  I get really pumped on my drive there, and then the anticipation builds as our team warms up on songs and do a dry run of skits and eat a meal together.  I loved all of us eating together tonight.  It felt so right.  This is not always a recurring theme in my life, but it is concerning Young Life.  I always just feel so alive during and after club.  It's crazy and weird and I love it.  It's such a perfect escape from school and Drake culture and life, but I don't ever want to leave.

I come back to my room on Monday nights and am instantly in a bad mood.  I hate that.  I should be able to enjoy my Young Life high, and not have it brought down by worrying and stressing about homework and exams and projects and assignments.  I hate it.  An environment like that is not conducive to anything positive or productive at all.  I hate it.  I hate being around people that bring me down.  One of my favorite quotes:

"Surround yourself with only people who are going to lift you higher."

Young Life: yes.  Drake: not always.
I realize life's not perfect, but I feel like better wouldn't be that much to ask for.


I miss my family.  They always lift me higher.  I love them.