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doing an average of five hours of classes four days a week, can do strange things to a person.
like making them drop their touchscreen phone into a large cup of milonda coffee.
gah.

my replacement phone has a red stripe along the edge. it's exactly the kind of phone I'd never buy.

there are about a dozen new puppies on campus, and that's more than enough to make me grin stupidly for the better part of the day. and then there are the people who complicate my life, and make it easier, all at the same time.
and the boimela haul to keep me engaged.

the first rain of the year fell this evening.
*bliss*

hoover

my (tussock moth) caterpillar spun a cocoon, and tucked itself in for about a week. then he emerged as a moth (a rather ugly one, he was much prettier as a caterpillar), and flew away.

it was fascinating to watch the whole process unfold, from gorging on basil leaves (he was called Hoover for his voracious appetite), to carefully constructing a cocoon out of delicate silver threads, to emerging altered beyond recognition. imagine going to sleep one day, and waking up with wings the next. must feel amazing. :)

then i had to let him go.

*empty nest syndrome*

prejudice

In researching for my term papers recently, I've come to realise that two of the four papers I'm taking this semester, are deeply unchristian. every other webpage i found, was run by religious interest groups, warning people against the agents of the devil, who walk among us.

Rock music is the sound of the devil, every rock band and musician in history having sworn their allegiance to Satan, set out to do the only sensible thing for them to do: corrupt young minds through the spectacle of stage shows, and rousing lyrics, steeped in evil.

The other course, queer studies, is even more evil of course. given that God doesn't approve of homosexuality. though he does love homosexuals.whatever that means.homosexuals too have set out to corrupt children, and push what is known as 'the homosexual agenda' under peoples' noses.

I'm so glad I'm not Catholic.

getaway

back from my brief but delightful vacation, and struggling to settle back into my groove.
let me tell you about the little bit of magic that followed me around for a couple of days. the dragonfly outside the window of my hotel room, a red kite in the sky. the late-night walk on an empty strip of wet sand.
sand between my toes. :)
and new acquaintances, who take only minutes to decide they want to follow you around for a bit, perhaps get to know you better.


the idea is to know and cherish the fact that no matter where your travels might take you, you'll never walk alone. :)

whirlwind

it's been a little crazy lately.
but in a good way.

after it stops raining, the air outside my window is abuzz with dragonflies.
it's my new favorite thing.
what's yours?

when you walked in
with your mind still damp
from the monsoon that
has engulfed the city
a month after it should've...

i was spooling my thoughts
into brightly coloured strains,
reeling them in slowly
carefully wrapping them up
for safekeeping.

among a hundred identical
neatly labelled jars,
you could try to find yourself.
it's always all been here,
i only ever pretend to forget.

wanderlust

sometimes you need to be reminded what your missing.
it could be a book, tantalising you with glimpses of a rich patchwork of adventure and surreal patterns, it could be a friend telling you that what you really need is to run away for just a little while, it could be a suddenshower and the right notes of jazz.

it could be almost anything.
almost anything could give you the necessary nudge... shake you out of your reverie just as you're preparing to complacently settle into the reassuring sameness of the familiar.

restlessness. it can be a good thing. :)