Today is one of those days where it started off a lot worse than it ended. Wednesday night, I worked at the IT desk in the GTL from 7 until 10. About 8 pm, I started to develop a splitting headache. Thinking it was a side effect from being sick these past couple of weeks, I sucked it up and finished out my shift, knowing that sleep was the only cure for it.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t.
I woke up at 7 am for my lovely Freshman Writing class. If you know me, I usually pop out of bed in the morning like a piece of nicely browned toast. I’m annoyingly cheerful and peppy. But when my alarm went off this morning, I could barely move to hit the snooze button. I’ve only ever hit the snooze button on accident, then I spring out of bed even faster saying frantic curse words because I don’t want my alarm going off in the shower and waking others up.
So I fell back asleep until my roomie’s alarm woke me up at 730. Today was the first time I just rolled out of bed and went to class. I just did not have the energy to get myself into a pair of jeans. I was just so physically exhausted, and my head was pounding even worse than it had been last night.
I wouldn’t have gone to freshman writing, but we had an in class essay that I thought I should take. I took it, and left promptly after to go back to bed and sleep until 10 am. Then I proceeded to stay in bed until about 11 when I realized that I was hungry and should probably take some meds. Which I did.
Oh and I got coffee. Coffee is a godsend in college.
I went back and laid down, did some reading, listened to music, drew a little bit. Took it easy. I guess today was a day just for myself. Sometimes I forget to do that. But it becomes necessary at some point. I think we all need some mental health days like the one I had today.
And what just made my day even better; I’m going to NYC over Thanksgiving Break with the boyfriend to see my one of my favorite shows before it closes. Yay!
Last Sunday night, a few of us from Christian Fellowship went on a hayride with the Southside Alliance youth group. It was nice to get off campus, enjoy some of the beautiful fall scenery, and eat some chili. We all crowded around the porch analyzing the six different types. The beef chili won first prize but the kielbasa chili was my personal favorite!
I chose to come to Elmira College because I just knew I’d fit on from the moment I got on campus. I knew I was meant to go to EC. I was lucky that I was able to get in. I honestly had nowhere else I wanted to go to. I probably would’ve ended up at The College of New Jersey. It would’ve been nice, but nowhere near as cool as Elmira is.