Man Alive!

(I learned that phrase from my New Testament teacher. He's a pretty legit guy. He is also kind of old but I appreciate learning from cool phrases from my elders)

This week has been a little harder for me to get my act together than usual. Does anyone else ever feel "off" for a couple days?

You know those people who walk around totally put together all the time? Not a hair out of place? Always graceful? Smiling? Attracting hordes of the opposite gender? Is anyone reading one of those people? If so, please let me know how you accomplish that. Because this week I am just NOT one of those people.

It all started early Monday morning when I rolled out of bed and two minutes later, accidentally rubbed toothpaste in my eye. Yeah. Tell me how I managed that because I have no idea. Then later Monday morning, after strenuously running up a big hill to get to campus, I ran into an old friend and right then my sweat glands decided to have a pool party and my lungs decided to give out and stop delivering oxygen. So that was really cute.

Another highlight from this week: I emerged from the basement of the library into the afternoon sun and my eyes went into denial and would not ADJUST to the harsh rays of burning sunlight attacking my face. I felt like I would go blind and I had to walk to my next class across campus. And I didn't even have my sunglasses. So I started squinting the most intense squint I could possibly manage, but that wasn't cutting it, so I put up my hands to shade my eyes... and looked like a total loser. Mind you, no one else around me was having problems with the sun. It is there, up in the sky, every day. I think my retinas just forgot how to deal with it. Then my eyes gave up on attempting to handle the sun and begin watering like crazy.

So there I was, wandering across campus, hands over my eyes, blinded by the stupid sun with tears streaming down my face. It was at this point that I wanted to dump out the contents of my backpack, pull it over my head, find some shade and curl up in the fetal position until the sun had set.

I kind of have a history with this problem:

Ruining pictures one squint at a time!

"Amy! Put your hand down!"

"But I can't seeeeeeeeee!!!"

Then I drank an entire water bottle right before class and had to go to the bathroom really bad just in time for my professor to teach us about the disastrous effects of heavy rainfall.

So if you happen to see an out-of-breath girl with toothpaste in her eye running to a bathroom with tears streaming down her face, no worries, its just me. Totally normal!! Ahaha... ha..... ha..

MAN ALIVE!!