bad day

feelin': philosophical

playin': counting crows : raining in baltimore (unintentional)

20: the house.

i had a bad day yesterday.  for two reasons.

1)  so i am doing data entry for resnet, entering info of cty ra's.  and i come across this one that says:  building:  dusseldorf, room: 123 dusseldorf.  so i look at the name.  it was kinda familiar because he is an ra that sarah had mentioned something about, and she said he was in the buffalo chips, an a cappella group that seems a lot like another painfully sexy group.  now i figured he was just mesing with me.  cause i mean think about it.  dusseldorf, while it is an actual place, just sounds ridiculous.  and since i had been rather lax at the resnet policy/intro meeting, i figured he was just joking around.  SO i decided to mess with him a bit.  i sent him an email from the resnet account saying that we take these forms very seriously and what not and that we wouldn't take any disciplinary action since he wasn't a student but that we would be watching him.

well, he took this very seriously.  he wrote a long apologetic email about how it was just a mistake and actually the building he LIVED at at school was named DUSSELDORF.  well, did i feel dumb.  i emailed him right back to say i was just messing with him but apparently he had gotten very upset about it.  i went to cty later that day to fix a problem and the site director wanted to speak with me.  so she and i and marc worked it all out and i explained that it was just a joke and blah blah blah.  so he took it really hard, but apparently has forgiven me.

now that i think about it, i assumed way too much about this guy, and from his profile on the website, he seems to be the curt of the group, and it looks like i was really just picking on him.  i still feel bad about it, cause this guy never did anything to me.  heck he didn't even know me.  sigh.  so that was one bad thing.

2) i found out about mid-afternoon that a student in my class had died.  i didn't really know her, but she was in a lot of my classes (she was a bme or a cheme, i can't remember which).  so that really bummed me out, that coupled with the whole marc thing just made me a very sad panda.

like i said i didn't know her all that well, but the suddenness of her death has got me thinking about trite stuff like the transience of life. 

it was really sublime walking back down university parkway from the ifc (there was a small vigil there for her tonight) looking around trying to take in as much as i possibly could, thanking God for everything, from cracks in the sidewalk to my house and education and family and friends.  all in all i'm in a very colourless mood.

that's another thing.  i'm trying to incorporate british spellings into my everyday writing.  why?  because i wanna.

so i've basically been wandering through the days and letting them happen in front of me in front of actively changing them.  usually on a scale from 1 to 10, 1 being morose and 10 being ecstatic, i am about a 7 or even an 8.  right now i'm like a 4.  but it will pass, like this freaking heat wave better soon.   it's been like 90 degrees at night (32 C).

which also reminds me, i'm getting up to watch the turkey/brazil game tomorrow.  yes i am.  trust me.

all in all, things are looking up, but as of right now i'm a bit down.  if you are reading this, then thank you for being whatever you are to me.  your existence brightens my day.  unless you are the person that broke into my house.  that person can go to hell.  well, fine.  heck.  or at least a long time in purgatory.