College and Life!

Oh my... Whiteout fans, you are reading the words of one tired student. My first week of college, while it hasn't been all that complicated, has just been... Long. I'm at school from 7:45 in the morning to 3 in the afternoon. Then, I come home and either go right to Karate after a short break, or right into school. ;) That's only on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Tuesday and Thursday I am off campus doing work for the next day. ;) I like pretty much all my classes, and am doing fairly well in them, I suppose. My least favorite is math, but it's not actually that bad. My favorite class is English, because my teacher is an absolute hoot. :) Ms. Perry is awesome. Really, truly, she is. ;)

Besides school, a few other things have been happening. This week was homecoming for Rigby, I get to teach Demo Team for the next two weeks and then more after that, and... A few other random things. Each of which I will explain below.

Karate: So Sensei Kai is getting married, and he is also going somewhere else to do work. Which
leaves Demo Team to his second in command, aka, me. Since we have a tournament coming up, I get to work them extra hard, and we are focusing exclusively on katas and sparring alone. Which I don't mind one bit. I just hope that I can do it good enough to Kai's standards. So I worry a bit, but not much. I enjoy Karate more and more each time I go to it. It is so nice to be able to let go of all my school stuff and just focus on the more physical aspect of life. :) Leaving the world outside is so much simpler...

Homecoming: So, as usual, a large amount of attention is lavished upon homecoming. And for good
reason. It's huge! :) I had the immense pleasure of helping out a good friend of mine with her art club booth. It did pretty good. They mostly had me hawking cotton candy, which due to my father's good
training, I was pretty good at. :) I always enjoy the company of this certain family I was working with. They're so nice to me. But, anywho. I had the chance to go and gather a whiteboard from the Art Room with this girl who I was helping out. But I also got the chance to see what was going on in her life. And she, as usual had much to say. Her life is... Not so fun right now. She's stressed on multiple fronts, and she puts on a really brave face. And it works for the most part. But, listening to her, well, it made me realize I wanted to help her more than I had. But I kept that particular desire close to myself. By the time I left, they thanked me profusely. And they told me I was... Well, they
heaped praise on me, which only made me blush. I appreciate it as always. :) Which somewhat leads me to the more... Philosophical thing that has been weighing down on my mind recently.

I am... Going to write something that may sound a bit at first like I am tooting my own horn. I take no pride where it isn't meant to be taken. I am an extremely altruistic person by default. For certain people, I would drop everything I am doing just so I could help them. For other people, even if I may dislike them, I would still help them if they asked. I just like helping people. Truly. Even when they heap what I find could be far too much praise on me. (And then I blush beautifully.) But, what has gone over and over in my mind recently, is... Is there a point where I have done too much? Or, is there a point where I have put other people so far ahead of myself that I don't end up taking care of myself like I should? I ponder this often. I enjoy helping people so much, that I forget all about my own woes, which is a good effect of my altruism. But... I have several people tell me tht at I go so far that I forget about myself. Or, when I need assistance, I don't ask for it. And when it is offered, I brush it off, because I don't want to be bothersome to another person. If I can still hobble about on my own two legs, or somehow survive a situation I will. Just so no one else has to suffer or be bothered by my inability. So the real question I am asking myself constantly is... Am I wrong in what I do and how I am going about this? Do I worry too much about things that are simple? Maybe. But... I am in need of some advice... Some, ah, friendly words if wisdom. (Cause even with my lucky bonus wisdom tooth, making a total of 5, I still feel... Lost. Like I don't know what to do.

My apologies, Whiteout fans, for this... Whatever it is. I ask for your help, only because I don't know where else to go to. Steer clear of avalanches. :)