Colorado.
So, it snows here. A lot. I welcome the sound of snow crunching under my boots. I pretend that they are tiny snow colonies and I am a stranger known as "globalization" and I destroy them. It's poetic.
I went into the ER two days ago for intense abdominal pain. The doctor wrote me a prescription for two painkillers, at my request. I only wanted one for the night and one for the next day so that I could go to classes before I was able to pick up my other medication. The pharmacy gave me 14. I would say count your blessings, but I can affirm that I have exactly 12 more blessings than I should have.
Anyways, I have gastritis. Apparently, this means that you can't eat a lot of stuff frequently. It doesn't mean to cut it out of your diet completely, but it does mean that if you have certain stuff more than once or twice a month, your gallbladder could erupt and take over your stomach and murder it. I'm pretty sure that's science. Don't quote me on that.
Classes are fantastic. I have wonderful, engaging professors that make their classes seem like they're going to be challenging but rewarding. I can now say that in my entire life, that has only happened to me four times. Guess how many classes I've been to? Yep. Four. Colorado State knows what's up.
I made an Asian friend named Molly today. She's cute. She plays the flute. She has a friend in the class that NEVER SHUTS UP EVER OMG I WANT TODDDHEFKUHEFK but even then her friend seems really sweet. I'm just going to have to ask Chatty Cathy to be quiet if she utters another answer under her breath before the professor gives it. That should help! If not, only 4 months left of class. Three times a week.
Jason is cute and I love him. I try to pluck his eyebrows while he sleeps. He's getting ready for his Warhammer Nerdament on Saturday the 28th.
I just ate an entire Hershey's Cookies and Cream bar when I'm not supposed to have any chocolate. Which I forgot. Until now.
I went into the ER two days ago for intense abdominal pain. The doctor wrote me a prescription for two painkillers, at my request. I only wanted one for the night and one for the next day so that I could go to classes before I was able to pick up my other medication. The pharmacy gave me 14. I would say count your blessings, but I can affirm that I have exactly 12 more blessings than I should have.
Anyways, I have gastritis. Apparently, this means that you can't eat a lot of stuff frequently. It doesn't mean to cut it out of your diet completely, but it does mean that if you have certain stuff more than once or twice a month, your gallbladder could erupt and take over your stomach and murder it. I'm pretty sure that's science. Don't quote me on that.
Classes are fantastic. I have wonderful, engaging professors that make their classes seem like they're going to be challenging but rewarding. I can now say that in my entire life, that has only happened to me four times. Guess how many classes I've been to? Yep. Four. Colorado State knows what's up.
I made an Asian friend named Molly today. She's cute. She plays the flute. She has a friend in the class that NEVER SHUTS UP EVER OMG I WANT TODDDHEFKUHEFK but even then her friend seems really sweet. I'm just going to have to ask Chatty Cathy to be quiet if she utters another answer under her breath before the professor gives it. That should help! If not, only 4 months left of class. Three times a week.
Jason is cute and I love him. I try to pluck his eyebrows while he sleeps. He's getting ready for his Warhammer Nerdament on Saturday the 28th.
I just ate an entire Hershey's Cookies and Cream bar when I'm not supposed to have any chocolate. Which I forgot. Until now.