Trampoline

Today was a terrific day.I write this post with glowing optimism and an awkward,rare feeling of almost total content,with sincere hope that the feeling spreads to you.Good things are worth sharing.

Well,waking up at 7am was difficult as usual but I somehow managed to drag my ass into the shower and make myself a cup of coffee with enough sugar to induce diabetes in the most malnutritioned,and lazily walked my way to uni for the 9am Econs lect.

Three hours and countless listens to Third Eye Blind's 'Semi-Charmed Life' (this song is friggin' TIMELESS,I never get bored with it),my mood improved and lunchtime was incredible,though the crazy crowd in Union House left my head fuzzy for a few minutes.Now that I'm actually recalling today's events and trying to find something significant to tell you,something important that might've been responsible for my current mood,I can't seem to find anything.As a matter of fact,nothing special happened today,and now I'm left wondering why the fuck I'm so happy.Did someone put some dodgy pills into my food?Did I get my head hit somewhere?Well,the why doesn't matter.If I'm retarded and happy because I'm retarded,well,I don't really want to be retarded so let's forget that thought.

Yesterday I saw a guy who looked like Andy Warhol-shaggy,unkempt hair,slightly obscuring the forehead and eyes,loose and discoloured suit over a plain T-shirt.Then today,as I was entering the library-I overhead a girl exclaim loudly to her friends: "But she's Fergalicious!".Two minutes later,on the second floor,I was searching for my seat when I saw that the guy walking ahead of me was wearing a green jersey with Fergie written on the back.And today I also bumped into the same guy twice.Thing is,the guy's blind and both times he was the one who bumped into me (and no way am I cruel enough to actually blame him)-the first time was during lunchtime,outside Union House and the second at the library as I was entering the men's room.He has soft-looking blond hair,wears black all the time (today's not the first time I've seen him),and walks around guided by his walking stick.And both times it happened,both of us said sorry.You don't have to apologise.I want to help you.I want to say those things,but I'm afraid they might sound condescending or hurtful,or just plain offensive,so I say nothing and simply smile kindly.The second occurence took place at the library just before I was about to leave for my 4pm Finance lect,and on the way I couldn't help but cry.Well,not really crying but more of-wet eyes and mellow face.It happens to me a lot,I can't help it (plus it's winter-the season practically made for wet eyes)-sometimes I just feel so sad for certain things-like I wondered how often the blind guy bumps into people,how life is without sight,and so on,and can't help but shed a tear or two.Or five hundred.

Anyways,my point is.The universe is trying to give me a message,with all these signs-but I can't seem to find any logic in them.Wadya guys think-random coincidences that mean absolute nothing,or something more?Am I destined to be a popstar a la Fergie-should I immediately drop uni and pursue my true fate,to become the next Fergie?Bwahah,any of you come of with that kind of silly prophecies I will knock you head twice.Once for good luck,the next to take it back.

So I sat through my Finance lect thinking about all sorts of morbid and depressing things,but then something happened around 530pm which returned my mood to normal.I can't remember exactly what that was.Fast forward a couple hours later and I'm high as a kite,having spent an hour plus at the gym and the endorphins giving me that feeling it gives.Then On calls to tell me there's a free bbq downstairs,to which I immediately go to.There weren't many people there,probably around 15-with one odd Asian sticking out like a thorn within the crowd,but they were all friendly and chatty.

BBQ guy: Would you like a hotdog?
Me: Are those veggie patties?
BBQ guy: Yea,but to have those you have to take a hotdog.
Me: Huh? Ok.

So he returns my plate with 4 hotddogs and 3 veggie patties on them.This is guy is either a)being really generous or b)thinks I'm a huge fat-ass and that 10 hotdogs would merely be an appetizer for a godzilla like me.Either way,I get more food so it's all good.But I only wanted the vegie thingies so I dumped the rest onto On's plate.Forget saving animals and all that shit,I would turn vegetarian JUST so I could eat more veggie patties.Those things are incredible-like tiny circles of heaven,with all sorts of goodies stored in such an unsuspecting small piece.Potatoes,bla bla.I could only taste the potatoes,the rest tasted like fake meat.And I won't even contemplate how ridiculous 'fake meat' sounds.

I really want to watch The Simpsons movie.Well,cross out 'really',since we're being honest and putting it all on the table.Yes,I love you too,let's have us a baby.Yes,I think adopting is trendy and we should get us a Korean cutiepoo.Where am I.Oh Yes.Well,I've never been a big fan of Simpsons-while the characters are interesting occasionally and the episodes usually feature stories that are well thought out,the humour's a big problem for me.I just don't find it funny.I don't find Bart or Homer funny,well,maybe sometimes.And I prefer the old eps-you can tell they're old cos' of the dubious,grainy quality-but I do find some things very entertaining.I don't know details or character names-but that "ha,ha" kid and the "exxzzzziittting" fella with a bendy neck's kinda funny,and I love how Marge's always having to look out for Homer.Not really for the last one,actually I find it kinda annoying.And the tv show with the cat who's always doing gruesome things-where's the appeal?Plus the film's been getting good reviews all around,if only tickets were cheaper.

I have to shower than prep myself for Brat Camp.The show.It's really good.I urge everyone to see it.It's really good.Did I say that already?Well,it's a must-see.There you go.Sealed nicely like a fortune cookie.

Be happy,people.If you're not,call me and we'll find a way somehow.Melbourne's always inviting,and the possibilities are endless.Think trampolines and candies,and maybe the gym.