The only reason I am awake right now is that I donated blood at 12:30. The blood drive was held in the Civic Center, a large building in the center of town that holds a gymnasium, a fitness center, a lot of town offices, various events… it’s probably the building (other than my house and school) that I spent the most time through my childhood. I took dance classes there every year, I went to playgroup there as a baby, dances were held there in junior high, some of my friends worked there… and I think this is the second time in the past five years I’ve set foot in the building. It smelled exactly like I remembered. The gym still had the same brown bleachers, the same yellow lighting, the same faded red mesh dividers. So many things have changed over the years—it’s weird when they stay the same.
In other unrelated news, I finished the first season of Heroes. I’m a little torn. I like the show overall, but there are certain characters and story lines I just don’t care about. They’re annoying and kind of boring. I’m thinking specifically about Nikki (though Micah is cool) and Nathan Petrelli. It’s definitely better toward the end of the season, though. Save the cheerleader, save the world.
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Being home is weird like that. Our worlds were turned on their heads almost two years ago, and the fact that we can go home and see everything look exactly the same as it has for most of our lives is such a stark reminder that a lot of things in the world are stable and safe. It’s a good feeling, methinks.
Heh, yo. I totally agree about Nikki. I don’t know anyone who doesn’t start to get anxious when her storyline drags on, and actually enjoys it
Yay giving blood
Something I… have not done.