the joy of snail mail.

What an unexceptional day. My biology lab group continues to grow more ridiculous, and I love them for it, while calculus continues to grow exponentially more difficult. I also haven't worn makeup or done my hair in about three days now, but I haven't progressed to the point of wearing sweatpants continuously or donning clothes that have previously been worn numerous times. Yet.

Out of the ordinary, two significant things happened. I received news that my great aunt had passed away, and I got a letter from my best friend.

In all honesty, I was not close to my great aunt. I loved her as a family member, and I'm very sad she is no longer with us, but I seldom saw her, unless she accompanied us on a semi-annual family trip to Mackinac Island. However, I regret not getting to know her more. Humans store a lifetime worth of memories, and a majority of them never get told. They then vanish when the human does.

I feel worse for those that were close to her, such as my grandma, who no longer has anyone she can share her childhood memories with. I don't exactly know how I would feel about that. Being alone.

On a more cheerful note. I received a letter in the mail from my best friend. There's something much more satisfying about snail mail than there is a Facebook message or an e-mail. Anyway, after opening the meticulously decorated dinosaur envelope, three things fell out. A small note, a picture of us with a stunningly creepy old man in the background, and a picture of an axolotl, my favorite creature.

These items would mean nothing to someone else. It makes you appreciate having such a friend and having things that only you two would understand. I miss having her around all the time to accomplish ridiculous things whenever we want. But, life goes on, and it's not like we've moved to different planets.

Overall, it's been a rather bland day, and I really do not want to attend my research program's seminar tonight.