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I only have one picture for you today and it isn?t food?sorry. I had more important things to address- but let me back up to last night:

Last night, I mentioned that I was angry. The university was shut down and we were all snowed in. My roommates were partying all day- loud music, yelling, obnoxious banging on the walls, etc. As the day grew into night, more people started showing up at our house. Apparently we were having a party to which I was unaware of.

I have to say, I?m a very introverted person. I like to be social but I need my space. I need ?me-time? to keep my sanity. The loud, drunk people being at our house all day made me on edge. I couldn?t get a peaceful minute to myself. I was going crazy and my emotions manifested in the form of anger. How could my roommates be so obnoxious and inconsiderate? Why can?t everyone go to someone else?s house for a change? My best friend at school also happens to be one of my roommates. For privacy reasons, we?ll call her ?Tiffany.? Around 10:30, I sent her a text message:

Me: ?Do you know when people are planning to leave? I can?t take it anymore?

Tiffany: "I don?t know yet, I apologize but I?m not sure?

At this point, I had no idea who was in my house. The sound of glasses clanking and slurred voices echoed throughout my room. I laid down in my bed and endured the chaos until I could finally fall asleep.

I slept through the night, but still woke up feeling bitter. I emerged from my room to find our house completely trashed and my roommates in the kitchen making breakfast. Usually, we say good morning to each other and talk about this-and-that but today, it was silent. My friend Tiffany really doesn?t like when people are angry. She?s not confrontational at all, so if she suspects that someone isn?t feeling happy, she?ll wait until they say something first as a way of saying ?I?m not mad, it?s ok.?

Did I say anything? Nope. I walked into the kitchen, looked at her, got my breakfast, and went into my room. I?m stubborn.

I prepared for my first marathon training run: 8 snowy miles. The roads were plowed this morning so I knew I could handle it. I thought this would be a clever way to stay dry:

Except that only lasted about 1/2 a mile. The bags ripped and I just took them off. My shoes were soaked by then end, but it wasn?t too bad. Dare I say?I actually enjoyed running in the snow

I came in after my run feeling a lot better. The endorphins were flowing, my mind was clear, and I planned on apologizing to Tiffany for being rude. I went to her room, knocked on her door, and?she wasn?t there.

In fact, of my 3 roommates, only one was home (which I found a little odd). I asked the one roommate, ?Where is everyone?? She paused and then finally said, ?Tiffany is in the hospital. Right after you left, she had a seizure.?

My heart sank. I was, and still am, in disbelief. Nothing like this has ever happened before. I ran to my room and called the roommate that went with Tiffany to the hospital. She explained what happened in vivid detail: she had stopped breathing, her face turned blue, she started bleeding from her mouth. She said Tiffany was alright and at the moment she was getting cat scans.

Guys, I felt sick to my stomach. I got angry over something so small and insignificant because I knew it would be fine later. I also felt pretty selfish. What if this morning was the last time I had ever seen my best friend? Please, please don?t let the petty things in life bother you. Appreciate what you have: your friends, your family, your health.

Tiffany is doing fine now and we?re about to watch a movie. *Astronomical sigh of relief*

Enjoy your weekend everyone