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Rana biography portrait
drawn Sep 4, ’10 / coloured Oct 11-15, ’10
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Oh hey, it’s Rana. She’s my childish Hylian character! She loves acting like a little kid and doing acrobatics and giggling and also defeating evil! Bio is here!
Wind Symphony concert tonight. I met a bunch of first/second years but I don’t remember any of their names, so a lot of good that did… Anyway, they all played splendidly. The percussion section was terrific fun to watch, and I’m going to give shout-outs to all the people I know… Aaron on timpani, Rob “Robot” P (I’ve decided that should be his nickname from now on – he stands so straight when he plays!), Alexei with that terrific solo on xylophone or something and then all that other stuff that was awesome, and Taylor with that fantastic roll and other things too.
Did I mention I have socks? I have new socks. I needed them pretty badly. I went shopping for them with my friend KevinT and he bought two pairs of sneakers for a very good price (he needed ‘em too) so it was a successful day for feet in general on Thursday.
I also rented Drunken Master I today (well, yesterday now). Because I haven’t had enough Jackie Chan (after one movie) yet. Whoo!
EDIT: This morning I woke up from a crazy dream that started after I fell asleep again after reminding myself that I wouldn’t be meeting with L for a ridiculously early run. In the dream I actually did go up to the university and hung around anyway; she had an old beat-up Asian pseudo-notebook/cellphone/blackberry about the size of a large calculator and I messed around with it until she came running back to get it because she forgot it. Then I went to her apartment in cluster and Erica was lying on the couch but she had Laura’s voice, and Armand was also there for some reason. Also there was a huge herd of goats down on the first floor, and some percussionists from the concert last night and their girlfriends. (why are all the school percussionists male this year?) Anyway, then it morphed into another supermarket dream… I have those on occasion… there was Hallowe’en candy everywhere. Then I went out a different door and found myself in Comox on the main street, at the water-facing end of the mall… I turned right and went down the street, and the town was covered in cheezy Hallowe’en decorations. Like small rubber Frankenstein monsters, which were being flung all over the place by a sling mounted on a ship that was way too far inland… but I didn’t think about that. The next thing I knew I was going through a tunnel. There was a curtain over the end of it, and pale golden light was pouring through it. I stepped through the curtain and I was on a high and narrow bridge surrounded by deep green evergreen-forested valleys and golden-peaked mountains. Right ahead was a tall and massive arch, and behind it was a golden mountain. The bridge led right to it. It looked close, like a painting, like I could reach out and touch it. But I knew it was a place I could go to if I just followed the bridge. On top was something spiky, like a castle, but it was so tiny I couldn’t see what it was at all. The sun was beginning to rise behind these mountains and it made the sky also golden, and a little bit pink, and the mountains were getting more and more golden by the minute although they were white (with snow?) around the edges and their lower slopes were covered in the evergreens. It was so vivid, but it’s fading in my memory now.
I really want to go to that mountain, but the last thing before I woke up again was that the mountain was just an oddly coloured mountain-shaped terrain decoration in the Borg game that I’m playing, which I am convinced means that if I went there it would lose its magic.
On the other hand, what does Flairé think about it? Is this from the Adhemlenei? I think it isn’t, but it can’t hurt to check.
Last Greek and Roman class yesterday; today found out that I have two copies of the textbook because I was prepared – and then forgot about it. And the textbook has tear-out pages so I can’t resell it at the bookstore. Pickles. Well, off to SUBText! They resell stuff too. Pretty much all else I have to say is that I have a lot of junk in my room that I can’t decide what to do with. Y’know, I think I’m just going to throw it all out. Sounds good! Then I won’t have to worry about it anymore because guess what: I never look at it anyway! (marches off chanting “Down with clutter!”) 