Today I went to Miller Hall’s geology museum, just for a visit. It’s been a while since I’ve been, and seeing as I pulled another all-nighter last night, it was raining, and the lights looked so inviting, I figured it was about time.
I started off by looking at the selection of rocks and minerals used in Geology class for first year engineers, which involved a little wistful reflection of those times so many years ago when we had to perform all the tests on the samples to determine their properties and later their names. I always have loved Geology, but I was going through so much during that time, I couldn’t even enjoy it then. 😦 I moved on to the end of the hall, where they had a few little samples of random rocks, and then I backtracked to my favourite part: the collection of meteorites. I had my music on high, and just immersed myself. It was wonderful. Peaceful. There’s also the additional effect it has on me, based on feelings I have toward nature (see the post directly below this for more info on that), so it was really a good mental break.
I then moved to the main room, where there appeared to be a class trip for some French-speaking kids, maybe grade 5 or so. I turned my music up and toured around, stopping at some of my favourites — the tall amethyst sliced-in-half-geode, galena, pyrite, azurite, the gorgeous chalcopyrite, molybdenum, smithsonite, sodalite, tourmaline, and of course all kinds of quartz….. and yes, I did just go to a random minerals site alphabetically 🙂 There were, of course, many others, but far be it from me to remember what they were. I’m always kind of surprised they don’t have (or maybe I just can’t find it) one of my favourites, lab-made bismuth. I had one once, and it disappeared somewhere, but it had what I just found out is called “hopper” qualities — where basically the mineral forms an empty cube without a top, and then stacks these box-like structures all over itself in really neat designs. It’s also got some iridescence going on, which is always pretty neat. Oh, and there was ulexite, which I love to look at because it has fiber-optic properties. Very cool.
I love just going to places like that randomly, it’s so inspirational and relaxing at the same time. It was also nice to see some of the children fascinated in the minerals, while the others ran around yelling. Haha, I guess it brought me back to my youth….. not a bad place to visit every once in a while….. 🙂
It occurs to me that not a lot of people pull all-nighters. I find it, well, good I guess. They’re sometimes enjoyable…… but they have their moments. Like, tonight, I stayed up (well I’m still up), and was working (the not-so-fun kind of all-nighters), but I luckily caught up on my junk so that makes me feel good. However, I had a few fun experiences with my body hating me. Here are a couple things that may happen to you if you pull an all-nighter, and you shouldn’t be surprised if they do:
- shaking. Just general shaking in different parts of your body. Tonight it was my left hand.
- weird popping feeling in your eye. I don’t know what this is.
- random numbness, usually from sitting at a computer for long periods of time banging my head against the desk.
- dehydration. It’s easy to forget to drink when you can barely remember to open your eyes. (Also comes in the opposite form, when you’re obsessively drinking something to try and keep yourself awake.)
- hunger from 2 a.m. to 4 a.m.
- random activity cravings. Like suddenly wanting to go swimming, even though you haven’t in months.
- random food cravings. Like clam chowder.
- sudden understanding of your pet. It’s like we’re at the same intelligence level…..
- sudden ability to clean. You might not have been the best before, but you’re Industrial Strength now……
- sudden memory recovery…… of all the e-mails you haven’t yet replied to. Don’t be alarmed if you feel this crucial to complete immediately. It’s normal.
- chest pains. Yep! Just as fun as they sound!
- waking up when you didn’t know you were asleep. The best is when you’re holding something like a hair dryer or book, because you freak out when you wake up and you freak out again as you drop something. (Bonus: when you’re on the bus, and you wake up with a jolt, having flung your arms wildly, only to get strange looks from the people around you/people you hit)
- brain pains. You know how diagrams show the different sections of your brain and what they’re used for? Well you just exploded the Common Sense one. Congratulations! You’re now among the other 90% of the population. 😛
I hope you’ve learned your lesson, because I sure haven’t…… Umm, what am I talking about again? I should go. I think I have an e-mail to write. It’s for my cat.
I cannot say I’m pleased
repetition is, however, foreseeable
and I did not foresee
a failure on my part for feeling
the rudimentary error of my species
a mistake Mother Nature corrected with the others
a moronic faux-pas in this century
if I collapse, you’ll understand
for I’ve forgotten what is new
and I’ll remember the old
all over again so it is once more fresh and disturbed
tiny speckled thoughts of random
tear me away into bliss
but sharp jabs in my side remind me
such cringing should be my guest
it heralds not impossibility
and speaks with the ancient eyes
so why do I feel so lost and helpless
when my stage continues to grow
and my crowd fights it out amongst themselves
this mantle is silent but near implosion
with albums of fear and hatred and ignorance
weighing down on the chance for sustainment
but bricks are strong
and though the weight is mighty
it keeps me afloat somehow
my worries only feelings
those rancid add-ons to our faulty line
Copyright L.M. 2007.
Paragraphs on topic,
friends and family present,
a feeling of life on the edge of something newer
Cards and feelings on the table
freshly polished and bombarded with notions
verging on hypotheses not far from illusions
Sentence structure will remain
long after flowers fade and shades are drawn
But would it just wait a while longer?
Dew has not yet settled
and the ink barely begun to flow
There is no knowledge yet but with warnings cautiously heeded
there is promise and hope
What shall emerge from this thick-skinned cocoon?
Or will anything at all?
A new plan could enable us to breathe once more
Or it may again fall short of expectations
and dependence on cure upon cure will resist the pressure
of the deepening crease on my brow
and the tweeting of the sparrows,
the beckoning call of nature
Copyright L.M. 2005.