Icecream Study Break

I’ve been hearing all semester from my friend Tiffany about her ridiculously tough Latin class on Virgil. She’s almost dropped it numerous times, and why? The professor, the infamous Dr. Mauer, who makes everyone who’s not entirely unbalanced and unhinged like himself feel dumb and worthless. You might remember the Latin classes I took with him a few years ago.

Anyways, her final was today, and she was really worried. Tiffany is the “all A’s without much of a struggle” type of girl, one of 4 people out of 60 who got into UD’s PhD program this year, and on her first try. The fact that she was worried about even passing meant the situation was bad.

I thought to myself, “What would I want if I was finishing up my Mauer final?”

And then, my mind floated back to my Biola days, where I was finishing up my Senior Spring Semester. I was beyond the point of being stressed, in the last few days of writing and studying, when all of a sudden, one night, a dear friend called me out of no where and said, “You’d better be home. I’m bringing you a pint of icecream.”

Not only did she (yes, you Chelsea!) know my favorite kind, but she was insightful enough to know that although I would never ask, it was exactly what I needed.

Icecream was the answer.

So, I told Tiffany on Wednesday that the minute her final was over (this Sat. at 2) I was going to take her to get icecream. Although it was hard to say goodbye to an hour of studying, who can say no to icecream?

I’m also trying to make sure that I don’t get too lost inside my own self and needs. Pregnancy really tends to do that, and a good part of it is natural and good. But I want to fight it as much as possible, because becoming self-centered is never a good thing, no matter how biological it is.

Here’s a picture of Tiffany (left) and Geralyn, our mutual friend who has been in two of my classes.

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