Can you believe I woke up at 6 in the evening today? Lmao.
Life's good so far.
When I wake up
There's 16 missed calls from the paranoid girlfriend xD
And 21 from the paranoid mother.
Hahaha
Brilliant.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
Homesickness hits home :(
Ohhh my gawddee.
I FRIGGIN' WANT THE DOSA FROM THE DOSA GUY UNDER MY HOUSE!!!
I WANT PANI PURI FROM SARKARI BHANDAR!!!
I WANT RAGDA PATTICE FROM SRI KRISHNA!!!
I WANT BUTTER IDLI AT PAPPILON!!!
I WANT MASALA PAV AT AMAR JUICE CENTRE!!!
I WANT PAV BHAJI SANDWICH AT THE GUY OPPOSITE RUSHABHS HOUSE!!!
I WANT MARUTI :'(
I WANT COCONUT PUNCH OR SUMMER COOL OR WATERMELON JUICE FROM THE GUY UNDER MY HOUSE :'(
I WANT COCONUT WATER
I WANT INDIAN FOOOOOOOOOOOOD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA :'( :'( :'(
I FRIGGIN' WANT THE DOSA FROM THE DOSA GUY UNDER MY HOUSE!!!
I WANT PANI PURI FROM SARKARI BHANDAR!!!
I WANT RAGDA PATTICE FROM SRI KRISHNA!!!
I WANT BUTTER IDLI AT PAPPILON!!!
I WANT MASALA PAV AT AMAR JUICE CENTRE!!!
I WANT PAV BHAJI SANDWICH AT THE GUY OPPOSITE RUSHABHS HOUSE!!!
I WANT MARUTI :'(
I WANT COCONUT PUNCH OR SUMMER COOL OR WATERMELON JUICE FROM THE GUY UNDER MY HOUSE :'(
I WANT COCONUT WATER
I WANT INDIAN FOOOOOOOOOOOOD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA :'( :'( :'(
Red Bull gives you wings.
...but I figured I'd need a fuckin' jetpack to get to school on time today. So I had 3. But I made it.
This chick called Michelle Hamm gave a speech today. She's a Riddle graduate (obviously) and works at NASA to train astronauts to live on the International Space Station. Pretty cool huh? She has a really inspiring story, but the moral of it all is,
You can only succeed at what you do if you're passionate about it.
...which means I'm in big trouble with Vectors in 3 dimensions, differential equations and tangential velocities.
Big time Computer Exam in an hour.
Toodles ;-)
This chick called Michelle Hamm gave a speech today. She's a Riddle graduate (obviously) and works at NASA to train astronauts to live on the International Space Station. Pretty cool huh? She has a really inspiring story, but the moral of it all is,
You can only succeed at what you do if you're passionate about it.
...which means I'm in big trouble with Vectors in 3 dimensions, differential equations and tangential velocities.
Big time Computer Exam in an hour.
Toodles ;-)
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Social Experiment No.XX
Believe me when I tell you that I have not showered for - 3 days now.
No, I've not decided to become Florida's mosquito breeding farm. Far from it, infact. This is actually part of a social experiment I've decided to take on. (ask me for info about it if you want to know more)
Oh, another reason is that I have no clothes. I gave up on laundrying sometime ago because I live on the 3rd floor and the walkway-bridge to classes is on the 2nd floor and the laundry place is on the first floor. A busy and sincere student like me has to make compromises and sacrifices sometimes. And sometimes that involves hard choices. I mean would any of you rather do laundry or watch Comedy Central?
Hmm, now that you put it like that...
Furthermore, there is the backbreaking and arduous task of tugging your baby blue laundry basket with white polka dots past the prying eyes of the engineering intelligentcia, not to mention a detergent the size of Varun Kapoor. And believe me, Varun Kapoor is heavy. Then there is of course the excruciatingly painful wait before the laundry machine. 90 minutes of uninterrupted indifference.
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
The goddamn sound drives you nuts.
Contrast THAT, with the comfort of your bed. The temperature is falling outside, but you're in your room, watching the rain hitting your window like an idiot banging his head on the wall. It's so satisfying. People are freezing to death outside, trying to get to class and...OH, DO. THEIR. LAUNDRY. While you're getting cosy with your blanket, silkily curled up in an igloo, posting on your blog, disregarding your homework and watching Family Guy on TV at 6:45 in the morning. It's a no brainer. Why do laundry?
No, I've not decided to become Florida's mosquito breeding farm. Far from it, infact. This is actually part of a social experiment I've decided to take on. (ask me for info about it if you want to know more)
Oh, another reason is that I have no clothes. I gave up on laundrying sometime ago because I live on the 3rd floor and the walkway-bridge to classes is on the 2nd floor and the laundry place is on the first floor. A busy and sincere student like me has to make compromises and sacrifices sometimes. And sometimes that involves hard choices. I mean would any of you rather do laundry or watch Comedy Central?
Hmm, now that you put it like that...
Furthermore, there is the backbreaking and arduous task of tugging your baby blue laundry basket with white polka dots past the prying eyes of the engineering intelligentcia, not to mention a detergent the size of Varun Kapoor. And believe me, Varun Kapoor is heavy. Then there is of course the excruciatingly painful wait before the laundry machine. 90 minutes of uninterrupted indifference.
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
The goddamn sound drives you nuts.
Contrast THAT, with the comfort of your bed. The temperature is falling outside, but you're in your room, watching the rain hitting your window like an idiot banging his head on the wall. It's so satisfying. People are freezing to death outside, trying to get to class and...OH, DO. THEIR. LAUNDRY. While you're getting cosy with your blanket, silkily curled up in an igloo, posting on your blog, disregarding your homework and watching Family Guy on TV at 6:45 in the morning. It's a no brainer. Why do laundry?
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Does this say something to you?
My room is a typical teenager's college room. There's a bunch of tissue rolls just lying around, a pillow near the foot of my bed on the floor, an opened pack of cheez-its lying on the desk, an empty cup of garlic pasta that I never bothered to throw away...and, of course, clothes. Lots of them. All over the place. My jeans hangs from the top of my study table, obnoxiously covering my awesome girlfriend's picture (sorry jules ^^) There's plastic wrappers all over the place, all concocted with shorts and pants and more tissue rolls and smelly socks. And there's bottles. Bottles of milk.
WAIT! FREEZE FRAME!
Bottles of milk? What the fuck? I'm 17 years old. I'm a college student. And yet, hmm. There's...1..2..3..4..ohmygod..5..6 bottles of milk I see as I look around me. They're all empty. Obviously. They're in assorted flavors.(only 2% fat, of course)Strawberry, plain, chocolate, banana...you name it.
Well...I CANT HELP IT OK!!!??? MILK IS GOOD. Yeah.
Anyway, that's all I'm going to be able to manage on until my id arrives in a week :P
WAIT! FREEZE FRAME!
Bottles of milk? What the fuck? I'm 17 years old. I'm a college student. And yet, hmm. There's...1..2..3..4..ohmygod..5..6 bottles of milk I see as I look around me. They're all empty. Obviously. They're in assorted flavors.(only 2% fat, of course)Strawberry, plain, chocolate, banana...you name it.
Well...I CANT HELP IT OK!!!??? MILK IS GOOD. Yeah.
Anyway, that's all I'm going to be able to manage on until my id arrives in a week :P
What am I doing in front of a computer screen at 6:09 am?
My career is going nowhere.
They asked me to write my resume.
You know what I handed in?
A blank page.
So the employer can fill it up for me.
Lmao!
Well, Dr. Zeigler gave me +5 for creativity, and another +5 for being a wise guy, but that still doesn't change the fact that I'm basically nowhere. So I'm going to start my improvement from today :D
As a first step, I joined the Skydiving club.
I shit you not, Embry-Riddle has a skydiving club. And I'm in it.
Anyway, that really was hilarious, the thing with the chick saying I'm disturbing and all xD She didn't really mean it, of course, but I couldn't stop laughing at the kind of picture we paint of ourselves to foreigners.
My career is going nowhere.
They asked me to write my resume.
You know what I handed in?
A blank page.
So the employer can fill it up for me.
Lmao!
Well, Dr. Zeigler gave me +5 for creativity, and another +5 for being a wise guy, but that still doesn't change the fact that I'm basically nowhere. So I'm going to start my improvement from today :D
As a first step, I joined the Skydiving club.
I shit you not, Embry-Riddle has a skydiving club. And I'm in it.
Anyway, that really was hilarious, the thing with the chick saying I'm disturbing and all xD She didn't really mean it, of course, but I couldn't stop laughing at the kind of picture we paint of ourselves to foreigners.
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