A minute ago, I felt a magical spark in the pit of my stomach. I had just finished my bowl of cereal and milk (Kellogg's Mueslix. The almond and raisin kind, of course.) and was in the middle of drinking my bottle of water. A minute of strayed thoughts and loss of concentration resulted in the unconscious surfing and the arrival of the somewhat-embarassing-to-admit MySpace website on my monitor. As I am absolutely lured in by Jason Mraz's strange twist of words and incredulous wit on his blog, his song Bella Luna comes on my iTunes shuffle. I just turned on my shuffle. Many strange musical coincidences have been experienced lately and I'm beginning to overanalyze and wonder if they are all supposed to mean something.
The amusing event just caused all other songs on my iTunes to be much less appealing and I'm about to turn it off again. This final paper before the exam period begins is causing me more stress than I predicted. It's only about eight pages and based on everything we discussed in lecture. Not too difficult, huh. So I thought. My second counselling appointment (and second one in the week) is in five hours and fifteen minutes. I don't know whether to sleep and risk this paper or write and risk endangering myself and others on the road when I have to pick up the twin at nine p.m. That's a long way away--perhaps I will be able to sneak in a few hours if I finish the paper early. It's due at seven p.m. Deadlines and last-minute lack of plans epitomize my unexciting university life.
My night... or morning just became much more interesting half an hour ago when I decided to venture to my kitchen and see what my roommate is up to. She has been baking for the past three hours. Peanut butter reindeer cookies. They are absolutely adorable and will taste hopefully as great as they smell.
"Cosmic fish they love to kiss. They're giving birth to constellation. No riffs and oh no reservation. If they should fall you get a wish or dedication."
The amusing event just caused all other songs on my iTunes to be much less appealing and I'm about to turn it off again. This final paper before the exam period begins is causing me more stress than I predicted. It's only about eight pages and based on everything we discussed in lecture. Not too difficult, huh. So I thought. My second counselling appointment (and second one in the week) is in five hours and fifteen minutes. I don't know whether to sleep and risk this paper or write and risk endangering myself and others on the road when I have to pick up the twin at nine p.m. That's a long way away--perhaps I will be able to sneak in a few hours if I finish the paper early. It's due at seven p.m. Deadlines and last-minute lack of plans epitomize my unexciting university life.
My night... or morning just became much more interesting half an hour ago when I decided to venture to my kitchen and see what my roommate is up to. She has been baking for the past three hours. Peanut butter reindeer cookies. They are absolutely adorable and will taste hopefully as great as they smell.
"Cosmic fish they love to kiss. They're giving birth to constellation. No riffs and oh no reservation. If they should fall you get a wish or dedication."
- Jason Mraz, Bella Luna
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