June 27, 2017 – 9:56 AM
In my junior year of high school, I created “whoisrodb” – an alter ego of sorts. For a couple years I had been struggling with an identity crisis… I had fabricated a persona that was a bit cold and detached, overly ambitious, and stubborn; worse than these, I was afraid to feel, to be unconventional, and to live freely. Despite living this lie, this was the person my friends and family had grown to love.
As a result of external pressures, many of which I conjured up in my mind, I began to lock away my crazy dreams, my “subversive” ideas, and my fantastical view of the world because I was scared of starting over… I kept telling myself that I was perfectly happy with where I was.
Boy was I wrong. It ate me up that I wasn’t really doing anything that brought me to life. I had no real passion, that fire to go out and do something wasn’t kindling.
I guess things clicked during that third year of high school… between things going on at school and in my social life, I realized that this whole fabrication was exhausting – I couldn’t keep up with it anymore. So I created whoisrodb as a way to divert from the person many knew and start fresh. I couldn’t completely detach myself because I was too scared of the possibilities that would arise if I threw everything away this late in the game. The Instagram account was a way for me to expose a side of myself that not many knew. I wanted people to be shocked that I had these thoughts, this worldview… that I loved photography and journalism. I wanted people to reconsider what they had thought of me… I wanted them to literally ask “Who is Rod B?”
Things got interesting. Upon opening these floodgates of sorts, I allowed a part of me that I had suppressed for so long to come to the forefront. I grappled with my identity and at the end of the day, I had to choose: do I continue living with the fabricated identity and keep my friends or do I risk things, live with my real self, and lose some. I opted with the latter.
Whoisrodb is probably the most profound thing I’ve ever created because it is an exposé about my life. Through it I’ve been able to find myself, my passions… I’ve learned how to live fully and freely.
I started reading The Promise of a Pencil by Adam Braun recently. At the very beginning of the book there is a quote by Howard Thurman that reads: “Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” I always asked myself what the world needed and never asked myself what I needed… I’ve come alive now, I really have. I’m happier than ever, I’m thinking critically, I’m asking the big questions, I’m pursuing my dreams.
Life is too short to do what everyone wants you to do, it is too short to be conventional and accept the routine of the day to day. Break from it.
After thinking about everything, I don’t think I will ever be able to fully figure out who I am… I’m going to continue evolving and growing and learning, that’s what life is all about. Though I may never be able to answer the question that has become the joke of the century with many of my friends, I do have a sense of purpose now, I have a general idea of where I’m headed, and I’m excited by the endless possibilities that life will present me with.
Whoisrodb has been far more than just a clever Instagram account name, and I am looking forward to keeping it that way.
June 27, 2017 – 11:12 PM
Work and life seem to have blurred with this organization. Life is suffocating… everything is with the group and in an effort to accommodate everyone’s needs and wishes, I feel like we aren’t getting anything done.
I want to start by saying that life has been insanely incredible… and even that is an understatement. I have been so blessed with this opportunity to live right outside Cape Town for two months. I have achieved so much personally and professionally, in terms of my photography, I have embarked on so many adventures, and I have been able to cross many things off my bucket list. I am real excited to see what the next six and a half weeks have in store.
With that said though, I have been REALLY struggling with the voluntourism aspect of things. I have been here for over ten days and I am yet to do something of substance. It’s been tough to explain to my parents and friends that we haven’t really done anything yet… and if it has been this hard to talk to them about it, I cannot imagine how difficult it will be to explain this situation to the Foundation.
Which brings me to my next point, I was sent here by my scholarship program. They afforded me this immense opportunity and I feel like I am not doing anything with it. I have seen what my peers have done with their “Public Service” and “Civic Collaboration” summers, and here I am travelling all over Cape Town – climbing mountains and watching sunsets. It feels wrong on my part… I feel selfish. I am here for more than that right?
Voluntourism is EASY which is why it is making things emotionally difficult for me. I don’t want to be treated like a king, and I have been. I mean, maybe I am overthinking things… but I just don’t feel morally sound from a personal standpoint.
This next portion comes from a journal entry that I wrote later on, but it works well with the theme so I combined the two…
My friend left me a voice message a couple days ago, and he urged me to throw away some of my worries… not entirely as they are super important for reflection, but to remain positive, and live in the moment. He explained his perspective and said that I was understating the importance of personal growth and professional development… he continued and said that with this breadth of opportunity, I needed to take full advantage of the life that surrounds me because so many others will never have that same possibility. I listened to that that voice note and then listened to it again and again… I am struggling with the way this organization works very much, but he has a point. I should not be frustrated when I am going on these adventures… I should appreciate each point in this journey and think of them as critical junctures in my life.
So I have come to terms that this feeling will be a recurring trend during this summer… I cannot change my placement, nor can I change the activities our group coordinator has planned for us… I can only be willing to go for the ride. So I will stay positive, I will use everything at my disposal to continue learning, and I will be present… BUT, I will not disregard the problematic things going on around me, I sure as hell won’t be ignorant... I will use this experience to understand my place in the world, to understand how non-profits function, to understand why voluntourism doesn’t work, to understand how deeply embedded the “white-savior” complex is in service.
With all these things in mind, I will limit my frustrations and only allow these moments of anxiety to overcome me as I journal… a catharsis of sorts.
June 27, 2017 – 11:22 PM
My mind has been all over the place today as you can tell… I’ve been thinking a lot about time recently. It is such an odd concept and I’ve always had such a tough time trying to quantify it.
Anyways, things have been going by so quickly and it’s become difficult to savor everything fully. A good friend (take a guess who lol), wrote on his Instagram caption “emphasize the good and allow time to be a secondary character.” WOW.
Time should not the be all end all… it’s just a part of game. I mean look at my friendships… some of the strongest ones are those I made this past year while others have been around for years and years. The same can be said about so many situations. Essentially, time cannot restrict us from feeling or from living freely. Forget about it even for a moment, let your days come and go and allow to time exist in the background… if you are content at the end of the day and can go to bed with a smile, it doesn’t matter how “fast it went by” because it means you did the most with your time.
June 28, 2017 – 1:25 PM
After a successful weekend safari at the Aquila Private Game Reserve, it was time to head back to Kommetjie. The long car ride would be PERFECT for reading my next book Promise of a Pencil by Adam Braun. I just finished the chapter titled “Mantra 8: Embrace the Lighting Moments.” It was all about the instant that everything clicked for Braun and out of this “lighting moment” he created the award-winning non-profit organization “Pencils of Promise”. This chapter is filled with quotes that made my heart race… I want to do another journal about my favorite quotes from Perks of Being a Wallflower and Promise of a Pencil so I will limit myself to just the ones from this chapter:
“Now is the time to take a risk. Twenty years from now you’ll have a family and a mortgage. That’s when you won’t be able to take on risk. You’ll have too much responsibility. Now is the time to take a chance, when we’re young.” (Page 69)
“People think big ideas suddenly appear on their own, but they’re actually the products of many small, intersecting moments and realizations that move us toward a breakthrough.” (Page 70)
THIS ONE ok get ready… “At certain moments in your life you just know that everything after will change. You can ignore these moments by not acting on the new set of possibilities they enable, and your life will stay the same. But if you say yes to their reverberating potential, your life path alters permanently.” (Page 71)
Alright so I feel like I have experienced many of these moments, but like many things in my life, they are fleeting. They don’t stick with me… they don’t keep me going for more than a month or so. After working with Anton and La Liga en Cuba, and Caro and Empower, I feel like I cannot continue shying away from those really big ideas that I tend to be wary of. The ones I usually pursue are the smaller projects, the ones that are pragmatic and “easy,” but then you have people like Anton and Caro who are taking initiative… they are following their dreams, and as a result, achieving the most. I cannot allow these moments to be merely a fleeting semblance of inspiration. They are important and I must start acting on them regardless of how intangible or unrealistic they may seem.
Question 1: What am I passionate about?
Photography and Storytelling (especially with regard to the environment).
Question 2: Should I start my own project or get involved with existing organizations?
I don’t have answer for this yet, so let’s see what I can put together as I keep reading this book.
June 28, 2017 – 6:00 PM
I’ve been reading Promise of a Pencil all day… I’m feeling so exhilarated right now and I think this book was just the spark I needed.
I never really enjoyed reading, but over the past ten days, I’ve become a complete book worm. I have found solace in the books I have read…
With Perks of Being a Wallflower I felt like I went through a period of introspection. I thought about life, came to terms with my identity, and reflected on my time in high school and my first year of college. It was a tremendously important work that helped me attain a greater understanding of those “big life topics” – love and friendship. In addition, I felt like I connected with Charlie on various levels… we are really similar and handled ourselves in identical ways in the midst of certain situations (though for very different reasons).
Now, as I’ve learned a bit more about myself, Promise of a Pencil has served as that next step… It has inspired me to make moves and dream big. Much like Perks, I feel a deep connection to Adam Braun – the author of the book and the founder of Pencils of Promise. His language, thought process, and aspirations as a young professional are very similar to the way I am thinking now… we share a similar passion to pursue those overwhelming ideas with the hope that they could become something more profound. I can learn a lot from his tenacity… it is something I definitely need to develop.
I literally cannot put the book down because I can feel this excitement for my own “big moment”.
Who would’ve known that I could actually learn something from reading a couple books… high school me would be so proud. Both of these books have been such vital parts of this juncture… one where I am solidifying my presence, my identity… so many things ahead of this crossroad, and the uncertainty of it all is quite magical.
Once I begin compiling my quotes, I hope to begin seeing connections and trends regarding the things that “click” for me.
Before I go because it is getting dark, this car ride back from Aquila has been far more profound than I would have ever imagined. In reading more and more of this book, I have begun to rediscover many of the pieces that I had lost, especially my passion for making change. While I am still trying to figure out how to manifest it, during this time I have realized that it is what I want, what I need.
I’m feeling so good right now… I can feel the pen trembling in my hand because I am writing with such purpose and with such intense speed. I can feel the blood pumping in my body, as it is barely able to contain the storm of excitement brewing within. My mind is running at 1000 miles an hour. I almost forgot what being passionate felt like and I’m so glad to have felt it for the first time in forever.
So thank you Stephen Chobsky for creating a work that allowed me to look within and understand what love means and thank you to Adam Braun for being the spark I needed for so long.
June 30, 2017 – 11:00 PM
Yesterday was a rollercoaster.
It was the first day of REAL work!!! Very exciting as I have been anticipating this moment for so long. I know I have given a bunch of updates regarding what I will be doing, but for right now, I am working with a group of four volunteers on designing and leading a leadership program for students as Masiphumelele’s Ukhanyo Primary School. I decided to opt with this program over the high school one because I felt my skills would be of best use here.
So we arrived at the school around 10 AM and it was a far different and far more productive visit than our first time. After brief introductions, each of us picked a table and engaged in a conversation with some of the students we would be leading for the next hour or so. My group was quite inquisitive and I felt at peace, because I knew I had made the right decision to join this project.
After leaving the school, we worked diligently and essentially created the entire program in a span of four hours. We worked so well together… from the moment we left until the moment we were revising the final product, the ideas just came so easily. Collaboration was key. It was a relieving moment because Madison (who is also working on it with me) and I would be leaving the following day… it was good to know our peers wouldn’t have to stress without us.
I’m honestly so excited for Monday. I’m excited to be challenged… I know I am not the most adept teacher, and for that reason it will surely be a great learning experience. We got a ton done in one day and that is something to be very proud of. It’s pretty freaking cool. It feels good to finally have something to show, something I can say is mine, something I hope will leave an impact – even if it is for just one student.
After this, I tried to deliver the letters I have been laboring over for the past week and a half but found out that the post office by my house shut down… HUGE bummer. I am going to have to go after work on Monday to the mall. I just really really really need to send them, I’ve been holding onto them for too long and feel like my friends will never get them.
Despite this little setback, I decided it was time to be healthy. After not working out during the entirety of my second semester, I felt it was time to start up again. I put my running shoes on and went for a sunset jog. High school me would’ve been very proud (again), but college me was cold, dealing with aches and pains, and panting after a mile. Little steps I guess? I did a core workout as the sun was setting, which was pretty great, and then I went back to the EcoWave for a shower and dinner.
After all of this, I started packing up for the weekend!! I would be leaving with Madison to Cape Town that evening to spend the night at Shawen and Elizabeth’s because we would start the Garden Route the next day… really exciting stuff. Everything was set to go and then we hopped in the Uber.
On that Uber ride I reflected a bit and came to some important conclusions. So I think I was a little unfair to people in my group… I think I get angry just to get angry. I don’t know if that makes sense, but I pick things apart and find minutia to get really upset about. They aren’t founded on anything except my own insecurities and misgivings. So even if things are tough for me, I shouldn’t take it out on anyone. Everyone has a right to enjoy this. So I’m learning to be more open minded and trying to understand people. They deserve that shot, and I need the growth to be more tolerant of others.
Reflection is key and quite time consuming… we arrived in Cape Town rather quickly and everyone called it a night early on because we had a big day in store. I wasn’t too tired so I ended up FaceTiming my friend for over two hours. Always good to talk to friends like him because regardless of how much you communicate, when you do, it feels like no time has gone by. Hanging up got me quite sappy because it made me miss Chapel Hill and everyone that makes that place so incredible even more than I already did.
Life is going by quickly and slowly and at the same time… I have been here for almost two weeks but I have six more to go… simply, WILD.
July 1, 2017 – 12:01 AM
That was an awkward journal entry to write. Anyways, GARDEN ROUTE TIME. A road trip with three people I have had the immense privilege of getting to know over these past two weeks… over the course of the next three days, we would be sandboarding, bungee jumping, going to an elephant park, and who knows what other adventures we could come up with. I was so excited to be doing this as a group because I feel as if we feed off of each other’s energy and it’s so great to be with people from home (CH)… even if we are on the other side of the Atlantic.
We took off around 8:30 AM, and made our way out East. It was a beautiful drive. After about four hours, we arrived at the gas station where we would meet the person taking us sandboarding.
What an adventure it was. Yemen, Garrett, or Yeah Man (not really sure what his name is??) took us out. We arrived at these towering dunes that overlooked the ocean. I was in awe… short deviation, I almost did WorldTeach in Namibia because I know they have incredible sand dunes – I am very obsessed with them… why? I do not know… So seeing these monstrous dunes so close to the ocean was such a special treat.
For the next three hours we had an insane amount of fun. We even got to check off sliding down the largest sand dune in South Africa – affectionately known as the “Dragon”.
We got back in the car quite sandy, with a nearly empty tank, but with huge smiles… our first adventure of the weekend was a huge success. We checked into our hostel and quickly perused the property. It is such a cool place… the rooms are inside an old train overlooking the Indian Ocean. If someone can think of a better spot please let me know.
We feasted on mussels and an insane amount of sweets and happily returned to our home for the night.
A great day with better people… cliché, yes. So happy I have the opportunity to embark on one of Shawen and Elizabeth’s last adventures here in SA. There are so many more fun things to come. Tomorrow, we will be jumping off the world’s tallest bungee bridge. Can’t say I’m not scared.
Cheers to long car rides and good music, to FOOD, and to living life fully.
July 1, 2017 – 12:17 AM
First off, it’s July? Not sure how that happened. Secondly, I’m coming to you live from Mossell Bay overlooking the Indian Ocean… what is my life?
During our decadent dessert feast today, we discussed things that made us happy. It’s a really simple question, but the answers were pretty surprising. They were all simple. I guess I hadn’t realized this or hadn’t described my happiness in terms of “things” … I couldn’t really come up with a list on the spot, but I think I have some things that make me really really happy and I’d like to jot some them down here.
Long talks/Long FaceTimes… it makes communication more personal, more than just a hello and goodbye… I enjoy the little pauses and knowing both people have so much to say… MEH, they are so good.
Stars… oh wow… I don’t even know where to begin. They are just so bright and there are so many of them… they remind you that you’re a part of something bigger.
Sunsets… explosions of color and life and light. They are paintings in the sky. Personally, they help me appreciate closure and look forward to new opportunities.
Car rides… I love to drive. I love to look out the window and see changing landscapes. I love to listen to good music with the windows down. I love the silence because you internalize how special the people you’re driving with are.
UNC… The quad. The patio area of the Lodge. Koury 311. The MC Foundation Building. Honeysuckle. Arboretum… so many special places, but each evokes such profound memories.
Climbing things and letting my feet hang… very specific, but there is something so liberating about this.
When you capture your vision perfectly in an image… enough said. Best moment ever.
Journaling… being real with yourself.
Sharing… being real with the world.
The Ocean… so much power, yet so much peace. There is so much conviction in its uncertainty. A true balance of opposites.
The list goes on and on and on. Happiness is EVERYWHERE…it can be found in anyone or in anything, sometimes you just have to dig a bit deeper and sometimes, it’s as easy as taking a look around you.
July 1, 2017 – 11:48 PM
Happy July… today was insane… I am still recovering.
We woke up in our train hostel shortly after sunrise and decided to eat a big breakfast so we could stay full until after the bungee jump… we didn’t want any incidents on the way down. We got in the car around 8:30 AM and began driving to the Knysna Elephant Park. After driving for half an hour or so, we realized we weren’t going the right way… I mean is it really a road trip if you don’t get lost?
For the rest of the ride, I read a bunch from Promise of a Pencil… these chapters followed the similar inspirational trend and I was almost jumping in my own seat. As I was reading, I would peep outside the window from time to time and I began to notice that the landscape was changing dramatically. Mossel Bay, where we stayed last night, was an arid beach town. As we progressed further along the N2 highway, the mountains grew taller, the vegetation lusher, and the hues more vibrant. It was stunning. I was so enthralled that I just had to put my book down and enjoy the rest of the ride.
We arrived at the elephant park right on time, 11:15 AM – they take off every half hour. We quickly paid (I’d like to add that we got a student discount… thank you ONE Card), got the food for the elephants, and began to walk around the exhibit.
Knysna Elephant Park was honestly fascinating. The Knysna forest was once inhabited by elephants, but due to poaching and lumbering in the area, the population dwindled. This organization has brought elephants back to this habitat.
The experience was WILD. We were within a few inches of the largest terrestrial mammals… so crazy. We sent a couple snapchats and took lots of pictures and just enjoyed being in the presence of these incredible creatures. I kept trying to internalize what was going on… I didn’t really know how something like this could be so casual. Like we were in the mountains of South Africa hanging out with elephants… not really sure that is something that just happens.
Anyways, THE TIME HAD COME. We left the Park and began to make our way to Bloukrans Bridge to jump off the highest bungee jump off a bridge in the world… 216 meters… game on.
The car ride was one of those moments. A moment of simple euphoria. Our energy was at an all-time high… we couldn’t control ourselves. The sky had cleared up and the sun was shining. We were able to experience the full beauty of all the colors. Driving deeper into the mountains, it felt as if we were driving through the western part of North Carolina… it felt familiar in a way which made me feel warm inside. I was on the AUX so the music truly embodied my emotions at the moment. For most of the ride, we were pretty quiet just taking in everything around us. Then… when “The Sound” by the 1975 came on, everyone audibly gasped. We all began to jam out and sing loudly. I guess I timed it perfectly because we drove over the bridge we would be jumping off of in the middle of the song. We all freaked out. THE GORGE. THE BRIDGE. THE OCEAN. This freaking day. We all laughed and yelled and it was a release of such positivity.
Over the course of the next hour, we signed in, got our harnesses on, and watched individuals plummet off into the gorge. I couldn’t help but feel queasy. As we walked out onto the bridge, I kept looking down (never good) and realized just how high up we were. 216 meters is no joke. I would be third to jump off… Elizabeth would be second. What did I just get myself into I kept asking. I knew there was no turning back because the workers notoriously push those \ that are too afraid to jump by themselves off the platform. There is a picture of me sitting on this bench of sorts as the workers ensured all the gear was fastened correctly… and I am looking out into the distance evidently contemplating all the things that could go wrong.
The moment had come. I turned my GoPro on. I was guided off to the ledge. I took a deep breath. 3… 2… 1… BUNGEE. I didn’t want to be pushed off so I jumped off myself.
It all happened so quickly, but IT WAS EXHILARATING. I know it is super safe… no one has ever died on this… but giving up your control over a situation and completely going against your human instincts was liberating. I keep describing situations as liberating, but its honestly the best word to describe so many of the situations I have been in over the past two weeks. Anyways, it is so hard to put into words how incredible it was. What a time. As I came up, Elizabeth was jumping up and down… Madison and Shawen were about to go and I was grinning from ear to ear. Adrenaline rushes are SO real. I felt like I could anything.
As we ate, we really could not believe that had just happened… we watched others jump off and I guess it hadn’t hit us that we too had achieved that. I started to think about how freeing it was to put your fate in the hands of someone else and just accept whatever came your way. I felt so aware of everything going on around me… I was present – there was no other concern except the moment itself. Incredible.
Well much like other days, we had to carry on. We made these insane moments seem “normal” and “casual” like a part of our everyday life… which they were, but it’s unreal that this the life we are living.
We drove a bit further until we arrived at our hostel in Tsitsikamma. We spent the night reliving the moment, enjoying each other’s company, and thriving in this super great coffee shop.
What a day.
This little weekend getaway has been the best ever. I mean a road trip, with friends, in South Africa, doing crazy stuff… doesn’t get better than that. I am so grateful to have them here with me, my time has been made infinitely better thanks to all the good times we have shared together. Despite the joy getting to know these girls has brought me, I can’t help but think all my friends from C-Hill and Miami… after completing certain things, I always tell myself so and so would’ve really enjoyed this.
I’m having the time of my life, but summer is super LONG… I still have a month and a half here and though these two weeks have gone by really quick, I also have ways to go before returning. Anyways, there isn’t anything I can do to change that, except enjoy life to the fullest and reach out to my friends back home.
July 2, 2017 – 9:45 AM
Should you tell people how you feel about them?
Full disclosure vs. Maintain things as they are… never really know how to go about situations like these. At times I think full disclosure is the best because nothing is left unsaid, but in others I’m like well I guess this could change a lot of things. I’m impulsive so I guess decisions like these usually happen in the moment but just thinking about it.
July 3, 2017 – 1:02 AM
Again, what a day.
The last leg of our road trip got started relatively early and after a nice breakfast at the coffee shop from the day before. We were set. We had no plans and decided that we would just stop at different places throughout the day.
Stop 1: Plettenburg Bay. As a drove towards Cape Town, our first thought was going to see the Indian Ocean. We pulled up to a long expanse of sand and the big blue sea. It was calmer than the Atlantic waters I had been accustomed to. We collected shells and rocks and ran away from incoming waves to avoid getting wet… I climbed on rocks per usual and got my typical “feet hanging from the edge” picture. It was a spectacular day… the water was crisp blue, as was the sky… and the sun shone brightly and warmed us up. I was wearing a short sleeve shirt for the first time in two weeks!
After leaving Plettenburg, we began to drive up the mountains. We decided to take a bit of a longer route back to Cape Town so we could see more incredible sights. The car ride did not fail… that is in the brief moments I was looking up from my book. The last couple chapters of Promise of a Pencil left me in awe… I was so ready to take on the world and pursue my passions. I cannot really express how important finishing up this book was in this stage of the game… as stated, it was just what I needed. I am excited to go back into it and pick out my favorite quotes before beginning my next book.
Stop 2: We trekked a bit further, I was playing my favorite tunes, I was in a state of pure excitement because I had just finished my book… and then, we stopped for lunch. We went from the ocean straight into the mountains. The greens were so vibrant and the rolling hills were so lush. It was straight out of “The Sound of Music”. A beautiful hour spent breathing in the fresh air, eating avocados, writing in my journal, and appreciating the beauty.
Stop 3: From the mountains and into the Karoo we went. The Karoo is a region in the central region of South Africa known for its arid, desert-like conditions. We went to a restaurant called “Ronnie’s Sex Shop” and it legit felt like we were in Nevada.
In six hours or so, we had gone from the Indian Ocean, up the mountains, and into a desert. HOW? The variation that exists so casually is ridiculous… there is nowhere quite like it.
When we arrived to Cape Town, we were pretty sad that our road trip had come to an end. We shared so many incredible moments together… from insane times like jumping off the bridge and feeding elephants, to eating twice our body weight in desserts, and onto laughing in the car over stupid things, it was such a refreshing weekend. I’m going to miss having Shawen and Elizabeth around, but I am so happy we spent all of our weekends here with them – they surely did not disappoint.
With that, Week 2 came to a close… I don’t know how that happened. Time is going by rather quickly… Tomorrow, I start the Holiday Leadership Program and I am SO excited to get going. Things will surely change from adventurous thirst to an intellectual one and I am very ready for this challenge.
Week 2 was all about learning to say YES. To say yes to more adventures, to new possibilities, and most importantly, to myself. I would like to dedicate this week to Adam Braun who inspired me more than words can ever describe. There is a fire burning in me and I am very excited to see what Week 3 has in store.