I have been searching for more ways to get involved through volunteer work, and I am coming up short...miserably short. I had hoped there would be a multitude of opportunities similar to that of last semester, but I have found none...or at least those that I feel comfortable and capable doing. So, yes, for the third week now, I have yet to volunteer for activities. How embarrassing.
This week, among the thousands of questions that surf my mind, one in particular has stood out. How can I set myself apart from other students? I can comb over my resume now and find little to do just that. I volunteer, I am an honors student, and I participate in the Political Science Club. That is it. Exceptional, right? Whatever your reaction be, do not nod your head in agreement. Outside of those areas above, I am considering an internship this Fall with a US Representative at his local office. The difficult part will be scoring the internship. I am careful not to sign myself away to other clubs that hold obligations because I am taking a massive amount of hours this semester. While numerically it seems easy, couple the hours with the start of a research project as an extension of the honors program. I barely have time to breathe. That leaves me to utilizing volunteer hours, which allows me more control over my schedule and free time. However, see my problem above. I guess my issue is that I feel unproductive as of late.
Since winter break, I have floated around the idea of law school again. One field peaked my interests considerably...that being national security law. As of right now, I have read only the generic description attached to the programs' homepage on a few university sites. I do not know much about it beyond generics, and I am looking into discussing the profession with a few professors in the upcoming weeks. The problem I face each day is that I want to be a thousand things, that I envision myself in a thousand professions. That is the unrealistic me. The realistic me, who likes to think that I have a functional brain, knows there are personal limitations. Recognizing limitations helps me, strangely enough. It helps me think and keep straight. For example, I would love to be an aerospace engineer or a doctor, but the realistic me recognizes that math is not my strongest suit. At least not naturally. I am torn between challenging myself or sticking with what I know. It is an inescapable problem.
For a weekly update, because let us face it, I seemingly have the most entertaining life known to mankind (Totally just kidding.): It has been a descent week. I curse myself for doing just enough to catch up and not leap ahead, but I am presently caught up, nonetheless. I realized this week that I miss sitting in a history class and listening to stories. I had an amazing professor last semester who spoke of history as if he was there. Truly, I would pay to do nothing but listen. Those are the classes I enjoy most.
My mom's (In real life, I call her "mama", but for the purposes of being cool and reserving the word for personal interactions, I stick with mom. In web life, it makes her sound rad.) close friend gifted me with a bound notebook for my birthday. Notebooks are the one thing in life that I buy (really hoard...) for looks and fail to correctly use. It really is more like a sketchbook, which makes it ideal for an art project. I had time to think last week about the book, which I brought to Statesboro for no apparent reason. I decided to convert it into a recipe book and an art project. I would divide the pages up into written recipes and use watercolor to paint ingredients. I thought it would tap into my physically, creative brain segment. This blog touches my mentally, creative brain segment. Anyway, in an effort to be more creative, I think I am going to go for it. I can guarantee you that I will not be brainstorming a majority of the recipes, but maybe trying them out from Pinterest and swapping ingredients for more or less. Maybe there will be room for my own creative ideas of what I feel would make a better dish.