Patrick Roche - "21" (CUPSI 2014)

I found this incredible.

Snail 2

Oh by the way here's a video of my snail:

Snail

In early April, I was pretty flustered with the end of high school, college choices, senior project, etc. So when a freshman asked me if I wanted a snail, I got beyond excited and said yes to not just one, but two. Yay for spontaneous pet acquirement. 

Note: I am terrified of slimy and crawly things. Worms, slugs, spiders = ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

So why two snails? I wanted them as a challenge. Much like how I went down a three stories high fire pole as a challenge (see previous blog post). Being myself can be a continuous surprise because I always sign up for activities on a whim. 

A day later, I gave one snail, Stanley, to a friend. Clementine stayed with me, and we had loads of fun as it pooped and ate and pooped and ate throughout the day. 

One week later, it (snails don't care about gender) died. So I set it aside, messaged several close friends, made some of them cry, put together a memorial YouTube video, and returned to bury it outside. 

However, it had moved from its deathbed. So it wasn't as dead as expected. 

Today, it spends a lot of time wandering around looking pretty cute for a slimy creature. And occasionally pretending to be dead.

Snail 

No toe left behind

Mouth hugging lettuce

Antennae pivoting
Not dead

How to Tell Your Friends About How You Almost Died During a College Visit

Texting, email, and messaging have turned paragraphs of information into digestible bursts of consciousness. 

Here is something I recently wrote to a friend. 

Yeah. I sat on top of this building. At night. In the rain.

Hey

have I told you my story of what I did last weekend

so I sort of mentioned earlier how I jumped off a building

which is a technically a lie

because I jumped off a DECK not a building

right because decks are not buildings, they are just connected to buildings

so there is this house that has this 3 stories high fire pole in their backyard

because why not

and well instead of taking the stairs 

cool people take the fire pole

and I was like yay

but

friction on my hands made it really hard to actually SLIDE down the firepole

so I was like this is not going to work

so I was like I'll just let go a little

well I lied, because I let go A LOT 

but I survived

also I walked on top of a domed building at 2 am

but don't worry

because the dome was built so that the slope on the outer part was steeper than the inside part of the circle

and I didn't really walk, I sort of butt-climbed

Because butt climbing = less chance of falling off

well yeah so 

tl;dr fear of heights got nothing on me