Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes!

Back to school soon.

This both thrills me and makes me want to vomit copious amounts into someone’s shoes.

I’m thrilled because I’m a dork and school makes me happy.

I want to vomit because if I see one more goddamn facebook status or pm or hear someone say ‘Well, one chapter ends, another one beginning’, or any variation of that sentence, I might just blow a gasket and become one of those creepy people that just sit in corners and mumble, or stab people viciously in the face with sporks.

I do love sporks.




But I digress. Enough with the ranty-rant. But wait! That ties in with our topic today! Watch as the amazing bananahead sinks into metaphor-world and slowly drowns herself in a pit of despair and cheap cologne.

Today’s topic is metamorphosis. The changing of one thing into another. Much like high-school students becoming university students. If you can’t see the relation here, I hope fire ants get you while you sleep. (I’m feeling snarky today. Can you tell? Probably not the best time to be writing about why the world rocks. Meh.)

If we’re going by definition, Metamorphosis is a biological process by which an animal physically develops after birth or hatching, involving a conspicuous and relatively abrupt change in the animal's body structure through cell growth and differentiation. For you lesser-educated folks, that means it changes into something else.

Contrary to popular belief, this is not caused by wizards. It is science!

Many creatures in the animal and insect kingdoms go through metamorphosis, the most famously being the caterpillar-chrysalis-butterfly cycle that we all had to memorize and probably draw a dozen times in elementary school.

If you eat a lot, I guarantee you will change. Promise.

Another pretty well known one is the tadpole-freaky hybrid-frog metamorphosis, in which a fish grows a set (of lungs….) and legs and starts hopping around the place. Some other lesser known ones include newts and dragonflies.

My favourite however, would have to be when fish and frogs completely change gender. If that’s not a metamorphosis, I don’t care about it anymore. This shit is real. In areas where there are few males, dominant and larger females will change their gender. Exactly like what happened in Jurassic Park. Damned Velociraptors.


I'm transgendered!

Why is it, in every post, I somehow manage to stick in a dino reference?!

Why is this awesome bananahead? Because. It’s the idea of taking something old, and making it entirely new. A different animal. A different shape, a different size. It’s like being reborn. Like a lot of people, I dye my hair whenever I feel bad about myself. I try new outfits, new looks. I try to reinvent myself. This is reinvention at its most natural and basic form. And the idea that a change could be so complete, and moreso, so natural (I’m not talking Heidi Montag), astounds me. It’s like a tiny little miracle.

Sometimes, I envy butterflies for their ability to change into something so new and different and beautiful. Go through their own little miracle transformation.


And then I remember what it’s like to live through the winter, and I am content.