Update on Friendquest 2012 and Why I Hate People

1. Firstly, why I hate people:

I was sitting behind a girl in the FCP lecture this morning. I would say she has a Middle Eastern background and has kind of wavy, dark hair. Midway through the lecture, she simply twisted her hair around (no elastics or pins) and suddenly her hair was in one of those very chic messy buns. I stared at the back of her head with a mixture of amazement and jealousy.

You might as well classify her as having White people hair because I know White people are very able to do this as well. Meanwhile, me and my Asian hair has trouble staying in a bun WITH elastics and various pins and clips. In addition, my thick, wiry Asian hair means curling my hair without a shit tonne of hairspray is basically a no-go.

2. Secondly, update on Friendquest 2012:

I endeavoured to sit next to some sort of aquaintance in FCP this morning given I knew that none of my friends (the ones I feel comfortable sitting next to with no hesitation) would be attending. It started off on a bad omen when I couldn't even find the lecture theatre. I was talking to a couple of other girls in med who were looking for it as well. Maybe it was my early morning nerves making my voice too quiet but it felt like they were just ignoring me (not rudely but only sort of accepting my presence) while only responding to one another with any kind of enthusiasm.

When I got to the lecture theatre, I looked for some kind of acquaintance to sit next to but found none. Like a lioness, I try to pick off the loners who I know somewhat. There are a few (but none were evident in the FCP lecture).

One is a girl I am acquainted with through my time at Kumon (although she seemingly doesn't remember me from Kumon. I introduced myself to her last year nonetheless). She walked out of the lecture theatre first and I basically followed five paces behind her for about 100m, trying to find the right pace to catch up with her and express a very cool, "Hey, how's it going?" We would then descend into a passionate discussion about our holidays and what mundane activities we indulged in.

Unfortunately, this plan did not come to pass.

Just as I was building the courage and speed to walk abreast with her, one of her (few) friends from med caught up to her and they began an animated discussion. I lost all nerve to join in and ended up walking to the NS lecture on the other side of campus alone.

There, I sat with Big Michelle. Things started to look up at this point when one James came to sit next to me/us. We greeted one another. During the break (it was a double lecture), we talked quite extensively about our holidays, architecture in London (yes, I unashamedly name-dropped Little Mishelle and her passion for that architect with the weird name), a secret New York subway station at the end of one of the routes that was built in the late 1800s and decorated in some sort of French imperial style, how White-washed England is and our newfound passion for anatomy labs. I enjoyed the conversation.

Meg and I have also resolved to attend the Global Health Short Course some time in the next couple of weeks.

Unfortunately, the clubs I wanted to join this semester may not work out... I want to tutor and the girls I tutor do A LOT of extracurricular activities. Writers' club still hasn't decided on a meeting date (and I really, really want to attend). Save the Children has its meeting on Wednesdays when I usually have no classes and is my usual tutoring day. Hopefully things work out because I want to do a lot this semester and enjoy it.

I feel more confident with Friendquest 2012. I have this urge to get out there. I think good things will happen this semester.

Lastly, honourable mention to Sarah who I ate lunch with this arvo and spilt a hedgehog slice with. I liked her pants today. And her swagger.

J