Where I am right now

Lanterns and mooncake. That's what we had on Sunday night at the Arb. Peiming brought back old-fashioned lanterns in the shape of fish for a few of us, so we went to the Singapore Students' Association Mid-Autumn Festival in style. So many people commented on them - wah, how come theirs so nice? since when got special lanterns one? - that I had to inform a couple of guys that these were brought specially from Singapore, and no, they weren't getting any discrimination from the organizers.

I brought a box of mooncakes to the writing workshop on Monday night and everyone ate one. One of my classmates, the Jesuit priest from Nigeria, said it was really nice. I felt inexplicably pleased that so many folks liked the mooncake. I even explained a little about how the fifteenth day of the eighth month in the Chinese year is when the moon is the brightest, and so we're all inclined to devour mooncakes and surround ourselves with lanterns.

Tonight is the actual night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I celebrated it with Peiming and Boon in Ypsilanti where we had six different kinds of Buffalo Wings. There was Teriyaki, Smoky Southwestern, Thai, something garlic-y, Caribbean Jerk, and Blazin'. The last one is the one I tried last of all, because it's, as Boon would put it, "a lifetime experience." It's the hottest or spiciest thing I've ever put in my mouth. I had to soak my tongue with lemonade for a good ten minutes after eating it just to rid my mouth of that awful burning. It was pretty fun though!

Actually I started off the day in a very disorganized manner. My clock had stopped at 6 a.m. It was due to go off at 7 a.m. I jolted awake and noticed how bright it was. My clock said 6 though. So I turned my face back into my pillow, and then I thought, maybe it's finally happened, the clock has stopped. I slipped my hand under the pillow next to mine and reached for my Ipod (okay, I like to listen to music before falling asleep), checked the time, and then jumped out of bed. It was 8:23 a.m. I had a bus to catch slightly past 9 a.m. So I dashed around like a dustbunny. Ate cereal, forgot my vitamins, packed a sandwich for lunch. I caught my bus, graded two papers which I'd forgotten to grade over the weekend, made handouts just before class was to begin, and entered the classroom rather calmly. I sure am getting the hang of this.

Oh, and my story for Monday night's workshop. That survived too, thankfully. It needs work, of course, but it did okay.

This is the fourth week of school. 10 more to go.

Posted by Monoceros at September 28, 2004 10:33 PM