Weird day. I had a few hours of classes and rehearsal, took care of errands, and then had dinner in the courtyard. Food, without exception, tastes better outdoors—even if, as in this case, "outdoors" denotes the jumble of weeds and shrubs and tiny palm trees that fill Branner's underused courtyard. I puttered around for about an hour, then headed to a quick SOOP meeting. I'd intended to work in Green after that, but was too lazy to bike all the way there, so just stayed in the Geo corner's undergrad lounge after the meeting to review French vocab and start the E14 problem set. 'Twas nice—I'd been short on quiet, personal space lately. Afterward, I went to Columbae; Suzannah and Twila from my OEP class were having a party and it'd been Suze's birthday yesterday. I'd just planned on stopping by because of 9am IHUM section tomorrow, but the music was tons 'o fun, the people weren't frat-party-style drunk (yet?), and some girls from OEP and ultimate were there, so I ended up staying for almost three quarters of an hour. Living on the edge, I know.

On my way back, I saw a bunch of people clustered around a guy lying on the ground on Escondido, right across from Suzie's room. A girl was applying pressure with an ice pack-type thing on his forehead, and some sweeps with the flashlight revealed a good amount of blood. He had been conscious throughout, though, and didn't have much pain other than The paramedics had been called a while ago, and got there just a few minutes after I did. It was weird watching them go through all of the steps—the C-spine clearing, the body roll, everything—that we'd learned at WFA certification, except with a lot more confidence. In those few minutes between my arrival and the paramedics', when I first heard that he'd fallen on his head, I sort of considered introducing myself and stabilizing his spine. But I thought it might be a little presumptious because other people, including Twain's RF, had already been there for a while and were applying pressure on the wound. Plus, I may have the paper credentials, but I'm not very confident in the execution of those skills just yet, and help was coming soon. I only realized a few minutes later how big the cuts were. I guess it just made me realize the importance of actually having those skills rock-solid. They weren't necessary tonight, but things happen, and if a 2 1/2" x 3" piece of paper says I've had some training to deal with it, then I actually should be. I'm gonna practice this summer.