Summer zest

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

William Wordsworth

Bringing back one of my favourite (though mainstream, I know) poems back in secondary school days. If poetry cannot express my !!! for the coming summer, I don't know what can!

Of late, I haven't been writing much in real-time -- I often post in belated inspirations. Being honest: this year, thus far, has my failure to comply to my own standards. But this accompanies certain fresh panes I walk by, through which I began to re-mind myself of important things I neglect along my years. And I am grateful for somewhat fresh enterprises that has humbled me.

So for the first time, I have assumed responsibility over another's capacity. I must say, the neglect and assumability of certain things I must yet revisit haunts me! Never did I expect I would have difficulty explaining a concept of which I utilise everyday, and of which I have quite early assumed competency. I must admit that I was caught off-beam when asked, "Is this a verb, or an adverb?" Receiving this, my immediate response was "Shit, I don't know these things". But aren't these the orders behind those very forms of expression I have relied on ever since I learnt to think, dream, speak?

I must have wandered too much as a cloud. But of course these re-minders mind my calculative progress, and I do quite welcome this rude awakening.

Simultaneous to this, of course, is yet another eye-opening semester (no semester by Tania Roy leaves you otherwise). A module I cannot quite share with anyone who hasn't sat through it, as much as I would love to, as I shall indefinitely undermine the complexity of its philosophy. Let's just say, the names Freud, Lacan and Kristeva shall dwell quite permanently in my nightmares, but concurrently in my intellectual fantasies.

There's so much to say about these past few months, and I regret not penning these in staggered moments of fresh experience. However, I do now, more than anything, look forward with great excitement to the summer that is coming up in 3 days. Finally, with great anticipation, comes a calculated step into a memoir du futur!!

Cheers, and sincerely the best of luck to you guys taking Finals!