Since I don't know you
Cleavage is not an issue. I am immune to what people wear. You can be naked for all I care.
The weather is an issue. Yesterday it went down to 3 degC and me and a couple of guys decided to go for a walk! Kramer's idea of putting underwear in the oven before wearing it is starting to make sense now.
The Americans think I am an ABCD. The rest of the international crowd mistake me for an American.
In India you might hear someone saying "If you can drive in India you can drive anywhere in the world". Do me a favour and punch them in the nose. Driving is NOT easy when you have to follow half a million rules, regulations and road signs.
No job. No funding. No idea. If things don't improve I expect to hit the BPL in two months!
I don't miss anyone. I don't miss anything. I'm immune to most stuff. Trouble is I'm immune to myself and I don't feel like me at all.
Most Grad students at the University seem to be extremely intelligent. I am back to where I belong - being the underdog. I feel home.
I spent three nights at the VLSI lab doing my first assignment. I've learnt more in three days than I would have in a semester back home.
I remember meeting a few hundred faces in the weeks before I left. Since I got here I haven't spent anytime thinking. Those faces seem old. Its all blurred.
I'm past twenty and I do not know what I want to do with my life. I am doing something but I am not sure I want to be doing anything in the first place. I want to win some money, sit at home, watch TV all day long and sleep on the couch and get wasted. I am wasting. About a Boy.
I feel a growing hatred for my kind. The Last Samurai.
I feel like a target for Christian Evangelists. Is it me or is it they? God bless you!
Take the time.
P.S. This is supposed to sound funny, NO sympathy. Disclaimer tag.
The weather is an issue. Yesterday it went down to 3 degC and me and a couple of guys decided to go for a walk! Kramer's idea of putting underwear in the oven before wearing it is starting to make sense now.
The Americans think I am an ABCD. The rest of the international crowd mistake me for an American.
In India you might hear someone saying "If you can drive in India you can drive anywhere in the world". Do me a favour and punch them in the nose. Driving is NOT easy when you have to follow half a million rules, regulations and road signs.
No job. No funding. No idea. If things don't improve I expect to hit the BPL in two months!
I don't miss anyone. I don't miss anything. I'm immune to most stuff. Trouble is I'm immune to myself and I don't feel like me at all.
Most Grad students at the University seem to be extremely intelligent. I am back to where I belong - being the underdog. I feel home.
I spent three nights at the VLSI lab doing my first assignment. I've learnt more in three days than I would have in a semester back home.
I remember meeting a few hundred faces in the weeks before I left. Since I got here I haven't spent anytime thinking. Those faces seem old. Its all blurred.
I'm past twenty and I do not know what I want to do with my life. I am doing something but I am not sure I want to be doing anything in the first place. I want to win some money, sit at home, watch TV all day long and sleep on the couch and get wasted. I am wasting. About a Boy.
I feel a growing hatred for my kind. The Last Samurai.
I feel like a target for Christian Evangelists. Is it me or is it they? God bless you!
Take the time.
P.S. This is supposed to sound funny, NO sympathy. Disclaimer tag.