hotty hot hot...

i keep my jealousy close, cuz it's all mine. and if you say this makes you happy then i'm not the only one lyin...

gonna do the habitat for humanity thing tomorrow. that's good because i would have felt really terrible if all of that bad stuff lauren was talking about would happen to her because i wasn't there. whew. good thing i will be saving the day...in the 100 degree plus weather. yay.

no but seriously, i am super excited to go. it has been so long since i have actually done some volunteer work and i miss the crap out of it. there aren't many things that make me feel better than getting out there and helping people. one of my favorite memories from drake was all of the hours i spent working at "the haven." it was this amazing after school program that was run out of the basement of a church in one of the worst neighborhoods of des moines. right across the street was a school that was at least 3/4 hispanic and very poor. if any of the kids had any positive driving force in their house i would be surprised. but this church set up a completely free after school program for them and students from the surrounding schools helped out. we fed them, played games with them, helped them do their homework, and just talked to them about their lives. there was this one boy, oscar, who you could tell had add or some sort of disorder that made him highly active. but no one in his family or at school gave him the time of day to talk to him. so one day i was on the playground with the 2nd & 3rd graders and we sat on the swings and just talked about what he wanted to do with his life. it was so sad because he told me that he wanted to be a doctor, but he would probably not be able to get a job because his mom and dad couldn't get one. but then i asked him what he liked about doctors and why he wanted to do that and he was just so excited when he talked about it. so from then on i called him dr. oscar. lame, i know. but he was my favorite and i just wanted to be there to support him. i hope someone else took over after i left because i don't think it would take much to get him back to his old self.

anyways, i'm done rambling and i am tired and there are people hanging out and i want to play foosball and i like cheese. yay.


"no i won't cry on the outside, anymore."