I know I haven’t been updating this blog because I’m too lazy. Years 2 and 3 have been an exciting flurry of business (both work and busy-ness). I constantly spew bite-sized thoughts that stream into my mind on Instagram Stories anyway, and I am remarkably easily bored and excitable, so longer, more considered pieces on Blogger aren’t sustainable. I digress. Many exciting life updates! I’m now officially done with my undergraduate PPE programme at King’s College London. I loved every bit of it: the depth, rigour and intellectual intensity of the course, the international student community, the bustling city of London and all the travel opportunities around Europe. Words can’t do justice to the profundity of the experience. In typical Quincean fashion, I milked everything I could out of the three years: went to Cumberland Lodge (for free) as a photographer with the Philosophy Department in Years 1 and 3, clinched the Principal’s Global Leadership Award (PGLA) in my second year (spending
I am a nocturnal person. The night is constant — isothermal, isoluminant. This stillness somehow makes me most imaginative and energetic. It is 1:30 am. I sit at my desk with a cup of pu’er I just made. One thing’s for sure: I will definitely have an electric kettle in my future dorm room. I search “pu’er” on Google, then I stumble upon this article by NPR. Down the rabbithole I go. Soon enough, I find myself reading about Himalayan mountain passes and this enthralling piece of travel writing by Nat Geo. My cup is empty. It’s now 2:30 am. I go to the kitchen to make another brew. Now I’m back in front of my laptop. In this week of post-graduation block leave, I may be short of sleep, but not short of wonder. I think of university, and all the travelling I will do. That Garmin Instinct I have been dreaming of since OBS. My future, perhaps? PPE first, then postgraduate sociology or journalism? That’s the plan. I will not give up mathematics. I will not give up art. I wi