Tuesday, August 09, 2005
After hideous weather in Narita, and even more hideous waiting at Minneapolis, I'm back in Madison.
The weather is still hot, but is drier, so I'm not sweating as much now.
And for all my plans due to my sudden impetous love for cars (undoubtedly as a result of hanging out too much with a supercar freak) , I've dropped them once i saw my Bitch.
No BMW M3 with a V6 engine and all the trimmings can take my Bitch away from me. I love my bike. The poor thing has been sitting in the bike cage for too long and a layer of dust has clogged its transmissions. I'd have to take it for a bath soon.
Apart from that, everything else seems the same. And Madison is still pretty in the summer. Even though I keep bitching about Madison during term time, 2 months away from this place still seems a bit too long. Its implausible to think of Madison as home, but it is also equally implausible not to think of Madison as one. Perhaps, in a weird sort of way, I grew up in Madison and it has shaped my ideology, or whatever that it is quantifiable. Maybe home is in Singapore, but life is slightly simpler here. Whatever the case, I'm glad to be back
Edit: This is icky poo-ey sweety sick. What the hell, must be my jetlag and my feasting on the New Glarus Belgian Cherry Beer. This temporary outpouring of emotive bullshit is only tempoaray.. i hope. Now lets get on to some Greenbush donuts...
The weather is still hot, but is drier, so I'm not sweating as much now.
And for all my plans due to my sudden impetous love for cars (undoubtedly as a result of hanging out too much with a supercar freak) , I've dropped them once i saw my Bitch.
No BMW M3 with a V6 engine and all the trimmings can take my Bitch away from me. I love my bike. The poor thing has been sitting in the bike cage for too long and a layer of dust has clogged its transmissions. I'd have to take it for a bath soon.
Apart from that, everything else seems the same. And Madison is still pretty in the summer. Even though I keep bitching about Madison during term time, 2 months away from this place still seems a bit too long. Its implausible to think of Madison as home, but it is also equally implausible not to think of Madison as one. Perhaps, in a weird sort of way, I grew up in Madison and it has shaped my ideology, or whatever that it is quantifiable. Maybe home is in Singapore, but life is slightly simpler here. Whatever the case, I'm glad to be back
Edit: This is icky poo-ey sweety sick. What the hell, must be my jetlag and my feasting on the New Glarus Belgian Cherry Beer. This temporary outpouring of emotive bullshit is only tempoaray.. i hope. Now lets get on to some Greenbush donuts...
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i know what you mean...do you ever feel like 'home' is a too fluid concept for us college students? i never thought that i would refer to the big apple as home, but I caught myself asking a friend (via email) the other day, "so when are you coming home to new york?" At the same time, I've always considered where my family is to be home, which wasn't a problem before, as I was always with them wherever we moved, but now that i'm in nyc and they're in seoul, which I've spent all of say...6 weeks (non-consecutively)...i wonder, is korea home as well? or is thailand home, despite that i have no actual house there anymore, because my friends are there and i have so much of my life there still. or is singapore home?
lol look at me rambling.
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lol look at me rambling.
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