as i contemplated dividing my MSN contact list by time zone for easy reference, and decide whether or not to program singaporean numbers into my american cellphone (cellphone, not handphone), and thinking over an email i just read, i'm feeling the wind chill that's coming from the lake, which reminds me how far away i am from home.
but out of consideration to you, who are probably sick of my ramblings on moving from one continent to another, i shall refrain from any thoughts of homesickness and the like.
which brings me to nothing in particular. i'm feeling pretty daunted by the number of books i have to read. the fact that they cost me 107 US dollars, and are merely for 2 classes this quarter, also makes me want to petition for an increase in the book allowance. but that is besides the point. inertia is such that i'm finding it difficult to even pick up a book, much less open it to the appropriate page and try to begin the process of moving text from paper to head.
i am also feeling very helpless about the city. i'm the sort that likes to know where i am going all the time, and now i don't and there is this huge confusing city just to the north of me and instead of feeling excited, i'm also rather scared of it. and all the interesting stuff seem to be situated as far as possible from the number 6 bus route, which is irritating.
american food is very very predictable. luckily i am not very choosy at all as to what i eat. but i can already foresee myself getting sick of the food. for your information, there are 3 dining halls, 2 of which are for all purposes identical, and one that is expensive but has more variety. and i don't know why anyone would care about that.
and i am sick of people taking me for granted. okay, that just came out cos someone just did that and i'm feeling very pissed off about it for some reason. i know i should be helpful and stuff, but i do exist. and it annoys me when people treat me like i don't.
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