I donated blood yesterday. I've wanted to for a long time, but I think I came to that decision before I was old enough and then I sorta forgot about it/didn't know where to go. Anyway, there was a blood drive going on this week in anticipation of Civil War and that's how I got to finally doing it.
By "in anticipation" I mean it was called the Civil War blood drive, but the game isn't actually until next weekend. I doubt that they predict injuries at the game severe enough to warrant an anticipatory blood drive in that sense.
I was going to go to Civil War, mostly because some of my Portland friends from this summer with OSU connections think it's a great excuse for a party. Now those "friends" don't talk to me, but I thought I might see if I could find SOMEone to go with and go anyway in order to experience a crazy big-school football game. I was going to wear a shirt with a platypus on it.
But fuck that. It's next weekend and I'm not spending Thanksgiving weekend anywhere but Portland. My Wednesday morning class is in session, but not my afternoon one, so I'm arriving around 4:30 Wednesday afternoon and leaving at a similar time on Sunday.
After that, it's really not very long until Winter Break - there's only one more week of classes and then finals. Then, we're past the point that I have plans for. I don't yet know where I'm living after I get kicked out of this house. I don't even know when registration is for winter classes, let alone what I'm trying to register for besides my 10-credit core. I don't know about any events next term. I have no earthly clue how Winter Break is going to play out either. I always have plans and structures of ideas for the future in my head. And maybe everything will catch up in the next couple of weeks. But I think I'd like it if I come home for Winter Break and say "okay... I have no idea what I'm doing now. Let's roll."
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