Dear Followers,
This is the first time I have ever used a relevant opening for a blog post. Perhaps now is the time to break free from my own system. Hell no. I would much rather be predictably unpredictable than be predictably predictable. Any day.
Today was a mixture of happiness and sorrow. Who am I kidding? Today was a complete burst of happiness; the sorrow will come way down the road. Nostalgia will be the death of me one day. Everybody knows that a day filled with SC face-crushes is a day well spent, especially when you have the chance to combine Florence Nightingales and Zealots for a massive push. But SC is for another day, a day when Bangladesh’s demonstration of power will be revealed on the interwebs. All in good time.
I cannot remember the last time I cried. Granted, when Cardona-san’s room breaks into a frenzy of laughter following a wry comment (usually aimed at Bradley) I can’t help but pass a few tears to match my incessant laughter, but genuine crying is a whole new ball game. Perhaps I had convinced myself that crying was something for teenage girls. In that case, today I was a teenage girl again.
Today I spent 30 minutes reading an essay. 8 pages. 30 minutes. One time through because two times through became three times through. I was completely thrown off guard. This can’t be right. She can’t mean this. Needless to say, I am an idiot.
Cozy has taught me, above all, not to take things for granted. She has opened my eyes to a world in which I am only an observer, paralyzed and unable to do anything. I am so powerless sometimes. She has made me question that which I have never questioned before and she constantly knocks over my card-house of confidence. She makes me worry. She makes me smile. She cleans up the water I spill on the table. She will probably never let my buy her a milkshake to clear my debt.
With all of these compliments flying around, many of you may get the idea that I am in love with Cozy. I never really liked the word love. Cozy, to me, is something like a mother, a role model, a sister, a thesaurus, a lean, mean, stress machine, and a friend. I may watch oodles of anime, but even I am not interested in such a thing as love with such a figure. Plus, I would have to deal with scarier-than-the-pope Dawson.
Noel
13 comments:
1. Cozy shortened it down to 8 pages? Impressive editing - the rough draft she showed me that she claimed was "far from detailing everything [she] had to say" was already 5, bordering on 6...
2. lol@PCR, they take so long.
3. SC is for tonight. Get your Battle.net working.
4. GET RID OF THE DAMN STAR DRIVER PICTURES. DAZZLING THE STAGE MY ASS
JZ, my latency is higher than the Himalayas. Secondly, don't hate on Star Driver unless you want to get kicked out of the GCB. ~Kiraboshi~
Naveen, extremely enjoyable post. By the way you mean something to me to. Unfortunately, I don't have the skills to write a paragraph on it, let alone 8 pages. Instead, I shall give you this
<3
That is the heart of rhetoric. Use it wisely.
Zac, your heart means a lot, a sort of compensation for British colonization of India if you know what I mean. You going to miss Cardona?
Naveen, Cardona was the big sister that made me feel like shit that I never had. OF COURSE I'M GOING TO MISS HER!! For the first time, a communications course actually improved my essay writing, rhetorical analysis, and most importantly "annotizing". And yeah the heart was to patch up any resentment left after colonization. Sorry about that, you guys just had delicious spices :D
Now I have to figure out what to give Jeff after the whole "Opium Wars and U.K. owning Hong Kong till 1996" thing...
Wish I could have been in your class.
ZJW
Zac, no worries man, England's economy isn't doing so hot anyways nowadays. Colonization is the England of yesterday and the India of today. BTW we need to figure out this shirt deal soon.
good
I was probably not supposed to read all of this. But I did.
AC, it took me over a month to figure out who you were! How's the annotizing of our finals going :-P
Cardona w/ the snipes.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I love this
Naveen, Cardona has spent years of training with the assassins of rhetoric. Therefore she is ≥ 50 Essays + EAA - "A Modest Proposal".
BDaws, Join in on the conversation :D
BDaws coming out of the blue for the classic laughing comment. Clutch BDaws, clutch.
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