Today a couple friends and I went to visit some of our friends at a different university. It was so awesome seeing them. I haven’t been around that many girls in a while, but since I’m so close to those guys it felt nice.
We ended up eating so many times. Every time I inspected one of their menus (this particular university has a lot of restaurant-style eateries), I didn’t see any dishes that actually contained tree nuts… But they didn’t have comprehensive lists to find out about traces in the ingredients. At the first place I asked the cashier and she sent out a chef. He was a nice guy and he showed me all the packages for the ingredients for their pizza. I could eat it! Fantastico! Channeling my inner Italian there. But after that, I threw a little caution to the wind. I had an ice cream sundae (dangerous!) and some fries (at an ice cream place…what is wrong with me?). Seriously dude, what is up? You said you weren’t going to be one of those people who just doesn’t care and eats whatever, saying “it probably won’t kill me.” You’re prone to that because you went so long and clearly didn’t die, but it made you sick so you need to BE CAREFUL. It’s not worth it at all.
In other news, this song has been bringing me to the verge of tears lately. Me! I don’t cry over movies or anything, but I guess a song is more likely to do it for me than anything else. Maybe like, the verge of the verge of tears is more accurate. Either way, it’s making me emotional because I can relate to it lately. I never thought about the words at all before I heard it the other day. I keep hearing songs that relate all to well to my life at present, and that freaks me out a little and they usually make me sad. I should just get happy. I’m not constantly unhappy, so you know. I’m worried, but not in the physically painful, anxious way. It’s a different kind of worry, one where you aren’t hurt yet but you think you’re about to be so you just live in fear of it. Like when you know there’s going to be a fire drill but you don’t know exactly what time. But sad instead of scared.
I have a concrete reason to be worried about one friend too. Sometimes I’m not sure what to do, so I just pray that we can all make good decisions, find our sanity when we need it, and come through in the clutch. I just turned that into a sports metaphor…