Building 4

Last week and the weekend were both super busy for me. I had work and papers due since it's the end of the semester. My portfolio ended up being 36pgs long. Damn. I get it back when I go for my writing final on Friday, so I'm excited to see my grade.
Work went well. I started bonding more with that new Joe kid. He seems sweet, but kinda slow in some respects. I enjoy talking to him, and he's a lot of fun. He convinced me to do the Salt and Ice challenge. You put salt in your palm (I kinda put a lot), then squeeze and ice cube. It hurts and burns, but I didn't let it go. The pain wasn't too bad. However, the next morning I woke up with a strange burning red callus thing in the palm of my hand. It's now Wednesday and I still have it. It's healing, but still callus and sensitive. I wonder what it is..
Anyway, tomorrow I'm meeting up with Bambi. I want to go shoot some photos at this abandoned psychiatric hospital by my house. It has a bunch of buildings that are now rented out by other cooperations or used by the Narcotics Dept., but a few buildings are still abandoned and FULL of amazing shots. Theres part of Building 4 I want to see, and then the infamous Building 25 that may be haunted. It'll be cold (about 30°F), but totally worth it. There might be some crack-heads or mental patients still hanging around in the building, but most likely not. I hope…But we'll do a fun photo-shoot, then go to a diner across the street. I can't wait. If I think about it too much, I start to shake with anticipation. This is a great opportunity that I can't pass up.
Now, on to Leo. He and I still haven't spoken, and it feels so good. I feel free. I'm going to a Christmas Concert held by my high school each year. He's in the band, so I'll probably be seeing him. He'll probably see me as well. I won't do so much as bat an eye, but I wonder what he'll do. I'm curious. I'm going to support my friends, and Bambi is coming too. We're both supporting Adri. I don't think she knows we're coming, so it should be a sweet surprise. I don't think Leo knows I'm coming either, so his reaction should be interesting. I feel like it sounds as if I'm purposefully going to torture him or see him in pain. I'm not. It's simply an observation I wish to make.
Our final subject is Mr. Caster. I volunteered to help the elderly a while ago, but I was never matched. I went to the volunteer office yesterday to do some paperwork for them. As I was there, the coordinator found a possible match me. After I filed (taking up about 5hrs), we went together to visit the man. He's a sweet man. I like him. He's a WW2 vet like my grandfather. Mr. Caster was married for 64yrs. A love like his is only something I can wish for. The way he describes her and tells stories about their lives is so romantic and filled with adoration. He's old, but his mind is still here. The coordinator told me today that he approved me and he and I can now work together. I'm going to call him tomorrow to set up a good date and time.