...so so bored. Of my life. Of my friends. Of so many things ( Read more... )

 ...Twitter is a weird beast. And if you're not really careful, it'll eat you alive. You create weird bonds with people you don't even know but get to know your day-to-day routine, minute-to-minute, depending on how bored you are. And obviously you start talking to these people, who you'd never ever meet otherwise, and that's pretty extraordinary ( Read more... )

...maybe I'm not meant to be with someone. Maybe I'm just meant to be on my own, and do all the great things I'm planning to do with my life- become a supergreat doctor, move to the US, travel all around the world. Maybe that's too much for one person to take or handle. maybe some people just don't have their other half, maybe they're whole on ( Read more... )

 New York welcomes us with turbulences in the sky. The air crew warns us, it's normal, New York skies are like that. Agitated. Or excited. Or maybe just plain pissed off. We'll never know. The plane swings and jumps, some passengers complain and others feel sick. I can't seem to notice or care as soon as I catch the first glimpse of the Manhattan ( Read more... )