That effect is my knee. It's still bruised, it still hurts to bend it past 90 degrees ... This, my friends, is why I hate stupid, drunken people at clubs. Unless, of course, I am one of them.
I slipped and fell in someone's spilled drink at a club in Dayton. It was like a monsoon of spilled drink at that. It makes me angry, thinking about it, really. No one could give a head's up? It's just all fun and games? aoihfdsaiodasjds.
So ... I found the spilled drink. Fell on my knee. Popped it. Maybe tore my meniscus. It still feels great a week later.
The entire point of this is that if this particular effect affects my trip to see my best friend in Texas, I'm going to be mad.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
Starbucks, Friday and a Busted Knee.
I'm not going to lie. I've never really been one for being extravagantly witty or over-the-top amazing with my comebacks and humor. Sure, I have my moments, but usually my life is just one big ball of awkward that I kind of take in my recently gimpy stride.
However, what I've come to realize is a personal strength is my ability to connect the dots. Maybe not immediately, but I am a firm believer in 20/20 hindsight, and having fun in seeing how things play out.
My life is a fairly good one. I'm fortunate. I have two loving parents who are still married after almost 29 years together. I have a younger brother who, after years of trials and tribulations, is home, has a job and is making an effort. I have best friends from both high school and college who all love me and I love dearly, who act as my life support at life's toughest moments. My life is, in many superficial ways, your average suburb-dwelling woman's life.
Recently, though, I was hired at my alma mater to teach English. It was a mini-dream of sorts, you could say. I was already coaching there, but then my freshman English teacher called me to tell me about a long term subbing position that opened up ... And I, despite my reluctance, took it.
It doesn't seem like much, but the past six months of teaching and having a job that I love taught me a lot ... And also took me back to 1999 where, as a freshman, I stepped through the doors of this school and thought about how much I was probably going to hate it.
There is a longer post coming up about how it all worked out and how I became the world's largest fan of cause and effect. I may post articles or videos that speak to me that may be of some interest to you, maybe not. But it is EVERYWHERE. And that much I know is certain.
However, what I've come to realize is a personal strength is my ability to connect the dots. Maybe not immediately, but I am a firm believer in 20/20 hindsight, and having fun in seeing how things play out.
My life is a fairly good one. I'm fortunate. I have two loving parents who are still married after almost 29 years together. I have a younger brother who, after years of trials and tribulations, is home, has a job and is making an effort. I have best friends from both high school and college who all love me and I love dearly, who act as my life support at life's toughest moments. My life is, in many superficial ways, your average suburb-dwelling woman's life.
Recently, though, I was hired at my alma mater to teach English. It was a mini-dream of sorts, you could say. I was already coaching there, but then my freshman English teacher called me to tell me about a long term subbing position that opened up ... And I, despite my reluctance, took it.
It doesn't seem like much, but the past six months of teaching and having a job that I love taught me a lot ... And also took me back to 1999 where, as a freshman, I stepped through the doors of this school and thought about how much I was probably going to hate it.
There is a longer post coming up about how it all worked out and how I became the world's largest fan of cause and effect. I may post articles or videos that speak to me that may be of some interest to you, maybe not. But it is EVERYWHERE. And that much I know is certain.
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