first week Saturday, 10 June, 2006
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It's the end of the first week. At the rate things are going, I'll be on the plane back to Singapore before I know it. It's Friday afternoon right now and very cloudy. Probably going to rain again. My umbrella is at its deathbed from overuse. I have a replacement from Urban Outfitters! It's an adorable black and white umbrella: white with a black embroidered trim. I need to stop going to that store. Resist! (Resistance is futileO_O)
Yesterday was quite a nightmare because I was trying to finish the readings from Wednesday and then the ones for today. There's so much to read, which is to be expected since material for a full semester is crammed into five weeks. Expected or not, it's just not very pleasant. On the bright side of things, it's a much more conducive learning environment here than it is in Singapore largely because of the weather, so reading the material here isn't as bad as it would be back home. In any case, I want desperately to speak up at least once in every class I attend, so I need to read in order to know what's going on in order to have something to say.
In the attempt to keep fit and trim, Chelsea and I went for a 40-minute run yesterday morning. It was also a good way of exploring the sleepy college town. We passed by the Yale Peabody Museum of Natural History, churches, houses. Lovely scenery. It's rather strange to run here because I don't sweat buckets like I do running in Singapore. Feels wrong.
Was just at lunch where an interesting conversation took place yet again. Present were the Australian, a Brazilian, a German, a Mexican, an American and me and Hui. Started off with the World Cup, went on to voting, jumped to "Chinese mafia" in Vancouver, veered off to the reason why Canberra is the capital of Australia, and then to the roots of languages and other random interesting topics. There are plenty of things to be learnt in the dining hall.
Heading to Wal-Mart later. I can't wait to check it out. It's so quintessentially American, isn't it?
Think about this: Singaporeans can drink at 18 but can only vote at 21, whereas Americans can vote at 18 but can only drink at 21.
Am still insanely jealous. Even more jealous, in fact. I swear, you have to buy sthg frm Urban Outfitters for me.
In my office, intelligent conversation means discussing how we cut our hair. Hahaha.
okay nydia beat me to it but…
GASP! OUTFITTERS!
well you two will be glad to know there’s outfitter girls (yes, not quite the same) now right here in SG.
i’m less envious cuz i wanna go NYU. not Yale. hurhur. bimbo, what to do. i
Nyd- Yes honey(:
Fiza- I love love the store. Oh there is? Where? I’m going into New York this weekend, so I foresee more shopping.
btw, me was the subject of the hair…i got my haircut!
leaf- Ooo! Picture! I want to see.
I am just amazed at how well you write! Keep-on going you are just so good… mary