12 days to go
12 days to go. . tomorrow I will not see the director at all. Fortunately I know how to handle him better now - with sassy comebacks.
Director: So you finally have a room in Muenster. I assume you're staying at the Hilton.
Me: Yes, the beautiful Hilton in Muenster. Nothing but the best.
Director: (laughs and waves good bye)
Well that wasn't the sassiest ever. Livejournal doesn't have tone of voice, unfortunately. I swear it was sassier in person. Keep in mind though, that him waving good bye is a huge step from a few weeks ago, when he would just grimace and say nothing. Beautiful. We are making progress. step by step.
Despite this progress I still cannot eat very much, which is making my body weak. When I'm in Muenster it is either: eat and possibly throw up, or not eat and possibly faint. Friday I chose the latter of the two evils, nearly passed out on the stage, at which point the conductor insisted I be sent home half an hour earlier than planned. Dear Readers, if you know me at all, you will not be surprised to hear that I got irritated at him for suggesting that I am indeed sick. Head spinning, hardly seeing where I was going, but still unnerved that anybody else would take notice.
Today is better though - ate a small pizza! woo hoo! In one month I'll be in Canada! I love it!
Director: So you finally have a room in Muenster. I assume you're staying at the Hilton.
Me: Yes, the beautiful Hilton in Muenster. Nothing but the best.
Director: (laughs and waves good bye)
Well that wasn't the sassiest ever. Livejournal doesn't have tone of voice, unfortunately. I swear it was sassier in person. Keep in mind though, that him waving good bye is a huge step from a few weeks ago, when he would just grimace and say nothing. Beautiful. We are making progress. step by step.
Despite this progress I still cannot eat very much, which is making my body weak. When I'm in Muenster it is either: eat and possibly throw up, or not eat and possibly faint. Friday I chose the latter of the two evils, nearly passed out on the stage, at which point the conductor insisted I be sent home half an hour earlier than planned. Dear Readers, if you know me at all, you will not be surprised to hear that I got irritated at him for suggesting that I am indeed sick. Head spinning, hardly seeing where I was going, but still unnerved that anybody else would take notice.
Today is better though - ate a small pizza! woo hoo! In one month I'll be in Canada! I love it!