It's only 8PM but I feel like I've been awake for days! And I feel as though my brain is sinking under the weight of all the things I've been thinking about recently...
Above is a picture of uni's frivolity today; appreciating the improvised percussive elements of table tennis (basically, playing ping pong because it is fun and sounds cool). It occurred to me, as our class sat in absolute pin-drop silence, listening to the ringing out of the sound of a little spinning top from Borneo, that we are slaves to sound. Anyone who loves something as much as me and my classmates like things that make noise will know - that kind of obsession is akin to slavery. We're chained to it. We'd do mostly anything, go to any lengths, for a good sound. I think that's insane and nice.
Today was a weirdly good-slash-bad day.
Good: the weather was absolutely flawless. We walked through the hallways at uni marching to 'Baby One More Time' by Britney Spears. I had a nice tuna salad for lunch (I mean that's what I always have but it was ESPECIALLY nice today for some reason). We played table tennis during class. There was a percussion and voice ensemble practising outside in the sun during our break. I saw a good friend of mine for like two lovely seconds on the train as it was leaving. I called Lew after being BULLIED by some school kids (see below) and it was funny.
Bad: my driving instructor had to cancel my lesson this morning and I got up at 6 to go for a run beforehand. Flowers fell out of my rabbit crown and I changed my outfit last minute and wasn't overly happy with it in the end and had to wear my half-broken crown and not very good outfit ALL DAY. I got BULLIED at the train station by some youths for wearing said rabbit crown and didn't stand up for myself the way I wanted to in my head. We had to go to a dumb and difficult computer class while the sun was shining beautifully outside. I broke my new headphones.
I want to forget all the stupid annoying little things that happened today but I feel like in order to do that, I needed to write them out and compare them with some of the beautiful, wonderful things that happened today to get some serious perspective. And while that's pretty much all the bad things, that's not even close to all the good things, ya know? Those tiny little wonderful things that happen; kisses on the forehead, stifling laughter in class, smiling at someone from across the room, singing loudly in the hallways of a most lovely establishment such as the VCA...life is, undoubtedly, a good gift.
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