I had. Today, my very first sort of out of the blue moved. My Big (a sister at sorority) and I went out to grab for an ice-cream at 9 p.m. She initiated the meeting and asked if an ice-cream shop would be okay. Well, she probably forgot that I don’t eat dairy, but I didn’t want to be difficult about not wanting to eat ice-cream, because I can, but just do not choose to eat. I reasoned that putting other people wishes above mine is a good thing to do and eating an ice-cream and enjoying her company is okay to have once in awhile. I, sometimes, eat a piece of cake, which has dairy in it and I was fine, so I reasoned that a cup of ice-cream wouldn’t be all that bad and she was being kind to ask to hang-out tonight. So, I said, “Yes! I wouldn’t mind at all!”
Well, at the ice-cream shop, we had a pretty good conversation. It was mostly her talking because I enjoyed listening. Anyway, she told me interesting story about her and her boyfriend. That’s was cool. My Big is a really nice girl.
After the meeting ended, I drove home, turned on the K-LOVE (a Christian radio station) and listened to Christian and some Christmas musics. It was so great!
I came back to my dorm, sat, looked over my phone, and started to realized that I felt sluggish, tight, and kind of fat. I know, you might think that I must be crazy! How could a bowl of ice-cream that I didn’t even finish made me feel fat. Well, it sort of did. I felt tight as if my stomach was in shocked and couldn’t digest the ice-cream well. I felt weird inside my stomach and felt like wanting it to come out.
After feeling sort of ill, I decided to go for a run, so I can burn off the calories and potentially feel better. So I did, and went out for a jog. It was 41 degree Fahrenheit outside. I wore enough layers that I didn’t feel as cold, but my hand and face were naked, without any fabric covering them, so it was chilly there, but other than that I simply kept jogging, which I hadn’t done it in a long time~
I ran while listened to my Beats headphone at the same time, but I soon realized how unwilling it was to run against the cold wind. I ran for a good 4 minutes, then stop, remembered thinking to myself how hard it was. My throat started hurting as I continued running against the cold wind. I thought to myself, this isn’t as easy, which I sort of had anticipated. I ran once again, and then stopped, then ran and stoped. I did this running and stopping for about three times, because my throat was hurting. After that I saw a white university truck, which I had this movie running though my mind about being kidnapped, so I ran away from the truck. After that I started seeing the light, so I thought that I will run to that light ahead, make a U-turn and then back to my dorm. So, I decided to simply run toward the night light on the side walk. I was determined, but then I started to see the white university truck again and it was parked next to my night light, so I thought, what even! I quickly turned around and head the opposite direction. Forget about the light, I am heading back to my dorm this time.
So I quickly ran, which by now my body had already gotten the rhythm of me trying to exercise, so I was okay and just kept on running without having to stop because of my throat. I ran and ran, until I started to detect a car light behind me, which was a Lexus that passed me, so I was relieved. I then detected another vehicle light, this time it was the white truck, so I just ran. When I saw it moving in an opposite direction from me, so I was feeling okay.
I finally made it back to my dorm and I started to realized that I did not have my key to open my dorm, so I was worried once again.
I made a call to the CA and someone picked up. When he met me, I knew that he wasn’t that happy because I might could as well be woken him up in the middle of the night form a sweet dream because it was 12 in the morning.
Anyway, I made it back into my dorm, took a shower, and now am writing a blog about the kind of crazy story that just happened and I need to go to sleep now. Adios.