Personal Space

On Thursday I hung out with the law kids. We went to Gumbo's which had a Karaoke night. Of course as a public service, I did not sing. There were many really good singers. And many that weren't too. Oddly enough I didn't hear the "strokin'" song which I normally hear. Afterwards we went to the emporium for dancin'. I was there dancing with my friends and a girl came up to me and slapped my bum...hard. I just ignored it. Then a few minutes later the girl came back and slapped me again. I was not happy so I walked away and told the colleague. A while later we were dancing again and the girl came up to me and the colleague blocked me from her. Then the girl went away and came back again and tried to squeeze by the colleague. Then she asked in a really whiney voice if she could dance with us, and I said no. And then she repeated "no" looking shocked. She asked if the colleague and I were dating and the colleague said no, but all the law students were there celebrating. So the girl repeated, "so I can't dance with you?" And I said no. Then people were making fun of me, because I didn't dance with her. One tool in particular said it's not like she wants to have sex with me but dance. I now know what it feels like for a girl. (Cue Madonna). Why would I want to dance with someone who slaps my butt and then runs away without saying anything? It makes me feel uncomfortable. Why would I want to talk to someone who violates me and then doesn't say anything? That's not the kind of person I appreciate. Maybe others see things differently, but I can't see how anyone would appreciate that.

On Thursday night I went to bed at about 3pm. I had a doctor's appointment at 2pm the next day so I didn't set my alarm because I didn't think it would be possible to sleep until 2 or later. Well, on Friday I woke up at 1:50pm. I rushed and got to the hospital at about 2:15pm. They said it wasn't a problem. So I talked to the doctor, got my blood drawn by a HORRIBLE phlebotomist, and then got a chest x-ray. The x-ray was taken by a technician who seemed about 16, so she couldn't read it, but she showed it to me. There was a big white spot in my left lung. So right now I'm worried that there is cancer spreading to my lungs. I think I have a chance if the cancer goes to my lungs, but if it spreads to my liver or pancreas, there is nothing they can do. I'll have to call the doctor later this week and see what he says.

On Friday, I went to Necto, and everyone and their brother was there. It was very fun. But I was kind of pissed off thoughout the night. Gelato was good too. Mmmm.

Then on Saturday I went to Lake Michigan with my parents, Ashley, and Nick. It was really nice weather and the lake was pretty warm, for Lake Michigan. And there were no biting flies. Nick and I ended up thowing a football in the water for about 3 hours, and I found out that I can throw a football pretty well.

Overall it was a very good weekend.