all begins with L

If there’s anything that’s seriously lacking in this damn society, it’s compassion. Being selfish is a survival trait, to be self centered is a curse to mankind. Cut the smile if it’s just for fuck sake. Please. And you, I did admire you, I did.

It is fourth week of school and I am already rather exhausted. Perhaps the term kicked in a little too early for me. Sundays are spent cathing up with term assignments, a weekday passes by like a cigarette smoked to ashes. These days, ‘a good book and instant coffee’ does the boost for me.

This season, I am scheduled to fulfill my 12 weeks internship requirement. Which means I don’t quite have the luxury of booking a plane ticket three months in advance (for leisure purposes). And not having an idea of what lies ahead in summer puts me to sleepless night. Resume, cover letters, the suit, the heels, the interview… the aquisitions of adulthood.

And each day passes by without a miss of such confrontations.

“Where are you applying to? Oh I just clicked on Merrill Lynch and Goldman Sachs, have you applied for them?”

And this is when I switch on my life support (the laptop) and contemplate between big fat paychecks or big fat passion-check that lies within. The fact that I am even considering to surrender myself to the corporate vacuum is rather worrying. Practicality, is that what they call it.

While SMU is becoming that upper middle class mom who will do anything and talk to everybody, just so that her kid will make it in life, I am trying in vain to accomodate her dreams and wishes.

Peering through those eager freshmen makes me feel that I was once less cynical. I was once in that spotlight where friends are characters made for life and the party never ends.

Now an eighty-thirty class on a Monday morning, another pseudo corporate week begins.

Now, you don’t have to dismiss me like that. Damn.

What is Inclusive Design?

If I were to design something that would sell like hot cakes to a world without vision, what would it be. Take the handicap out of the blind, what is a disadvantage but merely an inexistence of a common tool. Say one day God makes the world go blind, literally. With all the four senses, new mankind competes for survival.

What would be his first invention?

I am still bitter about Carmen being out of cast. But Marina making a comeback is compensating . I heard Jenny is going Jenny times 10 this season so if you’re an anti-Jenny like me, having Tivo is probably the cure to excessive writer’s moodswings. And with all that verbal firing squad last season, Bette falls for a mute Hottie this time around.

“Talking! Laughing! Loving! Breathing! Fighting! Fucking! Crying! Drinking! Writing! Winning! Losing! Cheating! Kissing! Thinking! Dreaming! This is the way, it’s the way that we live, It’s the way that we live… and looooove!”

Need I say more? Bittorent now.

Yesterday, Apple annouced the arrival of their new baby, the iPhone. Some might say it’s a blasphemy to compare the two. I’m not comparing though I can’t help but see minute resemblance of the two. This is as far as tech review goes in my world. I fell in love with my black classic 6233, it’s nice to press press. But I want the iPhone, it looks good to touch touch.

“The kiss originated when the first male reptile licked the first female reptile, implying in a subtle, complimentary way that she was as succulent as the small reptile he had for dinner the night before.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald

Perhaps.

And that’s exactly what I’ll be working towards. It has to start somewhere and it starts from “off the bed”. I’m still all beaming like a proud mother sending her child to his first day of school; I found myself in class on a saturday afternoon despite crashing into bed split seconds to dawn.

As someone puts it, “Just fucking do it”.

Hello World!

Alright kitty, no more drama. Sch’s back for good, yes for good. Five mods, five days a week and a Monday class at eight thirty in godforsaken morning, bring it on. Ms. Java’s official term begins next week. I can’t wait.

Oh, Good Vibrations Fest kickstarts Feb 19th. Organize please.

Like every other, it is always slightly less than a grand celebration for the self. Just me, home and a whole lot of wonderful memories to wrap up. For this year I have crossed more boundaries (metaphorically, geographically, mentally, emotionally, financially) than I ever did in the past two decades of my life combined. And also, I turned 21!

So here’s 2006 in a nutshell:

1. Food became my third religion, travelling remains at second place
2. Diagnosed with dysentry cum diarrhea in the hills of Darjeeling; my physical state at its worst
3. Had the second wonder of the world (The Taj Mahal) a few yards away from my feet but barely touching it, first was Eiffel Tower when I was 10
4. Managed to squeeze in an almost snowing mountain, a city, a desert and a flooding beach in a single summer trip
5. Land myself in the hottest region of Asia in the peak of summer i.e. forty-eight degree celcius in Rajastan
6. Craved for KFC
7. Had blood clots in my large intestine
8. Was again denied for surgery
9. Adopted not a cat but a cat name and still thinking of adopting cat
10. Got addicted to House music
11. Tripled my shoes collection
12. Still craving for cheese fries
13. Squid ink pasta is my meal of the year and duck is my meat of the year
14. Love is as painful
15. Love is as blissful
16. Love is silly
17. Acquired my first apple gadget thanx to V! (wait, are you still known as V?)
18. Got tired of smoking
19. Then came Captain Black cigarellos
20. Saddam was hanged on Eid Adha
21. And I vaguely remembered that this was one helluva year…

Happy 2007 everyone!