a time traveler

I think back to the beginning of summer, when the world seemed to make sense in notes, rhythms and rhymes. I think of J and how much I missed him then. I still miss him now and the way we were. Yesterday, there were unexpected tears. Words were said and I realized I lived under an empire of tyranny. And instantly, I wanted to go back to the beginning of summer, back to the place I once knew and loved. Then I thought of today, an indescribably, better and brand new day. This guy went entirely out of his way to open the door for me. I met new people and another guy had said to me upon meeting, that it was entirely serendipitous, and it really was. Although I like to say I'm tone deaf in learning Mandarin, I had a few good laughs over speaking and translating a foreign language. A new friend waited for me after class. These past weeks at night, I've walked by soft shadowy blurs cast down by a streetlight. I am fazed by bicyclettes. I just smile by thinking about this idea of love, the person who might possibly like me and the person I am mad-head-over-my-heels about. I'm already looking forward to next week, a reunion with a dear friend on an exchange in Illinois, possible globe trotting and world exploring. I can't wait. I live in the past and I live in the future. I've had my share of days that seemed to go right and days that seemed to go unbelievably wrong. There's no where I'd rather be than here, this moment, in the present and all the while being nostalgic, time traveling to the past, future and back.

Here's to the Past, Present and Future

Today was the last day of class for fall semester. I still have finals next week (which I should be working on right now), but I never actually thought I would be this sad at the end of the semester. This hit me hard after my last biology class. I really might cry. Biology has been my favourite class this semester. Learning about life is inspiring, fascinating and interesting. I love it a lot. I loved going to class and listening to Dave's lectures. I always laughed at his jokes, admired his knowledge, his love for teaching and most of all, learning life lessons I will never forget. I might never see a certain TA again. And although I will definitely miss the hot bio ta, I've also come to know all the other TAs as well.

To every memory, to every friend or person I've met,
this is how I've really felt all along.
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It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry

I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never been this way before

Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it, too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget

Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
'Til they're before your eyes

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say goodbye
-Regina Spektor, "The Call"