random freaky thought:
Okay my Italian homework is to write about what I did last winter vacation. And I just don't remember! I've gone through my calendars, diary, archived emails, have called up friends I must have been with over those weeks, and none of them know, nor do they remember what they themselves did that winter! Straight out of fiction!

More relevantly, I was having dinner last night when a girl I had never seen before just walked up to me and asked if I did TASP. So I met Stacey, Cornell TASP '04, who is visiting Yale from LA. I'm all caught up on the TASP '04 gossip (ask me!) and it seems as though our Texan successors have been a rowdy infamous bunch.

Speaking of the `04 Texas TASPers, the two that I met at the New York event last week were under the impression that (i) they weren't allowed to swim in the pool because something went terribly wrong (like someone drowned or something) when we tried to the year before, and that (ii) Winedale was so terrible (no pie this year, but hot stew on an hot Texan night with mosquitoes) that we recommended it to them because we hated it ourselves.

Labor quote of the day:
"Now, Plato's Form of a Bed, is it a queen-sized bed?"
"It's a philosopher-king-sized bed."

ahh, Plato.

posted by Tae-Yeoun Keum   [9:45 PM]

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