Either I accidentally got high off of that permanent marker that I was sniffing in psychology, or a nun in her all nunny (cool word bro) glory walked into the bungalow. It was absolutely amazing. There was a certain excitement in the air because now people can say: "dude, there's a nun in my class!". I bet you can't say that.
And then when I was on my way back to the tram, a monk walked by in his orange robes banging his head to an ipod. Seriously, I was going to turn around and stalk his ass like the little creeper that I am. There is so much that I want to know! I want to be cool & hip with the monk crowd. How can I fit in?
Two blessings in a row; Buddha bless you