Not. Andrew Carnegie would be so disappointed in me... ahh well, who cares?
Well, it's not my first time back there (it's my third actually), so I guess I know what to expect. And I also know not to expect too much of myself. Was quite amused on my first day when the first paper that I got was from CMU (somehow I think my sup did it on purpose). Of course, the thing is that they published the paper but they didn't release the tool, so I've put in a request which is still pending... hmm....
Well, the work itself is not the problem (yet). I'm taking it really slowly. The pay is really pathetic, but I can't really be bothered about that. The problem is the place. It feels kinda strange actually. It's the same place, same room, neighbouring table (I'm taking Chris's old table), but very different people. The atmosphere is different. And it feels really weird.
I mean, I usually link places with certain specific memories. Which is why I feel that when you return to a same place with very different people (or if you stay at the same place while the people change), you'll just feel really lousy.
So the day I reported, was pleasantly surprised to see quite a number of familiar faces with me signing the required papers. And then, we all went our separate ways and I realised I was the only one going back to that office *sigh* And then I stepped into the office and found 3 familiar faces (YX, ZH and JW), plus another familiar face one level down (YS). Well, not that I'm close to them, but still, at least I know some people right? Those of you who know me will know that I'm not exactly the most sociable or outgoing person on earth, so making friends is not that easy. Especially when it's you with one bunch of people who have known each other for so long. And when you're the second youngest chap in the room. And then I considered the fact that I'm linked to the organisation in other ways, I realised that I'm threading on somewhat dangerous grounds in that room. Not that I'm being elitist or wad, but you just feel... outside?
So I kinda ran away (well, not that I had a choice) for huge portions of the morning on Tuesday and Wednesday to settle the airfare quotes business (which by itself is ridiculously ridiculous). And so while I was there, the HR person and I chatted and I quite liked the conversations actually, because they were pretty frank. (Which, where HR is concerned, might be pretty rare I suspect). So we talked about life in the US, about scholarships (the Singapore kind), plus other realities and facts of life.
Speaking of which, I got assigned the freshies I'm supposed to be taking care of for a while. Two of them. First of all, one of them is going to John Hopkins. Now, how on earth am I supposed to be helping someone going to John Hopkins is beyond me. Second, both are non-CS majors. *sigh* I'll probably meet them next Tuesday though, see how that goes.
You know, somehow I feel like a tourist now. Or maybe just a visitor. Hearing Singlish all around me while walking along the streets requires some getting used to. In fact, I hvn't totally adjusted to it yet. There have been significant changes to the house (some renovation work was done), although my room still looks recognisable as my room (not that it was as I left it, but similar enough). And I'm not a food person, so I've more or less eaten everything I wanna eat with the exception of Roti Prata.
Oh yeah, driving! Since I came back, I've managed to hit the wiper stick instead of the signal stick once (much to the amusement of my bro-in-law to be, who kindly chose not to warn me when he saw me about to do it *mutters*), attempted to change gears using my right hand (and failed miserably since the gear stick was on the left), almost turned into the right (as in, the opposite of left) side of the road once, and stopped on the wrong side at the petrol station (of course, I only realised this after the guy pulled the hose over to the other side opps...). Oh yeah, I'm a guai driver now... have been stopping at every stop sign :p I suspect that sooner or later some guy is gonna horn at me, but that's his (or her) problem hahaha... (Oh yeah, the stop sign that I almost didn't stop at in Champaign? That was my bad... didn't realise that there was a stop sign haha, thanks for pointing it out to me) About the only thing that I don't have to get used to again is the speedometer. For the simple reason that even when driving in the US, I refer more to the kilometre scale than the mile scale of the speedometer. Oh, and there were new road markings to get used to.
Actually, if I have the chance, I wouldn't mind taking a nice long drive to some place back in the US, driving alone. I think if I have the chance I'll do it.
Uh not to mention that my sis (or rather, my bro-in-law to be) did some modifications to my sis's car. My mouth literally fell open at the airport carpark (no, not from the heat).
And of course, the weather sucks. But I've adjusted back to it I guess.
Sidenote: My phone worked in Champaign! And it's a tri-band phone... I hereby conclude it's probably AT&T's fault :p
Actually, in all honesty, I think driving in the US has taught me, above all, how to be a more patient driver. I've been taking things very easily on the road. Not that it matters how good (or bad) a driver I am. But I digress. So yeah, all in all, have been feeling quite sianz actually. Seriously, if you told me to fly back to Pittsburgh tomorrow, I'll probably just go "orh". I might not wanna come back for such a long period of time in future breaks.
And of course, there's the thing that happened last Saturday night that reminded me of one reason why I dislike (hate seems too strong a word) being home so much.
And a bee just flew into my room *stares at it flying around*
Well, there are still places that I want to visit but I have yet to get down to it. Some places are old (remember wad I said about memories up there?), some of them are new. Happened to be in the area of the canal the other day, and so I couldn't resist taking a few pics and posting them.
So yeah. That's the update on my pathetic life. Did I miss anything out? I'll add it in if I remember.
Oh well, I'll live.
Now to go do smth about that stupid bee. No thank you, I dun particularly feel like being stung in the middle of my sleep.