Me, In A Nutshell

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.

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14 thoughts on “Me, In A Nutshell

  1. Great post! I love the whole “I ran, it hurt, I stopped” quote! hehe 🙂 I totally feel that way too sometimes!!

  2. Those were not irrational tears. I love that man or at least what he was doing. What a beautiful way to make a statement about our need for human connection!

  3. Well it must be hereditary because I cried too, but then I cry at the Hallmark commercials, Disney movies and the news. But that is the end of our agreement for today, because I’m not so into thinking the Turbie Towel is cool….. hmmmm.

  4. Hahahhaa. I love the turbie towel. I cried at least twice today, too. Sometimes it just happens. I wish I’d eaten 4 pieces of bread. I was too lazy to go anywhere for lunch and made do with what I had at home…which unfortunately did not include bread. 🙂 I’m ready for Friday!

  5. That video made me tear up as well. Its so darn powerful!! I think we all have those days where tears just come so easily. And as for the turbie twist… I think you owe your viewers a picture of you wearing one. 🙂

  6. This post is hysterical. I laughed out loud at least three times. First, bread?! Eat the whole darn loaf. Second, turbie twist! Right on! Third, run hurt stop… love it! Story of my life with just about everything right now. And finally Fourth, crying in school. We should start a cry-ers club!

  7. Hahaha, I’m so sorry for your crappy day – but you are a great writer because it was hilarious to read! I know what you mean about your cat. I’m a dog person & I LOVE that saying “God, please help me to be the person that my dog thinks I am.” I think it nicely puts how our pets think we are the best people in the WORLD (I’ve always thought this was moreso for dogs, but I’m glad your cat is giving you the same self-esteem boost). Hopefully tomorrow is better!

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