I am going to hand in my Honours dissertation tomorrow, effectively completing my university education. It’s surreal, bittersweet… You name it, I feel it. In my writing, at several moments, I remembered you. Taken from my thesis acknowledgements:
My supervisor, Dr. Rebecca Suter, who has been simply indispensable in the past year – my sincerest thanks [...]
Entries Tagged as ‘I is kooky’
November 9, 2009
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June 20, 2009
Different strokes
My head is a ‘library of knowledge’, unfortunately on a topic I cannot discuss elsewhere. I have accumulated ten months’ worth of research for my thesis paper and it irritates me (a major understatement – ‘nauseates’ is more accurate) to have to reference a title with American spelling – ‘or’s, ‘og’s, ‘er’s, ‘ze’s, etc.
And now, [...]
June 10, 2009
Lexicon
I need to start writing my Honours paper this month (although I should have begun in May), so it’s semi-logical that I measure the extent of my vocabulary. Voilà – a word cloud of the 75 words I most frequently use on this blog:
At least I exercise judiciousness, evidenced by how small most of the [...]
March 7, 2009
Multiracial superficial
Good looks aside, why I am infatuated with Oguri Shun is a far cry from the reasons behind my schoolgirl crush on Zheng Yuan Chang and Lee Min Ho.
February 14, 2009
The stars in the sky
I may be single, but being a girl stereotypically means I am a romantic, no matter the circumstance.
February 3, 2009
Tough love and labour
How Roger Federer impels me to take action regarding my health (physical and mental) and fitness, without having to actually engage in tennis:
Running and jumping during televised tournaments makes for good exercise.
The Federer Diet – a loss in matches, as well as my appetite.
Too busy feeling sadistic and depressed to get out of bed.
Avoid being [...]
February 1, 2009
Get it out of my system
It was so surreal and almost make-believe that I discounted the fact that it actually happened. And just like that, my ‘date with destiny’ came and went.
How more hardcore fans remain satisfied with such a short-lived encounter I can never fathom. I, too, quietly gasped when he made his appearance; laughed harder than necessary at his antics; [...]
January 10, 2009
Delayed reaction
A word to the wise: Do not talk or ask questions about Japanese, Korean or Taiwanese television series in my presence – you will send me into a tirade of squeals, kawaii actions, made-up Japanese and Korean phrases and laughable conduct in general (please observe).
I blame this behaviour, unworthy of an adult, on the deprivation [...]
January 9, 2009
Live, breathe
I cannot draw; my stickmen doodles are a joke. Not every piece of art I appreciate.
You would think that I have gained an exponential interest in art, especially after being in the company of Picasso, Monet, Renoir, and van Gogh, as well as moulages from The Louvre, during my time at Artica for the past three years. Just [...]
December 24, 2008
Eccentricities and straitjackets
According to my scale of WTF (1 being the most puzzling):
Christopher cannot eat rice when there is food that requires him to use both hands, like shelled prawns – he does not like a sticky spoon.
Christopher eats sweets two at a time, so he will, whenever possible, have an even number left over.
Christopher and Gerard [...]