A few fragments from the road, travelogue, musings, keepsakes…
Freesia & Delphinium at the Q-Ball (6 May 2006)
Originally uploaded by J Y.
Caitlin, my lovely date to the Q-Ball was an amazing natural with the corsage, managing to keep it on and intact throughout a long night of dancing without hitting anyone with it. A Southern belle indeed 🙂
From left: Caitlin, me
On the Q-Ball Dancefloor (6 May 2006)
Originally uploaded by J Y.
This was taken under the Q-Ball tent, and we were being bumped on all sides by other revelers, which explains why everyone looks like they’re losing their balance.
From left: Andrew, Doug, me, Casey, Xin Wei, Curran, Celia, Ben
Sadly, when I finally made it through the line to get a picture with Jon, the batteries in my camera died! Very upsetting.
Dins from left: Ricardo, me, Alan
This is a symmetric picture to the one I has taken with President Summers my freshman year. The original is already on this blog (click here then scroll down), but trust me when I say I look *much* better in this one, even after a night of almost no sleep and a very rushed morning grooming (5 minutes, anyone?).
Originally uploaded by J Y.
I finally got elected to the Crimson today, which isn’t really that big a deal, considering: (a) it simply means I finished my comp, which I started three years ago; (b) although I now get the “Editor” byline and swipecard access to the Crimson building, I’m not actually in charge of anything or have any additional obligations; (c) I may not write anything more for FM or the Crimson, given how little time and motivation I have left. But anyway, it was pretty cool to finally finish something I started freshman year*, and to join the ranks of elected editors stretching back to 1873. Incidentally I am _so proud_ of myself for miraculously answering all the questions correctly based on nothing but fortuitous trivia-absorbance, some of it stemming from my disastrous showing during FM’s version of the interrogation. Thank you, God 🙂
And you’ll notice that I’ve changed the layout of this blog drastically. Harvard bought some new blog server, apparently, so I’ve made the switch to WordPress, their new platform. There are some things I like, and some I really find bothersome. In particular, I’m bugged by the seeming impossibility of configuring the sidebars to display what I want them to show… Anyone familiar with wordpress who can help? I’ve hunted on the “documentation” site but I can’t even tell how to open up and edit any of the stylesheets or whatever they’re called. Also, I can’t seem to find any way of looking up visitor statistics of any kind. Alright, enough complaining, I just wanted to explain the change.
Right now, despite having loads and loads of urgent work piling up (a final project and a final paper draft due Monday, coding results due Tuesday etc. etc. etc.), I am looking for something fun to do. I wish I’d made plans earlier.
Perhaps I’ll go to the gym.
*I can’t escape the feeling that my college-life is coming to an end too quickly, what with having my senior yearbook portrait taken this week and then also completing one of my freshman goals.
One of the last days of classes, and it was just a touch desafinado. After successfully procrastinating over the Ec essay I didn’t want to write (but eventually did), I fell asleep at 6am fully dressed with the lights on while trying to read for my 10am class. I woke up at 10.45am. The rest of the day was a fatigued swirl of various last lectures and last sections, trying not to be too blatantly asleep and enjoying the surprisingly good hair and skin day* (maybe it was the result of the first warm and sunny day we’ve had in a week).
I guess I should have taken a nap instead of having dinner, maybe that would have made things better. But instead the destabalizing effect of that meal bled into rehearsal and left me even more in limbo. I’m going to bed shortly, I think.
And tomorrow will be a better day, I pray.
*A couple days too late, given that I had my senior yearbook portrait taken on Wednesday, which was windy, dreary, cold and wet. I expect to appear puffy, ill-groomed and generally disfigured.
