I moved into a new apartment a couple of weeks ago, and last week, I finally had the chance to take some pictures of my new home. Most of them are sent to my parents in Hong Kong, but I did managed a few pictures of myself using a tripod. My being in “girl mode” that day was more or less by accident: I haven’t had time to unpack all my boy clothes and I just ran out of things to wear. At least this is the excuse, and I’m sticking to it. One of the pictures I took is with my newly framed Master’s diploma from the University of Toronto.
I actually got my degree back in the spring of 2004, but it was rather uneventful. I handed in my thesis on a Thursday morning, and I was already starting background reading for my Ph.D. work on Friday afternoon. It never occurred to me that even though I didn’t go to the ceremony, I should still get the diploma. Last summer, the university sent me a letter, reminding me to pick up the diploma, or else they would destroy it. The afternoon after I picked up the diploma, I bought a nice frame from the bookstore. Now it looks like I actually did something important in life!
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