Different Kinds of Plague

So, life is busy. Life is always busy. (I almost wrote "busty." Life is not always busty.) I have an assignment due tomorrow that past Brooklyn so lovingly put off until today. Well, I did do one of three pages over the weekend, but I kept saying that I would have time tomorrow. The funny thing about tomorrow is it eventually becomes today. And so here we are, having arrived at the ever-looming "today." That is the first kind of plague I am dealing with: Procrastination Plague.

The second type of plague comes from this device I'm using to write this. I'll call it Perusing Plague. While I am in control of my own actions, this computer makes it very easy for me to disappear for an hour or two into the world of the internet. It's a deep, dark hole, and I fall down it often. The main problem is that I have to do homework on my computer, so the internet is literally at my fingertips. I need to work on my willpower.

The third and final type of plague is the Phlegm Plague. I am actually sick. Well no, I refuse to get sick. But it's coming. I cough every time I take a deep breath. Kari has it too. We saw each other in the kitchen this morning before she left for work, and she looks like death. Literal death. I at least put on a positive face. I firmly believe that attitude helps when it comes to sickness. I will not be taken down by this incessant hacking! But it is irritating because I like to breathe.

If this persists, I will go see someone. Lungs are important, and I rather like mine.

I'm heading to MCI with some fellow youth leaders tomorrow to hang out with some of our students who go there. It should be fun! I love being a youth leader. I never thought I would. I can be outgoing, but I've never really been much of a camp-type person. I take myself a little too seriously, so this is probably good for me. I have been blessed in ways I hadn't expected, and I am actually leading Senior Youth next year with 3 of my friends. While i miss the Seeds community, I really feel like I belong here at LSCF. It's beginning to feel like home.