Thanks to Jenhan, I now have things to do with my obscenely free time! I'm giving tuition to a group of 8 indon kids near my workplace. Perfect. Now I can splurge guilt-free (:

Everything in my life seems to be in place at the moment, except for uni apps. 1.5 years and I still haven't figured out what I want to do. what to do when all the courses offered are so friggin boring and the only interesting ones dont give you an iron rice bowl?
I haven't figured out for myself whether teaching would appeal to me. At the moment I'm pretty neutral about it. I can't understand why there are people out there who are so darned sure teaching isn't their cup of tea. For that matter, I don't understand how anyone decides whether anything is their cup of tea, if they haven't actually done it.

Sufjan Stevens is good stuff. Excellent stuff, in fact. So very melancholic. I shall post the lyrics to one of my faves from him, for a lark:

His father was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's T-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things
Rotting fast in their sleep of the dead
Twenty-seven people, even more
They were boys with their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God
Are you one of them?

He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took of all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss
On the mouth

And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look beneath the floorboards
For the secrets I have hid

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