Another one of my late night (read early morning) rants. Another one of my oh-my-god I miss home posts. Seems like my life keeps going around in circles, but it has a different radius every time. True because I was just thinking in the other day in a restroom somewhere that people judge me and I judge them, which leads to a vicious unending circle. Too bad that's precisely how society functions. I was watching random videos from the current Kingfisher Calender Girl Hunt or whatever that show is named where one of the contestants goes if you attack me I will attack you. Again, precisely how society works. We wait for no evidence, no proof when deciding to attack someone verbally, physically, mentally.
Also I fail to see how the improper grammar, the omg-so-trendy shorthand is helping anybody? For starters, it is difficult to read exactly what the other person is writing. Second, I have an inherent urge to correct these people, spelling, grammar, punctuation, the entire package. Thankfully my school had a wonderful library which was my favorite place to go to for everything apart from studying and reading. Oh well, mistakes made and lessons learnt. Though the Rutgers Libraries make my life miserable sometimes, I usually manage to find what I want. Usually.
Reading the Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, I can't help but wonder how cruel people can be. More bitching about the world after I finish reading it. Considering the amount of time I have gotten to read stuff apart from textbooks and case studies, which is almost close to none, I managed to get halfway through the book. yay me.
Since I have been extremely productive beginning 2 am, I am very close to folding my 2 day old laundry before taking a nap before class. Yes you heard it night, normal people sleep at night, I take naps. Another difficulty I will now have to face is hunger. To eat a khakhro, or not to eat a khakhro. Yep, very Gujju. Plus the strong Kathiawadi accent, which might never go away, also the inherent need to eat thepla and athanu every time I am hungry, and the compulsion to order Dhokla whenever I go to an Indian restaurant. I give embracing your culture a whole new meaning I guess?
Fail at understanding the need for hash tags on Facebook after every single world. How, Why, When? Am I that behind the times that I completely missed out on this new trend. Fail at keeping up with the latest Facebook trends. And here I thought a hash tag was something that was trending only on Twitter. Silly me.
Just rediscovered music from the Chronicles of Narnia. My life has so much more meaning now. Ending my hunger with a protein bar.
I shall reserve lamenting about how I miss home and Diwali and the family lunches for a later time.
Also I fail to see how the improper grammar, the omg-so-trendy shorthand is helping anybody? For starters, it is difficult to read exactly what the other person is writing. Second, I have an inherent urge to correct these people, spelling, grammar, punctuation, the entire package. Thankfully my school had a wonderful library which was my favorite place to go to for everything apart from studying and reading. Oh well, mistakes made and lessons learnt. Though the Rutgers Libraries make my life miserable sometimes, I usually manage to find what I want. Usually.
Reading the Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, I can't help but wonder how cruel people can be. More bitching about the world after I finish reading it. Considering the amount of time I have gotten to read stuff apart from textbooks and case studies, which is almost close to none, I managed to get halfway through the book. yay me.
Since I have been extremely productive beginning 2 am, I am very close to folding my 2 day old laundry before taking a nap before class. Yes you heard it night, normal people sleep at night, I take naps. Another difficulty I will now have to face is hunger. To eat a khakhro, or not to eat a khakhro. Yep, very Gujju. Plus the strong Kathiawadi accent, which might never go away, also the inherent need to eat thepla and athanu every time I am hungry, and the compulsion to order Dhokla whenever I go to an Indian restaurant. I give embracing your culture a whole new meaning I guess?
Fail at understanding the need for hash tags on Facebook after every single world. How, Why, When? Am I that behind the times that I completely missed out on this new trend. Fail at keeping up with the latest Facebook trends. And here I thought a hash tag was something that was trending only on Twitter. Silly me.
Just rediscovered music from the Chronicles of Narnia. My life has so much more meaning now. Ending my hunger with a protein bar.
I shall reserve lamenting about how I miss home and Diwali and the family lunches for a later time.
