I am 95% sure I am going to spontaneously combust

Sunday night pset grind
Or really Monday morning
Foray back after two days away
In Dance and anime
(Anime Boston that is)
Swish sore feet, sore from Paso stomps and worn-down heels
Listen to music of rekindled animated loves
and Blearily stare at laptop screens
Which glow inhumanly at 3 am
with a single white eye

Snippets from a Harvard Relationship

Dating in college should be pretty magical, supposedly. Many love stories start with it. Away from home for the first time, in the spring of youth...

It gets a bit hectic at Harvard. After nearly four months in a relationship here, I've come to the realization that these instances are probably not the norm for most dating 18-year olds. Anyway, enjoy.

You share your google calendars.
You stalk each other's google calendars
"Hey, you have thirty free minutes? Wanna hang out?

Napping together between classes is an acceptable couple-bonding activity

A free weekend is a rarity
Actually no, it doesn't exist. But you can always study together, or pick each other up from meetings.

"I'll stay over, but only if I can set an alarm for 6:30 am so I can get up and finish my readings."

If you're taking a course together, lectures are interspersed with covert hand-holding. Then intense scribbling because holy crap organic chem has a lot of notes and why did I waste half a second to touch his hand oh wait I did it again damn it more scribbles.

"Can't talk, in office hours."
"Can't talk, in lab."
"Can't talk, at practice."
"Yo talk to me, section is so boring."

"Let's take a trip to DC. I want to watch my middle school Science Bowl team compete."

Giving a Lot of Flicks

Life back in Boston.

Smooth sailing back to my dorm
only to be greeted by two curious heads
lifted slightly off the bed
and a pile of scattered laundry blocking my mattress

Going out for froyo in -10 degree weather
becoming certified penguins
Sleeping till noon
even though jet lag has long become an invalid excuse

Free food scouting begins
until you trek to H Mart
where you obtain all the fruit you can carry
and then return to watch Martin Yan relax a chicken
(a secret which he learned from his elderly men)

Frozen rivers,
warm uber drivers,
dim sum runs,
and dance moves with names like
the firebird

Coding for the first time, and realizing
to your mom's delight, that it is a lot of fun.
Reading about common women,
being ridonkulous,
and cooking frittatas in ovens and microwaves.

Black ninja, white ninja,
Heading to an awkward women frat
and running back through the city lights.

The cold is not too bad-
Connections are slowly, slowly building.

A couple of couplets on a couple of weeks

Two weeks 'til back I go
Likely stomping in piles of snow
To Cambridge for my first spring
A new semester; what could it bring?

Four more classes, some dance and more
Probably panic about some low score
Naps and stress, but friends and fun too
Trudging through thick snow in rubber shoes

But for now how will my time be spent
Living at home with the old rents?
Maybe fitness, learn some skills
That fancy Chopin with all the trills
Run some more, drop the freshman weight
Apply for programs for my summer's fate
Plenty of coffee to keep me up
Avoid falling back into lethargy's rut

...That all sounds tiring. And rhymey. Might be easier to sleep and eat some more.
-cookielime

New Year Re-Solutions

Rather than make resolutions (which inevitably fail), I'm just going to re-solve some things. I mean, if they've already been solved, nothing can go wrong, right?

1) How to tie shoelaces:
With one's toes.

2) How to eat burger:
Insert into nose.

Carefully.

3) How to blog:
...Think... words... about...
sauce.

4) How to funny:
Laugh at own jokes.

(Like I am right now)

5) How to relationship:
Meet. Flirt. Court.

Basketball court.

6) How to coffee:
Not 3 cups. Not after 5:00 pm.

That explains this blog post.

Jitters.

7) How to New Year:
Take calendar.
Replace.

8) How to fitness:
Move. Eat.

Lots and nots, respectively.

9) How to blog (redux):
List things until it looks long.

10) How to happy:
Music. Love. Dance. Goals. And Sriracha.

Happy 2015!

College musings

In the land of college
Where coffee flows like water
Strange things happen

Like why did I stay up 'til four
Watching the Grand Budapest Hotel
With roommates and tea
Only to fall asleep ten minutes in?

Or spend close to ten hours
In two days
Dancing ballroom

Or walk to a cemetery
And run back to watch a show
And then another show

Or accidentally sleep for twelve hours straight
Only to sleep for three the next day?

(I suppose that works out to seven and a half
On average)

In the land of college
Where jazz plays on sunny work days
And identity crises loom

What impending doom.

Nah, it's chill
Just keep p-setting.

Dialogue Snippets

It's been four weeks in Vancouver now.  I mean, on top of the nearly nine hundred weeks preceding that.  I have plenty of time to be blogging, so here's a few overheard snapshots of all the weird things that go on at college.

Our library has couches.  Aw yeah.  You know we real high class, got that library so fly, 'cause we got them sweet couches.  They're green.

I was sitting on one of these couches the other day and across from me sat a girl and a guy.  The girl was wearing red, and the guy was... wearing clothes, of some sort.  To be honest, I wasn't really looking at them- but I was listening, and what I heard merited writing down.

"Is he gay?" says she.  "Can he be gay?  I'd like him more if he were gay."

Other quotes include "Koreans are good at everything!" and "I left my five dollars in my other pants."

We also have couches in our hallway.  Swag.  They're grey.  Or gray.  I don't know which one Canadians are supposed to use.

Today's overheard quote: "My only goal became to get milk and sugar in this coffee."

And, from an unrelated teacher walking briskly by: "...because Windows 8 doesn't work..."

I think that sums up college life pretty well.
~TheSequenceKitten