[.:: wanderlust Julia ::.]: The weekend in short:

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

The weekend in short:

eating Japanese ramen left-handed
a Night Safari invented by S'pore's tourism industrialists
riding random buses to somewhere, anywhere
bars by the bay and mango margaritas with ugly iguanas
hot chicks and not so hot chicks and maybe chicks
midnight coffee cafe chats
cheap Hawker stall beer
I'm-not-going-to-sing-oh-my-god-we've-been-here-for-five-hours-
-wow-wish-I-had-tried-ktv-sooner-too-much-drinking-karaoke
the no-more-soup-dumpling dumpling shop
intense hotpot

a light wallet

1 comment:

Arpun said...: I'm-not-going-to-sing-oh-my-god-we've-been-here-for-five-hours-
-wow-wish-I-had-tried-ktv-sooner-too-much-drinking-karaoke

Hmm I guess it's hard to resist singing when you've had cheap hawker stall beer and you're in a dark room with a karaoke machine...; 11 June, 2008 11:17

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Prologue: The end of MIT, the beginning of wanderlust Julia

Summer 2008

Welcome to the chronicles of my wanderlust :-)
Everything this upcoming year brings --- (I think) this is what I have been wanting for a long while.

My last few days at MIT were absolutely amazing, I'm not even going to try to describe it. But those who know, know :-)

As much as I have come to enjoy (I don't think I can say love yet, but maybe almost?) MIT over this past year, the eternal wanderlust of my heart will not quiet down. I thought college away from home would pacify me, but I am still restless, even more than before.

Wanderlust is not just about walking, it's an irresistible desire to wander, to travel. Wanderlust is a primitive instinct of the whole body and soul, awake in different levels for different people. For me, it is always awake, never quiet, insatiable -- whispering in my ear, tugging my heartstrings away from wherever I am at present. My gaze constantly wanders off to the distance, to something more than what I have now. I don't know what I am searching for. I am searching for a sense of belonging, a peace of mind, an understanding of beauty... I just know I haven't found it yet.

"It can be understood more at a deep level of the human condition as a search for a new philosophy, religion or place. After gestation in the mind, wanderlust, like a locomotive chugging to final destiny, then takes a body on a restive trip that takes long time to accomplish.

In short, wanderlust is a trip, or a need to understand one's very existence, that starts with the first step of a long journey." (Wiki)

And so, my long journey begins.

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Tuesday, June 10, 2008

The weekend in short:

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Prologue: The end of MIT, the beginning of wanderlust Julia

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