hello, real life

Yup. You know the uni year has started when you're sitting in the refectory at 8:30 on a Monday morning downing coffee and hoping it'll get you through your 9am lecture.

Aaaand now I have nothing to do until 2pm, when izumihydra and I give our seminar presentation and then this summer research project is OVER AND DONE WITH. Hurrah.

For those that are interested, this semester I'm taking:

- Genes: Replication & Expression
- Ecology of Health & Disease
- Biological Bases of Behaviour
- an independent research course with my perception lecturer from last year, on the visual detection of motion

( Is anyone surprised? )

ETA: Sometimes my university is adorably dorky. In addition to the online services 'ISIS' and 'ANUBIS' (Interactive Student Information Services and ANU Business Information Services), they now have 'APOLLO' (ANU Polling Online). D'aww. I am so easily amused. And also changing the icon for this post to Apollo's I AM SURROUNDED BY PLEBES face, just because.

Rosary

I hear the anthem climbing note by note;
song like stars and voices soaring high,
perfect as the words you never wrote.

Praise and names come rising from the throat:
christus yahweh jesu adonai
I hear the anthem climbing note by note.

I stumble over verses learned by rote.
I know I cannot be, although I'll try,
perfect as the words you never wrote.

Hellfire warning: sinners shall be smote.
Virtue in sunsets. Night draws nigh.
I hear the anthem climbing note by note.

Gods and beads and prayer seem so remote
and yet so perfect, so unlike you and I.
Perfect as the words you never wrote.

Into the wooden arches the songs float
and whisper: every man is doomed to die.
I hear the anthem climbing note by note,
perfect as the words you never wrote.