senior citizen prom

For work, I've been looking up different projects local schools could do for community service. On their own, I guess, so if they didn't want to always volunteer with an agency, they could start something on their own. My boss let me do a piece on recycling (I found some great high school recycling programs! The world is going green!)

Let me just take a moment to say that I love the green movement. Terri wants to come up with another phrase for the movement, but regardless, I love the idea that America is starting to reduce, reuse, and recycle their purchases (though maybe not necessarily in that order)
Glen pointed out the other day that he hadn't realized up until recently that reduce, reuse, recycle is placed in that order for a reason. Basically I'm just really excited about reducing, reusing, and recycling in my life. I have big plans for the dorm room next semester!

Anyway, going back to what I was saying earlier: a lot of high school students are involved with community service, plan amazing projects, and really help out. I'm annoyed with myself, because I had the opportunity to do all of that, but I blew it off, and didn't do anything. In high school, I was the project co-chairmen for NHS. I didn't really plan projects, I didn't exert myself into the job, and am not really sure what motivated me to run. A lot of my projects fell through, kids would show up at agencies, and the agency would have nothing for them to do...
it was a mess.
But what gets me is we never branched out. The NHS sponser gave us a list of contacts, and that's all we did. We stayed with the same four agencies, and never tried to do anything different.
I wish that I was this passionate about helping in high school, so I could have done something instead of playing band and sitting at home.
ANGST
But now, Terri and I get to do this with Seva.

In other news, I've been spending a lot of time with my family this summer. It's amazing, because for the first time, I want to talk to my mom every night, and talking with my dad is easier than talking with a good majority of my friends.
I think I've changed a lot this past semester. Angst.
oh well, we have to grow up sometime.
My dad gave me some advice, and I would like to share it.
1. Worrying about time only makes it go faster.
2. Dogs are happy to be dogs.