When I was sick
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morrigirlEvery now and then I'll wonder what I was doing on a specific day two or three years ago and I'll go back to my old SCN journal to see what I wrote. On Feb. 5th I had one of my curious days. Having been sick all of last week, I thought, "Hmm, I bet I wasn't sick at this time last year or the year before." Well, guess what? I was wrong. It was around about this time two years ago that I came down with my first bout of strep throat. What a coincidence. I read through that weeks worth of sick entries and (I think) they're so funny, I'm going to re-post all of them. They made me laugh. Senior year was so silly and dramatic. I was so silly and dramatic. So without further adieu I give you Feb.4 - Feb.14 2003
I Need
Updated Tuesday, February 4, 2003, 3:28 AM
Oh how I hate my life AGAIN this week. Let me count the ways:
1)I'm getting sick
2)I'm broke. I'm talkin serious broke. I'm so broke I've been scrounging the couch cushions for change. At present I am worth all of 50 cents. No shit.
3)I am all out of Ibueprofen, Sudafed, and vitamin C so I cannot take anything to make myself feel better, and because I am broke I can't run out to buy anything.
4)I'm WAY behind on my acting reading
5)Way behind on my daily responses for Rob
6)WOEFULLY behind on my journals and responses for Magali.
7) I only got 2 hours of sleep yesterday and by the looks of it, I won't be getting much more then that tonight, or any other night this week.
8) I have no clean clothes
9)My room is a pig sty. Even I'm disgusted and thats saying something.
10)I'm STILL gaining weight. I can barely fit into the new jeans I bought over Christmas :( Every piece of clothing I own makes me look fat. Can't tell you how great that is for my self image.
11)The weather is turning schizo again. It was 50 degrees yesterday. Today it's like 20.
12)Rehearsal schedule keeps changing which basically means I need to be on call, ready to go out and rehearse whenever Liz decides she wants me. We've tossed the idea of routine and regularity out the window.
I feel so gross :-p
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Sick Me
Updated Thursday, February 6, 2003, 2:00 AM
I love my roommate tonight. I love her more than God. I love my roommate's best friend as well. You know why? Because it's almost 1 AM and the two of them have gone off to Wahlgreens to buy me Sudafed and Orange Juice because I am big time, hardcore, major league SICK!!!! And I'm also broke.
I woke up this morning so weak I couldn't move. I've been in bed all day. Slept for about 20 hours straight. I have one of those debilitating colds that makes it impossible to even walk to the bathroom without exhausting yourself. Didn't eat for the first half of the day. Gemma has been giving me some of her Vitamin C. Jackie, Krista, and Marisa all hugged me and offered me pills during the five seconds I was actually outside today. God bless the theater girls!
I'm worried because I've had to miss more class now, AND my final Proof showing is Friday. I'm hoping I can get Dean BAiley to excuse my absences. I also hope that by staying in for the next day I can get myself well enough to perform.
Oh speaking of perform, I do have some good news. We got our new scene assignments yesterday. We are all doing scenes from Streetcar Named Desire. And Liz matched me with Noah, the sweetest, cutest little hippie Jew boy on wheels!!! I'm so glad she put us together. The two of us have worked together before, so we know we can get along, and we're both in Grapes so that will make scheduling rehearsals a bit easier. We're doing the scene between Mitch and Blanche where he turns on the light on her.
Also, I got a surprise in my mailbox the other day. My boss, Anne, dropped a candy bar in for me because last term I made super subber!!! That basically means I subbed for more people at work than any other employee. I wasn't trying for it, I just needed the money. Greed reaps its rewards.
Okay, I've ended on my positive note, I'm gonna go lie on the couch now.
Carla
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Highlights
Updated Friday, February 7, 2003, 12:23 PM
It's strep.
Went to prompt care this morning where Dr. J was of course on call. As per usual he copped a nice feel while checking me out and I was too dazed to give a shit.
Threw up while in the doctor's office, that was nice.
Got some antibiotics, some robutussin, some tylynol. Liz is letting Yaritza and I hold off our scene showing until Monday.
And I am cntagious for the next 48 hours and have been advised not to leave my house.
No Problem.
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Just Shoot Me
Updated Friday, February 7, 2003, 1:41 AM
Somebody should just shoot me now.
Please.
just.
shoot.
me.
now.
I feel like three week old shit. My sinuses are throbbing because there is way more snot deposited in them then my nasal passages are capable of holding. My mouth is dry, my skin is dry, yet I continue to sweat like crazy. Theres not one ounce of energy left in my body, yet I can't seem to sleep. I'm dizzy. I can't decide if this is a cold or a sinus infection. I really don't wanna go to the doctor cause all he'll do is give me antibiotics which will in turn give me a yeast infection and thats the last thing I need right now.
I swear i just want to die. It's a good night to die actually. It's icy cold, the air is dry, it's a great night to go sit under a tree and freeze to death. There is this untangible Poe quality in the air tonight.
Maybe my sinuses will get so stuffed up during the night that I'll suffocate. Or maybe I'll choke on my own snot. One way or the other I really don't want to get up at 8 AM and go do my final Proof showing :-p
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One Long
Updated Saturday, February 8, 2003, 8:46 PM
I'm still wishing someone would just put me out of my misery.
Been sleeping all day again. Gemma says i look better but I cetainly don't feel it. Still wish i would just die in my sleep or something. None of the medication seems to be working yet. It'll kick in for a couple hours and when it wears off I don't feel any better than when I started.
God, how am I suppose to get better by Monday?
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Homicidal Fantasy
Updated Sunday, February 9, 2003, 4:03 AM
It's 3 AM.
I should not be awake.
I should have been asleep 5 hours ago. but I'm not and you know who's fucking fault it is?
That's right, the blazing schmucks upstairs who have been blaring music since 8 this evening. The punks who have been jumping up and down on the floor and pounding on our apartment door yesirreee. They have made it impossible for me to get anything that even remotely looks like rest this evening. My headaches, I just yelled up the stairs at them so now my throat is totally shot, I've been on the verge of tears all night, not security, not nothing has been able to make them shut up.
I am going to kill them.
Mark my words, I am going to crucify each and everyone of them.
I am going to march up there one night with a knife and a baseball bat and ask them how they would like to leave this world.
God I feel nauseous. I need to get some sleep :(
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Your Tonsils Are HUGE
Updated Tuesday, February 11, 2003, 1:44 AM
Quote of the day: "Oh my God your tonsils are HUGE!!!" That is what every doctor who stuck a popsicle stick down my throat said today. (and there were about five of them. Doctor's, not tongue depressers.)
They came to the conclusion that, yes, i do have strep throat, but that I also have some anonymous viral infection that they don't have any medication for so I just have to wait it out. Bite me. But to help it run it's course they gave me a nice yummy shot of Prednizone in my butt. I love steroids. They always make me feel better. And I think it's helping because Gemma Bemma says i sound MUCH better.
Liz is still being nice about my scenes. Just keeps telling me to go home, watch soap operas, and we'll talk about it when I'm better. Somebody bless her!
New additon to Carla's wish list: a humidifier.
I swear the air in this apartment, hell, the air in this STATE is so fucking dry I don't know how anyone sleeps! Need moisture, need moisture now!
Been crazy light and sound sensitive since getting sick. Can't watch listen to..anything for more than ten minutes. Must be getting better cause I was able to watch TV for three hours tonight AND talk on the phone for two. Been relying on IM a lot recently. And my secret "I don't feel like talking to anyone other than Tina and Gayle" screen name. And i've been sitting in the dark a lot. Yeah i know it sounds depressing, but my senses just haven't been able to take the stimuli. It's more boring than anything else.
Have started doing some catch up HW. Have taken the rest of the week off work. Doc said if I dont feel better by thursday to come back to the office.
Hopefully, I won't need to.
G'night.
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All Through the Night
Updated Wednesday, February 12, 2003, 8:25 PM
Good afternoon/early evening.
Just watched two hours of some of the best Buffy EVER!!! FX showed "Pangs" and the episode where Willow casts the spell to have her will be done and makes Spike and Buffy get engaged, I don't remember the name of it. But God those two episodes are so good. Joss was at the top of his game when he wrote those. I've been laughing for two hours straight, it's fabulous!
Oh and yes i can laugh again! My throat hardly hurts at all any more. And my sinuses have totally cleared up. I am SOOOOO thrilled. I'm actually gonna go to class tomorrow. How bout them apples huh?
And i bought myself a humidifier at Walmart last night. Sure it's small and noisy but I was able to breathe last night for the first time in ages so I'm not complaining.
Must start thinking about actually DOING things again. Like hw, and rehearsal, and de-funkifying my room. It's incredibly nasty in here. I'll bet it smells. Heck, I bet I smell. Even if I have been taking two or three baths a day, I've been wearing dirty clothes for a week cause I had no money to do laundry.
Ooh, I drank soda today. Haven't had soda in a while. Haven't wanted any. I MUST be getting better if my junk cravings are returning. I actually turned down part of a hersheys bar that Gemma offered me last night, beleive that? Gemma. Now there is a woman who i am quite sure will be glad to see me get back to class. She's prolly SOOOOO damn tired of having me loaf around the house. She hasn't had any real privacy round here since I became house bound last week. I'm glad she was able to put up with me so gracefully.
I have too much OJ in the fridge. Maybe Gemma will help me drink the rest of it.
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A Very Saylor Valentine
Updated Friday, February 14, 2003, 4:37 PM
Okay, so, I'm an idiot.
I was stupid enough to sleep through acting class today and in doing so missed receiving the singing valentine Tina sent me :( That made me sad. I look forward to my singing valentine's every year and on my last one at Knox i miss it. I suck :-p
Was a challenge to make it through two classes today. I kept getting headaches and just wanting to get up and leave. But i survived and my teachers know I'm not dead.
Ate lunch with Aaron Saylor this afternoon. That was very pleasant. He asked if I was doing any better, which kinda surprised me cause I dunno who told him I was sick. While we were eating Krista came over and inquired about my health, and in the process I realized something peculiar: I've never really considered myself one of the "theater people" at this school, but lately I've felt much more embraced by the theater department than by the English department.
I mean Aaron was telling me that the rumor in the theater department was that I had mono disguised as somethig else, and thats why I'd been gone from classes and rehearsal and what not. The fact that the theater profs and students knew more about what was keeing me out of class, or at least had a more concrete if no necessarily accurate idea about it than any of my English profs kinda says something.
I've always been at the outskirts of the writing community around here. I'm not a catch person, not a bladu person, not a TKS person, not a weekly forum person. Without involvement in these organizations you can never really be respected as a writer at this school. Thats a fact.
But when it comes to theater, all you need to do is appear in a production or two and they totally embrace you. No shit. If you get cast in more than one show, if people see you on stage multiple times and they LIKE what they see, than you can build a name for yourself as a respected performer. I'm not saying I'm a celebrity or anything, but at present I've worked with most members of the theater faculty and student body pretty closely at one point or another, I've built a reputation of being easy to work with, and plain and simple, people in CFA know who I am. Participating and becoming known in your field is what gets you respect.
And in the theater department there are more paths through which to become "known." One can become known as a performer like Mary Morales, as a dancer like Katy Biver, as a lighting designer like Aaron, as a set constructor like Agnes, a costume designer like Katy Conover, or a stage manager like Krista. In the writing community you can only become known through writing. And if the department does not value you as a writer than any editorial or even copy editing positions are closed to you.
So, yeah, it' strange. Seems like the people giving me hugs in the hallways these days, the ones sitting next to me in class, and eating meals with me, are theater people, and...I just don't really know how that happened I guess. There something really good about it, knowing that there is a field of study that I'm learning how to excel at, and a group of students who are willing to reward me for my efforts. But it feels weird since it's not in the field that I've devoted the most time, energy, and passion to. It's not the one I LONG to be respected within.
But...anyway...
Aaron walked me home after Am Lit. And we talked about Rob, and Walt Whitman, and the silly Christian girl in our class who refuses to acknowledge the sexual imagery in Leaves of Grass. Seems as though I've spent a large chunk of my waking time with Aaron today, hence the title of this entry.
And I guess I had to get to it sooner or later: Valentine's Day. Yeah, no plans for me. Gemma and Jon are going out to dinner and a movie. Personally i wouldn't mind just sleeping all night since I only got three hours last night. But if I'm feeling adventurous i may drg myself to see the Calvin Problem in studio theater. I know Cori is going tonight so I may run into her.
*shrugs* Valentine's Day is less of a deal this year then it has been in a while. Usually I hold an anti-valentines get together at the very least. But not this year. Have no tolerance for petty romantic dilemmas this year. Too much has happened. We're gonna pretend it isn't happening this year. Yup. Not gonna go looking for the couples for the sole purpose of glaring at them. Nope I'm gonna stay in, watch tv, and not think about Kirk.
I Need
Updated Tuesday, February 4, 2003, 3:28 AM
Oh how I hate my life AGAIN this week. Let me count the ways:
1)I'm getting sick
2)I'm broke. I'm talkin serious broke. I'm so broke I've been scrounging the couch cushions for change. At present I am worth all of 50 cents. No shit.
3)I am all out of Ibueprofen, Sudafed, and vitamin C so I cannot take anything to make myself feel better, and because I am broke I can't run out to buy anything.
4)I'm WAY behind on my acting reading
5)Way behind on my daily responses for Rob
6)WOEFULLY behind on my journals and responses for Magali.
7) I only got 2 hours of sleep yesterday and by the looks of it, I won't be getting much more then that tonight, or any other night this week.
8) I have no clean clothes
9)My room is a pig sty. Even I'm disgusted and thats saying something.
10)I'm STILL gaining weight. I can barely fit into the new jeans I bought over Christmas :( Every piece of clothing I own makes me look fat. Can't tell you how great that is for my self image.
11)The weather is turning schizo again. It was 50 degrees yesterday. Today it's like 20.
12)Rehearsal schedule keeps changing which basically means I need to be on call, ready to go out and rehearse whenever Liz decides she wants me. We've tossed the idea of routine and regularity out the window.
I feel so gross :-p
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Sick Me
Updated Thursday, February 6, 2003, 2:00 AM
I love my roommate tonight. I love her more than God. I love my roommate's best friend as well. You know why? Because it's almost 1 AM and the two of them have gone off to Wahlgreens to buy me Sudafed and Orange Juice because I am big time, hardcore, major league SICK!!!! And I'm also broke.
I woke up this morning so weak I couldn't move. I've been in bed all day. Slept for about 20 hours straight. I have one of those debilitating colds that makes it impossible to even walk to the bathroom without exhausting yourself. Didn't eat for the first half of the day. Gemma has been giving me some of her Vitamin C. Jackie, Krista, and Marisa all hugged me and offered me pills during the five seconds I was actually outside today. God bless the theater girls!
I'm worried because I've had to miss more class now, AND my final Proof showing is Friday. I'm hoping I can get Dean BAiley to excuse my absences. I also hope that by staying in for the next day I can get myself well enough to perform.
Oh speaking of perform, I do have some good news. We got our new scene assignments yesterday. We are all doing scenes from Streetcar Named Desire. And Liz matched me with Noah, the sweetest, cutest little hippie Jew boy on wheels!!! I'm so glad she put us together. The two of us have worked together before, so we know we can get along, and we're both in Grapes so that will make scheduling rehearsals a bit easier. We're doing the scene between Mitch and Blanche where he turns on the light on her.
Also, I got a surprise in my mailbox the other day. My boss, Anne, dropped a candy bar in for me because last term I made super subber!!! That basically means I subbed for more people at work than any other employee. I wasn't trying for it, I just needed the money. Greed reaps its rewards.
Okay, I've ended on my positive note, I'm gonna go lie on the couch now.
Carla
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Highlights
Updated Friday, February 7, 2003, 12:23 PM
It's strep.
Went to prompt care this morning where Dr. J was of course on call. As per usual he copped a nice feel while checking me out and I was too dazed to give a shit.
Threw up while in the doctor's office, that was nice.
Got some antibiotics, some robutussin, some tylynol. Liz is letting Yaritza and I hold off our scene showing until Monday.
And I am cntagious for the next 48 hours and have been advised not to leave my house.
No Problem.
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Just Shoot Me
Updated Friday, February 7, 2003, 1:41 AM
Somebody should just shoot me now.
Please.
just.
shoot.
me.
now.
I feel like three week old shit. My sinuses are throbbing because there is way more snot deposited in them then my nasal passages are capable of holding. My mouth is dry, my skin is dry, yet I continue to sweat like crazy. Theres not one ounce of energy left in my body, yet I can't seem to sleep. I'm dizzy. I can't decide if this is a cold or a sinus infection. I really don't wanna go to the doctor cause all he'll do is give me antibiotics which will in turn give me a yeast infection and thats the last thing I need right now.
I swear i just want to die. It's a good night to die actually. It's icy cold, the air is dry, it's a great night to go sit under a tree and freeze to death. There is this untangible Poe quality in the air tonight.
Maybe my sinuses will get so stuffed up during the night that I'll suffocate. Or maybe I'll choke on my own snot. One way or the other I really don't want to get up at 8 AM and go do my final Proof showing :-p
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One Long
Updated Saturday, February 8, 2003, 8:46 PM
I'm still wishing someone would just put me out of my misery.
Been sleeping all day again. Gemma says i look better but I cetainly don't feel it. Still wish i would just die in my sleep or something. None of the medication seems to be working yet. It'll kick in for a couple hours and when it wears off I don't feel any better than when I started.
God, how am I suppose to get better by Monday?
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Homicidal Fantasy
Updated Sunday, February 9, 2003, 4:03 AM
It's 3 AM.
I should not be awake.
I should have been asleep 5 hours ago. but I'm not and you know who's fucking fault it is?
That's right, the blazing schmucks upstairs who have been blaring music since 8 this evening. The punks who have been jumping up and down on the floor and pounding on our apartment door yesirreee. They have made it impossible for me to get anything that even remotely looks like rest this evening. My headaches, I just yelled up the stairs at them so now my throat is totally shot, I've been on the verge of tears all night, not security, not nothing has been able to make them shut up.
I am going to kill them.
Mark my words, I am going to crucify each and everyone of them.
I am going to march up there one night with a knife and a baseball bat and ask them how they would like to leave this world.
God I feel nauseous. I need to get some sleep :(
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Your Tonsils Are HUGE
Updated Tuesday, February 11, 2003, 1:44 AM
Quote of the day: "Oh my God your tonsils are HUGE!!!" That is what every doctor who stuck a popsicle stick down my throat said today. (and there were about five of them. Doctor's, not tongue depressers.)
They came to the conclusion that, yes, i do have strep throat, but that I also have some anonymous viral infection that they don't have any medication for so I just have to wait it out. Bite me. But to help it run it's course they gave me a nice yummy shot of Prednizone in my butt. I love steroids. They always make me feel better. And I think it's helping because Gemma Bemma says i sound MUCH better.
Liz is still being nice about my scenes. Just keeps telling me to go home, watch soap operas, and we'll talk about it when I'm better. Somebody bless her!
New additon to Carla's wish list: a humidifier.
I swear the air in this apartment, hell, the air in this STATE is so fucking dry I don't know how anyone sleeps! Need moisture, need moisture now!
Been crazy light and sound sensitive since getting sick. Can't watch listen to..anything for more than ten minutes. Must be getting better cause I was able to watch TV for three hours tonight AND talk on the phone for two. Been relying on IM a lot recently. And my secret "I don't feel like talking to anyone other than Tina and Gayle" screen name. And i've been sitting in the dark a lot. Yeah i know it sounds depressing, but my senses just haven't been able to take the stimuli. It's more boring than anything else.
Have started doing some catch up HW. Have taken the rest of the week off work. Doc said if I dont feel better by thursday to come back to the office.
Hopefully, I won't need to.
G'night.
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All Through the Night
Updated Wednesday, February 12, 2003, 8:25 PM
Good afternoon/early evening.
Just watched two hours of some of the best Buffy EVER!!! FX showed "Pangs" and the episode where Willow casts the spell to have her will be done and makes Spike and Buffy get engaged, I don't remember the name of it. But God those two episodes are so good. Joss was at the top of his game when he wrote those. I've been laughing for two hours straight, it's fabulous!
Oh and yes i can laugh again! My throat hardly hurts at all any more. And my sinuses have totally cleared up. I am SOOOOO thrilled. I'm actually gonna go to class tomorrow. How bout them apples huh?
And i bought myself a humidifier at Walmart last night. Sure it's small and noisy but I was able to breathe last night for the first time in ages so I'm not complaining.
Must start thinking about actually DOING things again. Like hw, and rehearsal, and de-funkifying my room. It's incredibly nasty in here. I'll bet it smells. Heck, I bet I smell. Even if I have been taking two or three baths a day, I've been wearing dirty clothes for a week cause I had no money to do laundry.
Ooh, I drank soda today. Haven't had soda in a while. Haven't wanted any. I MUST be getting better if my junk cravings are returning. I actually turned down part of a hersheys bar that Gemma offered me last night, beleive that? Gemma. Now there is a woman who i am quite sure will be glad to see me get back to class. She's prolly SOOOOO damn tired of having me loaf around the house. She hasn't had any real privacy round here since I became house bound last week. I'm glad she was able to put up with me so gracefully.
I have too much OJ in the fridge. Maybe Gemma will help me drink the rest of it.
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A Very Saylor Valentine
Updated Friday, February 14, 2003, 4:37 PM
Okay, so, I'm an idiot.
I was stupid enough to sleep through acting class today and in doing so missed receiving the singing valentine Tina sent me :( That made me sad. I look forward to my singing valentine's every year and on my last one at Knox i miss it. I suck :-p
Was a challenge to make it through two classes today. I kept getting headaches and just wanting to get up and leave. But i survived and my teachers know I'm not dead.
Ate lunch with Aaron Saylor this afternoon. That was very pleasant. He asked if I was doing any better, which kinda surprised me cause I dunno who told him I was sick. While we were eating Krista came over and inquired about my health, and in the process I realized something peculiar: I've never really considered myself one of the "theater people" at this school, but lately I've felt much more embraced by the theater department than by the English department.
I mean Aaron was telling me that the rumor in the theater department was that I had mono disguised as somethig else, and thats why I'd been gone from classes and rehearsal and what not. The fact that the theater profs and students knew more about what was keeing me out of class, or at least had a more concrete if no necessarily accurate idea about it than any of my English profs kinda says something.
I've always been at the outskirts of the writing community around here. I'm not a catch person, not a bladu person, not a TKS person, not a weekly forum person. Without involvement in these organizations you can never really be respected as a writer at this school. Thats a fact.
But when it comes to theater, all you need to do is appear in a production or two and they totally embrace you. No shit. If you get cast in more than one show, if people see you on stage multiple times and they LIKE what they see, than you can build a name for yourself as a respected performer. I'm not saying I'm a celebrity or anything, but at present I've worked with most members of the theater faculty and student body pretty closely at one point or another, I've built a reputation of being easy to work with, and plain and simple, people in CFA know who I am. Participating and becoming known in your field is what gets you respect.
And in the theater department there are more paths through which to become "known." One can become known as a performer like Mary Morales, as a dancer like Katy Biver, as a lighting designer like Aaron, as a set constructor like Agnes, a costume designer like Katy Conover, or a stage manager like Krista. In the writing community you can only become known through writing. And if the department does not value you as a writer than any editorial or even copy editing positions are closed to you.
So, yeah, it' strange. Seems like the people giving me hugs in the hallways these days, the ones sitting next to me in class, and eating meals with me, are theater people, and...I just don't really know how that happened I guess. There something really good about it, knowing that there is a field of study that I'm learning how to excel at, and a group of students who are willing to reward me for my efforts. But it feels weird since it's not in the field that I've devoted the most time, energy, and passion to. It's not the one I LONG to be respected within.
But...anyway...
Aaron walked me home after Am Lit. And we talked about Rob, and Walt Whitman, and the silly Christian girl in our class who refuses to acknowledge the sexual imagery in Leaves of Grass. Seems as though I've spent a large chunk of my waking time with Aaron today, hence the title of this entry.
And I guess I had to get to it sooner or later: Valentine's Day. Yeah, no plans for me. Gemma and Jon are going out to dinner and a movie. Personally i wouldn't mind just sleeping all night since I only got three hours last night. But if I'm feeling adventurous i may drg myself to see the Calvin Problem in studio theater. I know Cori is going tonight so I may run into her.
*shrugs* Valentine's Day is less of a deal this year then it has been in a while. Usually I hold an anti-valentines get together at the very least. But not this year. Have no tolerance for petty romantic dilemmas this year. Too much has happened. We're gonna pretend it isn't happening this year. Yup. Not gonna go looking for the couples for the sole purpose of glaring at them. Nope I'm gonna stay in, watch tv, and not think about Kirk.
