Mutant Bees

So, yesterday started out like any normal day. I woke up at 5:30 am,  and lay awake in bed for 3-4 min planning how best to change into my uniform without freezing. The planning never works, but it gives me a few more minutes of rest. I always have to jump back in bed halfway through the changing process to warm up. 

I got to school on time...which means half an hour early. Don't ask me why the buses feel the need to pick us up early just so that we can hang around school for half an hour waiting for the people who live close enough to school not to take a bus to show up. My first class on Monday is a double period of Literature, which I can't help but sort of sleep through. Then comes Physics, a double period of that too, I would pay more attention to physics, because its really interesting, and our teacher is really funny, but I sort of have no attention span by the last 45 min. It's sort of sad. I feel like a 5 year old. I have to like doodle in my "borrador"(aka notebook that does not have to be perfect) and every so often force myself to pay attention. 

The real exciting part of my day came right after our first recreo. Normally, we have these hugely patriotic military ceremonies first thing on Monday mornings, but yesterday for some reason it was scheduled for after first recess. So there I was, dressed in my ugly school uniform, standing in a line, and for no apparent reason, having to turn in a certain direction whenever the guy in front yelled a certain word. Then, just as I was getting ready to tune out one of the speeches that I never pay attention to, a saw a girl in front of me jump to the side as a bug flew past her. This happens a lot, girls here are very squeamish. But this time, the bug flew right at me, and underneath my glasses. I reached my hand up to flick it off my cheek, and was touching it just as the girl in front of me turned around and told me to watch out. I didn't know what she was talking about until it was too late. Because as my hand reached the bug I felt a painful sensation and as I knocked the bug off of my cheek I realized that the bug, was a bee. So I was rushed to the nurses office. It didn't hurt too much at first, just a little burning sensation, and really I wasn't wondering whether I was allergic or not (this being my first bee sting, I had no idea whether or not I was allergic) instead, my weird mind was wondering if maybe this was some special kind of bee, and that when the pain was gone I would turn into BEEGIRL, THE AMAZING GIRL SUPER HEROE! Like Spiderman, but with black and yellow stripes. Unfortunately I don't think i have turned into Beegirl...but if i had, would I tell you? 

The nurse gave me a pill, and sent me back to the ceremony. I was thinking that it would have been a little bit more big of a deal and that I would have to have an ice pack or something. But no. She just sent me back. I think she might have regretted that a little later...

Back at the ceremony I was back in my usual habit of not listening to the speeches, when I noticed I was sweating a lot more and feeling really clammy. I also felt a little queasy. That's when I remembered the last time I had felt that way...last time, I fainted. So I tapped the girl in front of me on the shoulder, the one who had taken me to the nurses office the first time, and told her softly "No me siento bien" which was the only way I could say how I was feeling. That I didn't feel good. She took one look at me and yelled for the Inspectora, and said that I was a whole lot paler. So I got rushed to the nurses office again, this time accompanied by two girls, probably so that if I collapsed or something they could support me easier. The nurse made me lie down with a pillow under my feet and I stayed there for the next 2 classes, and then I went back to class because I was feeling better. 

I am doing fine now. Last night I had a small fever, but it was probably just a side effect of the bee sting. I went to school like normal today, and currently have no plans for the rest of the day. I will probably just hang around the house and actually do my homework for once. Yes, I know you are amazed. 

Or maybe beegirl will be off saving the world...who knows, keep your eyes out for an amazing flying girl in a bee costume, it just might be me. Or it might just be a striped plane, bird, or maybe just a projector. You never know. 

Hasta Luego, 

Zoe