While going down the stairs today I was suddenly hit by the realization that I am a college student.
Yeah, I can imagine people's expression when they read that. Kate, stop injuring yourself.
What I meant was, though the knowledge was always there, somewhere, hovering in my mind, I don't really consider it or think about it, and then there comes some moments, like today, when it comes and smacks me over the head (much like how a few people are probably thinking of doing right now) and make me go a little dazed and cross-eyed, even though I can't really go cross-eyed, and say: huh.
Yep, I'm in college. I live in a dorm. I eat at the DC where I discovered that I am, in fact, hopelessly addicted to tea and Chinese food (tea addiction growing for some unexplanable reason). I am a college student and my life feels like it got flattened and now there's this one solid layer of reality.
Hello reality, thought you ate your heart out. Apparently not. Well, cheers.
And there's the homework of course. Nothing screams 'realism' like homework. Nothing kills off inspiration quite like homework either. Or imagination. Which is probably why it feeds realism in the first place and yes I realized I'm rambling and I don't know why so I'll kindly stop torturing you, my dear readers, and go do something useful now, such as starting my plant bio paper.
[edit 15:04]
Can you imagine someone from year 30 of the Common Era saying "Woe is me, my heart has been false, and my soul is very sad" ?
It makes me laugh for some reason.
My soul is very, very, sad, I'm afraid.
[edit 15:10]
Oh dear. Doing this homework is bad form when I'm in the mood to poke fun of things. I'm doing a summary on the conversation between Michael the angel and Zerubbabel the descendent of David and all I can think about Mike, i.e. Michael and what an ridiculous (I'm sorry, Kate) angel he would make. Arg need to be serious, except passage contains text about talking fig trees. (Messiah Text, Universal Blessings, Mid. Tehillim, p 168a if anyone is interested, though probably not.)
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