Thursday, January 12, 2012
Ouch
So, it's been another one of *those* days. Last night, I cut open my leg while shaving, which led to me leaving little pink footprints all over the bathroom before I realized what happened. So that was fun to clean up. My roommate Bradley saw me coming out of the bathroom with blood running down my leg... I very quickly explained that I had cut myself, instead of any other less savory options. So anyways, today my knee hurt and my heels still have sores on them. But this, I can handle. Went to Forensic Medicine like usual, came back to the flat and made lunch. Since I switched into the level 1 Classics class, I had plenty of time before class at 3pm. Briefly checked where the building was before I left, then hurried on like the intelligent student I am. Once I got back to campus, I realized I had NO idea where the building was. I only had 15 minutes until class started, and in case you are wondering, the campus is comparable in size to the U of M. So... I panicked. I ran into a building (which happened to be a student union), noted that it was NOT where I needed to be and quickly turned around to walk out. Where I fell straight on my butt, twisting my ankle in the process. I sat on the ground, stunned. Then promptly burst into tears. I sat on the dirty cobblestone of the street for at least 5 minutes, crying. I think it just hit me that I was so very, very far away from home and I missed my family and my own bed and peanut butter and normal cars and I wasn't going to see any of that for 5 months. So. I cried. And sneezed. And cried a little more. And then... I was fine. Just like that. I picked myself up, brushed off my butt and carried on. I think I just needed to get it out of my system. I feel totally fine now. It's very odd. I went to Classics (got there in plenty of time, too, once I asked a friendly police officer where the building was) and made a friend, no less! I looked like this:
"A friend? For me?" No matter how old I get, I think I will always make that face when I meet someone new. Because of all my bouncing around in classes this week, I haven't had the opportunity to meet anyone yet. So I'm understandably excited. Anyways. It's been a weird day. Tomorrow I'm hoping to get a chance to visit the library and bookstore, and get a head start on some of the readings for my classes. Also, I need to buy tape and a sharpie. Don't let me forget!
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I am so glad that you called me, because I would have been worried about you. So I feel better after talking to you, I am proud of you for taking this on.
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ReplyDeleteSometimes I think you should be a writer. I enjoy your descriptions of events. Sorry you have had some trying times but sounds like you are working through them. You will be a success because I see you getting up one more time then you fall down. I admire your adventurous nature. Love PC
A small melt down is to be expected - remember Loyola at about the 2 week mark? You ARE far from home and you DO miss your family and friends. And falling on your tush and getting lost is reason enough to cry any time. But you picked yourself up and dusted yourself off and went on your way. Good for you. Thank you for sharing those moments with us, too. Love you.
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