interview/thoughts

Princeton interview was quite cool... the lady was really nice and didn't intimidate at all =) though she's cowritten a book with jo stiglitz O.o which means i've met someone who's met a nobel laureate. how cool is that? she guessed (rightly) i was attracted by the big names on faculty - imagine being taught economics 101 by paul krugman! other than that she asked interesting qns and we had a decent conversation, so hopefully i've left her a good impression.

now for yale - which doesn't have much of an econs reputation, but which i applied to primarily for the financial aid, and the legendary music dept. hope all goes well.

hope that come april, i'll be in the ridiculously happy dilemma of choosing which dream school, like princeton, chicago and LSE, to reject... that is, if my A lvls don't screw up.

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I can see clearly now the rain has gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It's gonna be a bright, bright sunshiny day.

I think I can make it now the pain is gone
All of the bad feelings have disappeared
Here is that rainbow I've been praying for
It's gonna be a bright, bright sunshiny day.

Look all around - there's nothing but blue sky
Look straight ahead - nothing but blue sky.

I can see clearly now the rain has gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It's gonna be a bright, bright sunshiny day.

- Johhny Nash

Why is it that the oldies always get everything right? I should be faintly embarrassed of myself, having gone from what is popularly considered the most unfashionable music of all (classical) to possibly the second-most (60s/70s pop). I'm listening to the songs of my mom's generation, for crying out loud - in my more lucid moments I shudder. (I don't think my mom listened to them though; she fangirls country and elvis -.- just hope she doesn't read this post!) And to my horror lots of people have never heard of songs like Hey Jude or Mrs Robinson. Wow.

Of course there're songs like All Kinds of Everything that unfailingly make me snort every single time. You'd think there's a kind of asymptote to corniness... in the same way it's physically impossible for things to reach the speed of light. But those songs just exist like the way tachyons are supposed to.

And on that confused metaphor I think I'd better end and go sleep.