Today I was late for class. I didn’t really want to even go, but I HAD to. I drove to school and parked in clinic parking right behind Seaton. Class was alright. Better than to be expected. As I was distracted and forgot to move my car I received a parking ticket.

I thought to myself… Why not just arrange an appointment at the clinic so that I can get the parking ticket validated … Well, it turned out to be more of an advantage than I though. I wound up talking to a lady about how stressed I was and how I just didn’t feel like trying anymore… I came out with a lot off my chest AND I got out of my ticket. I actually arranged more appointments because I think I needed someone to just listen to what I have to say about how I feel and get some things out there that I have been storing away.

I found out the simple pleasures of Call Hall on campus…. I had no clue that this existed. The reason for my excitement is the absolutely wonderful FRESH whole milk they sell there. I have been in heaven. I love this MILK! YAYAYAYAY! It reminds me of when I was a kid when we got fresh from the farm milk… Too bad Call Hall didn’t sell it in a glass jug. THAT WOULD SO COMPLETE!