Seeping in our mutual home

Educational, fascinating, and ultimately, really entertaining.

Sometimes always, sometimes never

I received this message from a fortune cookie today.

"Someone in your life is in need of a letter from you."

First of all, I think it's incredibly ironic that I'm blogging about letters, since they've all but been replaced by internet media.

That aside, I can't help but wonder if this is implying that there is someone in my life that I need to reach out to. I feel like it's saying that I've been too superficial in my interactions.


I need to stop right there or else I'll launch into another diatribe on the merits of the lost art of letter writing.

Bathed in warmth

For the first time in almost a week I was able to smell the cheap air freshener in my bathroom. I don't think I've ever been quite so happy to be able to use that sense in that room.

I've had a head cold since about Wednesday last week, and as the weekend began my sinuses completely clogged up. I spent the weekend eating bland food and coughing up phlegm, completely squandering my fall break. But now, yay!

In other news, I feel inexplicably happy. Not much else to say about it than that, but since this doesn't happen very often, I thought I should record it for posterity.

Apparently no one has applied for my VP position yet. It's disappointing, but I'm not going to freak out over it. Don't misunderstand, I care, but I'm not about to create undue stress for myself. I don't know what's going to happen if the deadline passes and no one applies, but I'll cross that hurdle when it comes. I suppose I could track people down and harangue them mercilessly to apply, but that's not something I'm comfortable doing. I honestly don't believe that it leaves a good impression, no matter how you do it, and if I don't believe in it, then it won't be successful because it will be written all over my face.

Meh, we shall see.

On a final note, I got this fortune cookie yesterday.
"You would make a good lawyer."

A wondrous undertow

Back from Toronto.

Back from CNLDC.

I've hit my second wind.

More on this later. And pictures. God, will there be pictures.


Fortune cookie from last week:
"Don't take anything for granted, not even the littlest favor."

Truth be told

I'm going to get the vague stuff out of the way first. At least that way, people won't come away from this blog thinking I'm a complete flake... or at least one would hope.

RoKS went well, I guess. I'm not sure how I feel about it and how it all went down. I think it's safe to say that it's too soon to be able to really step back and look at it from a truly analytical perspective. More on this later.

All seriousness aside, I must have woken up at least three times last night because my bedmate moved around into a spooning position with me. It was a little awkward because I was already on the extreme left side (my side) of the bed. Each time I'd move over a little bit more and fall back asleep, and then wake up later and the gap would be closed again. After the third time I just thought "fuck it, might as well get used to it" and did my best to ignore it. I don't know who it was that told me you aren't a true AIESECer until you've slept in an awkward situation at a conference, but whoever you are, I think I finally appreciate what you told me. And yes, I'm leaving my bedmate anonymous.


Fortune cookie I got on the way back from RoKS at a Chinese buffet place: "You will step on the soil of many countries in your lifetime." Fitting for the weekend, I think.

In the beginning...

So! For the past week, I've been going crazy like a high school senior waiting for college acceptance letters, because we're supposed to find out if we made it into the US delegation to MENA LDS this week. The registration officially closed this past Friday, and at first we were supposed to hear by Sunday. And then it was going to be Monday. And then it was supposed to be Thursday, today. And then I hear from Maddie that we won't know until the 20th or 21st. I'm trying my hardest to get angry and I can't seem to do it. Souhail, the guy running communications for this conference, must be up to his neck in logistics nightmares. He'll let us know when he lets us know. But in the meantime... flights are filling up and getting more expensive. For the sake of us 8 who are hoping to go as cheaply as possible, I hope we find out soon.

In other news, I found a fortune cookie in my store of ketchup packets and soy sauce packets that must have gotten lost in the flurry of ravenous hands. I don't know about the rest of you, but I can't ever leave a fortune cookie unopened, so I cracked it in half and pulled out the thin strip of paper. Lo and behold, this is what it said:

"A bold and dashing adventure is in your future."

Coincidence?! I think not! If I were a more superstitious person I'd go ahead and book that flight right this minute... but I'm not. Still, it's exciting. Yay for false hope!

Classes have been fine. Currently, I liken them to the rind on a piece of citrus. It's the furthest from the focal point in the center, and also the thinnest and most sour. However, without it, the insides would just rot. That's kind of what my scholastic life is like right now. If my attention is directed at the center of the fruit, AIESEC would be the juicy, vulnerable flesh in the center, and my classes would be the skin holding it all together. I haven't decided if this is a good thing or not. But alas, I haven't had much time to be able to think about such things. I do finance and @ stuff as it comes, and I find time to do reading for my classes. Eventually I'm going to have to find time to write my papers and do my research projects and study for tests. Good show, sir.

Off to the E.B. review.