Given the spate of disasters damaging the world recently, my friend and I were discussing how 2012 might, after all, actually happen. We were musing on how terrible it would be that millions of people in our age-group would be dying before seeing so much in life, and how it's even worse that kids were coming into the world without seeing anything at all. As horrific as it sounds, I thought it was ok, because if the whole world was dying anyway, there won't be any life - no one - to think back on ...
Exhaustion and disconnected thoughts.
It's stupid of me to want and write now. I've just come back from a photography class that lasted three hours and was led by one of the most can't-teach-for-nuts-and-is-uninspiring teacher ever. Worse, it was a photo critique class, I had lost my photos because my desktop decided to fail the day I brought a new laptop home (it was as if the desktop, my 7-year partner in crime, knew...), and had to pull some old photos from Facebook to take something to the class, all of which had problems ...
1. to be able to sleep at 11.30 and wake up at 8 in the morning 2. to finish Milan Kundera and HP7 in one night's stretch 3. to swim ten laps. Like NOW. 4. to not think about work for 2 days. Just two. 5. to have a peep at what life will be like, say, 6 months from now. 6. to eat rasam sadam and vendekkai 7. to be a violinist. Or some kind of eccentric musician. 8. it to be Mar 18 soon, and then for the month to fly by and reach mid-April 9. to spend two hours selecting the songs to put in her ...