For several hours now, I have been trying to write my final research paper. Unsuccessfully.
I have scanned in twenty pages of my lab notebook, annotated dozens of pictures of electrophoresis gels, and written two pages of scientific background. But, for some reason, I can't bring myself to write the actual paper. I can't concentrate.
The paper is due tomorrow by 17:00. Tomorrow, we are leaving at 9:00 to go home so that we may attend my yet nameless friend's recital. I am not sure that I will be able to access Internet before the deadline, so I am attempting to turn in this paper before we leave.
For the past thirty minutes, I have been on the verge of tears. I know that this paper will not be graded very thoroughly, because my grades so far have been stellar, I know exactly what I am talking about, and the professor is too lazy to go in detail through every paper. And yet...
Five minutes ago, my phone rang. Fiery Comedian Friend wanted me to meet her in the lobby of my dorm for a few minutes. I was surprised, as she knew I was working on my paper and should not be disturbed. She insisted, saying that it was important.
I took the elevator downstairs and walked through the doors. Immediately, I was greeted with a massive hug. She handed me a paper bag and a bottle of milk.
"I got you cookies and milk to help with the paper!"
I burst into tears and hugged her.
She understood perfectly. "During my first year, one of my friends brought me milk and cookies during finals week. I figured you could use the same thing."
She is graduating in a week and has no finals to worry about. This small act of love and kindness may have saved my grade and my wits.
I am so very grateful for friends.
***
Speaking of which, thank you so much for the encouragements!
So here is a picture of a wandering turtle I took some time ago.
I have scanned in twenty pages of my lab notebook, annotated dozens of pictures of electrophoresis gels, and written two pages of scientific background. But, for some reason, I can't bring myself to write the actual paper. I can't concentrate.
The paper is due tomorrow by 17:00. Tomorrow, we are leaving at 9:00 to go home so that we may attend my yet nameless friend's recital. I am not sure that I will be able to access Internet before the deadline, so I am attempting to turn in this paper before we leave.
For the past thirty minutes, I have been on the verge of tears. I know that this paper will not be graded very thoroughly, because my grades so far have been stellar, I know exactly what I am talking about, and the professor is too lazy to go in detail through every paper. And yet...
Five minutes ago, my phone rang. Fiery Comedian Friend wanted me to meet her in the lobby of my dorm for a few minutes. I was surprised, as she knew I was working on my paper and should not be disturbed. She insisted, saying that it was important.
I took the elevator downstairs and walked through the doors. Immediately, I was greeted with a massive hug. She handed me a paper bag and a bottle of milk.
"I got you cookies and milk to help with the paper!"
I burst into tears and hugged her.
She understood perfectly. "During my first year, one of my friends brought me milk and cookies during finals week. I figured you could use the same thing."
She is graduating in a week and has no finals to worry about. This small act of love and kindness may have saved my grade and my wits.
I am so very grateful for friends.
***
Speaking of which, thank you so much for the encouragements!
So here is a picture of a wandering turtle I took some time ago.
2 comments:
Yes. Random acts of love and kindness are the ones that get you through. You are lucky. But that's not the whole story. You must be worth it or you wouldn't attract the love in the first place.
I hope all went well.
Enjoy your weekend.
Glad your crisis did not have to be endured entirely on your own. I hope it worked out all right and that you could relax and enjoy the recital.
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