Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Good Day (~jinghan)

Note from the Author: My last few posts have all been a bit heavy with the sameness of each uni day, but today it is my pleasure to write to you about something, still ordinary, yet wonderful.

Nothing special happened today. It wasn’t an exciting day or an interesting day. But, I’ve decided, a day doesn’t have to have any of those to be a good day. In fact it has been an exceedingly good day, without being interesting at all, so the best narrative I can come up with is simply to list all the little things that made this day good:

• Last night, I got to read before bed, something that I’ve had less and less opportunities to do since my ascension in the hierarchy of the education system, and since I discovered the joys of the internet social world.
• And if that wasn’t good enough, I get a full night’s sleep as well.
• I wake up and study for the impending physics test, to be pleasantly surprised by the fact that everything I have studied in the past few days has been retained in my mind.
• It is raining as I walk to the train station, but a nice misty rain that falls without sound and makes everything look more alive. And it raised strange fragrances in the air, and for a second I believed I was in a foreign place.
• I do my physics test, and am again pleasantly surprised to find that it is neither too crafty nor short-for-time (something I can’t say for any of my previous physics tests.)
• I have lunch with some friends, food at the right time of the day always makes me happy.
• I go swimming.
• I go to my physics lab (last one for the semester and maybe ever) and the demonstrator, who was rather grumpy at me and my partner last week because we worked slowly and thoroughly and held him up, was in a very good mood today. Or maybe he liked us better because we were working faster this week, and for once we got out before other people.
• I go to read a movie from the Oovie vending machine, and the film that I had wanted to watch last week but wasn’t in, is in this week!
• I get to read a really interesting part of my book on the way home and barely notice the stations go past.
• And to top of everything, when I get home there is mail… for me! My friend who has gone to Adelaide this year to study Medicine has written to me, showing me his world in Adelaide, all because of a small comment I made about feeling a bit distanced from people and not having anything to look forward to at this point in the semester. As I read the hand-written letter the truth of that comment disintegrates.

You have those bad days where one bad thing just leads to another, but there you have it, you can have good days too, where one little good thing just brings in a whole catch, and it’s only when you sit down at the end of the day with that happy feeling in your heart that you look back and realise how good it all was.

Wishing you all a good day!