January 2012
there are those days when i walk through the villard room while someone is playing some jazz piano and see people reading in the rose parlor, and i take a deep, content sigh where i realize i’m madly in love with this school.
tell me a joke.
keep me in mind for some other time.
tried watching parks and recreation today. it’s alright, i guess.
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this is basically my life.
deactivated my facebook. i guess this just means i’ll spend more time on tumblr.
going back to vassar tomorrow. feeling slightly ambivalent about it. i have such trouble sleeping, so i’m going to watch an hour of zooey deschanel’s new girl and hopefully pass out on the metro north.
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It’s not that Hong Kong people don’t feel “Chinese”; in fact, there are some who claim Hong Kong is more Chinese than the Mainland, because it was spared Mao and his destructive Cultural Revolution. There are wedding traditions, funeral customs, and even holidays celebrated here that are no longer part of regular tradition north of the Lo Wu border. In other words, Hong Kong people celebrate...
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too young to understand lol.
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oh, man. this is so sad. i just wrote that rant about “it gets better” yesterday.
my last.fm google extension is now set on scrobble. be prepared for the embarrassing amount of surf rock i listen to.
naked in bed listening to an old playlist i made this summer and reading about life and death on the US-mexico border. this is a nice way to start my day.
