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Feb 1, 2010

Post: 1 février 2010

First post. Wow, this feels weird. I haven't blogged since middle school, probably. My mind moves to different places super fast, so my posts will be indicative of that. I'll mention what I'm thinking about when I think about it. Nod.

-- Well, it's official. I'm going to be sick forever.
Not really, but things ne sont pas bien physically for me right now. I hope you can use context clues to figure out the French. (In case you can't--are not good.) I only have about a day left of directed use of my Advair inhaler--never thought I'd be using one of those. I have a pinched nerve around my ribcage from about a month of bronchitis, three weeks being untreated. That really needs to get better soon--getting into bed is hard enough, with a bunk and all. The bronchitis has basically manifested itself into a cold. Not awesome. But hey, it'll get better. It's just frustrating to have my body keep fighting me. I had Chem-12 done awhile back and pretty much everything is normal... :/
-- I have discovered that taking Omega 3 tablets might be good for my health/weight. Too bad they're expensive ones. Hmm.. Well, once my side gets better, I'll be able to start pilates. Yay, exercise.
-- Dr. Foley thinks I could definitely be a music major with my skills. :) I'd really love to. I need to meet with SOMEONE to see if double-majoring in psychology and music theory (with a French minor, perhaps) is even doable. I really hope it is; that's honestly the only thing making me reconsider music therapy for a job as a counseling psychologist or a physician's assistant or something. I guess I'm in college, though--I'm supposed to change my major billions of times, right?
-- I'm way too addicted to Happy Aquarium on Facebook. Oh my God.
-- I want to get a tattoo of Le Petit Prince on the underside of my right wrist. Someday. Maybe. If I can work up the courage. That book has a lot of symbolism for me. I want him to be there--a place I look at frequently, mostly 'cause I prop my head up a lot--to remind me to always try to see things from a child's perspective.
-- I would like to conclude by saying this: After all the pain, tears, and lonely nights, I feel like I finally have that guy--nay, man--I've been praying for all these years. And that, my friends, feels amazing. :)

<3 ruth.

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