Month: September 2005

Pork Bone Soup & Metaphysics

During lunch today, one of my lunchmates remarked that “real is over-rated.” Besides the fact that this remark was a little ironic coming from a somewhat fan of TAR, it kinda settled into a crevice in my mind and it’s been stuck there since lunch. I didn’t pursue the comment at the time, but I’ve been thinking about it. What did she mean by ‘real’? Why does she think that ‘real’ is over-rated? Even more troubling perhaps is the realization that I []

Some say love…

Just read a friend’s blog… and suddenly these lyrics from The Rose come to mind as something I’d like to share with her: It’s the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance It’s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance It’s the one who won’t be taken who cannot seem to give and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live I hope you’ll dance, and truly live… it’s true it’s scary that we don’t []

Swim Overkill?

I’m supposed to be studying now. But instead I’m fighting the Zzzzz monster. Well, at least I’m still in battle… my study-mate across the table has already succumbed and fallen asleep on her psychology textbook. Ha ha. Went swimming again at Hart House today, at Huixuan’s invitation. And my, that girl can swim! I had a really good work-out today because of her…maybe too good a work-out too early in the day (hence the drowsiness). I haven’t swam so hard or so []


I have almost forgotten how it feels to suffer at the “hands” of a faucet that blows hot and cold and have nowhere to run. Had the experience again today…twice. Scalding hot. Then… freezing cold. I yelped and howled to no avail. Ha ha… don’t think anyone heard me, and even if they had, there probably wasn’t anything anyone could have done. …. I just checked with Wanting if she heard anything when I was taking my shower. Turns out she and []

Past 3 Days…

Friday 23 Sep: Borrowed Qiuyan’s car to buy groceries for MSSA Orientation. Hui Jun & I brilliantly locked the car keys in the car trunk. 100mins and 48bottles of mineral water (don’t ask) later, the mess was fixed. Discovery: Hui Jun would be a great person to have if I ever needed someone to bail water out of a car trunk *grin* Saturday 24 Sep: Orientation went well. But my favourite activity was at the end of the day when we had []


I’ve been pretty stressed so far this week… bad timing. Suddenly all sorts of things colluding… parquet flooring popping up, government choosing to review my tax return. Today from the moment I woke up I was ‘fighting fire’ one after another…and it wasn’t till about 1p.m. in the afternoon that I could take a breather. My day ended much better than it began though… and I have 3 people (not counting Zibin whose short calls never fail to cheer me up as []


It’s always humbling to discover how many syntactic and grammatical mistakes an English teacher can still find in my careless writing. Even more painful to be told that I have an ‘inefficient writing style’ when I had begun to think that efficiency and organization were my two redeeming writing virtues. Maybe I will give some serious thought to taking some of those writing courses offered by the SGS writing center. Afterall, I wouldn’t want to be a disgrace to my English subject []

Just Checking-In…

Whenever I post a nice photo with a blog entry, I’m always so reluctant to make a new entry cos I think the photo looks so nice where it is… That’s part of why it’s taken me an entire week to blog. The other part…well, I’ve been very busy, tired, and been more inclined to write in my paper diary (where I write those really personal reflections and thoughts) this past week. Feeling quite sore (physically) and tired again tonight… had a []

Idiots or Heroes of Wisdom?

Today was quite a day. I went back to school to attend the first lecture of PHL100Y (Introduction to Philosophy). Huixuan’s taking the course and Prof. Mark Kingwell is teaching it. Mark Kingwell was my first year philosophy prof back in 1998 in Scarborough Campus. And he was the most amazing instructor I ever had. He wasn’t necessarily the best instructor cos I’ve had several excellent profs in my undergrad years. But he was the most distinctive. He shaved his head back []

First Day of Term

It’s that time of the year again… the campus abuzz with chatter, laughter… students with backpacks, students on cycles, students sitting on the grass. Talking, waving, smiling. “I just had my first class today!” “Really? How was it?” “It was a seminar…” Long line-ups at the bookstore. Free pizza upcoming. After a relatively languid summer, UofT is alive again with the energy of its undergrads. I kind of miss that feeling… first day of classes again. What will the prof be like? []