Outlandish, to Say the Least!

Today got off to a really random start. I awoke to the muted sound of my alarm(it was in my pocket), then went back to bed and had a really crazy dream(I'll tell you in person if you need to know), which ended abruptly when maintenance workers from the 10th Circle of Dante's Inferno(BKA Heritage Commons) beat on my door so they could "treat" the mold that I reported in August...I know, ridiculous! I decided it was time to get up and study a little more for this Race and Law final. I did some reading, and then got up got dressed and went to Wheeler hall to do some more light studying. I think that I killed that final for the most part, I hope so anyway! Before I got away from the 10th Circle, Feminist Theory sent me a text message about some horrible blog...I finally checked it about 30 mins ago...I was ashamed of the content...it goes against all I stand for: Why would we want to tear our Black brothers and sisters down?? Anyway...I'm about to finish studying for this History exam...and then go to the grocery store and purchase some vittles!! Read the poem...it explains the horrid blog... but it explains my life this semester!

Outlandish

Bizarre world, weird life Outlandish people, eccentric minds We reverie about the future Live in the present But still miss the past We recall the blissful days Those memorable moments That we enjoyed a lot And shed tears We recollect those silly things Those awkward situations When we were nearly in tears And have a hearty laugh Isn’t the world bizarre?  Isn’t life weird?  Aren’t the people outlandish?  Isn’t their minds eccentric?  Kavitha Krishnamurthy