This morning, I walked over to the English department office and submitted the three essays, each composed of 4,000 words, that I have been working on for the past month. My roommate had told me that writing these essays have made me insane. To some extent, I agree. Before this term, I had not ever […]Read more "the afternoon after portfolio submission"
I began to lose consciousness after stuffing myself with as much vegan curry over rice as my stomach could possibly handle at Indian Veg. I ended on a gulp of cold water even in the face of questionable advice signs such as “cold water causes heart disease.” But, as if my cold water didn’t increase […]Read more "half six fix at the barbican"
On the corner of UCL’s campus, there is a Waterstones on Gower Street. I would come to this Waterstones every Friday, as it would be the place where I would part with my friend after eating some of the free food generously provided by Hare Krishna nearby. Because the food would be mostly potatoes and […]Read more "afternoon reading at waterstones"
I spent the day at Curry’s PC World, playing Starcraft II on a gaming computer that I will never allow myself to purchase in my life. It was right after I had made a grocer run to the Sainsbury’s across the street from Warren Street station. Thoroughly filling my tote bag in addition to my […]Read more "starcraft ii at curry’s pc world"
On those night when my evening is free of any activities, I would occasionally make a trip to the Wasabi in Regent’s Square next to the headquarters of Santander London. I would, of course, have to be in the mood for the curry and sushi that it sells — my diet these days is composed […]Read more "adding vegetables to wasabi curry"
On Sunday afternoon, after Church services but before playing Dungeons and Dragons with the UCL Knitting Society, I went to Euston station in search of a Sainsbury’s to sate my appetite. I wanted to purchase a sandwich with perhaps a vegetable to be eaten raw on the side, but I found no such luck. Instead, […]Read more "vegetable pasty at euston station"
I left the Ministry of Sound at around 3 AM completely sober. I walked past the a collection of drunk people loitering at the entrance. As per usual, they were doing drunk people things. Usually, the presence of garishness bothered me because I found loud conversation to be an uncalled assertion of existence. But, at […]Read more "the night tube"