"Call me not Naomi; call me Mara." - Part 1
Thus did a voice speak to me on behalf of today. Yes, you heard me correctly; I said 'today'. And when I heard it, I thought, No, dear Today, for no day can be either pure pleasure or pure anguish. Dearest Today, I shall call you Mara-Naomi, for I foresee you shall be bittersweet, like dark chocolate, that most readily-available and health-giving confection that is the singer's bane, the singer's sin; yet, dear Today, should there be any bitterness in you, it comes from another's sin, the sin of a certain non-singer, the sin of a certain predator of songbirds; even if only a little tinge of anguish comes to me today, I shall have been anguished by her. But Mara-Naomi, never can any day be filled with pleasure nor torture alone, and thus do I name you.
I was wrong.
I remember waking and being infused with a form of warm fuzziness that only comes to me on a certain special occasion. Turning seventeen, however, is rather special in itself - the day you do so, the birth date and birth day of those born from March to December coincide again (seventeenth-birthday re-coincidences of day and date are not certain for January and February babies, according to what I worked out. Don't I seem so free? Actually, I did this when I was younger, haha). That aside, there were special events that I knew would be coming up, and they formed the basis for my initial christening of the day - Mara means 'bitterness', while 'Naomi' means 'pleasant'. But I admit now that I was wrong to do such forecasting. How were you great, Naomi (as I now re-christen you)? Let me count the ways...
Today, there were all sorts of people coming up to wish me a Happy Birthday. Sharon's SMS came two days in advance; on the day itself, messages came from Faith (at midnight *Down Under*!), Karen, Clarissa, Theresa, Charis and Alethea. In school, most of my classmates came up to me and did likewise. Thank you all, everyone, really... thank you too, Bibi (and Bibi's two classmates), for wishing me during and after PE. Thank you, Shirlynn, Rosalind and Weilin, as well as your Jaguar classmates who joined you in wishing me before the Econs lecture. Another big thank-you goes out to all who wished me on Facebook - really, the big flood I saw after coming home from dinner at Noble House stunned me O.O
... really, I am blessed indeed.
Post-PE, after freshening up, I had a private moment of indulgence (fine, not quite so private, but the Ohana - an extension of the AJCanteen, for those who don't know it already - was 90% empty) - Mango Madness, without whipped cream. Extravagant in its own way, but subtly so, never overpoweringly overdone - such is the taste of this ice-blended drink as I have come to expect it. Today's did not disappoint.
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... the rest of the account of today is LJ-friends-only, so please do request it from me if you want to see it. (It goes without question that I require your real name so as to be able to give you access.) Thank you.
I was wrong.
I remember waking and being infused with a form of warm fuzziness that only comes to me on a certain special occasion. Turning seventeen, however, is rather special in itself - the day you do so, the birth date and birth day of those born from March to December coincide again (seventeenth-birthday re-coincidences of day and date are not certain for January and February babies, according to what I worked out. Don't I seem so free? Actually, I did this when I was younger, haha). That aside, there were special events that I knew would be coming up, and they formed the basis for my initial christening of the day - Mara means 'bitterness', while 'Naomi' means 'pleasant'. But I admit now that I was wrong to do such forecasting. How were you great, Naomi (as I now re-christen you)? Let me count the ways...
Today, there were all sorts of people coming up to wish me a Happy Birthday. Sharon's SMS came two days in advance; on the day itself, messages came from Faith (at midnight *Down Under*!), Karen, Clarissa, Theresa, Charis and Alethea. In school, most of my classmates came up to me and did likewise. Thank you all, everyone, really... thank you too, Bibi (and Bibi's two classmates), for wishing me during and after PE. Thank you, Shirlynn, Rosalind and Weilin, as well as your Jaguar classmates who joined you in wishing me before the Econs lecture. Another big thank-you goes out to all who wished me on Facebook - really, the big flood I saw after coming home from dinner at Noble House stunned me O.O
... really, I am blessed indeed.
Post-PE, after freshening up, I had a private moment of indulgence (fine, not quite so private, but the Ohana - an extension of the AJCanteen, for those who don't know it already - was 90% empty) - Mango Madness, without whipped cream. Extravagant in its own way, but subtly so, never overpoweringly overdone - such is the taste of this ice-blended drink as I have come to expect it. Today's did not disappoint.
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... the rest of the account of today is LJ-friends-only, so please do request it from me if you want to see it. (It goes without question that I require your real name so as to be able to give you access.) Thank you.