Sick sick sick :(

What a horrid weekend, I lost my DSLR camera + p&s camera, lost a ton of money, and when I woke up today my cold seemed to have gotten a bajillion times worse.  Even better, my doctor’s office isn’t opened today.  So while I was sipping on my chicken noodle soup I decided i’d finally get this blog thing done.

I feel like posting multiple blogs within a time span of 30 minutes seems a bit haughty, so i’ll just write all of them on this.  If that’s a problem, please let me know (Analucia).

Our first workshop was a complete fail.  There were apparently way more kids that showed up than expected.  On a worse note, there was no food (i kid i kid.. actually maybe not).  Basically the outcome of the confusing ordeal was about a paragraph of speech and having not our planners signed (since we didn’t have them at the time), but our own pieces of papers (which I need to find by the way…).  I felt bad for the hosts of the event, they seemed overwhelmed but I feel like they were happy they had such a huge turnout; at least they know for future years that if their event counts as a Freshman Seminar  enrichment workshop during club hours they’ll need a bigger room.

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For Arts at Baruch, I attended the Gallery Tour: The Nature of Landscape/ The Nature of Photography.  It was a bit odd for me considering I’m really into Photography, I didn’t even know what it was gonna be about (I was just tagging along at first).  I still have the handouts we received that day, and definitely learned a lot including a few Photographer’s names I should check out.

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Managing Relationships was pretty cool since we were forced to introduce ourselves to new people, this was definitely one of the more “engaging” workshops.  I had to have 10 surveys for a club filled out the same day, and this workshop definitely helped me find those 10 people.

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The Blood Drive was like all of the other blood drives I’ve participated in.  Fill out long form, wait in line, get finger pricked for iron test, wait again, get blood sucked from the bod, and then be rewarded with a plentiful supply of cheez-its, apple juice, and water.  I don’t know why, but usually when I donate blood it takes me longer to fill up my bag than others.  Sometimes two people will be in and out while i’m still sitting there.  I don’t know if I have a weird aura that repels the nurses/doctors from checking on me or if it’s my body.  I shouldn’t be complaining though, things could be worse (ask Anthony about it, or read his blog).  I’ve had a similar (but not as bad) experience, where my arm started getting shooting pains and although I notified the staff they told me it was nothing and I should ignore it.  After a long period of time (and multiple people finishing before me when i started before them) a staff member realized blood wasn’t going into the bag anymore, so she decided to stab randomly in my arm until she seemed content.  Again, no blood was coming out.  The doctor came over and removed the needle completely and then reinserted it again, again to no avail.  After a few more “trial & error” attempts they got some blood flowing out, and I was finally done after another long amount of time.  When I was done, I felt faint and almost passed out, I felt like it was hard to breathe, so they sat me down on the side for a while.  I don’t know why blood donors all have these freaky stories but it’s ironic how we still always come back (I mean, the cause is definitely worth it).

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So those are my thoughts on the workshops I’ve been to, I’m gonna get another batch of chicken noodle soup and make some more honey lemon tea, then head to sleep.  I’ll see you guys tomorrow, regardless if I feel like crap still or not since we have that music test, and then i’ll see you guys on thursday as well since we have that anthro midterm and english draft due.  I hope massive amounts of sleep and NyQuil serve me good.