Today was a weird day. I had Paleontology and Stratigraphy class and we talked about whole bunch of stuff that was just confusing to me. And then I went to work and dreaded going back to Paleo for lab but once it was over, it wasn’t bad at all : ) I made some new friends, to add to the ones I met yesterday. One’s name is Christine and she’s a Geology major, German minor too and we both thought that was really cool. So she invited me to work with her and her friend Ashley during the lab.
Now lab was really funny. Our TA, Jesse, is such a humorous guy. We were basically looking at fossils and decided what kind they were. Some examples of what we looked at; fossilized dinosaur bone, stones that were in a dinosaurs stomach to help with digestion, and the end product, coprolite, which of course is fossilized feces. What other class do you get to do that in??
And then the second part of our lab was taught by Dr. Allison and there we classified different ”species” of macaroni. Now, you may be like, “This girl is really paying $10,800 a year to play with feces and macaroni?,” but honestly, I learned so much. And I even answered some questions so I felt like a super star! And now I’m not as upset about my classes being hard : )
So as I was walking back from my lab I was listening to the Juno soundtrack and just being emo in general and then I saw one of my friends Amanda, a social work major (like I used to be), so we just had to stop and chat. Then I got home and took the Xerc for a walk and as we were coming back there was a cat hanging out on our front porch. Xerces, being a dog, sniffed and this cat hit him. I didn’t think it was a big deal until I got him inside and his eye was bloody.
So I, being like any pet owner, freaked out a little bit, got the biggest knot in my stomach and rushed my dear sweet dog to uPenn’s emergency room. The good news is it isn’t his cornea that’s scratched, just his third eyelid. So he was sedated and had the part of the eyelid that the cat scratched out removed. And now he has an Elizabethan collar. It’s kind of cute. But he’s so tired and sad. I feel awful for him. Especially because Morris and I were going to go look for a friend with him at the SPCA tomorrow but considering his condition, it’s probably not the best time.
And just now I went to pick up my friend Tomi K from the IBC so I could give him his guitar that he had shipped to my house. The funny thing about that was I thought I was just picking up Tomi, but then I ended up with a full car of friends from freshman year. It was really nice to see them again. And I’m really glad I cleaned out my car : )
And some advice, if I may, to all of those looking for housing with friends: We discussed this in the car, and decided it’s not good to house with friends because it messes things up big time. My one friend actually moved out of her house because she was so annoyed and I’m going through the same issue but my problem is our housemate doesn’t pay her bills or respect anyone or anything. So just be careful when planning you living arrangements.
And of course, be careful when walking around stray cats : )
