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Mar 29, 2008 13:37

I didn't know pigs could swim...



I know people who can't swim.

In the garden of my mind, I pulled up all those nasty weeds of negativity:
The hatred and malice have turned into sincerity and respect.
The once small love bush has grown considerably without competition.

My graduate interviews went well, I think. Some of them didn't seem interested at all in what I'd like to study, but others were encouraging.
We'll see. Either way, I probably won't be joining them for a year.

My group presentation on the mathematical modeling of virus mutation and epidemics went well, despite my teammate's ill-preparedness and the usual beliguerment of stupid questions and comments.

"Making progress?"
Yes, and not just spiritual or mental.

And how could I almost forget to mention how much I love my cozy little abode? Especially my bed; so warm and soft. There I lay in pseudo heaven, in the dark, wrapped up and drowzy. No beach, no vacation, no other physical thing is so comforting to me. Last night, I reached a point where I could tell that I was about to fall asleep. Usually I wake up not remembering exactly how I fell asleep, not being  aware of the magical moment.
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