I'm still waiting for my call/letter/email.
Even though it'll probably amount to rejection, I am still desperate for a response. I guess I have been dissed by a college that came over and convicted me of my choice by talking about how accepting everyone is and how it's going to be so great and stimulating in KI and everything blah blah.
Having said that, I'm not particularly upset over not getting in. It's more of disappointment and mild irritation, after all the time wasted compiling records and getting every single photocopy stamped and certified, not to mention looking through countless documents and innumerable web pages, and getting so foolishly hyped up about the entire process.
(Oh, who am I kidding. I'm upset because I had assumed that the results would at least be released latest by this week and the wait is killing me.)
I have also not blogged anything about the results of the SLB exco election. I am actually pleased! Democracy has worked! We might just compare the new P to be the Gorbachev of our day and age. I was getting a little tired of the previous utopian socialist ideals, really. I wonder how things will unfold, especially when dealing with a demographic that would be a little more than challenging to control now.
I have a new favourite band. Rocketship came from the mid-nineties, so it's not easy to procure their albums which are mostly out of print now. Sometimes, they sound like hammond organs on an acid trip, only a little more self-conscious and self-disparaging at times without it sounding overtly contrived. Yet there is a certain emotional robustness in their richly-textured songs that juxtapose the simple melody lines. I am so loving this band.
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