today i got an email from my department.
the schedule and the requirements for the first year PhD art history look like hell……….8 graduate seminars 2 language exams 1 serious paper again…..
i am bleeding inside……why i choose to suffer as if a shackled slave.
yesterday hanging out with a Korean friend in Roppongi, who I met in Nagasaki. we watched the Tokyo Tower until night and shared a lot of stories and feelings about such an indifferent but charming metropolitan. Tokyo is a nice place, but we dont belong to it.
tokyo is unbearably hot……
i wanna go home, to write my damn papers.
omg that sounds horrible… but when you graduate you’ll feel your degree is well-deserved and that you haven’t wasted your youth
what’s your next stop, home?
let me know how i can connect to you when you arrive home
take care, dear~~
Cool, welcome back to the reality!