Tuesday, July 7, 2009

photosynthesis, more momentum and calculations.

aside from the fact that jetlag was slowly getting the best of me, fogging my vision with sleepiness, and out of nowhere making my lecturers sound liked dying cyborgs, I enjoyed today's classes . My brain hurting in gratitude to be kicked back into gear again. Everyone looked the same. Watching their faces I realized I actually missed the odd bunch, even though I wasn't away that long. Giddy with generous hugs from the lit group, I met up with Amin and Zamir. Their wrists still sported the ethnic bracelets I gave them even after all these months and I quickly wiped the silly grin of my face before they noticed. We exchanged hugs and it was obvious we missed each other's company by our warm , gawky embrace. Apparently Amin has a girlfriend now, an " amboi amboi amboi" as we call it and by damn I am jealous. Not that I am crushing, mind you. But you know the whole Guys and Girls being Close Friends shindig. The minute one gets attached to a person outside the common circle of friends, they start getting distanced. Hang out sessions would see them texting their temporary significant other, picking up phone calls and hiding in a corner. When that temporary significant other tags along on outings, we have to mind our Ps and Qs, not making the person feel left out and all those other butt-scratching-inducing protocols. Not that I mind, I'll just strike up normal conversations, like what's her take on the meaning of Life, the pitfall of the economy, her take on stocks and the recession, does Bloody Mary taste like blood? do rabbit feet really bring luck? does my ass look big in this? srsly.


I feel excited for this term. Yes the 3 week break has something to do with it. And why yes, the duration of the term is catchy indeed. Oooh and of course, my aunty's house is the perfect environment to study ( LOOK MA, CINELEISURE RIGHT OUTSIDE MA HOUSE - *zip~ ).

That said, all the application processes to universities in the US and the Uk has started , marking the end of gaga times and dawn of sugared personal statements, forecast results and truckloads of paper work. Oh lawsie T___T

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