Life just seems duller and duller by the day. When i look back at my life and think about the relevance of those 18 years, it struck me that i could actually count the number of people i have known or met or had a decent conversation with.
I could say that iam in someway an introvert and not exactly the "mingle with the crowd" kinda person. It took me 18years to actually come to terms with myself. I was sitting at my study table this morning,trying to study, but my eyes were rolling off each word as if they had a mind of their own. Iwas going " 1 Mississippi 2 Mississippi ..... " I shut the book and head for the television.
As i sit down on the couch i realise i need to switch on the TV with three different remote controls - for the stereo, set top box and the Tv. "Friends" was on. The very thought of the name "friends" made me sulk "How do these bunch of red-necks stay friends for friggin' ten years". I switch off the "boobtube" and head for the kitchen. I try to bring out the inner cook. I was trying to make some mushroom masala curry - or so i thought. As soon as i shoved the butter and the mushrooms into the pan and turned it on high, a chemical reaction occurred that would baffle most nuclear scientists - the mixture turned as black as oprah's ass. As a piece of advice "Always wash the mushroom before throwing them into the pan - Fungi kills people - even the Irish".
Saddened by my escapades in the kitchen, I head back to my study
table, only to realise why i took up engineering - because i sucked at everything else. To start the day with a thought like that is not exactly a "thought for the day". I was thinking about tomorrow's sem exam.
The whole idea of writing an exam with the very hope of just clearing the paper seems as pointless as teaching bush the difference between a nuclear weapons plant and a shoe factory. I look in the mirror and see a lazy, junk food eating slob whose only
goal in life is to be able to do nothing for everything. Hurray for mankind and that sick
son-of-a-bitch that created us all.
I could say that iam in someway an introvert and not exactly the "mingle with the crowd" kinda person. It took me 18years to actually come to terms with myself. I was sitting at my study table this morning,trying to study, but my eyes were rolling off each word as if they had a mind of their own. Iwas going " 1 Mississippi 2 Mississippi ..... " I shut the book and head for the television.
As i sit down on the couch i realise i need to switch on the TV with three different remote controls - for the stereo, set top box and the Tv. "Friends" was on. The very thought of the name "friends" made me sulk "How do these bunch of red-necks stay friends for friggin' ten years". I switch off the "boobtube" and head for the kitchen. I try to bring out the inner cook. I was trying to make some mushroom masala curry - or so i thought. As soon as i shoved the butter and the mushrooms into the pan and turned it on high, a chemical reaction occurred that would baffle most nuclear scientists - the mixture turned as black as oprah's ass. As a piece of advice "Always wash the mushroom before throwing them into the pan - Fungi kills people - even the Irish".
Saddened by my escapades in the kitchen, I head back to my study
table, only to realise why i took up engineering - because i sucked at everything else. To start the day with a thought like that is not exactly a "thought for the day". I was thinking about tomorrow's sem exam.
The whole idea of writing an exam with the very hope of just clearing the paper seems as pointless as teaching bush the difference between a nuclear weapons plant and a shoe factory. I look in the mirror and see a lazy, junk food eating slob whose only
goal in life is to be able to do nothing for everything. Hurray for mankind and that sick
son-of-a-bitch that created us all.
