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We are getting a new roommate today!! We could not be more excited.
To celebrate our slob roomie moving out, we are having a cleaning party. Like MAJOR cleaning. We even emptied all our kitchen drawers to wipe them dowm. Everything looks great. Only thing is, I feel worse now than I did right after my run… now THAT is saying something. It is worth it and necessary though!
The new roommate has a Wii. Hurrah!
Phew, it was one of those long days!
This first bit may be too much information for you, if you don’t wanna know about what comes out of my lungs, do not read on. So I was standing around in the kitchen at breakfast, eating an orange while talking to my roommate, when suddenly I inhale some of the juice and start to choke. After the startling bit is over, I continue to cough a little bit. And then. Then I had this sudden massive rumbling cough, and I coughed up like a whole mouthful of thick but sort of fluffly white phlegm. Taken aback, it took me a moment to realize how freaking good that felt. So I encouraged the coughing for a few minutes and was able to clear some more. And for the next few hours I was on a cloud.
It’s a good thing I was on a cloud because I had a class, then a midterm. The cellular physiology midterm went super well. It was a bit on the easy side but whatever I could use a bit of easy amid my courses!! Next I had my massive Monday lab, which didn’t turn out to be too bad. By the end of it I was starting to feel tight and I could really feel it on my walk home. I was kind of grumpy about that because I thought I had fixed my lungy problem with this morning’s phlegm fiasco. I got home and made dinner and sucked on some ventolin.
I went back to school because there was an info session for next year’s honours projects. Even though I was feeling tight still, I brought my pool stuff for after because I had planned on a swim today. Of course the fact that I brought my swim stuff meant that I absolutely had to go to the pool, so I did. I love being in the pool, but I had to get out after 8 laps because I just wasn’t feeling it, I was too tight. Sooooo I came home, which is where I am now.
The lungs are being not very nice this evening, and I don’t know why. I wish they would get over themselves. Grr. It’s not a huge deal, and I’m not concerned about it, but it’s a little much for running or swimming.
The 5 km vs. 10 km debate is still not settled. People have not been very warm on the 10 km idea at all. And now I don’t feel so good so it’s harder to think a 10 km is realistic. I guess I really do have until Sunday to decide.
Monday is my worst day scedule-wise, so now the rest of the week is looking pretty peachy!
My roommate has some sort of agreement with the landlord that he paints to subsidize his rent or something. What I didn’t know is that he is painting OUR APPARTMENT, TODAY. Thanks, I’m gone to the library. Also, this said roommate also inexplicably sprayed himself with Axe last night and then went to bed (?) I opened the door to my study cave only to be hit with this wall of disgustingness which wasted no time in tightening up my airways in a big way. So, I had to tame that beast before I could go to bed, meaning I got to bed pretty late.
But, in less complaining news, the microbio exam is done!! I was kind of nervous but when I was handed my exam I was like “oh yeah, I’m a science student, midterms are what I *do*” And I just did it and it was no problem. So in that regard, I think I have re-found my groove.
After class I will go back to my place just long enough to get changed into my running stuff and go for an easy jog. Happy Tuesday!
PS, my other roomie (the girl) and I still get along really well. The living situation is still all good, despite these 2 recent blips.
So, the past 2 nights I’ve been coughing quite a lot. I don’t know what’s up but it’s not really that unusual. I have been really good and brave about telling my roommate about my asthma, so she definitely knows. BUT, when I woke up yesterday morning, she was convinced I had bronchitis. I had to convince her that those are just my “normal” nighttime sounds and that I’m not sick whatsoever. She believes me now so it’s all good. I figure it’ll take a few sessions of letting her know about what my normal and not normal is. That’s totally OK.
Me and my roommate are getting along really well, I’m so happy and relieved. We have similar interests and are the same way about how we like our living space (CLEAN and study-friendly!). We’ve gone out a couple times together and I’ve really enjoyed myself and all is good. We have another roommate who is a guy. As far as I can tell, he does nothing but facebook and is not in school but he doesn’t disturb the peace and that’s all I really care about. I’m really happy with my current living situation, as you can probably tell from my posts. It’s ALL good : )
I’m honoured to have received the honest scrap award from Kerri!
Now I must write ten honest things about myself. Here goes!
1. I’m a feminist, but not in the men-are-filthy-pigs-that-should-sleep-in-the-doghouse kind of way. It makes me so happy to see women asserting themselves and reaching their full potential.
2. I look way old for my age. I hesitate to go out alone with my dad because people assume we are married. Also, people think I am my brother’s mommy.
3. I recently moved into an appartment after spending a year and a half at my aunt and uncle’s house and I can already say that it was one of the best moves (pardon the pun, haha) I’ve ever made. Suddenly I feel so in control and HAPPY with my life.
4. I would rather swim in a glacier-fed lake than discuss my asthma with people. Maybe that’s why I started this blog: because I find it interesting and worthy of discussion, but I’m uncomfortable with the people I know.
5. I play the accordion and I don’t care who knows it. It’s versatile, it’s everywhere and let’s face it: you can’t play the accordion with a long face 
6. My mom and I act like we are about 1o when we are together. She has a way of bringing out the mischievious part in me.
7. I hate doing my hair. Waste of time. I can’t wait until it grows out and is easier to manage. I’d appreciate it if we were all bald and hair was one less thing to worry about.
8. Though I demand to be treated as an adult, I really like it when people call me “kiddo”. I dunno why, it’s just endearing.
9. I get attached to people quite easily and I’m terrible at goodbyes.
10. I’m breathless more often than I’ll ever let anyone know, including you, though I suppose the cat’s out of the bag now. Also, this pretty much is a re-iteration of #4.
As for tagging, I would have tagged all the same people that Kerri tagged, but if you feel like doing this, by all means do!
Well as promised this appartmnet will fit my lung needs. The hardwood flooring is the nicest part. Today I did a few things in my own room to make it even better.
First, the previous tenant put these stickies in the window that melted in the sun and attracted a LOT of dust. They also looked hideous. After using some elbow grease I was able to get it all off. The paper towel was black with dust after I was finished wiping the windows down, you’d think this girl had never heard of windex
I also went on a dusting spree. At home my mom dusts my room because she’s nice and she knows that the act of dusting makes me wheezy. Anyway, I mercilessly went over every corner so that there would be no dust bunnies to be found. Of course, this is something I will be doing regularly.
I also have a strong urge to attack the bathroom to get after any lurking moulds, which I suspect there may be. I think my roomies would think I was crazy if I did that though. I probably still will.
I’m a bit sneezy after my cleaning binge, maybe I’ll go get some air.
Yup, that was me, locked out. I went downstairs to bring my recycling to the bin and realized that I let the door close behind me. I was without my wallet, phone or puffer and my roomies weren’t home. Grrrr. I could have just walked to my aunt and uncle’s place to chill but I seem to have a stubborn determination not to go running to them at the slightest things. So I went exploring. I have, after all, yet to really discover the neighbourhood. I went down by the river and just happened upon some friends, and we just chilled on the grass.
I’m in now, thankfully my roommate came home for dinner. You can bet I won’t be making that mistake ever again.
Now that I’ve seen a few friends and have made plans with others, I’m starting to feel more “human”. Since I got to my appartment, I feel like I’ve been living in a bubble, just me and my Ikea furniture. I know once school starts and I see everyone this will completely go away. First class tomorrow, yay!
