I havent been very good at getting here. Partly cause this quarter seriously has been one of the busiest yet... I think, I dont really know where the last three weeks have gone. And partly because theres too much goin on in my brain to put into words.
We had our spring SCCAP retreat last weekend. The last one with this staff. And it was absolutely in more ways than I can say out of this world. Just to give you a little idea of how it all went down. Beach house in Capitola, 20 some out of this world SCCAPers, riding on a year of fantasticness together, beach olympics, reflections, cooking together, 12 people in a hot tub, serious amounts of love, freezing ocean swimming, sunshine, all sorts of sillyness, and so much more packed into less than 48 hours. It was fantastic. And a good reminder, motivator, inspiration to make the last quarter even better than the last, and just to stop and think. I cant believe a year ago we were being interviewed and going on our first akward retreat. I cant believe we are almost bidding ado to the 2010/2011 SCCAP staff. I also cannot believe its almost the end of sophomore year... Ill save that for later though.
I was just reminded of how much SCCAP has done for me. So many great people to call family, the decision to go to El Salvador, learning lots about myself and the world and so much more has come since that phone call giving me the PC position. Such good stuff man.
Casa in the fall has been spending all sorts of time in my head. Called my dad today to figure out my plane ticket, didnt quite get the response I was hopin for, but... its all part of the deal. Its hard to explain how connected to it I feel already, how much it has already become something I feel like is ingrained in this experience, so exciting and new and real and scary and so many things. So many things that I cant quite articulate when my dad doesn't jump for joy when I call asking about buying a plane ticket. So many things that seem so much more relevant to me than the 700 dollars. Money forever is a pain in the butt, but wherever the 700 dollars comes from I know in 4 and a half months it will be the most irrelevant thing in the world and completely out of this world worth the uncomfortable, somewhat annoying conversation around it. And man am I thankful that I can see that.
I was feeling a little angsty earlier wondering how Im gonna pay for this ticket, where my summer will end up, how to pick out a dress for this occasion that I cant quite understand... but then. I brainstormed about Young RYLA. Sometimes when one idea comes they just flow and I get all excited and I see the love between the counselors and the looks on the kiddos faces at the end of the week and Im reminded why wherever I am this summer will be ok and why planning Young RYLA is exactly where I am supposed to be even when I have friends who will be traveling the world. Ill get there someday.
I had a fantastic weekend and didnt even realize it happening. I have the coolest best friend in the world and we laughed about how we have only known each other for over a year and it feels like forever. We went to the beach yesterday and just watched the waves, played in the sand and came home. Totally low key weekend with yoga, global village, homework and a run tonight but good stuff. Sunshine. Good friends. Laughin. Playin. Its a good life man.
Davey is coming to visit me in two weeks and I am so dang excited. Ive been raving to my friends about him and just cant wait for the adventures I know he'll bring along, so great to bring people from home to this place and just get to share all of the goodness on both sides.
Mandy and I are gonna do the Iron Bronco... teams of two-three do whats equal to a Triathalon in a two week span.. 26.something miles of running, 2ish of swimming and lots of biking. A little roomie bonding, shes a good one I tell ya.
Sorry for this somewhat random stream of consciousness blog, it was time for an update. Hope you have good stuff to fill your days with, if not come hang out with me, I got lots to go around :) XOXOX
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