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I got up at 6am this morning for polo. Geeeez. Anyway, it was good, except for the minor issue of me having a super fun experience which included me, a horse, a wall, and the arena floor. Good times. Technically, I fell twice, but the first was more of a controlled, slide-off-and-manage-to-stay-on-my-feet sort of fall. The second was much more...violent. But hey, that's what comes with learning something new, right? Anyway, I felt pretty fine afterwards, my head and back hurt a bit (naturally) but nothing bad. I hopped back on the horse, and continued practicing. It wasn't until after I got off that I started feeling realllly badly. And about an hour or so later, when I started riding again, I started feeling REALLY bad. By the time we were unmounting for the day, I was like, ok, I can't do this. I couldn't get the dumb saddle over the rail. So, while everyone else worked, I sat and felt like I was about to die. My head, my stomache, freezing, about to fall asleep... No fun. The general concensus was a concussion. Anyway, on the ride back to Pullman, I finally started feeling better-- in fact, 45 minutes later, as I got out of the car to figure out how to get into my dorm (I was a genius and left my keys on my desk), I felt almost normal. I feel a billion times better now, and if I just sit and don't move, I feel like nothing is different, it's only when I get up and move around I sort of feel it in my head. Anywaaay that was my exciting day. Needless to say, I skipped on going to the game (I know, I know, it was even homecoming...), but since it was a depressing loss anyway, I'm not too broken up over it. I should be doing homework/LEARNING PHYSICS. But I'm not. I'm going to try and make the meeting in a bit, so we'll see how that goes.
The end!
The end!