Sophomore year is over. College is halfway over. I'm not sure what to think. I made new friends, I kept some of the old. I did new activities, and in a way, I felt more free. Did I have a good time? Did I live it right ( Read more... )

We are thinkers. We are content with sitting by the river for hours, doing nothing but thinking. We lie on our beds during sunny afternoons, staring at the ceiling with our eyes glazed over, because therein lies something far more interesting than what the rest of the fair-weathered world has to offer. We prefer ourselves to the company of our ( Read more... )

I like how livejournal "autosaves" a draft of this entry every couple of minutes. In fact, when it auto-saved a couple of minutes ago, it saved a blank window. Thanks a lot, livejournal ( Read more... )

I just realized that I think I've been keeping up with this livejournal more for myself than for anyone else. I guess it gives me some little piece of mind that there's something constant in my life, and that's been with me since the early years. Aw, the early years. Take the way home that leads back to Sutherland Street...I've also realized how ( Read more... )

The weeks back at MIT have been spent catching up with first-semester friends, doing AXO stuff, looking out the window every morning in disgust of Boston weather (one day it was snowing, the next day it was sixty degrees), celebrating Cong's 20th, and staying away from pre-frosh so I don't have to lie to them ( Read more... )

I spent a spectacular Spring Break in this place that I can safely call home. It was not only an academic break, but also a great rest, mentally. My battery was dying, but now it's recharged ( Read more... )

I'm sitting here, waiting for something to happen. I've been sitting around for the past semester, waiting for something to happen. It's like I'm looking for something new, even though I'm not sure what. I'm looking for something to live for, to dream about, I guess ( Read more... )

I was sitting behind this girl/boy in Physics class and he/she smelled like Indian food. That bothers me so much. Do you not have access to gum or breath mints? Are you allergic to minty flavors? Do you enjoy smelling like what you eat? Jeez. I don't even mind it as much if people forget to clean out their teeth after eating spinach, or talk ( Read more... )

Some dangerously close encounters this weekend. You know, I've realized that you can learn so much from people who are younger than you. I had lunch with my new freshman friend Lyndsay on Friday, and we got into these philosophical topics that remind me of my conversations with Megan in high school. I hardly ever have deep conversations anymore ( Read more... )

I went to watch the Monologues tonight with some AXO girls in a large lecture hall on campus. It was a moving, comical, eyebrow-raising show and it made me proud to be at such a place where really sensitive subjects could be so casually talked about. But my mind started to drift during the second half, and suddenly, I fast-forwarded myself to the ( Read more... )