Beastmomma

I got invited to a party.  Really I got handed a flier by a guy who said that it would be a good time and there would be a keg.  In case you have not figured it out, I am not really a keg kind of person.  However, I am also not into being a wuss and not trying to meet people.  I asked the woman who lives in the same apartment complex as me if she would be interested in going with me and she said yes.  At least I will have a budyy.  I am nervous about what to wear because I have limited wardrobe options at the moment.  However, at least I can talk with people outside the school walls and maybe they will be more open in a different environment.

I have thought about telling people that I hurt my foot from doing a keg stand or yelling as I walk in the door, "Are you ready to party?"  I wish I had a shirt that said something bad ass on it. Instead of the ones that say "Health Care is a Right" or "Eat Well" or "Keep Austin Weird."  At least I have a colorful skirt, I can use.  In a lot of ways law school feels like high school.  Just like in high school, maybe I will be able to make some friends for life.  Maybe they will even be at this party.

As I was starting the moving process from Durham, I would often touch the blue shoe pendant I had put around my neck.  During the cross country trip, when I felt unsure or awed or just needed to be reminded that "Yes, I really am experiencing this wonderful moment" I would often twirl the pendant.  I have worn the pendant on a chain 24 hours a day for over a month now.  Lately, I have been noticing that when I went to turn the chain in order to put the clasp on the back of my neck,  I was having trouble moving it around.  I started to feel a bit of pain. When I touched the back of my neck, I realized that my skin was irritated.  Upon further inspection, I realized that the chain was causing trouble.  With a heavy heart, I took off the necklace and the pendant. I may just be carrying it in my purse for awhile.

To get into some regular routines here, I scheduled a leg wax for myself today. IT WAS HORRIBLE!!! I have never had such a painful waxing experience even when I was first going.  It was so bad that I have a HUGE bruise on my right leg. This indicates to me that the woman did not know what she was doing and also the fact that it took her 2.5 hours to do something that normally takes an hour.   Plus she overcharged me.  I was so angry, but felt powerless and did not do anything.  Even though I am NEVER going to go there again, I may call the manager. I will probably labeled a whiny customer.  However, I told my father that I do not believe in rewarding rude and incompetent people with my business. I totally ate my words in this instance-- although, I did not leave her ANY tip.  I think that it is worth a phone call.  If not for the continued experience of sticking up for myself.  Hopefully, I will have this courage tomorrow morning.

Here are I am with two injuries on my body that were caused by things that I relied on to provide comfort.  I think this is more of a lesson in being independent and learning to not rely solely on outside things to give me strength.

When I get into new social situations, I am consistently amazed at how quickly it seems that people manage to form close friendships.  It seems like everyone already has close friends and groups that they eat with.  I have made a concentrated effort to be more outgoing and open, but I still seem to be behind the times.  Fortunately, I sent out some e-mails to people who were friends of friends to start the ball rolling on making connections outside of school.  I know that I need to be patient, but it is just hard to do it moment after moment.