doubt it

I was thinking about "me at my weakest" today. You know, when I don't feel pretty enough or don't trust that I'm going to do well on an exam. You have those moments too, don't you? Or even, on those (ever fewer and farther between) times where I find myself overeating food that I don't really enjoy to compensate for lack of satisfaction elsewhere. Self-doubt. I've spoken of confianza before, but never of the opposite, and I believe that is where my problem lies. Yet I say this not because I've been doubting myself, quite the contrary actually; I have been so not doubtful that I've stumbled upon myself treating my body, mind, and soul with the utmost respect by default. Why yes, I have been yoga-ing for the past two days... how could you tell? ;)

I won't show you all of the Alpha Chi Omega recruitment pictures, neither of us have the time to look at all those dozens of beautiful girls (so biased), but I thought I'd display a quick photo duo. It was exhausting, even stressful, but we have bonded together so strongly  and wonderfully that I can't imagine having spent the past month of my life participating in anything else.

Last Saturday night, once we had tied up all loose ends of the process, we came upstairs to find that our advisor had prepared us a late pasta dinner with a spread of sundae ingredients. Since I'd already eaten, I only helped myself to the ice cream (no complaints here) and added my own chocalate-y and nutty toppings. I deserved this so much.

But it wasn't over yet. Sunday, was Bid Day, and thus, beyond exciting, as I told you in my most hammed-up self later that night. I first went to the student center for the reveal (when the new girls receive their bids) and screamed my little head off while jumping around like a bean. Then I came back to the house, ate lunch and watched, thrilled, as the babies (new girls) came running down the street to their new "home." The dance party that ensued lasted two hours.

Check. Next, I had some down time before our sisterly dinner. Pastabilities was served as a surefire crowd pleaser followed by platters of Insomnia Cookies. Scrumptious, no doubt about it.

'Twas a jolly good time! I loved meeting and getting to know girls that I hadn't spoken to during rush. They're so adorable, and little, and had me wondering how 4 years had passed since I'd been in their shoes. Seriously, where does all this time go?

The comforting thing to know is that some things never change, like the way that a big green salad with hummus always make me feel refreshed mid-day. This was today's lunch (times two, duh) and it made me think of Miss Gena, the raw goddess that she is. I haven't mentioned it until now, but I actually met with her a couple of times over the summer for nutrition counseling; 

It was easier to eat a high-raw diet then. Still, although I haven't upheld those same raw principles, I've definitely taken what I've learned and applied to my current living (and eating) situation. She is, and has been, a huge component in this progression towards the doubtlessness... plus she's currently giving away a blender to travel with. Can't help but love a gal like that.