2 more weeks

Only 2 more weeks of school and only 2 more weeks of Facebook. Then FB gets shut down for the summer thanks to Sigma Kappa's rush rules. I've already started packing up stuff and taking it home. I'll continue to pack stuff and send it home with Dad, but I'm not going home again until school lets out.

Finals start this week with my Biology lab final tomorrow. I'm not stressing. I have a 100% in there and the final is a practical. Identify this, label that, etc. I am studying for it with a friend tonight, so don't think I'm ignoring it either. Just not worried about it. As our TA told us, don't stress. Most people have a high enough grade they only need to make a 28% or so to keep their A.

But I am worried about my math/biology final seeing as they're both on Wednesday, May 19th. And back-to-back. So not an 8am and a 2pm, but a 12:30 and a 2pm. I think my psych final is Tuesday, May 18th and I know my Chem final is Thursday May 20th at 8am. So, I will sleep the rest of Thursday away, pack some, and finish packing Friday and head home. We'll see how all that works out. I need an A on all of these tests (except the lab final of course.. the one I actually have TIME to study for!)... let the stressing commence in 6 days...

-Annie

Things I learned in my freshman year of college...

1. No matter what you did in high school that made you awesome, no one cares anymore.
2. Rushing was the best decision I could have made (go ahead and rub it in, Anjea).
3. Having an 8am class every day really gives you a solid routine, more like the real world.
4. This is not the real world. Boo 8am!!!
5. When free food is offered, don't pass it up.
6. Don't step on PIKE property without being a PIKE, dating a PIKE, or standing with a PIKE.
7. This really is the best time of your life. Enjoy it.
8. Be sure of who you are and what you believe in because sometimes it's all you have.
9. STUDY early.
10. STUDY during lunch.
11. STUDY at night.
12. The library is only open until 11, but Tolly is open until 2.
13. Only the 5th floor is the quiet floor.
14. Make memories!!!!
15. Occasionally, it really is ok to stay up until 2am or later even when you have an 8am class.
16. Remember what you learned in high school because, dang it, it comes back.
17. Learn the areas of campus that flood... like just outside your door.
18. Time flies way too quickly.
19. Respect your roommate, they know where you live.
20. Teachers like to move class to another building than the one assigned on the first day. Get there early so you still have time to sprint across campus and not be late.
21. Go to the football games!
22. And remember, college is still school. Do your work, make good grades, and then have fun. But don't forget the fun part either.

If I have more, I'll add them in. But now, it's 2:12am and I have a quiz at 8am tomorrow. So good night!

-Annie

Hot hot hot!

Look, I know it's May, I know I live in the south, and I know the humidity is always high... but seriously I should not feel this hot. I've been "dunking" my head into the freezer to cool me off! I still sleep on ice packs. I'm in a tank-top and shorts today and am still on fire even when the AC is turned up and directly on me. What is wrong with me?! I know I am always warm when I feel sick, but this is awful.

Ok, time to tell the story of my freaky illness on Wednesday. Monday night, I pulled an all-nighter to get homework done for a test I had at 8am Tuesday. Then I slept for 12 hours Tuesday night and studied the second half of Wednesday (because I had class and then rush workshop). So my friend Samantha and I were studying at my apartment until 2:15am. We had just finished when I commented on how dizzy I felt. I stood up and was really dizzy and nauseated. She asked what she could do to help. I said that since I thought it was because I was tired, I just needed sleep, so she left. I called Liz because I knew she was close and studying all night and she's in nursing school now. She said I needed to drink some water. I stood up to go get some and I fell to the floor, too weak to move. She asked if I could get to the door to unlock it. "No". So I woke up my roommate and she unlocked the door instead. This is 2:30am. I get back in bed and Liz gets me water. She feels my skin and I am hot to the touch. I am on fire. She grabs and icepack for my back (which I still sleep on) and Dr. Pepper cans for under my knees and one for under my chin. The room was spinning down and to the left. She got me a trashcan so I could throw up if I needed to. She also got me crackers to get the salt off of (usually makes me feel better) and to munch on something. Liz stayed with me until 5:30 that morning when I finally felt good enough to go to sleep. I still haven't recovered. I'm still burning up all the time (see first paragraph) and I feel nauseous a lot. I think the nausea is from the antibiotic but I'm not sure what the heat is for. Oh, and we took my temperature: 97.1 I'm just weird.

I still don't feel well right now so I think I'm going to eat some more soup. It usually helps things. It puts food in my system without overloading it. Ughh... I'm ready to feel better!!!!!!!!!!!!! And if I knew what was causing me to feel sick, that would really speed up the process.

-Annie

ps. My neighbor upstairs that I know saw me walking to my door today. She gave me a sideways look and said "I didn't know you lived downstairs....." My (already sick) stomach did flips. We'll see tomorrow what happens with that. Nothing, I hope.

Because the moment was so great...

I took a picture of the LAST TOBI EVER!!!!!!!

(disclaimers: 1- This assuming I never have to be put back on it, 2- Sorry, it's 8 in the morning, forgive me for my appearance.)

I took a picture where I know I look so excited I look like my IQ has dropped several tens of points, but I also know I really am that excited.

Still with family and coping well.

-Annie

Unexpected change of plans

I was going to post my latest school excitement, recent crazy sickness, and other such life info, when my plans suddenly changed: my grandfather died Friday night. I took it well when my mom called, probably because I was DDing for some friends and had to keep it together, but once I was back in my empty apartment, I began to sob. And I cried until I couldn't anymore. Then I called my mom wanting to be at home with my family. I hadn't planned to come home, I was going to stay and study and work on projects and such, but there was no way I could stay by myself. So mom left around 12:15 this "morning" to come get me. It's now 3:15am on Tuesday and I'm doing treatment before I get some sleep. My puppy is curled up on my legs.

I don't think it's hit me yet. The words "Pappaw has passed" doesn't make sense. Crap, here come the tears again. But really, those words don't seem to fit together. It's not a dream-like feeling, but it's not real feeling either. It's just surreal. And slow moving. Like everything has come to a stand-still but we're still moving.

I think one of the worst parts is that I feel guilty because I don't have time. His passing came at a really stressful and difficult time for me to slow down. I feel guilty because I feel I'm being selfish. But I think I was being selfish I wouldn't have emailed all of my professors saying I'm not coming to class and then come home.

No one is really sure how the weekend/week is going to go. I don't want to speculate though.

The mysterious sickness I mentioned earlier in the post is still coming and going. I'll talk about it on another post.

My eyes are burning and I just started TOBI. Only 5 more vials after this and then I'm done with TOBI for good.

-Annie