I was at dinner earlier tonight before finishing the movie and someone mentioned that Jason (one of the guys who works at the international program) will be coming to check up on us and take us out to dinner. I had possibly heard of this happening at the beginning of the semester but I had forgotten about it. So I spoke up, "Really?!" cause I love when people come to visit us. It's happened two times before here: different people from Berklee come and check up on us, either for video documenting reasons, scheduling reasons or for other reasons. Right after that, Mia said "Stoddy, where have you BEEN?" in a way that to me, and possibly only to me, seemed quite hostile. I couldn't think of anything else to say but, "Did he send an email or something?" I guess he sent something about two weeks ago. I said I must have forgotten. I kicked myself for not standing up for myself just a little at dinner. I should have said, "I've been writing a musical." So seeing Dead Poet's really hit me cause of the "Captian, my captain" scene. Sorry Mia, just documenting what happened. This is an opinion article haha.
But hey, dinner was great. Mia leaned over to pick something up at one point and fell off her chair while holding a butter knife which almost hit Zoe. It was funny. We were all laughing and after Sadayah made fun of the sound she made, I said, "Onomonomia."
VIENNA ON WEDNESDAY!
Vienna!! Damn that sounds good!
ReplyDeleteOne thing I like about your comment on not knowing that Jason is coming, or kind of knowing but not enough to hold back a "Really?" is that this is something where I can relate. For me, it happens because I often have way too much going on in my head. I have difficulty assigning even a little of my brain to what is going on around me. I hear a word and my mind rushes off to a whole symphony of thoughts. So I miss a lot. Then again, I often learn from things because I am not picking up on all the conversation. I don't occupy my mind with the little things that one needs to go from A to B, so I get lost. But I often get good ideas. I am often "writing" in my mind. The trouble is that, much to the annoyance of people around me, I often don't keep up. Maybe this is you too. The people who love you will love you for it, and appreciate all the wonderful ideas and comments you have about the world that most people miss, and they won't mind holding your hand once in a while to walk you through something mundane like how to read a sign or why you just asked that same question five minutes ago. Ahh life. We're all so complex on the inside, yet we try to fit into a very commonplace existence on the outside, and well, unless you're willing to give up on your whole being, sometimes it doesn't quite fit. Just the way you see those special things beneath the surface of day in and day out living in your best friends, they will see the same in you, and life will swirl around above it all like a bag in a stiff breeze. dad