December 31, 2012.

There is one thing I wish for the upcoming year:
I hope to keep embracing my true colour and not be afraid to expose it to others.

I know this would be the only way to make myself happy and live life to my full potential.

Museum of Modern Art.

City Air.

6th Avenue from 49th -  I always end up in this city for every Christmas holidays.

Northeast Corridor.

December 28, 2012.

Some of my favourite films include Martin Scorsese's The Departed (2006), Christopher Nolan's The Dark Knight (2008), and Darren Aronofsky's Black Swan (2010).

Watching the first season of Dexter made me realized the common motif of those films: There is no distinctive boundary between good and evil; a person is bound to struggle through moral dilemma and project imperfection.

Dexter Morgan's effort to be normal and abide moral principles. Harvey Dent, the white knight of Gotham who eventually becomes a two-face. Undercover identity of the good cop and the bad cop. Nina's alteration followed by the unleash of her emotional control. These characters in the movies and TV show have shown the very human nature beneath their skin and intrigued my thoughts.

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In one of the episodes, Dexter says the following monologue, which I'm carefully guessing the founding idea of the show: "Everyone hides who they are at least some of the time. Sometimes you bury that part of yourself so deeply you have to be reminded it's even there at all. And Sometimes you just want to forget who you are altogether."

Dexter is unique own its way; It's funny. It's a thriller. It's dangerous.

Christmas

Rayban Wayfarer.

Hey- I've reached the point where I could spend that amount of money to get a pair of Rayban (:

At least I bought it from Amazon.com where the product was much cheaper and no tax was applied.

Philadelphia 30th Street Station.

Megabus.

Toronto to Philadelphia (22nd 7:45PM to 23rd 8:00AM)

Met a research student from Stuttgart who works in a bio lab of the university. 

Good things come when you least expect them. 

December 22, 2012.

All my exams are now over. Heading to Princeton, NJ tonight!

December 18, 2012.

Scattered thoughts. Muted feelings.

December 7, 2012.

Wrote my Chemistry final today. Came back home exhausted, with a bit of hope that I might have a whole evening to relax. Then, I found out that one of my friends from Korean elementary school added me to the facebook group for the graduation class of 2006.

It's such a weird thing- seeing all these familiar faces that are so different from what I last remember. Some of the wall posts show how most of them are still living in the same neighbourhood. This isn't so surprising as my family in Seoul still lives there.

Going through the members list, I was surprised to see how people changed over time (Here I am, still judging others by their facebook) and also what their most recent 'title' was. Although many of them still had their high school name, I couldn't help but noticing so many names of good, competitive universities in Korea and different part of the world; includes the ivy leagues and Northeastern liberal colleges. Yes, I have to admit that I became little jealous.

I don't know. It kind of made me wonder where I stand and what my life would've been like if I didn't leave Seoul or took any different path in the past. Is Toronto where I really wanted to be? My life has gone through so many abrupt and radical changes that I can't even guess the possible outcome of any of them, but the one I'm in. Jealousy is such a dangerous thing- it makes me feel like I have achieved absolutely nothing in my life. And I somehow believe in that tonight.


Alas. I hope tomorrow is a better day.

Avenue Road and Bloor Street.

Gallery of Gems and Minerals.

This place actually makes sense now. I couldn't believe how blinded I was from all these beauties (:

What's better than visiting Royal Ontario Museum with a friend with same interest? Thanks for its free admission program for university students on tuesdays, my friend and I spent nearly 2 hours going through this single gallery.

Coffee.

When I was young, I couldn't understand why people would pay to deal with the bitterness.

Now, I feel the people who start their day with morning dew from the coffeemakers.