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i found out over the weekend that a classmate was in a pretty gnarly car accident. she was thrown from the car and had to have surgery on her aorta. she seems to be stable now. i don't really know too many details.

it's weird because i know this girl, we say hi to each other in the hallway, and we're both around school for the summer working for professors. yet, i'm not close enough with this girl that i need to go to the hospital and hold vigil. there's a weird balance of concern for her and getting on with my own life. and showing concern without being fake.

i guess this doesn't really matter. i have her and her family in my prayers. this accident isn't about me; it's about her and her getting better. but this blog is about me, so that's what i talk about.

i think it's also weird b/c this is the closest i've been to someone in a car accident, or any kind of accident. i guess i've been pretty lucky in that respect -- then again, maybe it's my friends and family who are the lucky ones. so i guess the accident is a harsh reminder of mortality and fate. it's hard to stay grounded when it feels like your performance on a 3-hour exam is life or death. but when you see or come in contact with real life and death . . .