The Past Emerges

I recently rediscovered a life I lived five years ago. I now envy my naivete, my mercurial nature, my incessant search for high school love and yes, my horrendously capricious relationship that truly revolved around the almighty after school snack.

And by snack, I do mean edible treat.

It's all too much to handle this late into the semester.

Someone, help!

I Love To Eat Mango!

Period.

Political Science 149

I am writing on the 1974 Thai constitution and the emergence and empowerment of Thai female writers and non-governmental organizations that supported women's rights.

By merely creating this post, I am procrastinating in the fullest. I try try try to get things done, but I think I just enjoy stressing myself out by pushing my limits and time constraints.

Dog danglies to you, Stress!

Eeep.

I wish to create a novel on my life using only articles published in international newspapers. In domestic vernacular. With photos. Lots of them. I would have an article represent every month of my life. I'm sure I'll find a Swedish article that can relate my first day of pre-school. A Pakistani piece of my first menstrual cycle. And a Khmer composition on my Grateful Dead phase. This should work out great.

I need to finish up my last paper for one on my courses, Southeast Asian 137: Islam in Southeast Asia. It's an amazing class, but I've decided to press my luck and use up my minutes doing other things. It's due at 5:00AM. Crunch time, my friends, crunch time.

The Inaugural Post

Today, I take another crack at online journal postings.

Wish me luck.