Soliloqui

Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.
- Robert Frost

I thought it would be nice to record my thoughts or the beginning of my college life. However, forcing myself to write about happenings surrounding me never really worked. But anyway, I really liked this quote, and after being here I was reminded of it, and I spent a few minutes searching for it on the Internet.

Anyway, I love being at Cornell. There is no specific reason for this or any explanation as to how my mood escalated from being a bit disappointed with orientation to being very content with it all. Cornell is a beautiful beautiful beautiful campus, and anyone who hasn’t seen it is certainly missing out. But I do think that actually attending this school makes me appreciate the environment even more, maybe because I see it as my home, as if I own it. Coming here for graduations didn’t give me a chance to admire much.

I feel like college is a transition period, but the transition is so subtle, yet can happen so suddenly. When you are suddenly thrust into a situation, you can automatically adapt without realizing it, changing your mindset, altering that far-reaching road in your mind noiselessly. I am so much more sensitive to my academic interests because I know they will shape my choice of major and career. Being undecided is rather irksome to me because I feel like I could never limit my interests to just one (or even two) majors.

Orientation Week feels so far away now, and yet it has only been a week since then. I’m in a new world, and really have had no time to be “culture-shocked”. Everything has just happened, one after another, seamlessly.

Cornell has showed me that I do have the capacity to do homework on time, but it is by no means easy. I think expecting it made it easier to bear. However, prelims aren’t for another month so I still have plenty of time to stress my hair white.
I hope that I’ll be able to write here often and have interesting things to say. I don’t want to forget my first experiences here, but I do believe that the physical event taking place is more important than the specific memory of it. We’ll see what happens :]