Hello, my name is Camille. Today I have eaten four slices of bread, run one mile, incorrectly popped one blister, and only cried twice.
How badly do you want to be my friend right now?
To be fair to myself, two of those slices of bread were components of the sandwich I ate for lunch. The other two were shoveled in to my mouth when I got home from school. And, to be fair, I had just walked three miles.
Today I ran one mile. Apparently I am supposed to “run until it hurts”. I ran. It hurt. I stopped. Success!
Okay, are you ready for the gross one? Today I learned that there is an incorrect way to pop a blister. You see, while lotioning up my “dry as the Sahara” legs after my shower, I discovered quite a sizable double-blister on my foot. Obviously I proceeded to prod at it until it yielded to my persistent touch. Okay, this part is gross, really gross, don’t read on if you are squeamish… Okay, did you know that a blister can projectile pop? Yeah. It was kind of cool. Don’t even bother to tell me how disgusting I am, I already know.
Today I cried once during Health class. I am a bit emotional today and watching this video just tipped me over the edge.
Yeah, I really started crying. I pretended like I just had something in my eye. And I did, it was irrational tears. Then I cried again when I was walking home and I realized that I love Oregon. Like, if you can fall in love with a place, then I think I have fallen for you, Corvallis. Then I proceeded to listen to “Love Story” on repeat and cry for the rest of my walk home.
Oh, and I answered the door for the Fed-Ex man with a towel in my hair. No, not a towel, a Turbie Twist. They are the greatest/weirdest looking inventions ever and I will wear mine for at least an hour after I get out of the shower, just to look cool.
I probably shouldn’t have been allowed to interact with humans today. Thank god my cat still wants to make out with me, because after he reads this, my boyfriend wont.