hey guys!

im leading an extremely disturbing life in chicago now.

it's only the 4th day of lessons proper and i feel like dying already. whoever said that studying in US is like going on a honeymoon is a big fat liar. he/she must have never been made to study Korean 101 every single day for at least 5 hrs and still not make any head or tail out of the language, read Plato's "The last days of Socrates" and act like he/she is a smart lit geek just like the rest of my classmates who ALWAYS have sthg impt and smart sounding to say. their hands are really perpetually up in the air, so that they can gain those sickening class participation marks. it's really frustrating.

studies aside, chicago is really a very fun place to be in. just last weekend my friends and i went to downtown chicago to roam arnd and we had a lot of fun! we saw a street protest (sthg abt Bush being a liar. nothing new there) and we went shopping. to all girls, the US is THE SHOPPING MECCA. branded stuff here is really dirt cheap. like a decent Calvin Klein jacket can go for US30, and a Roxy sweater goes for below 20. my suitcase is exploding so much tt im buying a new bag to contain my new purchases. im just damn pleased with myself.

that day, while i was happily msn-ing in my dorm, there was a tornado warning. the Resident Head of my house came knocking at each and every door and everyone had to go and seek refuge at the basement of the dorm. i was kind of freaked out really. the first thought that came to my mind was i dont want to die in a tornado on my 4th day in chicago. then i started thinking abt safe and sunny singapore. crap. you just cant have your cake and eat it man.

oh. and the thing abt americans being sexually liberal? it's so damn true, cos i have seen it for myself! amd there are lots of stories abt what happens behind closed doors in the dorms.

anw, after 3 weeks in chicago, these are the things that i endeavour to do:

1) not die in a tornado or any other natural disaster
2) try to act like a smart lit geek, so that i can fit into my Humanities class
3) not get robbed
4) not suffer from any form of assault
5) remain sane while coping with the blardy 3.8 GPA requirement.

oh. and photos. i didnt take many, cos i was afaraid of breaking rule no. 3 as stated above. anw, these are some of the pathetic few tt i took:



the Rockerfellar Memorial Chapel in my school, where we had our convocation



one of those buidings in my school. it's really pretty inside, with vinatge furniture, paintings, and wall carvings