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...weekends ago, I went to you looking for help. I had dislocated my shoulder dancing. Yes, dancing. One too-forceful fist pump, and out popped my shoulder. After several unsuccessful attempts at popping it back into place on my own, I decided to go to you, even though I knew that you usually don’t handle shoulder dislocations. I guess I just thought that having you help call an ambulance might be preferable to having to figure everything...
...time I made it, my shoulder was no longer the main issue. On the way, unwellness overwhelmed me and I passed out, hitting my head on a fence as I fell. Ironically enough, the impact knocked my shoulder back into place. But I had traded the discomfort of a dislocated shoulder for a gash on my head...
...What makes you think you’re so special?” Thoroughly taken aback, I tried to get out that all I wanted was an idea of when I’d be able to leave so that I could plan my day. Frustrated, I trudged back to my room, and a nurse had to be sent in to calm me down. The daytime physician arrived two hours later, and in comparison our interaction was as pleasant as could...
Last night, HUPD officers brought the long arm of the law to bear over an attempted sleep-out in Tercentenary Theatre. Around 10:15 p.m., protestors were forced to dismantle their tents and head back to more conventional accommodations while policemen stood by. This sort of silly incident should have been avoided—peaceful, respectful protestors harm no one with their decision to sleep in tents outside a freshmen dorm...
...just blew everything away. I had such an incredible feeling of well being, that there was a God and I could see Him in every blade of glass. It was like gaining hundreds of years experience within 12 hours. It changed me and there was no way back to what I was before. It wasn’t all good, though, because it left quite a lot of questions as well...