My foot

The weekend is here! Yesterday was a bit disappointing. I always feel really crappy after I talk to my advisors. I have another meeting with my pre-med advisor today at 3:00 so I'll probably be depressed after that too. I don't know, I just feel like the world is coming too an end and it's too much to digest at once. Which probably explains my delirium when I walked into South Hall to make an appointment.

I thought I was going into the right building and I ran up the three stairs because of my anxiety complex. Unfortunately for me I didn't see the half stair that was a bit further away after the third stair. I kept running, tripped over the half step and went face first into the glass doors. The weed smokers on the side of the building laughed at me. Of course I tried to play it cool and I walked in like nothing happened (the side of my foot was bleeding, that's what you get for being stupid). So, I went towards the same room that I went to first quarter.

"Hey can I make an appointment for advising?" I asked.

"Um.. this is the Breast Cancer Research Foundation" says the lady.

Oh. I look down at my boobs. Yep. No breast cancer. I think I'm good. Really though, how embarrassing. Who does that? Well to conclude this story I found my way into the right building.

Hopefully this John guy (the advisor) will be useful. He's not one of the peer advisors he's a staff member which is very rare because usually they're too cheap to waste staff members on Freshmen. I guess I'm just going to have to seduce him into making me a four year plan. Too bad my seduction skills are a bit shabby. Anyone have tips for me?

Have a good weekend guys, hopefully I will too.

run in circles & bleach the floor <3