Sunday, July 31, 2011

July 28

I thought the Lesbian couple was going to stay because I heard them mention something about being here Friday, but they moved out. I quickly got up and left for school, and ended up being 30 minutes early. So I withdrew the very last of my money and bought a chai latte and waffle for breakfast. Then walked to class with Manuel. After about 15 minutes into our class, our professor still hadn’t showed up. Weird. Everyone else seemed content to wait for him, chatting, but I figured out that he must be in the wrong room.. So, I used the room phone to call for help. They confirmed that we were in the right room, then transferred me to the BEL faculty, where the Advisor said she had seen him leave 30 minutes ago! I told her to call him, so she called me back and told me he was on his way. Weird. Anyway, class started and I forgot how much I like this professor. He’s kind of no-bullshit, but also laid back and talks to us like real people, and explains things fairly well. He just talked to us about what we were scared about, regarding the upcoming report and then through that gave us some structure and beginning points. He also treats us like masters students. He doesn’t baby us and he skips over major parts and says  “I expect you to figure this out because you’re in a masters program.” Anyway, it was good, but I need to have my topic by next week, so I’m a little scared. It’s moving fast. Good thing I can concentrate on this class!!

After class, I went to the library for a bit and got a few books on the topics I am interested in, then I headed home and read for an hour or so about each of the topics. Showered, tried to skype with both my mom and Steven, but that failed because the internet was too slow or something. Then made some dinner and took a 20 minute nap. Then I got ready to meet Lina for Salsa dancing at Cloudland. I headed out around 7:30 and as I was crossing the street to meet her at the barracks, I got hit by a car!!! I waited for the green walk sign, was halfway across the intersection and then I heard people on the sidewalk say “LOOK OUT!” I turned and saw a taxi cab coming straight for me. He was breaking, I screamed, and took a couple steps away, but I knew it wasn’t enough and I thought, Oh shit. This is going to be really bad. Hospital, death, paralysed?! I put my hand out and braced myself because I knew he was going to hit me. I’m not quite sure what happened when he did hit me, I think maybe I put my hand out and bounced off with my hand, because I don’t feel the impact of it anywhere on my body. He did hit me though, because I went flying, half way out of my shoes and for a second I thought I could land it. I thought I could just stumble forward and not fall, but I stepped on the heel of my shoe wrong and suddenly I was falling. I got up pretty quickly because I didn’t want to be in the middle of the street and because I was flashing onlookers with my short dress. They all asked if I was OK and I screamed at the taxi driver to pull over. He pulled over immediately and then a bus behind him pulled up and blocked the intersection, honking. But I wasn’t going to let the taxi go any further and I demanded his information. He pulled it out quickly and I started to copy down the information into my phone. Other people got the cab number and license plate. By this time the other side of traffic had a green light and were honking. The taxi driver asked for my information, but I told him I was going to the Barracks and he could go around the block and get it from me there. Then a man gave me his name and number (a witness) and so did one of the other young people. The young people walked me to the barracks and waited a bit with me... I was still shaking and the adrenaline was rushing. I let them go to where they needed to get to and Lina came a few minutes later. No taxi, so I left with Lina and told her what happened. I can’t believe it, but I have no scratches, no bruises, nothing! I feel pretty lucky to have escaped this experience with ZERO injuries.

Anyway, then off to the Valley, where we met up with some of her friends (who are from Phoenix) and Christian came. Dancing, drinking (me mostly watching the dancing) and catching up with Lina and Christian. At one point this guy came and sat down, but when I came back from the bathroom, he got up. Then when I was sitting alone and everyone else was dancing he came and sat down again. Most people ask “hey, can I sit here, or can I sit here until your friends get back”, but he didn’t. Then when everyone came back, he still didn’t move. I went to go to the bathroom, when I came back, I said, excuse me, that’s my seat. He ignored me and pretended not to hear me. Then Christian was trying to level with him and I was still talking to him and he said to me basically, something like fuck off, I’m talking to him. Lina shouted “Don’t talk to my friend like that!” And then I let him have it. I yelled at him some more and he continued to ignore and say that he didn’t have to move. I went outside and got security, who at first made fun of me for my Californian accent and then helped. He ignored them at first and then finally they were able to kick him out. Pretty funny. But I think Lina and I scared the others with our sudden bitchiness. Oh well. Don’t mess with us!! The rest of the night was good, then Lina drove me home and I stumbled into a full room of sleeping people...

Roommates: Lesbian couple out, 2 German girls and 1 Aussie in for one night. 

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