"Can you get me some ibuprofen??"

Last night I went to bed around 10:15. Started out sleeping on my right side. 10 minutes later, rolled over to my stomach. A few minutes later, I was on my left side. Then I ended up laying on my back. Finally at about 11:00 I texted Trent with "I can't sleep." Yep, it's definetely the night before school starts. Luckily, about a minute later after I texted Trent, he called me cuz he was just getting ready to go to bed. After he talked to me for a few minutes, I finally went to sleep.

This morning I woke up at 8 cuz I wanted to straighten my hair and "make a good impression." :) It's a girl thing. It took me about 1.5 hours to get ready then I headed over to Trent's. We got to school, had a heck-of-a-time finding a parking space (like always on the first day of fall semester), but we eventually got to our 11:30 classes. My first class was Intro to Philosophy with a professor that Trent had taken a few years ago. I was so suprised when I saw THREE people that I already knew and felt comfortable talking to. We just did the typical first-day-of-class things like go through the syllabus and do a little group activity. Next, at 1:00 I had my Information Literacy class in the library. It's basically just a required class that teaches us how to use the resources in the library. It's only worth 1 credit and we meet for 50 minutes once a week. It will be cake. My last class of the day started at 2:30 and it's pretty much Russian Art History. GAG. It's not that I don't like art history but Russian?? At least the professor is funny. That class got over at 3:45 and Trent and I headed back to his house.

For some reason on our way home, I started to feel very nauseous. I had a throbbing headache (probably from the information overload) and felt really hot. I wore pants today cuz they always have the AC cranked way up so I'm usually freezing all day. Turns out- not a good idea for the ride home. We got back to Trent's and I went upstairs to the TV room, turned on the fan, pulled my pants and shirt up, and sprawled out on the couch. Trent came up and said, "Do you want my vegetable soup that I'm making?" I said no but asked as he was walking down the stairs, "But can you get me some ibuprofen??" He likes to take care of me :) So needless to say I feel better now, school has started, and things are moving along.

-Abs