Friday, December 21, 2007
So the mayhem of the semester has finally died down: no more studying, parties, practices, performances, meetings, social obligations, assignments, and all of the frills and buzz that form so much of my identity during the academic year. Now, its just me and (unhealthy obsession with) YouTube, Facebook, New York, Princeton, and long lazy days sleeping in. And even that will be going away when I embark on my trip to Peru/Bolivia this Tuesday.
So in the midst of this sudden imposed lull, I've become acutely aware of how quiet campus is. 80% of the rooms in the high rises are dark, Locust Walk is devoid of fast walking students and people hustling fliers. And with the exception of the people I'm going to Peru with, I've run out of people to hang out with because they've all gone home. (with the exception of you, who drove me to Princeton and back today.. thank you! :)) Shops are playing Christmas carols, and Facebook has pictures of friends throwing parties for long lost high school friends not seen since the summer. New York has a big tree with pretty lights and Christmas carolers and Salvation Army people ringing bells and long lines at the Rockafella ice rink and a Christmas fair at Bryant Park.
And in the midst of it all, quite frankly, without the roaring company I've enjoyed all semester from having friends all around me, I'm missing home. And mum and dad and my sis. And my beloved 25th Student Council peeps who're organizing the most amazing NYE celebration ever. And driving at 3am to nowhere in particular. And clubbing at Zouk. And dance classes at Jitterbugs. And swimming in the sun.
Yes, I miss you, Singapore. Even if I don't mention it much on this blog, and even though I scorn at its (lack of) political freedom and myopic perspectives and immature characteristics, I still miss the essence of what I call "home".
Now now, I'm not usually this nostalgic, perhaps its because I usually don't have time to reflect about what defines me in this crazy collegiate life, or that because I'm such a chameleon that I can morph myself so easily into whatever environment I'm in through my activities and social networks and bustling lifestyle. But take that all away and I realize: I still need home.
I'm going to be leaving for Peru/Bolivia on Christmas eve, I really need to immerse myself into Third World country exploration and fun and forget about how much I miss you.
My Christmas wish list:
1. Mum and Dad and Vanessa
2. 25th Student Council NYE celebration
3. Everything else that defines home
4. To stop flirting with people I'm not serious with, and to stop wanting people I cannot have, and to have a person I can legitimately want.
5. That Dance Group. I have a good vibe about it. Maybe... next semester.
6.
7. To stop worrying about my (shitty) grades and realize that I'm learning the most in my hardest classes.
8. Not to forget that "friendship" is a priority in life.
9. To be serious and start preparing for my future
10. God.
As an afterthought:
11. An iPhone
12. A welsh corgi
13. Mousy-looking girl(s)
Feliz Navidad, everyone!
he rocked the party at 11:46 PM |
