good night

Last night was a good night.

I went to OC in the early afternoon and hung out by myself for a long time, which was kinda fun. I played piano in the chapel, read a book in the library, and facebook stalked in the apartment. Everyone started getting back to campus around 6-7ish, so that's when the party began. :)

We had a feast.

Then we played Risk. That game had an unexpected result - I have decided that I no longer like playing the actual board game of Risk. Playing an insane amount of online Risk has not lessened my love of the game, but it has given me a decreased need to win each and every game. I have learned to understand that some games just don't work out. I'm actually quite unemotional about the whole thing. But that has only come with playing a lot. Tension came when others didn't understand my new-found apathy. Plus, it was mission risk, so my entire playing strategy had to be thrown out the window...haha...

Rachel and I went on a walk. That was good. I like walks.

Then we came back and hung out with Carrie and Brett until about 2, at which time I was about ready to pass out from exhaustion. I slept in Sarah's bed, then woke up and was about to start getting ready, when I got a phone call saying my afternoon subbing job was canceled. So I am now home hanging out and preparing to re-start learning German. I'm not upset about the failed subbing opportunity at all - I am enjoying the fact that I have had two days off in a row (what?!?!).

I have been thinking some more about hope. The worst feeling in the world is knowing someone will most likely never change, no matter what you do. That, I believe, is the closest to hopelessness that one can get. Of course, there's the chance that they may change, but the odds are piled high against that change. That breaks my heart.