For the past one month, I have been in a state of constant confusion. Every single action, every single conversation, every single gaze that falls on someone, all of them deliberate. And this claw-like fear.
Every time I run an issue through my mind, it boils down to one answer: balance.
The purpose of my presence here, or rather, the purposes of my presence here.
That aside. The last two weeks have been enjoyable.
~Above all else: Argentine Tango Lesson in St. Columba's (ahem..a church)
~Sudden random phone call from Mom
~Vid-calling Xj
~Statistics Tutorials, Paul G. was an absolute darling
~Taking a walk in Magdalen College grounds with Jasmine, surrounded by tall trees and rustling leaves that deafens like a roaring sea.
~Midnight ice-cream at G&D's 'round the corner with the nice people of staircase 14
~Watching "Back to the Future" in Andy's room (8), followed by Andy dressing up as Hitler
~Long chatting sessions with Artemisa
~Psychology Tutorials
~Finishing my first Psy essay in the Lower Library, in front of a window overlooking the Nuffield Lawn, surrounded by ancient manuscipts in locked shelves
~Freshers' Dinner with Paul A., met a Swede and talked about Economics, absolutely Hogwartsy
~A short visit to the chapel, given free red wine by the chaplain and a spontaneous history lesson of the chapel by a respectable Medieval Historian, Matthew.
~Found out that Andy Paul Stefan Chen is really asexual and reproduces via budding. Found offsprings Andy and Paul in my staircase; both carry much similarities to parent organism
~Lugging my humongous second-hand Oxford Dictionary and Thesaurus back from Blackwells
~Coming back to a room permeated with the smell of remnant morning coffee
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