Today's topic is our bathroom. Our suite has five girls so one bathroom is definitely not enough. From the dining area, there are two doors, one to the sink and shower area (with its own curtain separate it from the sink area), and the other one to the bathroom. So at the same time, its capacity can accommodate all of us doing bathroom-related matters. The strange thing is that the wall between the bathroom (with toilet inside) and sink area does no go up all the ways, which means that if you stand on the sink, you will be able to see whatever is going on in the bathroom area. Of course none of us do those kinds of thing. But you do hear and smell whatever is going on in the bathroom. It is becoming common for us to talk to each other from the bathroom to the dining area, or hearing someone's business while eating. I just thought it is strange and funny at the same time and that's the whole reason for this block. Thank you for bearing with me.

Since I have arrived Columbia University, I have been living off my suitcases. I only have 46kgs/100lbs luggage allowance, so I really don't have much. I have been very creative, e.g. using my nail clipper and only super size knife  as scissors in various occasion, using double size tape to seal bags of food, using towel as blankets, etc. I didn't even have any pants nor hangers. After freezing for couples night, I finally gave in and get myself a throw.

Two weeks later, I received my package that was supposed to arrive before my arrival. It was almost pain-taking to looking at the amount of "stuff" I have. I was used to living simple. Facing so many choices, life suddenly became complicated. Picking out clothes to wear is a pain. It was so easy having only one fall jacket. And what am I going to do with two pillow and three blankets on my twin bed? Nevertheless, it is nice to have my comforter and Phillip again.

Two weeks of simple living proves to me that I can indeed live without many things.

My screensaver is a slide show of "my Picture". I have started to really enjoy watching it lately. This year, I go back and forth to look over my pictures from Hong Kong, Australia, Norway, Croatia, etc. Thinking about my past, it all seems so beautiful. My past was exciting, eye-opening, as well as challenging, and heartbreaking. I know one day I would look back at my time in the U.S. and think the same way. Somehow, the past always seem better. Maybe it is time to stop my nostalgia and move on to something even better - the present and the future.