I hadn't worked with my steer in a while until the day before yesterday or I guess I should say Saturday. He was really good, better than before actually which was surprising but a nice surprise indeed.
During this week, I participated in the 30 Hour Famine. Basically, a group of people starve themselves for 30 hours to help raise awareness and to also get a better understanding of what it is like for people in 3rd world countries who have no choice but to deal with a similar hunger for days at a time. While we starved ourselves we decided to make a night of it and the group of 40+ people stayed overnight at the school. We put our hand prints on a flag and played games for about 4 hours. Then we watched a movie and went to bed. It was an amazing night and I had such a blast! Regardless of the time we hadn't eaten in, most of us didn't feel hunger until the lunch time of the next day, when all the other students were eating. I think I learned a lot more about how the people may feel, better than if someone had just told us how awful it would be. The money we raised is going toward a water pollution project in Africa.
The next day was Valentine's Day. It was sweet, seeing all the couples dressing nice for each other :) So, Happy Valentine's Day to all you single people, couples and even the widows. Hope you had a wonderful day celebrating the love you feel/felt for anyone in this world.
I gave a rose to my crush (He already knows I like him) and I was so worried I had embarrassed him but apparantly he was just caught off guard, which I am hoping is in the good sort of way lol I also wrote the card in French (he is trying to learn it) I really hope he liked it, and I sorta want him to say something about it on Tuesday when were back in school.
So since the 30 Hour Famine was the biggest event for me this week I have a poem I wrote months ago that I will share with y'all :)
Biological Desire
I feel it growing inside
The beast of all sensations
It rips at my insides
And my mouth waters
I taste my saliva
Craving something sweet
Watching the chalkboard
Dreaming of fruit and grains
I hear a rumbling from within
And cells fade from my mind
The wambling has begun.
