Saturday, September 16, 2006
laos is now a-okay! but i am not. a runny runny stuffy nose during the noob-mahjong session (sorry mel i am a confusing person to play with haha), which i hoped fervently was merely a particularly-nasty reaction to the crappy weather, plus a general feeling of malaise, blossomed marvellously overnight (after 12 hours of sleep no less) into full-blown nausea, a sore throat, and a voice balthazar would kill to have.
much appendage-crossing-- beer frisbee and stemcord dinner today, versus feeling shitty throughout the trip. what is a girl to do??
pack, for one thing. poo. and. i am way behind schedule for my mugging... rarrrrr. i know medfac has assimilated my brain into groupthink when i start getting nervy whenever people start talking nonsense, because i think of the 93483456 pages of robbins i have yet to cover that everyone else has already memorised, digested, and re-interpreted in the form of ppts, notes, mnemonic songs, modern dance, or whatever the hell these insane people use to commit truckloads of useless-sounding, brain-numbing facts to (prodigous) memory. i should be listening to my inner kanchiongspider and sitting down to sweat over virology, and koplick's spots, IgM immunogobbleyongyoolins, and systemic hypernodulartrichinoteratogentosiolititis.
soon. life is too interesting to let it pass me by right now. hm.
cold feet! but thats how i deal. listen to the inner coach/masochist. jump right in, damn the consequences, and justfuckingdoit. just keep swimming swimming swimming. works even if you're not a fish voiced by an over-the-hill lesbian comic. its the best cure for a short attention span. be cool be calm. and paddlepaddlepaddle. moments of oh my god, what the fuck am i doing? are best cured by liberal doses of deathdefying behaviour. or a very short attention span.
+ fictions&fires
10:24 AM
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plangere, latin: to strike, or to lament.
in the depth of winter i finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
--albert camus
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to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
-- ee cummings
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