darkness

for the past 10 days or so, i am in the house alone. one of my housemate flew back home, the other went house-sitting for a friend of his. He is not alone though. his girlfriend who studies in Newcastle came here on the 22nd and stays with him throughout the holidays.


The first week of quietness and peace was enjoyable. I felt I was totally fine spending time with myself and being well-rested. But these days it does not really feel that way anymore. I wish my housemates will be back here soon and we can again enjoy the nice time we share with each other.

But the truth is that one is gone and the couple only come in for a bigger kitchen. I sometimes am invited to their lunches and enjoy a fairly good selections of delicious food. (This male friends of mine cooks well and enjoys cooking.) Which is certainly something worth being grateful for, but it's not been exactly like company. I am excluded in one way or the other when I am with them, and I know it's supposed to be like that for them. I am fine with it, but I do wish that there would be somebody here who could spend the holidays with me.

along with this feeling of loneliness, i started to be a bit afraid of sleeping alone in the house at night. One night I went downstairs to turn off the central heating and router. On my way up again the door to the lounge beside me made squeak sounds. I was terrified at that moment because I thought the front door of the house was opened behind me. It was really nothingcome to think of it, but it made me realise that i felt vulnerable because it was one in the morning and nobody was around.

and then last night the winds were strong enough to make the door close and open, and things dropped. The sounds of these movements were also unpleasant to me because I got scared so easily.

I don't think it's really the state of being alone, but rather the darkness fallen at night. during the day I feel perfectly OK to be left here, but at night it just suddenly becomes a bit horrifying to think that i am here by myself. perhaps this is connected to my childhood memories of being too scared at the darkness to sleep well.

my first book review

is publicized on here and the response from the editors is here. The bio unfortunately contains some false information because i wrote the review and the bio long long time ago. but anyway, it's not like someone would check.

doing some justice...

things are fine. though i can still vividly remember how it once were, i've however chosen to feel fine for now.

it was due to her physical limits. she felt physically drained and wanted to give up just because she was exhausted. not enough sleep. too much running around and too much tasks. she felt she didn't have the capital，as it were, for staying in a relationship. she was tired and did not want anything that would add on extra work. those were the words.


what i started to notice in retrospect was that strictly speaking there was only one day i thought she was really perfunctory. we talked via text messages and that was it. she didn't even bother to reply my final good night message and went straight to bed. later she confessed that she was on the bed thinking texting was such an annoying and difficult thing.

but of course she'd been sort of like a lump of air to me for some time then. mostly it was just a feeling i get when we talked. or due to circumstances it was usually me who had to endure with the fact that she didn't have space for me because she had some other priorities. it was only that particular day (mentioned above) when i thought she was really not caring.

she called me on her mobile from taiwan yesterday, saying that she missed me very much. i had to get out of the bathroom to take her call. (was going to take a shower) was pretty speechless and dumbstruck when i took her call, as i was definitely not prepared for this. but it certainly made me feel happy.

we talked for 4 hours later yesterday after i returned from a seminar discussion with the MA students. it was pretty much all sorted in the 4 hours. because of her love for me and my own love for her, i promised that, as much as the pain and disappointments has made me feel sad and vulnerable, i will stride over this hurt and be ok. this feeling of pain and sadness will no longer hurt me because i want to validate her love.

so i actually felt quite strong because i could refuse to be hurt by the pain she inflicted on me (despite it was due to the fact that she felt it was beyond her control, not deliberately made). this has been a good learning process at the end.

loosening up

she's been busy and tired. all she wants now is rest, fun and sleep. even if she tries to be the person she used to be for me, she cannot do good enough as before. i am still left unsatisfied. i still feel there's something wrong and that keeps me from happiness.


she asked me what else would be left there if we no longer communicate intelligently? meaning that all we have together seems to be based on our intelligence, and it's not what a relationship based on love should be. i said sure that's a big part of our relationship because i cherish very much such interactions. but i also make sure that i take care of her emotional feelings. i just feel it's so unfair for me that she goes to work from monday to friday and when she goes home, all she wants and needs is relaxation. but i am not her relaxation. i don't know what meaning it has if we cannot be bothered to care about each other's experiences, feelings and thoughts in life.

i frankly don't see the point.

just to give a shout

i should have updated this more often but obviously i won't be saying this if i had. so, what's new?

obviously nothing new. i have just been feeling very torn inside due to my over-a-month separation from the beloved one. i wouldn't have felt so bad if the dynamics between us had not changed. the truth is, though, that although i am still important and everything, i no longer am able to feel it. it's been very difficult for me to believe that it is still there. but when i confronted this with her, she was all concerned and showed that she still cared and loved as much. and i did and still do believe her. but there's still something wrong.

maybe because she's switched her focus. being an older person running a studio perhaps just means a lot of responsibility and hard work, now more than before. she's probably just trying to earn some more money. . . so this has been how i explain things to myself. but why do i do it instead of her doing it herself?

reading again her emails, i realised that she's never really explained it. she actually did not agree that she'd been less concerned about me. she argued that she thought of me when there was something there that reminded her of me. she admitted that she thought of me less often because of work. but nowadays she'd imagine that i was with her, that i would be saying nice things that would comfort her by showing that i cared about her etc when she imagine me there.

weird. so for some reason, she'd rather do it by herself with her imagination than really getting me involved.

at the same time, i've also started to realise that our discussion on marriage(!) has led her into believing that it's been 'settled', 'we're both certain of our minds' and that 'we will stay together forever and ever'. . . but i am not so sure.

i know i said that i was willing to get married. i was perfectly sober, not drunk. but i said it under the condition that marriage is not understood as any kind of promise or a life-time commitment, because i just don't buy it personally. i thought i communicated this with her and she agrees that nothing in this world can promise anything eternal other than the simple fact that you keep on doing it day after day. but obviously she still thinks that my willingness to get married with her means something bigger.

ok, so i did feel that it probably meant something bigger for her before i said yes. but it was very difficult not to. you can never say 'i want to be with you as long as i can but i do not respond to your yearning for marriage'. i thought i was just doing something that did not mean that much to me, which would make her happy. . .

this discussion is really leading me to no good. i can never figure it out why this has turned out like this. human beings are the hardest to understand. i could hardly understand myself anyway.

so you see i am torn between trying to understand her and trying to just go on with my own life all the same.

taiwan, australia, uk and sweden

am now in taiwan. have been back here for over a month. what waits for me ahead in my last one-month count down is a busy flying schedule. at the end of september, i will be in brisbane australia for one workshop discussion and one conference presentation. after that, i will be briefly in taiwan for a day or two before going straight back to england. at the end of october, i will fly to sweden for a conference. after being away from sweden for two years, i am very looking forward to going there again.

a quick summary: days back in taiwan have been good. i am enjoying the humidity and heat. at the same time, i am falling in love, too. :)

amazing castle museum

spent several hours in castle museum and it was truly amazing. really wonderful experiences of standing/walking in the restored kirkgate/ victoria streets. i would love to go back there some other time, enjoying the nice experience of time travelling.

desire, flexility and distance

i read some old postings i'd done in 2003 and 2004 in chinese- the one year studying and living in sweden and the first year of being here- and discovered how embarassing it seems now to have exposed myself in some rather risky ways to the total strangers who'd read my blog. on the one hand, i suppose i do envy my old self where i'd say whatever that seemed true and cared very little about possible undesirable effects- misunderstanding, giving out bad impression, and the likes. on the other, i feel that these postings were probably products of a less stablized personality as well as the fact that i was still adapting to the in-some-ways-drastically-new-environments in both years.

i know i definitely feel much less nowadays. and whatever that i do feel does not tend to go that deepin me either. i am more capable of handling disturbing feelings while i am also trying to answer bigger questions. i don't necessarily have problems though i might have things to do constantly. and i do have a handful of questions that relate to huge issue in life, such as fear, trust, life-guiding principles, value systems etc.

there seems to be a kind of belief in me that champions flexibility. i sincerely hope that, for whatever reason that is unclear to me, i can be very 'flexible with my desires'. i wish to experience life as much as possible, but i don't want any obsession of anything/anyone on my part. i think obsession has a lot to do with desires. desires certainly spice up life but they should be an art that is put into practice daily, which means that certain distance and flexibility has to be kept there. and this has recently become goal, most likely, i think, for life.

something still makes a difference to me

to know that certain people's existence and written words still cause a skip of the beating of my heart is so strangely significant and yet very endearing. i am mortal, nothing more than flesh and blood. of course. but i've been so skilled in managing my emotions and feelings to the point of sometimes, if not most of the time, coming near to numbness. anyway, the fact that certain things/existences still make a difference to me is basically positively affirming- it affirms that i am human.

going away

i will be gone in a month , flying to taiwan for a hot and humid summer. the idea was to bridge over the gap between my current housing contract and the next one, but now with s coming into the picture it has become a plan that is all about 'seeing (and being with) each other again'. oh well, this is what you get after starting a relationship with someone i suppose.

problem is that my mom is not happy about this situation and asked me to stay away from her. 'why not try dating some british men?' she said. -___-|||

it's not about some teenagers trying to steal time to spend together. or it shouldn't be.

what you do and what you are

never before have i been involved in this intense situation, but perhaps intense it's not the right word... i use this word not in the sense of having lots of quarrels or fights, but rather to mean a nonstop series of 'uncertainties' coming up in life.

i suppose i am just not used to having another person in my life (however far and away she is). by having this person and constantly talking and communicating with her, i feel that some orders or priorities set in my life are quickly disrupted or even dismantled because of my own behaviours. i become much more easily disturbed by lack of attention or contact, though i don't necessarily fancy being contacted every other hour (that would have driven me insane too). guess it's probably about insecurity, although i know perfectly well that if i didn't trust her, i would never have let this happen and gotten myself into this relationship. so, it's really more about my own insecurity than anything else.

the way to deal with this new situation is probably to do the best i can; choose to trust and be who i am by doing it. i realise that it's all about what i do rather than what i am. whatever happens, it's really what i do that makes who i am. and it's shouldn't be about who i am that makes what i do. but it's a lot more difficult than thought because previously my relationships with people were not this close and did not make me feel some things that were crucial to me were rendered at stake. . .

but really, whatever turns out in the end would be benefitial and helpful to me in the long run as long as i do my best. i feel this is an ultimate test of some kind.

after she paid a visit

she came to my currently rented house and spent one week here plus another one week with me in the lake district. in general it was good. relaxing, simple and interesting.

i did see a _lot_ of differences between us, many of them cultural (despite we came from the same island) and some of them generational. i think some differences were also due to our past experiences, by which we shape up what we have come to know as 'the world'. but of course you get that all the time.

she's still quite egoistic in a crude and obvious way; sometimes it bothers me, but i am doing well by letting them go and learn to be big. and to be fair she's really meaning well, and can also be quite touchingly thoughtful.

there are the words to be said

for some reason i've never thought of this, nor have i ever come to realize this in this particular way: that there are simply some things that you must say outloud in order to make it work for you.

most of the time, my own observations on, understandings and judements of the surroundings/circumstances will suffice for most of my decision-making. i don't really need people to spell it out for me so as to get a grip of what has been going on. (well sometimes i do need that though. . . esp. when it's primarily cultural- of a different cultural origin or based on some unfamiliar set of sociocultural pracitices, for example). but in relationships, for the first time i've realized that you simply have to say it outloud so that the other person can be 100% sure of what you're thinking about her and your relationship together.

i know it shouldn't be such a huge revelation and this idea is rather natural and basic. but i am quite struck by the fact that it has to be played in this way. i didn't know.

i've come to understand that this has nothing to do with someone lacking a sense of security, or having lost her frame of reference to reality. neither do i think that this means somebody, when in love, suddenly becomes too stupid to be able to tell what is happening. i think what it is may be that we're just too immersed in certain things and feelings, and so we are in desperate need of some clear, simple and straightforward words to pin some reality down for us, to ensure and to give us some warmth and stability- though we might be perfectly aware of some of this reality.

it's actually very nice to be able to do this for another person- to say what you think of them, or how they make you feel; so is it nice to be able to hear or read some words that ensure you of your importance to the other person. i've never learned to do this for someone else before. but i am glad that i am doing it now. it's perhaps never too late.

vulnerability

haven't expressed myself in this language for such a long time. suppose this is what comes with dating- however virtual it is- someone who speaks mandarin.

at this point, i feel that i am pretty much fed up with the suffocating process of making conjectures. it's rather unsurprising. lots of time and energy has been wasted on huge amount of guesswork. of course i personally appreciate 'speaking up for your mind' as strategy but when it's long distance and technlogy-mediated, it seems so unavoidable. . . though i really wish to be able to avoid it as much as i can.

so anyway, i have to find a way to deal with this while being able to be vulnerable in front of her. otherwise i suppose it won't work.

intimacy

its perhaps not for me. . .?

rambling. . .

sort of back to 'reality' at the moment. the immediate ones are: going to a study group meeting on wed. (finish 100 pages and draw a mind map as a result) and submitting revision on the 7th of april. might hear several things back from people while slowly making it into april. will have to think about the book review due in May, and the phd abstract thing for irigaray too.

the life without my own computer has been 'temporary': everything is in this transitional phase, temporarily, waiting for that which alledgely will arrive today or tomorrow- so-called 'my new computer'. it's rather tentative: i reply emails on the webpage instead of using mozilla thundrbird that feels so much more like a 'mailbox' to me. the morning routine of waking up, making coffee, puring it into a mug and checking my mails while sipping it has long been 'suspended'- if it ever comes back later. this reminds me of my first month in the house on Ambrose, when i had to bike or walk to the uni for internet access because chialin was in desperate need of the internet for her master dissertation and our connection at the time only allowed one computer networked to the internet.

without being connected in this specific way (while still connected in others, such as by a landline and a cell phone), i found my life full of tranquility, though at the same time getting more dependent on my mobile. so convenience is also disturbance and intervention, i suppose.

went to see the squid and the whale yesterday and absolutely loved it. too bad i missed the first half-an-hour due to inattention to switching back onto the daylight saving.

a sense of community

went to do some small grocery shopping nearby and again witnessed the warm and friendly chitchats among people from the neighbourhood and cashiers at the supermarkets. it was so nice to overhear their conversations and realise that there's a sense of community around it here.

linearity

although i've just said something unfavouring, if opposing to, linearity in the queer conference a couple days ago, i find my life constantly in need of being constructed linearly so as to be communicated and understood by others. so much reduction and filtering, holding back as well as simplifying, omitting the details etc. has constructed my life in forms of highly cliche narratives. i hate it and yet cannot do anything else.

then again, in terms of narrative construction, writing seems better than talking, as it gives more depth and complexity.

death of my computer and ...

my laptop that had accompanied me for four years died last tuesday. i was devestated. immersed in pure sadness and felt as if i had lost everything. stared at the ceilling for more than half an hour, feeling miserable and nothing else. i texted s then, and went to sleep. next morning, i woke up without the motivation to start my day; couldn't get out of bed. lost the motivation to do ANYTHING.

i knew i would still go out and do the things i was then supposed to do. but i was so sad. i actually started to think about all the other things that i still had in my life, as a way to comfort myself, only to again feel the painful loss.

it was a loss no doubt. i felt an old friend has left me for good.

then i texted s again. she called me on the fixed phone. i told her all my feelings, and she asked me what i was going to do next. 'get a new computer;' i said, 'otherwise i cannot work on my thesis.' so she changed the subject and talked to me about HP computers recommended by her friend in the business.

for some reasons unknown to me then, i didn't find it annoying. on the contrary, i felt that i was taken care of. although she did not deal with my sorrows by directly comforting me with kind and soft words- all she did was talking about these various kinds of computers- i still felt taken care of. it was strange.

after talking to her, i felt much better. i went out as scheduled to meet the perspective student at the uni, took her to lunch and brought her to meet the director. the day just went by like that. s called me in between to talk to me about the laptop her friend and she have discussed and mutually agreed upon. she wanted to confirm with me and i obviously had no problem at all with whatsoever that cost less than £700. and then i got a bit worried, recalling our previous tension. i asked her what happens now with us in that aspect, and she replied that solving this computer problem was the most important thing to consider at the moment. i didn't argue, though not necessarily in line with this priority.


the next day

our monthly research meeting. after that i was supposed to meet adrian to make some kind of poster for a workshop. but then i went online and s was there. she called me on the office phone, and we eventually spent 6 hours on the phone that day. texted adrian to arrange to meet him tomorrow.

friday

went to a computer lab on campus to work on my presentations next week, which fell on the coming friday and saturday. i started to work around four in the afternoon, after finishing the simple and ugly poster by hand. then i saw s' message on my blog, went on MSN, and spent 2 hours chatting, 2 more texting.

i spent a bit more than one hour to sort out my presentations.

it hurts

it makes no sense to feel hurt, but it aches horribly.

i am usually quite good at preventing people/myself from feeling hurt, and quite capable of handling things in life to the extent of making sure everything is all right. but this is different. i can only choose to feel and be real.

but i am still the old me: preparing myself for _any_ choice that you might make eventually- as long as it's your choice. i always want to be ok with things. for some reason it's something i hold onto contantly as if it's the most important thing in the world.

while i will be ok if you leave me, i know that i cannot deny that i am a bit tired of all this.

trying to be brave

ann asked me how i had been and it was a difficult question. not that i'd been doing unwell and such, it was just not necessarily good or bad. i tried my best to come up with sentences that would not constitute lies, and in the end she concluded: it's lovely.

so it was.

. . . it's been about being brave, and feeling that sense of relief after you have managed to act brave. very scray in the process, but very positive on the whole, and because of this, i feel that i've come closer to myself. which is always, as said, lovely.

dependency on junk food

my birthday is coming up, and my housemate and i are thinking about throwing a party at our house. so while working hard on my thesis, i've started to pay attention to my weight- hope for putting on a nice low-cut slutty dress that day(!). the thing is, though, that it's always about eating 'slightly' more during the writing period for me.

meanwhile, my housemate happens to be working on a piece for her upcoming tap, and so she and i share the same kind of anxiety which perhaps can only be relieved by junk food (!!). similarly she has her graduation ceremony at the end of next month, an occasion where she wants to wear a nice dress. but the situation is that the two women in this house have just gone out to the jackson's for junk-food shopping and agonized about our 'writer's block' while gorging on lots of crisps. . .

it's quite hard

but i think we'll be fine. :)

fortunate

've been so fortunate as to be in love. and wouldn't have know that we're such alike people had she not approached me the way she did since the end of last year. each day it's been filled with happiness and greatness in life. nothing but good and wonderful. but don't get me wrong, despite the fact that 'love is many a splendid thing', we are both perfectly aware of the reality, our limitations and stuff as such; it has not been about the moon and flowers at all. but i do have to say that with her i have high confidence (not hops) for the future. :)

the first thing

the first thing i learned in love was to distance myself. not necessarily in a self-protecting sense but rather in a self-preserving one. it's in my experience absolutely essential to do so because i cannot love a thing without this crucial distance from that which deserves my love. . . it's an art.

questions about 2005

got this from priscilla and it looks interesting. let me see what i can say about my 2005. here it goes.

1. What did you do in 2005 that you've never done before?

uh, wow, what a question. lots of things really. i waitressed, found myself strongly attracted to someone i barely knew, organised conferences, felt at home in (western and northern) europe and enjoyed solitude without feeling guilty.

2. Did you keep your New Year's resolutions, and will you make more for this year?

I didn't have any resolution listed last year; only had a wish of receiving some scholarship. for this year, no, not much i can think of. i just do whatever seems reasonable to do.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?

hell, no.

4. Did anyone close to you die?

no. thank goodness. there was a friend who had that concern at one point though. it seems strangely distant to think about it now. we barely talked to each other after that thing happened.

5. What countries did you visit?

italy. hong kong (china). taiwan. south korea. copenhagen. the states.

6. What would you like to have in 2006 that you lacked in 2005?

hmmm. nothing i can think of now. wow, i guess i did a good job last year.

7. What dates from 2005 will remain etched in your memory, and why?

email conversations. being hurt by a friend. the time when another friend who was, as said, in peril. feeling thankful for having some deep friendships for more than a decade.


8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?

well. got a scholarship, finished my masters in nsysu and did my upgrade. but mostly it was about the fact that i managed to feel secure and not deprived- that was really hard.

9. What was your biggest failure?

not taht i didn't fail in things; on the contrary, i think i screwed up quite a few. but it's difficult for me to say that they were failures because they were more of a process for me to grow and change and learn. i feel reluctant to designate them as failures. but if there has to be one thing, i would say it's my terrible command of english. i always feel so frustrated by it although i know i am doing my best and it's not terrible.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?

caught a cold. nothing serious.

11. What was the best thing you bought?

books. i spent all my money on books in new york- didn't even go to museums, galleries, or broadway. i am going to suffer a great deal because of this when i move. *sigh*

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?

lots of people who were kind, sophisticated, intelligent and patient. among them i have to focus on my supervisor- we really manage to grow together and benefit from each other's working together i think. (i hope this does not sound too arrogant or anything)

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?

uh. a flatmate of mine. . .

14. Where did most of your money go?

accommodation. food. tuitions. books. transportation.

15. What did you get really, really excited about?

deep conversations. organising events.

16. What song will always remind you of 2005?

cheerio chen's 還是會寂寞.

17. Compared to last year, are you happier or sadder?

happier. i was whacked by financial concerns and possible withdrawal from phd in 2004.

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?

knowing how to switch on my social mode even when i dont want to. this is not so much of something i wish i had done but more out of curiosity- wonder what would have happened if i had tried to please people more. but i suppose i just don't really have that kind of energy and willingness to do so.

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?

endless chatting with people.

20. How will you be spending Christmas?

so this shows that i am a bit late in doing this questionaire.

21. Did you fall in love in 2005?

yeah, crushes and others.

22. How many one-night stands?

wish i were that material.

23. What was your favorite TV Program?

don't watch tv but i seriously thought i'd watch star trek every saturday at one point. though what happened was that both my housemate and i didn't remember at all until days after.

24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?

yes. . . sadly.

25. What was the best book you read?

many of them. all very very good. almost all academic. but i do enjoy the best _virtual girl_ as a novel.


26. What was your greatest musical discovery?

al start. :)

27. What did you want and get?

seeing my friends in taiwan. finding someone special. chocolates and icecream (<-- i am serious about the last one).

28. What was your favorite film this year?

Before Sunset, HUman Stain, Mystic River, Closer, Gia, The Constant Gardner, Saving Face, Clean, Tipping the Velvet, Proof, Happiness. . .


29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?

it was a thursday and we had our research-day meeting. My supervisor bought a small toffee cake from the Thorntons and brought some wine. Yi-han also baked a chocolate cake for me. I was at first worried that I was going to be the focus of the crowd and felt afraid of such occasion. but it turned out good, just another day of having academic discussions with wine.

Also, before that day, we did a Japanese night at the flat to celebrate my 26th birthday, made sushi together under my Japanese flatmate's instructions, and had (only I did though) Tuna Sashimi (yum!).

30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?

more money?

31. What political issue stirred you the most?

the political issue that I got worked up over, i would say, was about race, nationality and belonging.

32. Who did you miss?

diana. 秋文. lucifer. veronica, janina and maria.

33. Who was the best new person you met?

adi.

34. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2005:

always try to listen to the heart. find a balance between self and other. also try to be as helpful and patient as you can.

35. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:

hmmm. never done anything like this before. lets see, maybe this one: 喜歡一個喝著紅酒的女孩，但不能喜歡太多。 (trans: 'i like a girl who drinks red wine, but cannot/should not like her too much'. in mandarin 'cannot' and 'should not' are expressed with the same phrase.)


35 questions. wow. that was fun. though a bit time-consuming.

jan. 2006

lots of things are happening. till now it's been simply great. i am still making observations and don't particuarly want to repeat the happy new year thing.

i am on the cusp of some adventure i think. and heaps and heaps of time are spent on chatting. i sometimes feel enamoured, frivolous or simply happy- it's a very roller-coaster ride. i sometimes sleep with a huge sense of happiness, though this kind of thing usually implies nothing but its emptiness. it's about virtuality as much as about personal beliefs. i see there's a good chance of staying true and affectionate with this person for a long time, but wonder if i do so want to step into it. what's lying beneath? is this really what i want? isn't this all socially constructed and i should be able to at least try and fight with it a bit?

***

read the collection of edward said's interviews and found it really inspiring. but at the same time i do come to realise, sadly, that i still have not read enough. it's not so difficult to do the job all right, but it is difficult to know how much more you could've done while you just have not done it- unsure if you're actually capable of doing that much either. of course, won't know until you try. but then you don't want your life to be completely filled up with one thing without others, as you do need time to 'waste' on having people's company and learning to be with them, for example.

***

cant believe there's only one year left. i must be finished with the thesis before next march. W-O-W.