More Drama.

I feel like I'm betraying something.

I mean, I'm probably not going to get medical hall draw at this point. The four people I emailed about it never responded, and the numbers are already out, and people may be applying for the rooms that I may need next year. The rooms with air conditioning. I get heat headaches. My right side does not work when I'm heat exhausted.

I'm hopefully seeing the Associate Dean of Students today to explain my situation. But by the time I do see her (today), it can either go one of two ways.

1) She understands and does medical hall draw with me
2) She says "it's past the deadline" and doesn't do anything about it.

It's not my fault. I thought you couldn't have a roommate. The email specifically said "you may not bring friends." Then I hear from my buddy Emma, who is also on hall draw, that she's going to be living in a freaking suite with two people. And room for a sofa.

I understand that there are medical needs that need to be fulfilled. But three people, nay, six people, could fit into that room. Scripps housing is already effed up. They made reinforced triples out of tiny rooms in Toll while our dorm, while I love it, is still ridiculously huge. They kept moving my friend Theadora to bigger and bigger rooms, and now she has a single. There isn't any justice in this. They couldn't move one of the people in the quads to that single? They couldn't make a double room a double and let that one person be lucky in that respect?

I went to bible study yesterday. I know, for me, it's weird. We analyzed the parable that had the kingdom of heaven compared to a vineyard. The owner of the vineyard paid everyone equal pay, including men who had only gotten to the vineyard an hour earlier. When asked why, he said [paraphrase]"I agreed to pay you one denarius. Do I not have the right to decide what to do with my own money? Are you jealous of my generosity? Go, take your pay. The last will be first and the first will be last."

I know the message of that parable. We talked about it. The men in this parable thought they deserved something. That because they worked harder, they deserved more than the men who had gotten there an hour ago. We applied this to life. If everyone got what they deserved, they would have a lot less than what they have now. I took away from it that we shouldn't complain about what we don't have, rather, be grateful for what we do. I thought that would apply to rooming, as well. I thought I didn't care what room I was in if I loved my roommate as much as I do.

But, suffice it to say, I like my right side's mobility, limited as it may be. I like being free of debilitating pain. Yes, it will only last for about a month and a half, but that's a month and a half of constant migraine. And I don't really like that. I wish I didn't have to have air conditioning. But I do.

I guess I'll leave it all to fate.