swyngedouw

Ah, this name. Erik Swyngedouw. Heard his name SO much during year 4 sem 1. Haha. Just felt a sudden whaff of nostalgia (of sorts) as I'm re-reading the 'killer' paper - my GE4101A term paper that nearly cost me my sanity. Haha. I am once again amazed at myself (more so God) how this paper was even conceived. I have no idea what most of the paper meant in the academic sense anymore, though I understand the English and can do a pretty good summary of it. Haha.

More so, reading this paper made me think about my ability to think. Because halfway through reading (btw I'm only at page 4, haven't even finished reading it!), my mind started drifting off to something else. The something else that never fails to make my insides all twitch a little. The something that I must keep coaxing, sayanging and chiding at times. Haha. Then I digressed. And then I thought, "what an undisciplined mind" (in so many senses actually). Haha. I wonder, is it that I never really possessed a disciplined mind? Or did it kinda got lost somewhere along the decade plus of education that I've gone through? Which brings me to the fact that I can hardly remember quotes now. Kinda lost the ability to do so after the rigorous literature A levels where I had to memorize sooo much. Is it that the brain got tired? Is it that I got tired? Or is it that I grew lazy? Or is it that my subconscious is telling my brain tt it doesn't want it anymore? I really wonder. :)

Then again, it kinda all boils down to the mind. Haha. I am meaning this is so many ways and things haha! I wonder if this last paragraph actually makes sense! Btw, I typed this on my bb. Wahahaha! :P