I felt a lot better after hearing this song on the radio and my new roommates decided to celebrate Victoria Day with berry trifle and a good movie.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Today
Despite a rather depressing day yesterday because of circumstances (hopefully) out of my control (vague, I know, but oh well), and stewing a bit today and being rather sad in general, I decided just now that I should just wait until I know how it will turn out and not jump to conclusions. I think that's good advice in general.
Monday, May 17, 2010
England!
Thursday very late at night, we returned from England (just in time too, since the volcano started spewing over Southern England again just after). It was such a great trip! There were so many things that I loved about it, and only a couple of things I can think of that would've made it better (warmer and less windy weather, living closer to a Tube station, having more time and a bigger living space) and everything else was a wonderful experience. I learned so much about English history, about architecture, and other stuff. And I learned Christopher Wren was like...I don't know...the Frank Lloyd Wright of his day. He seriously built everything. But it's cool. There were so many highlights, I can't pick just one, so maybe you'll have to ask me about it in person when I can go on and on...
Sloths
This will totally make your day. It made mine, and it's only 7:30am.
Meet the sloths from Amphibian Avenger on Vimeo.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Invictus
On the plane ride home from England, I watched a bunch of movies, one of which was "Invictus." It reminded me of how much I love the namesake poem. It gives me hope.
Invictus
by William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
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