Lessons Learned (or Rediscovered) While Being Sick

I've been sick for the past week and I am so ready to kick this thing in the butt!

So I decided to blog about a few of my thoughts on being sick and what I've learned during this week in which I have not done a thing.

Things I've rediscovered about being sick:
- doctors always think you are sick with something other than what you really are sick with
- one must be sick (and getting quite worse) for a few days before medication will be given
- some professors are extremely helpful when one is down and out
- other professors completely ignore one's emails and other attempts to contact them which causes heaps more stress than is needed to add to the already growing amount of stress
- being quarantined to my room gets old after the first day
- there is NOTHING good on TV during the day unless it is Ellen (in the morning) and Oprah (in the afternoon)
- I have been missing out on some amazing blogs that I used to read a lot and never do anymore. That'll be changing because they are inspirational and just so well written: http://katemcdonald.wordpress.com/
- some people are willing to brave getting sick to visit me while others avoid me like the bubonic plague even though I DO NOT have H1N1. It is those brave souls who I consider good friends because they stop by for no reason - only to say hi and to see how I am feeling.

I wasn't able to attend Seth Meyers who did a comedy show on campus as ETK's Large Event this year. I was not disappointed that I couldn't go because I didn't plan on going in the first place. Now if Tina Fey was coming, it would have been a different story entirely. Instead, I watched "Enchanted" and sang along in my very out-of-tune, scratchy and sickly voice. Haha. I love Amy Adams in that movie. Patrick Dempsey isn't too bad in the movie either.

I also watched a movied called "Ozzie" that my mother gave me for my birthday. By the end of the movie, I thought everyone was talking in Australian accents and it made me even more determined to go back to Australia. I want to see all the places I wasn't able to go to and I want to see all my friends from there. Plus that koala was so damn cute in the movie.

It is 8:15pm on a Friday night and I could go to bed right now. But I am going to hold out and maybe watch another movie, read a novel or paint. Painting is something I love to do and I just don't have time for it anymore. I wish I did. Reading on the other hand... I do for class all the time. This summer I went on a reading craze because I never get to free-read during the school year. It was a glorious time - laying out in the sunshine, sipping on some iced sun tea and just relaxing while enjoying a good book. I might pick up a book tonight too. Who knows?

Until the next time I write, la paz.

Reminiscing

I was just rereading some of my previous blog posts on here and at http://hilary-in-aus.blogspot.com/ and they make me laugh. And wonder why I posted that entry or "what was I thinking when I wrote that?!" Emotions are such a funny thing and they affect so much of our daily routines, thoughts and just life in general. My writing is definitely influenced by my emotions and it was fun to go back over and reread it and then interpret my feelings of the situation now.

And I never did do the Lent thing I had said I was going to do. I was so busy in Aussie that I didn't have time! Maybe this coming lent I will do it. I think I am going to give up the E! channel for Lent this year. Then again, I haven't watched it in 6 days (which is a record for me, if you know me) so I might have to think of something else to do.

In 3 months, it will be a year since I boarded a jet plane (or two) and headed to Adelaide, Australia. I had some of the best times of my life while I was there. I met some of the coolest, most hospitable and just amazing people I will ever know in Australia. I wouldn't trade any of the time there for anything else in this world. Those memories will last a lifetime and maybe beyond. Who knows?

I also can't believe how time has just flown and that I'm a senior in college now. Where did all of that time go? I can remember moving all of my stuff into the hallways of Clinton 3 South on freshman moving day, meeting EmilyRA and wondering who my friends were going to be. I remember not wanting to live in Clinton, but rather Centennial or Vollmer. By the end of that year, I was so glad I lived in Clinton rather than anywhere else. I met some of my best friends in that building. And crazy times were always to be had at all hours of the day and night. And now I'm going to graduate in less than a year and have to start the process all over again. Albeit no dorm rooms. All of this reminiscing makes me wish time would slow down sometimes, but then again at times it does feel slow when I'd rather it be fast. It's just a constant ebb and flow that I've learned to live with.

Well, now that I've procrastinated some more, I better get back to my paper and the other endless homework that is waiting for me.

La Paz.