It's been a while since I last written. Much has come to pass in the past 2-3 months - some good, some less so, but bottom line is I have learned a lot and am humbled by the fact that I still have a long way to go to become the best person I can be. What have happened have happened and there's no way I can change history, but I can make sure it doesn't happen again. I am a work in progress and I'm only 27 (even if only for 2 more months lol). Anyways I've decided to grow the fuck up and cut out the drama.
Enough of that, life is far too short to talk only about myself. A visit to Singapore and meeting old friends from 5-6 years ago (ah those days were golden) prompted me to go back to my old blog. I realized I sounded much livelier when I talked a lot about my surroundings - my friends and the stupid and (occasionally) nice things they do that made me love them so much (even though I tend to neglect you all - my bad and I'll change!!!), my hall obligations that kept me up most of the time and without me knowing shaped much of my personality, my classes/exams that I didn't like so much but did anyways, stuff I did/places I went with friends that became some of my fondest life memories, the hardships that I endured which got me to where I am today as a person (which is not my destination, thank goodness), etc. [Gosh, I'm still talking about myself. Screw it.]
I kinda included those elements in this blog in the past 2 years but it seemed like I didn't do that enough to give myself a good picture of how life was, partly because I was too busy looking at my hot W in all my waking hours, and partly because I, sad to say, had been oblivious to my surroundings other than TFP (Read
here ).
So....I have taken pains to move to a new neighborhood - the chic South End as they call it. I have yet to fully explore the neighborhood but so far I like what I am seeing. The Northeastern campus is aesthetically pleasing and is a great place to run in - it kinda reminded me of jogging in NUS without the hills, hip restaurants and stores are within walking distance, public transport a mere 5-minute walk away. My place is bigger than any one I have lived in (read: I'd probably have a place for you to crash should you come visit Boston), but I need some real work to make it look like a real home. This place has serious potential, I've always believed.
My room mate, whom you may hear about more often as time goes by, is a hot, 6-feet-tall (without shoes) French Canadian dentist (guys, don't be jealous) and she has a much better-looking purple room. She has graciously agreed to help me design my space and we'll see how it goes. (And she's partying it up tonight while I am here writing in my long forsaken blog. Nice.) We get along handsomely (I dyed her hair and she ate my candies) and I hope we stay this way.
I have also been exploring the city/TFP and to see it has to offer with some friends will continue to chronicle my adventures from now onwards. Hopefully when I look back in 5 years they will be as good as my blogspot in reminding of how life was now. Meantime, it's time to get my beauty sleep, even though it's kinda pointless now that it's gonna be 3am. I should seriously quit sleeping late. xoxo ;)
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