Man, I am so taking my time posting stuff here, aren't I? I'm truly sorry about my lack of activity. It is not that I am not trying, it is simply that I cannot find the time to do so. I actually tried a few days back, but my connection went poof and I lost the information I had typed. I have an unstable connection for which I am paying a bucketload of cash...such is the state of exploitation in this country.
Anyway, I have been undergoing a lot of personal changes lately. My outlook on life has undergone damamtic transformations, for the better. It is mostly due to philosophy, I guess. I am no longer depressed, uncertain or hopeless. Philosophy has given me a brand new sense of purpose and contentment. I feel happy, truly happy. My concerns now have shifted from being egocentric, to everything else-centric. Its amazing.
One of my dearest friends had to go throught the horrendous experience of dengue fever a week ago. It was a difficult time for her. As a former victim, I knew a little of what she would have gone through. I hate it when things like this happen to people I care about. You feel so helpless, lost and alone...like all the world around you is moving on but you have come to a complete standstill, lying on a hospital bed, freezing, with a tube running up your arm. It sucks.
Plus, with this illness, you never know if you'll survive. I was genuinely worried for my friend. I visited here almost everyday, hoping that she would be better than the day before. It hurt me so much to see her lying on the bed, unable to move, barely able to speak... I am so glad that she is better know and that the worst of her ordeals are over.
Well, that pretty much sums up the past few weeks, I guess... maybe once this semester is over, I'll take the time to write in greater detail. Bye

If I somehow survive this semester with my sanity intact, I think I deserve my phD. Holy hell, this is a lot of work! Four subjects, two months... insane, I tell you. I have no idea what got into my mind when i decided to push myself in this way. I really need to curb this habit of not looking before I leap. Sooner or later, I'm going to dive straight into a pool full of piranhas. I guess I am already in one, and the only reason I'm still alive is that the piranhas haven't sensed me yet. I have absolutely no idea what that means
Anyways, i want to talk about what has now officially become my favourite subject... Philosophy. I guess you could say it has always been my favourite subject (apart from you-know-what). Nothing else seems relevant or even remotely significant compared to philosophy. It just seems to put everything into this awesome and often terrifying perspective. The one important questiont that always springs to mind is, what is of actual importance in this existance?
I can't really think of anything that is of any importance, truly, apart from one thing. You can probably guess what that is. Even so, why do we feel that wealth and pleasure is so important? Why is power so important? What does it all really mean? Where are we all headed? What function are we supposed to fulfill in this Universe? Do we have a function? Who are we? Why do we have to sit for exams and get degrees? What does it all MEAN?
My brain hurts. I believe in something that Plato, Aristotle, Descartes and many others said; that true happiness lies when we think about perfection. Their versions of perfections all differ, but that does not really matter. Its the concept that is of any significance to me. I have my version of perfection and it makes me truly happy. That is all I need in this

Yeah, I know I suck...I have been neglecting you, haven't I, precious? Well, i am indeed sorry, but you have to understand my situation. I have been extremely busy lately(excuse), what with all the research and projects and assignments and Dutch fantasies and all...alright, I'm kidding. Well, actually, maybe not. Not the point.
Anyway here I am, back where I should be, posting useless, insignificant posts on the pointless musings of my life. What's with the Dutch thing, you ask? Well, its Dutch, as in the Netherlands, as in Holland, as in I know of a certain young, attractive Dutch lady who just so happened to come live at my place and sleep on my bed for an entire month... I kid you not. As you know, I have a no names policy when it comes to blogging, so forgive me if don't mention hers.
She left last week. She is a foreign exchange trainee and the 'living with a adoptive family' phase of the programme had reached its end. To be honest, I couldn't wait till she left, the little annoying ... okay, I'm lying. I was devastated. I suffered from emotional trauma. I'm exaggerating. Okay, okay, I'll cut the crap. I was very upset, because we became really close and I realised that she made for an incredible companion, someone who was easy to talk to (not easy in THAT way), fun to hang out with, easygoing, relaxed, and goddammit-I-miss-her. In this stupid country, companionship of that sort is so hard to find. Its like looking for hair under P*r*s H*lt*n's armpit. (oops, i broke my policy...I'm sure P*r*s won't mind). It really is. Most of the time, when trying to talk to people around here, you have to put on a show, you have to watch everything you say, and be ready to be prepared to be judged. You have no idea how exhausting that can be. It was not so when I was with my Dutch friend. With her, there was none of that shit. Things were so simple and honest, and you won't believe the amount of times I re-itereated that fact to one of my best friends... another one who could relate to the foreign chick syndrome.
Sigh...
Anyways, I've been bongled up with a lot of work this semester, because I kinda sorta took on more than I could possibly chew. So, if I take some time to post stuff over here, pls be understanding. What can you do anyway? Kick my ass?

Well, I know its been a bloody long time...again. Heck, at least I keep trying ...hahaha... who am I kidding? No one even reads this stuff. Anyway, here's what's been going on in my life these past few weeks. Nothing major. I had my finals last week, the end of my first semester as a freshman. Next week will be the beginning of my second, which i suspect will be a whole lot more busier with the short time span and large number of subjects I've registered for. Oh, an another thing, there is a cute Dutch girl living with me at home for this entire month. Pat of an exchange program in my sister's school. really cool. Alright, that's about it. ciao

Hmm... now where shall I start. This past week has been fairly uneventful...pleasantly so. Its been mostly work and play, the usual stuff. Actually, not so usual..it was not always like this in my life, i guess. Hehe..just glad for a little bit of peace and quiet. You do realise that I'm speaking purely in a emotional sense, right? What I'm trying to say is that there's been very little emotionally tragic events occuring to me lately, no incredible fighting, arguments or anything of the sort with parents or whatever. Its been pretty smooth-sailing. I have been able to give in to my work.. been working hard on my theater finals.... just completed some heavy sound editing just today. I've got a huge presentation on Hinduism coming up as well, so, yes, its been hectic in a rather good way. I am feeling good about myself..and its been so long since I could actually say that. Yesterday, I went out with my three bestest best friends(sheesh)... and it was really great. We didn't get to watch the movie we wanted, drove a really long way to eat at a place with crappy service, and reached back home in the wee hours of the morning.... sigh...so much fun... You know, there's something really wonderful about simply being with those who are closest to you and being yourself...your true self. No stupid facade to try and impress others, no stupid pretensions... just who you are. Your stupid slur, farting, lame (yet incredibly funny) jokes, insults galore, perverted stories... amazing...no rules, no standards, no competing..just living.... how i wish all things could be as simple....sigh..but, then again, having the tough moments are what makes the sweet ones all the more sweeter, doesn't it....