Back
It almost feels as if first semester never happened. Almost feels as if I've never been here before. The English that now floods out of the TV and out of my mouth feels foreign. I feel foreign.
I'm back at Duke, after about 20 days of break in Korea. Things are difficult and complicated because of tenting for the Duke/UNC game in a month. Living in a tent for a month. Can you believe it? Well not really living, but...it's a long story if I try to explain it. I don't completely understand it myself.
I don't know how I'm going to step back into the Dukie shoes that I occupied only three weeks ago. It feels like it has been forever since I've been in the groove. Somehow, I think my mind embraced the break in Korea so much that I went back to the way I had been forever ago, when I was a student in Seoul, living the sad life of a Korean teenager. Seeing old friends and reuniting with family was priceless, as I now realize.
But just as I feel foreign, I feel the same excitement and anticipation that I felt back in August. New classes and probably new friends as a result. My outlook on college life has changed. Things will hopefully become less difficult as I understand what it means to be an involved college student. Time management and priority organization is critical. Vital.
On a different note, I think I've been swept into the Godfather phenomenon. I've watched the movies at least twice each, some scenes a lot more than ten times. It's taking over my world, as I sag the corner of my lips, in an imitation of Brando's Vito Corleone.
"My wife is crying upstairs. I hear cars coming to the house. Consiglieri of mine, I think you should tell your Don what everyone seems to know."
And I didn't need to look that up.
The Trilogy is absolutely phenomenal. The story riveting and the acting mindblowing. The intricacy of the plot and the signature Coppola-esque cinematography and photography is amazing, just...worthy of worshipping.
But anyway.
I hope the new year will bring good tidings, good fortune and challenges/hardships that will give to improving me as a person. What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger. That's my motto of recent. Trying to toughen up my heart. My mind thinks that I'm stronger than I really am. Trying to put that right.
I've been ranting. I'll go.
Leave the gun. Take the cannoli.
I'm back at Duke, after about 20 days of break in Korea. Things are difficult and complicated because of tenting for the Duke/UNC game in a month. Living in a tent for a month. Can you believe it? Well not really living, but...it's a long story if I try to explain it. I don't completely understand it myself.
I don't know how I'm going to step back into the Dukie shoes that I occupied only three weeks ago. It feels like it has been forever since I've been in the groove. Somehow, I think my mind embraced the break in Korea so much that I went back to the way I had been forever ago, when I was a student in Seoul, living the sad life of a Korean teenager. Seeing old friends and reuniting with family was priceless, as I now realize.
But just as I feel foreign, I feel the same excitement and anticipation that I felt back in August. New classes and probably new friends as a result. My outlook on college life has changed. Things will hopefully become less difficult as I understand what it means to be an involved college student. Time management and priority organization is critical. Vital.
On a different note, I think I've been swept into the Godfather phenomenon. I've watched the movies at least twice each, some scenes a lot more than ten times. It's taking over my world, as I sag the corner of my lips, in an imitation of Brando's Vito Corleone.
"My wife is crying upstairs. I hear cars coming to the house. Consiglieri of mine, I think you should tell your Don what everyone seems to know."
And I didn't need to look that up.
The Trilogy is absolutely phenomenal. The story riveting and the acting mindblowing. The intricacy of the plot and the signature Coppola-esque cinematography and photography is amazing, just...worthy of worshipping.
But anyway.
I hope the new year will bring good tidings, good fortune and challenges/hardships that will give to improving me as a person. What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger. That's my motto of recent. Trying to toughen up my heart. My mind thinks that I'm stronger than I really am. Trying to put that right.
I've been ranting. I'll go.
Leave the gun. Take the cannoli.