The pressure is building and it's making me week; hence my sick body. I'm behind in school and I'm drowning. I need sleep. I need a doctor. I need to finish my work. I need a friend. I need help.
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On Friday, a resident complained about a dead bird in the laundry room. I went to clear it out, but it was still alive...barely. I cut off the strings and hairs that wrapped his (?) injured body and took him outside to die. When I realized that he wasn't going to die within the next few minutes, I placed him on a paper towel in a box lid and brought him to the RA office. Ralphie lay twitching the entire three hours I was in there. After my shift, a friend and I placed him on the roof of a bike shack because rules say that I cannot have him in my room. I thought for sure his end would come soon.
Around 2am I checked on little Ralph, who was still alive. Since it was cold, I broke the rules and brought him back to my warm dorm. There, his little body gave in to the 8-hour fight. My friend, Matt and I held a service for the resilient bird.
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Sunday was my sister's bachelorette party. I woke up feeling sick and was stressed because I needed to plan my program for Monday but I sucked it up and went to the Angels game. The game was fun; it took my mind off things and we won! Side note: I didn't know that Mike's Hard Lemonade was more alcohol than beer and I definitely had two...
After that the seven of us proceeded to ESPN Zone in Downtown Disney. The food was good and the service excellent (with the exception of boring ol' Dennis). It was at the restaurant that the "Bachelorette Dare Cards" cards were passed out. I had to dance with someone younger than me and get a guy to give me a piggyback ride. DONE.
Afterwards, we wandered Downtown Disney and I bought me a Minnie Chocolate Caramel Apple, which I enjoyed at a bar.
I experienced new things left and right. My sister tried to hook me up with several men, I danced to Brother Yusef, and hung out with 23 year-olds.
Towards the end of the night the sickness took me and I had to still plan my program. Back to shitty square one.
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Monday started off similar to Sunday's ending. I woke up stressed; I vomited my breakfast, and then made my way to class, only thinking about all the work I had to accomplish. Thank God for Jenna.
I once had this friend that I called all the time, but things have changed. He doesn't answer my calls, he never responds to texts, and he doesn't call back. When does he call? When he has girl problems or wants to share how funny he is. I guess I'm a "when convenient" friend to him.
I let it out with the intentions of getting how I felt off my chest, only to build more pressure. He's angry and I'm angrier. I don't need his friendship, I guess. I mean, I've been doing without it for quite some time now.
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Here I am now.
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