This is what university should be like....
said a classmate of mine.
"People doing work, asking questions...people learning, people having fun..."
"Fulfillment."
Stunned. the true spirit of the moment captured so beautifully left me speechless before i recovered to say, "should be? "
The buzz of conversation in the air, the spirit of community, brought togther by a random sting of things, a collection of people nestled in a old classroom tucked along what Charles Dicken once called the most beautiful street, Hillhouse Ave...
And the landscape has been covered in white...
from Vday till today.
it's like it's been washed over....painted in white....with random green tufts of grass peeping out.
Said another friend of mine today,it's like walking in ice cream...the white parts are vanilla in flavour, and the brown chocolate...
The cold crisp air is refreshing.
The strong gust of wind that comes ever now and then, that threatens to blow u away if u don't hold ur ground that makes ur face turn ice-stone cold.
The relief that comes as one enters indoors.
The delight of drinking Milo packets, Maxim coffee and having snacks.
THe satisfaction of dance, of giving expression with one's body, it's like art in motion...
I am...
falling in love with this place. what is this place though? Yale? New Haven?
I can't say either cos it doesn't quite capture what I feel or mean.
It's a bit of both and lots of other things as well. This place isn't just a venue, it's a season in time while I'm here in this physical space.
It's the touch of God I sense in the daily heppenings.
Your touch of glory Lord.
"People doing work, asking questions...people learning, people having fun..."
"Fulfillment."
Stunned. the true spirit of the moment captured so beautifully left me speechless before i recovered to say, "should be? "
The buzz of conversation in the air, the spirit of community, brought togther by a random sting of things, a collection of people nestled in a old classroom tucked along what Charles Dicken once called the most beautiful street, Hillhouse Ave...
And the landscape has been covered in white...
from Vday till today.
it's like it's been washed over....painted in white....with random green tufts of grass peeping out.
Said another friend of mine today,it's like walking in ice cream...the white parts are vanilla in flavour, and the brown chocolate...
The cold crisp air is refreshing.
The strong gust of wind that comes ever now and then, that threatens to blow u away if u don't hold ur ground that makes ur face turn ice-stone cold.
The relief that comes as one enters indoors.
The delight of drinking Milo packets, Maxim coffee and having snacks.
THe satisfaction of dance, of giving expression with one's body, it's like art in motion...
I am...
falling in love with this place. what is this place though? Yale? New Haven?
I can't say either cos it doesn't quite capture what I feel or mean.
It's a bit of both and lots of other things as well. This place isn't just a venue, it's a season in time while I'm here in this physical space.
It's the touch of God I sense in the daily heppenings.
Your touch of glory Lord.
posted by jasmine at 9:21 AM
5 Comments:
beautiful.. like you are jas :).
as u are too my dear!
xin nian juai le and.....
i received the strawberry shortcake sweetheart!
it was delicious.
as strawberry shortcakes are.
but this one was
delicious-est.the best.
:)
i had jasmine tea and dim sum yesterday. remember royal china! :) and our unsuccessful attempts to catch a movie.. hee. let's go yum cha when you're back! God bless you princess of the Most High :D
eh don't say i never leave comment ah.. i'm such a good friend, i'm leaving a comment just half an hour after you asked me to. THANK ME. =p
ahem.what friend.u didn't lend me ur ipod when i needed it to concentrate and study!
HA.
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