Guilty Pleasures

My guilty pleasure is (drum roll please) pound cake, it's so simple (injected with loads of buttery goodness), but so wonderfully delicious.

I've been doing intense sit ups recently and it makes such a difference when I play volleyball, my jumps and hang times are higher and longer. I feel less sluggish too (water drinking and fruit snacking?).

On Thursday, I visited Harpur advising. It's funny because I got the same advisor every single time I've done walk-ins; however, this time he said to me, "I hoped I'd get you". I thought that he must have remembered me from previous times (apparently this might not have been the case). He then went on to ask me if I wrote for Pipe Dream, my university's paper, and he said he recognized me from my-awful-mug shot. I started to get nervous because well most opinion columns I write and most opinion columns written by others are generally published negatively.

It was hilarious because he was acting so nice to me, he usually is, but he kept asking if I was writing an article on harpur advising and feeding me lines about how good it really is, but I haven't had any negative experiences with harpus advising besides the occasional long wait and I wasn't really planning on writing harpur advising because I'm sure past columnists have written about it already.

I find this experience fascinating because it's still weird when people say they read what I write, half the time I feel like what I say is meaningless anyways. Yet, this revitalized my passion for writing, to touch and connect to people, to speak about my opinions and to influence others.

On another note, yesterday was the first time I went to large group Intervarsity, a Christian fellowship; I thought I would get angry at the hyprocrisy but perhaps because due to a different environment I felt brighter in a spiritual sense. I don't care much for the Bible or for what Christianity believes in anymore BUT I miss that spiritual rightness of things, the spiritual advice and the reestablishment of faith, hope, and unity.

The speaker also mentioned Dead Poets Society, I've heard of it, but I've never actually watched it before, so I watched-half-it last night. It gave me the idea that maybe I should start a creative writing club (since there's a poetry club already) and it'll include short stories, novels, and poetry. The idea is enticing.

Religious speakers can affect you more than in the typical religious way; they too have gone through schooling and are trying to find a meaning to life.