so i'm forced to change seats in my international cinema class so that groups can discuss what they are going to write their papers on, of course i have no intention of discussing anything with anyone, and as the group of people to my right were showing each other pictures and talking about something i can't remember except to say it wasn't about a movie, the people behind me were far too cool, or far too looking at a wedding album, one of the two, the people to my left were discussing an entirely different movie from the one i plan to write on, and there was not a soul in front of me, i ended up keeping entirely to myself, as per said plan.
so i'm writing away when i notice this smell. and i will admit i don't often think of myself as a bed of roses, however, i try to ensure that i am not offensively odored when i go into public. this didn't seem to be on the mind of a certain person sitting directly next to me. bad body odor is not good, agreed upon, stale sweat or what have you. but it is often tolerable to a point. this was not body odor. or not from a living and human body at least. it took me forever to decipher it, and as i usually enjoy inhaling as little of such odors as i can, i may be well off, though for the life of me, and i'm unsure why, i feel as though i have nailed the sources.
:: no shower for anywhere from 4 to 13 days, depending on your rate of funkosity per day-unwashed
:: a fair amount of aged vomit, this perplexed me the longest
:: a sprinkle of two-day old urine, no pun intended
:: a dash of that smell that clothes get if you sleep in them many nights in a row without washing
:: a pinch of milk two weeks past due date, and warm, if you can pinch milk, though at that point i think you can
:: mix all but vomit vigorously, wiping any sweat from brow into the bowl
:: fold in vomit gently, so as not to let scent be diluted by fresh air.
:: soak oneself in it until absorbed
:: go to class.
i felt progressively sicker as the time passed, and wasn't hungry for the rest of the night. eating was hard.
i realize this only shows off how much i've been made to desire certain smells by society, draw any conclusions you wish, i'm not a fan of throwing up.
"you can see it in a clear blue sky,
you can see it in a woman's eyes,
you can hear it in your baby's cries,
you can hear it in your lover's sighs,
you can touch it in a grain of sand,
yeah hold it right there
in the palm of your hand,
feel it 'round you everyday,
and hear what i've got to say..
God gave me everything i want
i'll give it all to you.." -m.j.
i'll give it all to you..