First week of school

This is strange but I never really liked going to school until coming here... not too much of a student so far... but maybe because I get to take so many interesting subjects that I feel more motivated too..

I really love the curriculum at City College... especially the dance classes... this sem, I am taking dance composition where I'll be choreographing my own dances... and I really excited about this class... so far, it has been a little weird and uncomfortable at times, cos I'm not too used to improvising... hopefully i'll feel more at ease so i can improv better...

Tomorrow, I will have to showcase my first study... it's about 1 min... i'm really nervous... i hope it goes well... if I choose the option of performing as my final exam (can write a paper... but a bit sian leh)... then hopefully can film it down and show u guys... =)

I love all my other classes too... taking a comparative govt class (from e same prof as last sem cos I really enjoyed his class), an English class, a Microecons (which is kinda the only one i dread), Asian Humanities and modern dance...

It's a full blown schedule this sem and so I know that it'll be a little overwhelming esp towards the end of the semester...

Wish me luck... =)


Rachel~

Borrowed words from an email

Dream what you want to dream

Go where you want to go

Be what you want to be

Because you only have one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do

Fooling around in the house...

Man... all I can say is... it is tiring to do this... But that was very fun... esp since I was alone in the house doing these silly stunts...

5:43 AM

It's so early... i don't really know why i'm still up....

Haven't stayed up til this late... since maybe those chalets... wait I think I fall asleep really early in chalets..

Oh wait... i know... that time me, zan and cheryl were at Conrad....

Battery dying in 3, 2, 1... better go right now...

Living for today

It's hard to do.. but it's something I try to remember...

There seems to be so many distractions in life, seemingly so many problems, so little time to do everything.. I complain a lot.. but there's a lot I should be thankful for... a lot to be happy about... I am surrounded by people I love, whom I love back... even though sometimes it seems otherwise...

I have a home when many in the States are living on the streets and asking for spare change for their basic survival... it's hard to see this all the time whenever u go out... some of them smile and still tries to joke with people passing by, many who don't even acknowledge their presence... but it's so hard, to acknowledge them but yet unable to help them all... there's just too many...

I have clothes (more than enough), food and luxuries that I take for granted everyday...

Life is hard here but then I already have much more than so many others...

This is not the first time I write about this, but it serves more as a reminder for myself than for any of you who are now reading this...

I hope I don't forget how lucky I am...