I met up with someone from high school yesterday. Same graduation year, and even some mutual friends. It is rather amazing, to be able to track down a fellow CHer in this city, all the way across the world, a decade after graduation. I might not be a huge fan of fbook, but I can't deny its ability to work magic sometimes.

Not your typical first meet and greet. I suggested coffee but it quickly turned into a chinese grocery shopping/dinner get together. Weird if you think about it - we don't really know each other before this. It was as if being through same high school with the same ppl was enough. Perhaps that qualified us as ppl who shared the most similar experiences in this city. That or perhaps she is just really friendly and like many others, wanted to feed me.

It's cold over here. Winter has finally arrived. Snow on the ground and 4.30pm sunsets. My nonsweeten soy milk refuse to stay warm for long in the glass. The music is on, and I am thinking about what I am doing here in this city. It is very easy to see how work can make people disgruntled. The amount of emails and correspondences, reports, every form of so called communication, it can be overbearing. I am not very creative to start with, and I doubt paper work improves that. Fast forward this to 5 years in the future I will be pissed off too, constantly. Paper work is just no fun. You can't be happy if you are not having fun. Simple as it is. In short, ppl often wonder why ppl stay in academia, the pay sucks and you work long hours. Truth? Because it is fun. For many, work is play. You are not bogged down by the daily formality, you don't constantly worry about liability. Didn't someone once said freedom is priceless? That.