has been one of the worst and one of the best weeks since coming to Columbia.
I got to go and see Phantom of the Opera, found out I aced my midterm, had several classes shortened, completed my homework’s, got tickets to see America’s Got Talent auditions on April 12th, AND i LOVED the Hunger Games midnight premiere….
Two relationships, of which I could really care less about, ended. It’s not the people I care about, it’s the fact that it could so easily happen to me as well….. My Music Hum. professor went on medical leave due to multiple myeloma on Tuesday. (I looked up the prognosis, no known cure.) My Mech. Eng. Lab professor went on medical leave for an unknown disease on Thursday. My friend’s mother back home perished to breast cancer.
Yet despite all this, I don’t feel terrible or wonderful. I just think it makes me appreciate what I have so much more. My parents are fine and healthy, but anything could happen at any moment. It saddens me to think something could happen to my family with me being thousands of miles away……. I know these things happen all the time, but I feel like, maybe, I’m noticing it for the first time?