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May 27, 2003
Today
Having read Salman Rushdie's Shame (and being blown away by it) and preparing for it, then presenting it in class took up all my energies for the day.
In between, I found time to eat alot, fall sick, binge on medication (in a futile attempt to recover), sleep alot, and have an absolutely scary nightmare.
I also found time to gripe to a friend, find another friend irritating and have a debate with a pighead.
I wonder if it's Rushdie's sobering writing that made me misanthropic, or me being sick, or me being PMS-sy, or just me being me.
Whatever it is. I am feeling misanthropic. But to most of the world, I don my sweet sick mask of smiles and cordialities.
-fumes-
But I'm thankful too. For sweet people in my life. Like Sis, like Grace, like Tiffy and Fangying and Travis and so much more. And for my professors and their neverending kind understanding.
But it takes just one nightmare, to screw your entire life over.
-fumes smiles fumes-
Revelation:
I'm a romantic misanthrope.
Listening to:
London - Cinerama
Looking Forward To:
Upcoming Travel Plans
Posted by lainey at May 27, 2003 05:52 PM