When you breathe in the air, there is a smell. You can't really pinpoint the smell. How do you really describe it? But you know it is distinct. There is something about it that reminds you that it is different. Somehow, it feels different too.
Do you know what made me want to study abroad? During the December of 2003, I was watching Mona Lisa Smile. The art history class and the surroundings... something struck me, but I cannot pinpoint what.
So here I am today, October 2007, enrolled in a very exclusive class. There are only 13 students. My professor is a Visiting Professor from Yale.
But I fear about my writing assignments. My grades. If only I didn't have a nagging GPA to meet. Then I would be really enjoying this class... ok i shan't say more, in case my funding gets cut off as a result of this.
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