A Bird and A Ring

Today I walked into the 12th grade lounge in midlands for check-in and found to my surprise a little bird perched on the back of one of the chairs. At first I thought I was hallucinating, I only had about three hours of sleep due to my rather annoying cough which kept waking me up in the middle of the night at odd hours. Then I thought it was just a toy or something. Once it moved and cocked its head to the side did I realize that there was in fact a little bird in our lounge.

Once I had the sorted, I wanted to know where it came from. I found out after a minute when Swati came in that it had come in through a bathroom window and wouldn't leave, no matter how hard the girls had tried to persuade it out a window. It had eventually come to rest in our lounge where all but one door remained closed in hopes of it exiting the room.

Check-in started and girls started pouring into the lounge and exclaimed at the rather alive and animated bird in our lounge. It was rather annoying though that some of them started screaming when it came near. All it was trying to do was find a way out of a chaotic situation. At times during check-in it would aim for the lightbulbs only to plumet to the ground, catching itself just a few inches from the ground and pulling upwards towards the nearest spot to rest. It rested on a string attached to the tubelights on the ceiling that was there to hold decoractions up for Midlands open house. Its chest moved quickly up and down as it tried to find its way out. Finally, when check-in was over. Ms. Ronita and a few of us managed to get it into the room that connects our lounge to the Rec Hall where it found a spot to rest near the window. We opened the doors to the outside and left it to find its way out when it was ready to move again.

Another rather strange thing in life right now is a ring. Yesterday in the morning, Hazel was in a rush to go somewhere, as usual. Spotting me, she handed me a ring. She ran away while calling out not to lose it and to return it to her today. Perplexed, I carried it with me to my first class where I put it into my pocket. During the duration of the class, I pulled it out and tried it on my fingers. The only fingers it would fit on were my ring fingers. Not wanting it to fall out of my pocket or risk losing it I wore it on my right hand. After an hour of wearing the ring, I got irritated with it and switched it to my left hand. It remained there for the rest of the day, night and this whole day.

It's kind of an ornate ring. The ring has a square which is outlined with two bigger stones (real or not it's pretty) and four small stones. On top of the silver square is a black rose rises about a centimeter from the square. I've grown rather comfortable with its presence. Of course when Hazel asked for it back, I reluctantly started pulling it off my fingers. Seeing that, Hazel offered to let me keep it for a few more days. Gladly I accepted. True, I will grow attached to the ring, but I will give it back. It's just funny that I could get accustomed to a ring on that finger.

Just a few surprises life throws at you. :)