sharing is giving

I belong to this school club called Computer Task Force and every semester they have a dinner night to thank the members for volunteering. The dinner was something that people always looked forward to. For me, it was the only occasion where I could sort of dress up. And of course, I ended up overdressing. People in CTF just don't really care how they look. I am not saying that it is a bad thing, in fact, I admire that.

This semester we all went to the Korean House. The food was amazing considering that it was "all you can eat". The reason why it was "all you can eat" in quotations was unfortunately the owners refused to give us food because we were eating too much. I understand that they may be losing money, but hey, you promised an all you can eat meal. So do it. That created a lot of drama that in the end I am pretty sure that we are banned from this restaurant. It is unfortunate but we are simply students, we aren't made of money. There was a lot of sharing. Sharing of life stories, food, jokes... just everything. It was really nice to get to know people whom I knew of but never talked to. It was also nice to know that there are people who are struggling in school as much as I am. It was also nice to know that there are people who are simply amazing at everything they do. It made me a bit home sick as well. There is always food in the middle and amisdt all the grabbing-as-much-food-I want, there is always eye contact between people. Or a "is anybody going to eat that" phrase going on... there is a constant flow of communication. A constant flow of information passing around. A constant flow of satisfaction from all the good food and happiness.

I thought that it was funny because this meal was basically 95% meat. And if you have ever been to one of the CTF dinners, it was always about meat. I don't know, maybe it's because meat is expensive and hard to prepare, or maybe we are all just carnivores at heart. My poor Everett, he's a pescetarian so he didn't eat much that night.


I am really glad that I joined this club. The people there are really nice. Even though they don't really care about you, it really feels like family in there. They seem like they don't care, but they listen to you during rough times. Even if you are not pouring your heart out, I'm sure you'll still feel like home. It's somewhere I go when I don't feel like dealing with all the crap from school. The people there can definitely put a smile on my face no matter how sucky my day is. I hope you can find a place like that in your university because I think that it is very important to feel like you belong somewhere. Think of it as a second home! Kind of.