Clubs

On a lighter, i hope, note...i am joining a club.

I don't agree with my mom on everything but i do agree with her on a point that i am going to be at this school for a while and i minus well meet some people who i can enjoy the time with until med school.

We had a club fair this Wednesday, and i ventured down the block of lined tables with people advertising their clubs. If i say it was varied, i mean it. One end had the Republican Club, the Intertional students club, The Frisbee club to the other end which had The Chemisty Society, Business Club, Savvy(i had no idea what that one was but they were giving out free lollipops), and a Woman's Right Club. I went up to the Women's right club, just to browse but i noticed that all their pamphlets were anti-abortion and they want to make it illegal by passing a congressional law. After i saw that i was like "this isn't for me". We know i agree with choices and that group wasn't about them.

It was hot, and i was getting bored of walking up and down the street looking for a club that fit me. There was Chemistry society, but i was only partially interested cause the guy there was a little cute. It's wrong to join anything because of the cuteness factor, but i believe they put him there for that reason, about 5 girls were standing around by the time i passed. Then i spotted the Film Club. I like Films, like writing, combine them together and there must be a place for me. No was at the table, so i walked up, did the whole "hey how you doing" and he preceded to tell me about the club.

It's sound interesting. He kept saying cool, which kind of defeats the purpose of making his statements cool, but he was nice. I was handed a pamphlet and told the meetings are on sunday at 6. Which leads to today now being sunday, and me going to this club meeting at 6pm. I haven't been in a club since 9th grade, but i think important that i try to socialize, and try to meet some friends. Even if they are as few as 1 and 2 they are better than none.

I'm nervous, but not that nervous.

I returned the key to the other room today. It very great waking up in my own room, the morning sun shining on my face. Like it was kissing me awake from a long sleep. The best of the day for me is the few minutes when you are waking up. When i was younger they are probably the moments remember the most.

Memories are bittersweet. The older you get the more you seem to want to hold on to them, but they seem to want to let you go. My grandma recently found 19 pictures of me when i was a kid, i think i was more happy about her finding those pictures than finding out i got into my dream school (University Pittsburgh, i love you. Hope to see you in a couple of years) . Okay so that was an exaggeration, but i was happy that she found those pictures.

I had the best childhood ever, and even with all thos great moments, the one's i remember the most are of me waking up to the day. Wether it was at my dad's house on the weekends. waking up to the smell of pancakes and bacon. Or my mom, waking up to the sun shinning on my face, it was those moments when i felt competely safe and loved.

Even now when i am in a boring class and i daydream like crazy it's of lying in the grass, resting with the sun shining lightly on my face. Needless to say, waking up to that today was awesome. And will be a sign of greater things to come.