This Is Home, Truly
Ah.. I have returned. It has been a while since I lst posted, but in mitigation, I have been busy; came home for winter, been meeting old friends, going out with parents - haha, etc etc.
First issue - My hand looks like it will be okay again, yay! Looks like i won't lose any subtension and both my radius and ulna can turn fully. Bonus - haha.. I am now boinic. Muahahahah. I am no more merely any organic being. I am a titanium substituted higher organic being, wahahaha. Stand in my way and I will lay the smackdown on you jabronis with my people's titanium elbow. Okay the titanium is only in my forearm.. but still.. haha.. i had to work people's elbow in somewhere.
On to more significant things - I officially declare the semester past a disaster. Having contemplated and meditated on this issue - a small part of my 20 hour journey home - i have decided that my 18 years preceding college were too easy. I never really worked for anything i got. This has to change, now that I find myself not good enough. Sigh, I now feel really bad for nottobenamed people I used to laugh at for studying endlessly. So far, whenever I've slacked, its because I have this supreme belief that I will come good in the end, that I will somehow find a way to make it work, that I will not fail, because I cannot afford to. I do not slack because I am without care. It hurts when people say I don't care, that I don't give a shit what happens, that i am somehow unburdened by many of the expectations that weigh on them. My roommate told me one time, totally out of the blue, "I wish I could be like you, not have to worry about anything, and just do whatever I feel like doing" I didnt know what to say. That should have awakened me, but i drifted along and this semester has scuttled me on a sandbar. Anyway, no more shall be said of this semester. "Why do we fall down, Varun?" "So we can learn to pick ourselves up".
It was wonderful to see everyone at Mel's house on New Year's Eve. Very nice of mel to have all of us there. Such a pity that I see so little of all these people, Asrie, Hamid, Jerome, Jlo, Mel and some of the others whom I used to see everyday. Was also really nice meeting up with the old classmates... must procure the pictures soon to put here.. haha.. i havent put any up have I....
Oh.. and my three brilliant ideas.. ah.. im too bored to write about them now... some other time.. haha.
Anyways.. who is siti.. and sundar.. I shall not do that know thyself thingy u put on your website.. too scandalous.. haha.. dangerous might I add.
First issue - My hand looks like it will be okay again, yay! Looks like i won't lose any subtension and both my radius and ulna can turn fully. Bonus - haha.. I am now boinic. Muahahahah. I am no more merely any organic being. I am a titanium substituted higher organic being, wahahaha. Stand in my way and I will lay the smackdown on you jabronis with my people's titanium elbow. Okay the titanium is only in my forearm.. but still.. haha.. i had to work people's elbow in somewhere.
On to more significant things - I officially declare the semester past a disaster. Having contemplated and meditated on this issue - a small part of my 20 hour journey home - i have decided that my 18 years preceding college were too easy. I never really worked for anything i got. This has to change, now that I find myself not good enough. Sigh, I now feel really bad for nottobenamed people I used to laugh at for studying endlessly. So far, whenever I've slacked, its because I have this supreme belief that I will come good in the end, that I will somehow find a way to make it work, that I will not fail, because I cannot afford to. I do not slack because I am without care. It hurts when people say I don't care, that I don't give a shit what happens, that i am somehow unburdened by many of the expectations that weigh on them. My roommate told me one time, totally out of the blue, "I wish I could be like you, not have to worry about anything, and just do whatever I feel like doing" I didnt know what to say. That should have awakened me, but i drifted along and this semester has scuttled me on a sandbar. Anyway, no more shall be said of this semester. "Why do we fall down, Varun?" "So we can learn to pick ourselves up".
It was wonderful to see everyone at Mel's house on New Year's Eve. Very nice of mel to have all of us there. Such a pity that I see so little of all these people, Asrie, Hamid, Jerome, Jlo, Mel and some of the others whom I used to see everyday. Was also really nice meeting up with the old classmates... must procure the pictures soon to put here.. haha.. i havent put any up have I....
Oh.. and my three brilliant ideas.. ah.. im too bored to write about them now... some other time.. haha.
Anyways.. who is siti.. and sundar.. I shall not do that know thyself thingy u put on your website.. too scandalous.. haha.. dangerous might I add.
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