a lot's happened this month. some good, some not so good. but i don't really want to talk about it. i'm just glad it's over.

instead, i'd like to share a story my new bunk mate told me, which was, apparently told to us during math lecture last year. (somehow i missed it)

there was once a bird which had a very clear and sweet voice. so, it would fly around everyday, singing loudly and proudly. but one day, it lost its voice. it became very sad and started to feel cold. then along came a cow and dropped its poop on the bird. however, since the poop was fresh, it made the bird warm, and subsequently, happy again. it started to sing out loud once again! then alone came a dog, and ate the bird up, along with the poop.

there are 3 morals to the story.


1) the people who give you crap aren't necessarily your enemies.
2) the people who take away your crap aren't necessarily your friends.
3) when you're warm and comfortable, shut up.