Somtimes you realize what it means to have a friend and be a friend. Last night, I was talking to my friend, Erin Ryan, (we jokelingly call each other room mates cause we both live alone but are on-line talking all the time) and she said her stomache had been bothering her and she needed to go to the hospital.

Naturally I offered to take her and help her out, and after 10 hours of waiting room/hospital bed there was def a strong for of friendship by sun rises end.

We swaped stories, and joked about moments in life, and I realized, I'm slowly begining to fit in up here. The doctors came in and out checking her blood watching her appendicitus making sure it didn't rupture. From 8:30 Pm to 6:30 am I stayed, until it was decided she was going to need sleep. so I left the room and returned home to get 3 hours before my two mid terms.

All in all, those 10 hours were something I needed. I didn't feel alone up here anymore, i had someone i could count on and more importantly, someone counted on me.

-Marteney