But the good news is, my FA 203 thesis proposal's got the nod of the panelists--I can start working on it already! That is, would I want to? Next sem, they said they were thinking of
giving me 5 thesis advisees. Hay. I can use the money, though.
Last night, we watched Zhang Yimou's "The House of the Flying Daggers" at Robinsons Metro East. We didn't have dinner till after the movie (We went to Max's). Then, it was Alcuin's turn to get the jitters; I got them last week. By myself, I snapped off the depressed, unsure feeling quite easily, and focused instead on how excited I was to get married. Everybody's been so nice and very supportive, asking me what they can do to help. Even my MFA classmates to whom I've already apologized because we cannot possibly invite all of them, volunteered their services. I thought I might as well not invite any of them (except for Ambie, of course!) But perhaps because i was feeling so tired, I let Alcuin's worries get to me. Until finally I felt like crying, because I was thinking that since he was having jitters, maybe he wasn't sure he wanted me to be his wife. Then I actually cried because i felt sorry for myself. Till we split and continued discussing through text. (Cont'd.)