Tuesday, 15 July 2008

Walking in the Sky

I feel like life has suddenly gotten busy. I guess I’ve just become used to my somewhat sedentary existence.

I said in my last blog that I might be working at Admissions starting August. The plan now is that I’ll work there two days a week (Mondays and Tuesdays) and I’ll work Wednesdays through Fridays at the Kookie Kutter. It works for me. It means fewer days at the Kookie Kutter which I’m sure I’ll be grateful for. It’ll also let me work a five-day week which means more $$ and, when it comes down to it, unfortunately that’s what it’s all about. I was in yesterday from 11 to 4:30 and it was good. AJ (the guy I’m ‘replacing’) was there to show me the ropes. He’s a sweetheart. He bought me lunch and we had a good time. I'll go in a few more times this month before he leaves so that I can sort of get a handle on things before I'm on my own. I’m going in again on Friday just for this week (so that I can get two days in) and I’ll start with Mondays and Tuesdays next week.

As part of my new ‘I am at the mercy of the Admissions Office’ thing, I was asked to meet with a woman called Geetha … Something from an international school in Bangalore (in India, for my non-Indian readers). I guess it was assumed that we’d find something to talk about since we're both Indians. Because, you know, all Indians know each other. Ironically, the six degrees of separation thing proved to be true. And it wasn’t even six degrees between us. She knows a woman who was Jonathan’s dorm parent at Kodai and I knew her well enough too. Apparently Geetha and this woman, Mrs Winfred, are really good friends. Who’d have thought? That made me happy. It’s strange to think about Geetha going home and talking about having met me – the people she talks to will think of me here and not really know what to see or what to feel. The same is true for me imagining them – they would be familiar but so far away and … intangible. It feels sort of looking through the wrong end of a telescope. It’s a strange juxtaposition of a sense of closeness and of vast distance at the same time. You’re looking through the wrong end of the telescope so, even though you know the actual object isn’t very far away, through the telescope it seems miles away. That’s sort of the feeling I have, except in reverse, I guess. Home and my family and Jona feel so close to me. I have every face, every tree, every street memorized that I can see them in my mind and I can visit any time I want. But I know that in truth, they’re thousands of miles away well beyond my actual reach. It’s slightly bewildering. It’s an optical illusion for the mind and the heart. Have you ever walked holding a mirror straight out in front of you so that it reflects sky? You look down and you expect to see your feet, but what you see is the sky and although your feet know where to take you, you also sort of feel like you’re walking in the sky and that you might fall. I’m full of analogies today. It’s just that it's hard to describe. Everything feels familiar and yet strange, close and still far … it's pretty weird.

The new school year is looming over me like a very dark cloud. I still have a scheduling nightmare to figure out: Thank you small liberal arts school with too few students to warrant multiple sections; Thank you Biology Department for your silly restricted courses and the rigmarole that puts us poor students through … and also for scheduling the lab for three different classes in the same slot so that we can only sign up for one of the three. Awesome!! Do you know what I’m taking because NOTHING ELSE FITS? Classics and Religion. Yup, essential parts of a Bachelor of Science in Biology. And yes, the tone of bitterness is genuine. Sigh. What ever am I to do? (And in light of that, I got side-tracked and managed to register for one more class for the Fall which at least solves half of my problem, and I wrote to the ‘Registration Helpdesk’ for assistance in sorting out my Winter term.) Anyway: dark school cloud. I can’t believe two and a half months of the summer have already gone by. Crazy. Thinking about going back to school is exhausting. But, it’s a new year that will hopefully be everything this last year should have been. I have a new room, a new schedule, a new attitude … hopefully a new start. I’ll do it right this time.

So. To end my spur-of-the-moment post, here’s Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd, a band that is one of my top-five all-time favourites (accompanied by Paul Simon, Dave Matthews (Band) … and two others I can’t quite decide on). Here’s to everyone I wish was here. Honestly, I wish I was there, but yea. Here’s to them …

Thursday, 10 July 2008

The World Spins Madly On

A special anniversary edition:

Today, the 10th of July, is Jona and my anniversary. Four years ago today as we were walking in the front door of my house at home a few days before I started 11th grade, Jona asked me out. It was the beginning of what has been the hardest and most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me. Here we are – Jona’s done with school, I’m heading into my third year of university … we’re all grown up. : ) SIGH. And four years later, we’re still on opposite sides of the planet. It’s ‘Musical Continents’ for people in love. In fact, now that I’m thinking about it, it’s more like Musical Continents combined with Pin-the-Tail-on-the-Donkey combined with an obstacle course of some kind. We’re hopping around the planet like there’s no tomorrow, we’re blind folded, we’re a little dizzy and we basically have no idea where we’re going except when circumstances yell at us in a ‘you’re hot’ or ‘you’re cold’ kind of way, and there’s all kinds of crap that we keep bumping into and having to crawl under or through or over top of. Really it’s a pain and we’re going to come out scratched up and bruised and dirty, but there’s a pretty sweet prize waiting at the end. (How’s that for an instant metaphor?!)

This is the first of four anniversaries we haven’t been together for. It’s been a little hard. We only got … 15 and a half hours when it was the 10th for the both of us, or, if you look at it the other way, we got 32 and a half hours when we can say it’s the 10th for one of us and we can continue celebrating. We got a quick hour of talking in the morning and then an hour and a half or so this afternoon. We got in a phone call too which was nice. At some point my cheeks were hurting from smiling and laughing so much and I described it as a big ball of happiness. It’s hard but who says distance is insurmountable? (People do … and they’re lying.)

In other news … I may not be working at the Kookie Kutter much longer. I got an offer from the Admissions office for the University and I’ll be working there part-time for the rest of July so that I can be trained by the person who’s job I’ll be taking (he’s going home) and then I’ll be full-time in August when he’s gone. That’s one month of less torture and better hours. I’m quite excited. Although, over the last couple of days since I’ve known that I’ll probably be leaving the Kookie Kutter, I actually think I’m going to miss it. Not it, the people. I’ve made friends with all the women (and the few men) that I work with and they’re the ones who make the job bearable. If not for good co-workers, I’d have probably quit ages ago. (That’s actually not true because it’s not in my nature to give up when things get hard, but still.)

And that’s the story. Every day things are a little bit less of a mess (give or take the little bit of chaos that is a normal part of life), every day I’m a little closer to seeing Jona again, every day is another day lived and another day older. And the world spins madly on.

Here’s to Jona and me and many, many years to come!

Woke up and wished that I was dead
With an aching in my head
I lay motionless in bed
I thought of you and where you'd gone
And let the world spin madly on

Everything that I said I'd do
Like make the world brand new
And take the time for you
I just got lost and slept right through the dawn
And the world spins madly on

I let the day go by
I always say goodbye
I watch the stars from my window sill
The whole world is moving and I'm standing still

Woke up and wished that I was dead
With an aching in my head
I lay motionless in bed
The night is here and the day is gone
And the world spins madly on

I thought of you and where you'd gone
And the world spins madly on.

World Spins Madly On, The Weepies

Tuesday, 1 July 2008

New Look

Don't be alarmed. You've found the right blog. I'm just trying a new look.