i think i'm moving. for no particular reason, perhaps just to orchestrate a new beginning, which's always attractive.

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can't believe it, the 7 week summer school programme at Harvard's coming to an end! it was gogogogo: trips, classes, and tests every week? yes please, i like my summer the alpha busy type. i don't think this experience can be summed up in a few words, cause frankly, it wasn't that much of a life-changing one (what was I expecting, anyway?), though ( Read more... )

i learnt over the past 2 weeks that expectation can be a dangerous thing. it's better to expect less, and be pleasantly surprised, than to set yourself up for disappointment. for the perfectionist in me this will be a tough transition, but a necessary one.

in other news, i think my american dream's not that sugar-coated anymore. it is a respectable ( Read more... )

ever since settling in harvard, snugly connected to the university's web server, i've been gleefully feeding my guilty pleasure of online shopping. several times a day i visit websites like urban outfitters and forever 21, pathologically checking and rechecking if there's any steals. i can almost remember most of the items on their catalogue now - ( Read more... )

on the bus: an aged lady stares at me, a little too hard. "is that short enough?" she suddenly asks, eyeing my dress. a moment of silence - i am stunned. i feel a bit naked, scrutinised, and morally evaluated. "huh?"

"i said, is that short enough?" she repeats, pointedly.

feigning of confusion fails.

"er...i guess that is pretty short. short enough ( Read more... )

travelling alone is a sobering experience. your senses and observations are inadvertently sharpened; the game of people-watching reaches a new height of intensity. you wonder, and take pleasurable guesses at what each of these faces looking past you represent. their expressions, their actions, the little items that they produce from their bags, the ( Read more... )

i was at the checkout paying for some groceries earlier, when i heard a thud and a crack. turning around, a young man in waitrose uniform stood hovering over what was once a bottle of wine on display, but now a pool of red with a smattering of broken glass chunks. dismay was written all over his face, as he stared at the mess on the floor, frozen, ( Read more... )

i can almost see the light at the end of the tunnel! :D  almost almost almost! ahhh the itchy feeling of ALMOST being there. 4 papers down, 1 more to go. monday -  I WILL BE CLEARED OF ALL CHARGES, removed of all burdens, restored as a normal functioning human being without a sick love affair with the library, installed with a new dose (hopefully a ( Read more... )

fridays after fridays. for the past 2 months of so, none of those brought about that indulgent feeling of TGIF. right now i'm waddling through the 2nd last friday till i wake up to complete carefree sunshine. this is not a complaint: i don't wish to victimise myself against exams, which i have learnt to accept now as inevitable and probably, ( Read more... )

back from the library, sprawled on the bed, jazz (yes, the ones that you blew my way) playing on the imac, taking in your handwriting hungrily, reliving those priceless moments with you.

thank god it's almost friday. 23 days till i next breathe you in.