weird encounters

so i finish the business organization (aka corporations) exam. very anticlimactic considering i pulled my first exam induced all nighter. anyway, i’m walking to here [more on this below] and then i see my path is closed because they’re cutting down a huge tree. i’m somewhat fascinated. i mean it’s really big. and then i think it’s also sad. so anyway, i change my path. have to walk across the grass, which in all honesty i’ve never done before. i’m feel a little buoyed now cos of the exam and the tree and the lil flakes of snow. and then i see it: a big, pudgy squirrel. i don’t know why but i have the urge to say out lout: cheghadr to chaghi! [translation: wow, you’re so fat!] then i start thinking to myself, how weird is this and how would i explain this to someone else. smiling to myself, i look up to see my prof staring at me! after recognizing him w/ the cute eskimo hat, which he promptly takes off (why? my dad wears one: i think it’s cute), he admonishes me for walking on the grass. but, i protest: the tree! he tells me i should go relax. he studies farsi for his degree... i wonder if he heard and understood what i said :)

[i should probably refrain from any possible attempts are professional writing. the narrative up in the preceding paragraph is awful. but it was weird enough to warrant sharing w/ the whole world.]

anyway, i’m relaxing now. playing bejeweled and letting my mind slip back into mush state. i have a nice view. watching the little canadian flag go crazy in the wind over at massey college. the little flakes keep coming. i wish i could just sleep. the next 15 days until i fly out (all alone) are going to be crazy. sleep deprived. and certainly not ready for another episode tonight.