music: "A New Day Has Come," Celine Dion
This is the last song my dad and I listened to before he left for Korea (the first time). I listen to it whenever I'm missing him particularly, as I have been this weekend.
Today was so hectic I'm surprised it even happened. Crazy days fade into the bowels of my memory just as quickly as boring ones. I think it's one of those post-trauma things that my brain engages, kind of like the pain of childbirth supposedly fades in a woman's memory so that she'll have kids again. Another one of nature's cruel little tricks.
Class was insanely dull. It was one of those rare sessions when I kept stealing glimpses at my watch and suppressing yawns. Ever since my teacher told me she's superstitious I lost some respect for her. I think that's inanely ridiculous...she said she never buys anything important on the thirteenth of the month. As though it's going to come alive and suck her blood or something.
Delia somehow escaped through the back fence of our yard today and for several minutes before I recovered her, I learned what it feels like to experience heart palpitations. They're kind of like heart hiccups but it's kind of hard to breathe. I was thinking, Oh my god, my baby's missing! She's too YOUNG to be out in this great big violent world on her own, especially not conditioned to being spoiled the way she is!! SOB. Luckily for everyone, particularly the grass in our backyard which I'm sure would not have been salvagable from the flood of salty tears that would have therefore ensued, Delia came bounding back through the hole in the fence and attacked me with puppy kisses.
The only other highlight of my day was the fact that I watched "Being John Malkovich," which is one of the oddest movies ever. But good, I think, soley because John Cusack looks really funny and it's fun to laugh at him. Okay, there were other good points to the movie but that was my favorite.