7 posts tagged “sigh”
History paper.
SUCKED!
It was especially bad coz it went way worse than it should have. I mean, I actually fuckin read for this. Read the original articles and books.
No women's movement
No Communalism
No Gandhi
*sigh*
Oh well, its over with. Hopefully, not just for now. I really really don't want a carry.
Next up: Consti. 29th.
This post was supposed to be about my lazy sunday, how its over and how dismal it makes me feel. Maybe I would have thrown in the part about cutting my hair by candlelight because there was no electricity and I was just that bored. Perhaps I would have even talked about how I spent nearly an hour with the firt years at the barbed wire, but I just chanced upon this group on facebook, and my curiousity and blood have begun to boil.
Well, if curiousity can boil, that is...
"Lets see if we can get 1,000,000 Hindu's yeahhh!!!"
*sigh*
I don't even know what to say. When will this end?
And if that wasn't enough, I next saw a group called "GODSEGIRI-Acts Of Shri Shri Nathuram Godse".
There's a reason curiousity killed the cat.
This is what the group says:
"For how many days shall hindus stand as meek observers to all that is happening in THEIR country ? Why do hindus live in fear of a minority in THEIR OWN country?
Enough is enough."
And it proceeds to say
"Hindutva is not hatred for other religions. Hindutva is a way of leading life as a Hindu with tolerance and respect for others. It is the oldest religion growing at tremendous pace.
Dont submit your minds to the PSEUDO SECULARISTS. Be a proud hindu and say with pride that you are a hindu."
The old me would have just sighed, shook her head in exasperation and moved on. But I can't explain how sick and tired I am of maniacal fanaticism everywhere I look. I know I should just forget it and stop giving these people any attention, but I can't help it.
What do they want? A country full of "hindus"? What does that even mean? What would it achieve?
Its people like this who make me wish I could have truly been born religion-less.
Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against the religion itself. But I sure as hell have something against the kind of people "belonging" to any religion and believing that it actually matters.
How?
This reminds me of the time I was in St. T. and those girls made a circle around me asking me "what my religion" was and "what kind of Christian" I was.
I'm sick of the word itself.
Religion.
I wish I could erase it from the very memories of humanity.
*sigh*
I know it has its own purpose. I know gods are more often than not just memories of mortals who were heroes once upon a time. And I'm sure they deserve to be remembered...
But at what cost?
I really do hate Midterms. And while I'm at it, end terms.
*sigh*
I have Pol Sci tomorrow... and I know NOTHING.
Tch...
and this trimester was supposed to be different...
Anyhow, I think I shall go listen to some good music...
*bows*
Be good ladies and gentlemen...
Cheers.
P.S> Yes, this was random.
Yeah, I just wasted a little of your time
And no, I don't give a fuck.
Haha!!!
-_-
Sorry. Mid terms do that to me...
Oh while I'm at it... lets see what I have to look forward to after these darned exams!
1. My father's comin to town and my mother is sendin some stuff with him
2. Have to go out and "formally inaugurate" our new detective agency. Must hit Sports Bar!!! The SBA! Trust kills people, so watch out!
3. Spiritus!!!
4. Pasta at a friend's home. ^_^
5. Meyers' comin to town!!! Yay!!!
6. Meyers, roommate, E.S and I must go out one day... drinkin of course. ^_^
Hmm... I guess that should get me through the next three days. *sigh* Will be so fucked at this time tmrw... Consti the day after. Bah!
Anyhow, seeing how my Post Script section is now considerably larger than the main body, I shall retire now.
G'nite...
I actually get tired of people who can't ever find anything nice to say about anyone. They try so hard to make sure they aren't taken in by popular belief that they end up caring more than they should bout what people think.
It's very paradoxical, not to mention confusing.
And its annoying.
Don't judge me when you don't know me.
I hate sittin and listening as they go on and on about every single person, as if running through a list, and give reasons why they're pathetic people... I just think that kinda talkin makes you really pathetic. It IS annoying. Its always annoyed me...
I'm just glad that I can still get annoyed like this. Lol. I thought I was immune to it! Its nice knowing I'm not completely... not yet anyway, so YAY! ^_^
Apart from that bit of ranting, I had my viva today. apparently a large bit of it was cogged. The part S.G was supposed to do. My friends want me to go talk to sir or something... but I just can't. *sigh* It just doesn't seem like the right thing to do... I dunno. Brilliant. Now, it's definitely gonna be all 4 courses!
Gah!!!
Which reminds me, must go back to studyin Consti. Bah. Why can't these ppl write shorter articles. God, I havn't read a single case yet and I don't even know how many are coming this time. Luckily I'd read a bit of Tomkins before, so that's done. I don't feel like reading Barendt... Oh my, I sound like such a nerd!!!
-_-
Note- A letter to a friend. Hey, you wanted me to put this up here right? Even though you're probably never gonna read it...
Let’s talk tonight.
I know we should have done it long ago… while you were still around… but we were always so caught up in everything else…
And now you’ve gone so far away…
So, I guess I’ll just have to do with talking to the wall, hoping that somehow you can hear the words I always meant to say…
I never lied to you.
I always said, that this couldn’t go on forever, and that sooner or later, I meant to leave… and you agreed saying if I didn’t leave you surely would…
If both of us were so sure that this was all a mistake, then why do I feel so lost right now?
I keep wondering how you’re doing.
You seem fine…
And so I pretend I am too…
But every time you see right through me, I feel… horrible… as if I really am invisible, floating through this foreign world like some sort of ghost.
And I feel alone…
You told me that you were finally content… and that everything finally seemed like it was under control…
I don’t wanna mess that up.
I can’t… but I know that if I stick around for a while, I will…
So you’ll never see the scars, and you’ll never really hear what I‘m trying to say…
I guess it’s not really us talking tonight…
It’s just me…
And no one’s listening…
Good night darling.
For what its worth, thank you…
2330
Why can’t people just mind their own business?
It’s so totally PISSING off.
-_-
No, I don’t care what you say.
How hard is it to understand that?
We may be friends, but you have no right to tell me what to do and who to talk to.
I don’t give a f*ck if it IS jus coz you’re “worried”
Butt out bitch.
-_-
Sorry
Just really really ticked off right now
Should’ve just whacked her head off with the kendo stick
-_-
Research papers.
Fuck them!
Don’t get me wrong. I love research.
The whole concept of reading up on things other people have written on a subject and then compiling them into a paper so that some other poor soul can read it along with the other 56.876 billion papers written on the same subject to compile yet another research paper fascinates me.
I guess the part that bothers me is deadlines.
Hmm..
Rephrase.
Deadlines. FUCK them!
Which reminds me (as most things sadly seem to do now days), my papers are due in 4 days!!!
4 days?!!!
How am I supposed to come up with anything decent in 4 days???
I guess I could have started earlier when most sane people did so that they wouldn’t have to pull so many all-nighters cursing deadlines… but seriously, lets be practical here.
Who starts working weeks before deadlines?
That defeats the whole purpose of deadlines, which is to cause indescribable pain and mental trauma and force you to work and come up with something brilliant under all the pressure. Or shoot yourself.
However, since this is not the United States, and guns are slightly harder to come across, the latter option isn’t exactly available.
Which, unfortunately explains why most people start researching earlier.
