Spring Sports Spectacular, held every spring, raises money for the Special Olympics and allows for campus-wide competition in an array of sports. I didn’t care about the basketball or Oreo stacking. Ultimate Frisbee was all I concerned myself with. I had won my freshman and sophomore years, but Phi Delta Theta’s team had foundered last year while I was abroad.
We were back for revenge.
The event started at 1 AM. I thought it might be cause for concern, but as soon as I was on the field my blood was pumping and all I wanted to do was chase that disc (the jury is still out on whether I’m descended from our canine companions). Under the fluorescent lights we won a hard fought game against Phi Kappa Psi, wining in overtime. Delta Tau Delta was our next competition.
Mid-Game, it happened. Pop. I had been on defense when I stumbled and the offender came down on my leg. Pop. I knew immediately that I was done, and that I would be on the sidelines for the remainder of the game.
As I rode off to the ER in my friend’s car at three in the morning, trying to stabilize the bone that seemed to move anytime we hit a bump, I didn’t even consider how different the end of my year would be.
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“Break a leg!” my friend’s mom told me as I shuffled the multi-colored index cards in my hands, trying to bring the edges completely even. I didn’t pay much attention to the innocuous comment. I paid little attention to anything other than this presentation, since it was one of the final goals of my year.
The Undergraduate Research Conference is held once a year at Butler University, and features the scholarly work of students from several other universities. At my own panel, I would be presenting with three other students from different universities who had also completed works of creative writing.
I was presenting my honors thesis, a project in two parts. First, there was the piece of science fiction called Kala, focused on a girl who has been torn from her home by a group of terrorists and turned into a cyborg, all to battle the an oppressive government. The second part featured a research paper that synthesized cyborg theory with thought of Romantic writers in the 18th century and examined how these forces were at play in my fiction.
The presentation went off without a hitch, and I didn’t have anything else to worry about for that weekend. In fact, I only some ultimate Frisbee to look forward to that night…
TO BE CONTINUED.
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If you exist, then you’ll know that I haven’t posted on my blog in quite some time. You may be distraught. If we follow this little fantasy of mine, maybe you’re demanding a refund, and then feeling bad at the realization that you’ve enjoyed all of my writing at no charge. So you’re considering throwing a little extra money my way.
The truth is I was swept away by an injury to my leg, after which I was busy finishing the work of my senior year. To be honest, I’ll use the leg injury as the crutch of my excuse (Buh-dum. Oh and expect many more of these jokes to come).
So, over the next few blog posts I’ll cover the last two weeks of school, the joys I have to look forward to this summer, and my preparations for my coming year in Japan.
Also, thank you for existing,
Over the past two nights, I have gotten more culture than I ever could have expected.
Day 1: I attended the production of “The Priest and the Prostitute,” a show that is thousands of years old and originated from India. Adopted from its original Sanskrit, the play is comprehensible for us English speakers. I have never been to a theater show before at Butler, but this was totally bizarre in the same moment that it was entertaining.
Ain't gettin' any weirder!
I was intellectually stimulated by the show, challenged to understand what the exotic costumes meant, while focusing on the simplistic yet intriguing story presented by the oppositional characters (said priest and prostitute) who undergo a “Freaky Friday” situation.
To be continued HERE.