of children, colds and cameras
As of this afternoon (or if you’d like to get precise, as of this Wednesday night), I can officially warp the malleable, young minds of first-years. For that matter, I can also live vicariously in the minds of pre-medites, the type of mind I abandoned or really, barely got into, years ago.
I should rub my hands together wickedly in excitement but I’m busy nursing a cold, one that made me drip very wet snot all over my fingers as I attempted to scribble notes in class, one that probably made everyone in a radius of twenty meters want to shun me but can’t, and one that gave me a side pocket full of cold, damp Kleenex. I’d love to walk around with Kleenex plugging my nose (a surprisingly comfortable and comforting feeling) but it’s not particularly attractive. What if I run into a cute guy? I’m feverish too, which surprises me. This’ll teach me to sleep with the windows fairly wide open; it’s a trade-off really — catch a cold with the windows open, or let the laundry remain damp overnight. I feel like shit, the diarrheal kind with all its glorious wetness, so hello, early night! Well, it’d be an early night regardless since I have an 8:30 tomorrow morning.
My camera finally arrived today too. Well, my camera body to be exact. If I’d paid a little more attention, I would’ve instead gotten one with a lens but it’s a little late for that now. I’m half-excited about it. For one, it’s very pretty. But for another, I have to get a lens and that of course, requires me to reach into my pocket, something I’m not very fond of and shouldn’t be doing these days, what with all the typical moving-in expenses. I really do wonder though, what kind, if any, photos come out of a lensless camera. I’m not willing to blow a roll to find out though.
So, I shall close with a list of things I bite my thumb to:
– my Internet connection that has barely lasted five minutes the past three days
– the career fair today that was only good for its junk food and not its stationery
– my aforementioned cold and Kleenex, the company, for not offering me a lifetime supply because I need and deserve it
– the cost of every bloody thing out there today and my rapidly depleting savings which I can’t decide, makes me more sad or depressed
– my sociobio assignment that requires me to find an animal article rather than a human one
– my lack of an iPod or an mp3 player of any kind
– my profs for putting all their notes online and forcing me to either invest in a new ink cartridge or blow ridiculous amounts on my copy card (technology shall shoulder part of the blame too, for being so attractive and convenient that absolutely no one can pass it up)
– the 75% underaged first-year population that changed the face of university life