babel

And this was my day.

Waking up at 8am and not knowing which world I am in.

Ran over to Autism class. There was a man with a beard and he was just walking and smiling, and I smiled back. He just seemed so jolly. He may very well have made my day.

In autism, it was hot hot hot, because its warm out and theyre still cranking up the heat in the rooms and the guest speaker just kept talking and talking and I felt like I needed to just run out of the room because my head was spinning, recieving some serious hot flashes and the urge to throw up just wouldnt subside.

Ahem.

Then in lab, i did some research. Kristina and I grabbed lunch. I do enjoy Kristina’s company. She is one of my favorite people in the world. She makes me feel smart and that i can do anything I put my mind to. She is applying to colleges right now. She’s going to be a professor. All her students are lucky.

We saw a sign for FREE ice cream and of course we walked over. Mmm. Ice cream. Mmm free ice cream.

I made an appointment with the photographer next week. Okay so it totally sounds silly. A yearbook picture. And god, how much i hate those professional, sit awkwardly in front of camera things. But i decided that 15 years from now, its going to be funny when i open up my yearbook and see a silly 22 year old smiling back. Its the one thing my mom has always told me. We grow to love the photos we hated most as kids.

I stayed in lab way too long. I was frantic trying to find papers on aging.

I left at 6pm. Yeah. Talk about a 9 hour work day. On my walk back to my apartment, i ran into Arielle and Cynthia. Cynthia was looking like her pretty giggly self. Oh my she giggles. We stood underneath a bridge that echoed with her giggles. I was trying to persuade her to flirt with the ta she has a crush on. But I knew that Id never had the guts to do it myself.

Back in the apartment, i found the place a mess. We usually have a rotating schedule. A person cleans once per week. It was Liz’s turn, oh about 2 weeks ago. And also we have a rotating schedule on the dishes. Someone cooks, the other washes dishes. I refused to do dishes last night. Hence, we’re all just a bunch of lazy bastards with a messy apartment.

Liz gave me a hug. We stood in the middle of the hallway just hugging. And I love hugs.

I washed dishes. Made salad. Marina poured us some of her butternut squash soup. And we tried to eat speedily.

We were in a rush to see Babel.

It was an intense movie, where my heart dropped into my toes, where i clenched so hard to the seat, my fingers hurt and eyes were stinging from all the crying and i kept having to reach my index finger underneath my glasses to wipe off the salty rivers. It was such a good movie. Highly recommend it.

There was one part about the japanese girl who was deaf. And she walked into a club, and the movie just went mute. And you just watched the lights and her face and the entire movie was silent. Just silent. And I think i cried the most there. Because in the audience suddenly heard a man rustle with his coat and a woman cough and I held onto my ears. And cried. God, I am so grateful.

Now, the girls are waiting for me to make some hot chocolate. Spiked hot chocolate. I do it best.

I hope youre all having a wonderful friday night.

PS hopefully you will see boston pictures tomorrow. :o)