Wednesday, March 08, 2006 | 22:24
Give your piece of mind Television is beginning to be something of a foreign entity to me now. I don't think I could even begin to tell you who won the Oscars the other night or who wore what and what's happening in the latest season of Lost or House. It's like no one even bothers with TV here where back home, everything revolves around the idiot box.
I kind of love it but hate it as well. Will get back on that to reconfirm feelings about lack of TV watching since I arrived here.
There're so many things I want to say yet I can't recall most of them. The little bits of information are probably lodged in the back of my head where I just have to dig them up someday and put them into comprehensible sentences known to humankind. So far, I've been singing in the IH choir where we're going to be performing the Dutch national anthem titled 'Wilhelmus van Nassouwe' on National Night which is a week from tomorrow and I have no idea whatsoever as to how we'll sound like come Thursday night. Went to my first house warming cum drinking party and discovered more long lost high school seniors on the way. Begun reading up on lecture notes, long and droning text books, and half-heartedly finishing up tutes. The laundry basket is piling up with dirt-sodden clothes while the room's dark corners are collecting dust. Attended the first official High Table dinner last Thursday night where I donned my first academic gown thing and actually sat down to a proper sit-down dinner where we were nicely served to. So, yes, to answer the all holy question of whether I'm doing fine; it is an affirmative 'Yes'.
The homesickness feeling is starting to sink in now. It's not like I'm thoroughly missing home but just the familiarity of home. Trying to find your place here and where you actually fit in is a challenge but a cool and exciting one at that. I can feel my stomach expanding with every passing morning I wake up to but I'm not one who will go join a gym just to loose a few pounds but have fifty strangers looking at me attempting the weights and thigh-firming machine.
Thick and newly purchased and falsified "new" edition textbooks are calling out to me to peruse through them for the night. Heard a juicy gossip back at the house warming party where a Fresher got laid with an O-weeker behind a garbage dump on one of the nights during O-week and there was some alcohol involved.
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