Saturday, September 15, 2012

Procrastination 2.0

I never feel the need to apologise for who I am, or why I am the way I am. Some people do it, and I fail to understand why. You are who you are, no one can take that away from you. True, I am weird, I can creep people out, I think I did creep a few people out last night, but hey, weird is good sometimes. It's a breath of fresh air from boring and monotonous and the same old thing every single day.
Also how is it that every time I have food in my hands, someone has a camera in theirs? oh well, I do eat all the time, and my world revolves around food, I might as well let the world know. sigh.
I am back to procrastinating on writing my papers by writing a blog post. I've missed doing this. The paper I am writing this time is on how a dead man brought change. That's creepy again but in my defense, it's an old Kannada novel we're reading in class. Sadly, I don't know how to read Kannada, now if it were Gujarati, I'd have written the entire paper in Gujarati too. It's a completely different matter that my Professor wouldn't have been able to make head or tail of it.
I am a junior. It is scary. What's even more scary is I am going to graduate in 2 years. I actually contemplated going to Grad School just so that I could stay in school. But that's just denial in a weird way. Besides, one needs patience to study more, which I lack, on all fronts, no matter what. One more shortcoming. I asked my best friend to be patient with the things going on in his life, and he's like isn't that ironic, I of all the people was asking him to be patient. That's funny too, if you look at it.
We went to IHOP the other day, to eat pancakes. I felt bad for the guy who was on duty. But I was mad at him for not replacing the Bacon with hash browns >.<. I mean common, all you had to do was fry hash browns instead, how tough is that ? But I replaced hash browns with onion rings. Which brings me to the leftover pancakes which I must eat. Letting it waste in the fridge is not a good idea. Those poor poor pancakes.
I started watching House form beginning. I like Dr.House, he's my kind of a person. So much sarcasm in the episodes that I am in sarcasm heaven right now. Maybe that's why I decided to start watching it form the first season. It's like the my daily dose of sarcasm. Fun semester it's going to be with watching House all the time.
Precisely when I start thinking about going home, the song Coming Home starts playing on Spotify. Oh yay. More homesickness three months before I go home. I haven't been home in a year and a half. I should pat myself on the back and eat a Lindt bar. I guess that's it.
I can't help but end with a House qoute
"Everyone Lies."
If I started elaborating on this, this would turn into a 4 paged paper, single spaced. Therefore, being a nice person, I am just going to leave it at this. 

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