Friday, August 24, 2012

Sometimes I think about huixian and remember how she put up with me in so many ways during lab classes. I was especially difficult during physics (not least because I felt that physics was being most difficult with me) when I would proclaim that I didn't know how to connect the ammeters and that I will never learn how to, despite her protests that it was simply (and here because of my stubbornness in blocking it out I cannot remember what exactly it was, but let's just say) red to black to red. My true blue asininity was displayed during bio as well, when on one occasion I insisted on using the marbles not for the experiment but instead for juggling into the ceiling fan whereupon they would ricochet back towards us at a v high enough I think to crack our skulls.

And all I can remember of her is that throughout all this childish bullshit, she was looking at me with mild amusement.

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Robert Herrick
To the Virgins, to make much of Time
GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,        
The higher he 's a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he 's to setting.

That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer; 
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.

Then be not coy, but use your time,
And while ye may, go marry:
For having lost but once your prime, 
You may for ever tarry.