steph's blog

so yesterday i did a really strange thing that i don't quite understand.

i've had a pretty nasty head cold since thursday afternoon that is finally clearing up - but the last two days have been absolutely hellish. combine this with the fact that i have four tests and a presentation next week (and despite being a senior, can't bring myself NOT to worry about those) AND every single window in my house being taped up because it's being painted, and you can imagine i was going a little crazy.

so yesterday was fiesta flambeau, this big parade in san antonio that LHB does every year (kind of fun in a sweaty, exhausting kind of way) and my last time ever to wear that uniform. i couldn't think of a single logical reason to go.. but i went anyway. as much as i bitch and moan about the uniform while i'm wearing it, for some reason i couldn't explain, i couldn't turn down my chance to say goodbye to it. it sounds cheesy, it sounds cliche, and it certainly didn't speed up my recovery time, but it gave me closure, and you can't really put a price on that.