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Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Those of you who have been reading this blog for a while (or my other one, that I wrote while in Singapore) know that I was in a relationship for the majority of my time in high school and the first year of university. Now I'm single again after over 3.5 years, and it's been a trip. I'm pretty sure I borrowed that phrase from my mother, but it's a good way to describe how it's been. And no, I don't do drugs.

What's weird about being single is that even though I'm not attached to anyone, I feel myself being pulled to or pushed from other people. It's a very different feeling than having someone steady that you can rely on for support, hugs and love. It seems like everyone is terrified of getting tied down or having their hearts broken, so they rely on technology to scout someone else until they are reasonably confident the person is a good idea. Even then, there's no way to prevent yourself from getting hurt in love entirely, so I've decided to accept getting hurt as a part of life and move on.

I haven't had a crush in forever, unless you count a major celebrity crush on Chris Pine. Assuming you don't (and I don't really), having a crush is such a weird feeling. I was hoping I had left behind all this nonsense in middle school or high school, but no. It's shockingly similar for better or worse. It feels like more of a game now though-- how do you know when you're texting someone too much? If they're still interested after you say something silly?

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Thursday, September 24, 2015

So I had a bunch of posts scheduled to go up last week, and somehow none of them managed to work. Have to get that sorted... but in the meantime, I went to Rhode Island last weekend!

It was my father's birthday last week, and my aunt from California (hi Nancy!) was on the east coast for a conference, so we all met up in Rhode Island together. We stayed at a beautiful place called Pleasant Point Inn that was really lovely. My room was decorated with sea-stars and other cute things. The breakfast was lovely, and there were appetisers  served  at 5pm. There was always lots of smoked salmon around with made me really happy. Additionally, the grounds were really pretty and there were always lots of sweets/snacks around. It was heaven for a college student to spend the weekend by the seaside.

We went to the Rhode Island Audubon Society that had a nice little exhibit area and did some walking around the area.  Got to spend some quality time with my father playing pool and darts, which was great. I don't get to see him as often as I would like, or spend as much time with him as I wish.

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It seems like the more I try to get into the swing of things, the less successful I am. Hopefully things will change sooner rather than later.
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Monday, September 14, 2015

I was listening to Spotify the other day when this song called "Pompeii" by Bastille came on. I'm sure everyone's heard it before... but if you haven't, I've embedded the video at the end of this post. This song takes me back to Singapore. I danced to remixes of this song when I turned eighteen in Singapore's nightclubs. Whenever it came on the radio in Singapore, my friends and I joked that Singapore would always be the "city that we loved", like in the lyrics.

Also my school used to sell these and I miss them immensely. 

I went to Singapore this summer and realised then I had the strangest feeling of being home while not actually being home. It felt more like home than driving through my actual hometown felt like... and I spent fifteen years in my childhood home! Maybe it's because those three years shaped so much of my current world view that I feel like Singapore is still sort of home.

So now I'm homesick for a place that isn't even home anymore. I don't miss high school or living at home (sorry Mom and Dad). I just miss the food, the people, the public transportation and the culture. Even though Singapore is going through some crazy political stuff right now and the PAP is under a lot of criticism, it's still an amazing place to be. I'm so proud that I called it home once and that it still holds a piece of my heart.

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Thursday, September 10, 2015

College is a great time in life because one is independent within a controlled environment. It's basically an introduction into the real world with a giant safety net of resources and people to help you if you fall. For some students, it's the first time they really control what they eat. This is great for some people-- I eat primarily vegetarian in college entirely out of personal preference.

Everyone talks about gaining the Freshman Fifteen, and I won't lie, I gained weight in my first year in my first year of college. Honestly, most people gain some weight from drinking and snacking rather than poor meal choices. Alcohol has a ton of calories, and college students are famous for eating pints of ice-cream in a single Netflix binge. Even students who don't drink alcohol often find themselves gaining weight from all those sugary Starbucks drinks!

Yet, I think there's something else that needs to be addressed about eating in college. Nutrition and skipping meals is not often addressed because they are sensitive topics, but they are both extremely important. A lot of students don't construct well-rounded meals for a number of reasons-- expense and convenience are the two biggest reasons I can think of. Students who cook for themselves often buy the cheapest possible food, depriving themselves of fruits and veg in favour of easy and cheap meals with little nutritional value. Others who eat in the dining hall often eat what tastes good (which is not always healthy) or get in-and-out as fast as possible by eating unhealthy options.

Based on the conversations I've been overhearing in the dining hall recently (Freshmen, you're very noisy!), a lot of students skip meals in order to keep their weight down.  It does seem like there's more disordered eating initially in the school year before students figure out what works for their bodies... but regardless, skipping meals is not a healthy way to go about weight loss. While I will admit that I generally eat 2 meals a day (late breakfast and early dinner), I make sure to eat enough calories to keep my energy up. I'm an active person-- I dance, skate and run around BU's campus. You can't expect to function well if you're not fuelling yourself properly!

So to my fellow students: take care of yourselves. I know college is a wild time, but make sure you're eating properly!
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Friday, September 4, 2015

I'm a Sophomore this year in university, which is pretty neat. It means I got through Freshman year mostly unscathed! Since I have so many AP credits and external summer credits, I'm actually sitting closer to Junior year standing than most people. It means I could potentially graduate early if I wanted to, which is pretty neat. I have no idea if I'll actually graduate early since I want to study abroad again, but all that remains to get sorted out in time.

Here's a list of ten things that confirmed to me that I was really and truly out of my first year:

1) I have run into people that I never wanted to see again for various reasons, and had to smile at them.
2) I'm not terrified of professors.
3) When someone set off the alarm in the dining hall, I assumed it was a Freshman (and was right).
4) Speaking of dining halls, I call it a dining hall. None of this "cafeteria" nonsense!
5) I don't travel in a massive pack around campus, blocking traffic and upperclassmen alike.
6) I may or may not have tried to send laser beams out of my eyes at the kid sitting in my spot in the library.
7) I've already power-read one book for class, and I still haven't purchased any textbooks.
8) My major is already declared and I'm not waffling between history and engineering (what?!).
9) When asked for directions, I only know the nickname for the building rather than the street address.
10) It feels like my university has been overrun with small, nervous children.

All that being said, I remember being really nervous freshman year. It's pretty funny to spot the guys who are dealing with being nervous by acting kind of cocky. In time, they'll learn how to blend in and join my university community. In the meantime, though, they're pretty cute. Like, in the same way your slightly annoying little cousin was really cute.
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Wednesday, September 2, 2015

It's move in time! I'm finally moved into my dorm though I must confess I think I'm going to try and switch. I'll talk more about the building once I no longer live there... but let's just say that what I thought I was getting and what I got was very different.

When I was a Freshman, I brought a hilarious amount of stuff. In my defense I had just moved from Singapore... but still, I basically brought my entire house with me. And quickly learned that in college, you don't need that much stuff. Your dorm is probably tiny anyways! Here are some things either I had or my roommates had that took up way too much space.

1) A bunch of throw pillows

I'm not sure what provoked me to buy a bunch of cute pillows before I moved into my dorm, but I can safely say they were useless. They took up a ton of room, got dusty and ended up stacked next to my bed as a makeshift beside table. Which is not the point of throw pillows. Bring your pillow for sleeping and maybe ONE throw pillow. But that is all you need.

2) A record player

My suitemates both had record players, much to my amusement and confusion. Why on earth do both girls need a record player if they almost never used them? Record players take up a lot of room and are pretty fragile, so leave them at home.

3) Excessive pairs of high heels

Okay, you've got to bring some shoes with you to college. However, my roommates and I all brought like seven pairs of shoes a person! One of my roommates brought five pairs of high heels and wore one pair exactly twice first semester. Even if you think you're going to be doing a lot of partying, those adorable heels that you can barely walk in can stay at home. Bring a couple of pairs at most that go with most of your outfits.
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