my head fell off and rolled away... now I can't see to find it.

I had a great day in class... Andy Harrington spoke in the morning about life after Lifeteams... it was wonderful and inspiring. Then in the afternoon we had a great class about how to supervise volunteers. Today I made bread that turned out wonderfully and gave Josh his birthday present, a cigar that he really seemed to like.

So why do I feel like my kitten just got run over by a mac truck?

Lately I've noticed that I'm fleeing responsibility as fast as I can. I'm procrastinating, skipping important phonecalls, worrying and not getting anything of importance done.
I think I'm having a Neverland moment, where I want to go to university without the responsibility of having to call OSAP, I want scholarships without having to write essays, I want Lifeteams without assignments and community without effort. I'm doing that teenager act where I want the benefits without the responsibility... I swear sometimes I trick myself into thinking that I'm pretty independent... pretty responsible for a nineteen year old scrap.


I don't think I'm very grown up at all really. Grown ups don't shit their pants over having to get the dirty work done. They don't whine in a blog about it either.

later guys.