Archive for the ‘ the village idiot ’ Category
What’s this? Two updates in one week? The world must be about to implode. Some important things have happened in life. I got into Imperial College London, which is ranked 4th in Europe for physics and I got rejected from Cambridge, but I’m the least upset of anybody I know. I got over Cambridge back [ READ MORE ]
Gabi just told me that I haven’t updated in a while. I’m sitting at Starbucks in Concord center, writing this on a napkin in pretentiously loopy scrawl. The sun is causing an optical illusion against the window. You know the kind where white spots appear in the corners of a grid? It’s doing that. John [ READ MORE ]
It’s finally winter again. For some reason I can’t find the comfort in it that I once did. It’s missing the warmth of laughter shared with the closest of friends, huddled on a bench during those endless frozen nights. I’m constantly tired these days. I don’t want to write essays. I don’t want to do [ READ MORE ]
25 October - AFI, 29 Ocober - Edinburgh acceptance, 29-30 October - carving Zukins, etc[ READ MORE ]
Here I am, once again, sitting in front of my computer, pretending to do homework, and listening to music that gives me a sore throat. Today, I stopped to listen to the mechanical click of my watch. It makes a whirring sound when you reset the timer. Sort of like a purring cat. I probably [ READ MORE ]
The problem with confessions is that they’re definite. They provide a concrete answer. Keeping secrets tend to allow for hope. Hope can be ridiculous. Deep down, you know there is none, but as long as you don’t have an outright response to your confession, you can keep dreaming. it happens all the time. You get [ READ MORE ]
Okay. A couple of things today. First and foremost, Vita called. They re-scoped Figaro’s nose and the mass in there is nearly gone. It is not a tumour. It was probably a granuloma from repeated irritation. Fuck, yes. He doesn’t have to go to the hospital. He doesn’t have to get surgery. I squeaked when [ READ MORE ]
First of all, happy birthday to Jin! And second, it’s Brian May’s birthday (In England, at least). I won’t remember by the time it’s the 19th in the US. So, happy birthday Dr. Bri! Whee. Ugh. It’s been a week. First I got my AP scores, which was fantastic because I got 5, 5, 5 [ READ MORE ]
I think I’ve finally decided on a name. Sebastien was vetoed by my mother as not Indian enough. So, ladies, gentlemen, and undecided, the name is to be Eric Udayon M. Asperger’s and transexuality has been tough. I’ve been trying to convince my therapist that she should write me a letter for T when I [ READ MORE ]
Kylie Minogue makes really sexy music. Seriously. I’d listen while doing it and that’s high praise coming from me. On that note, let’s talk about sex. It’s all people talk about these days, so I’m jumping on the bandwagon. I’d like to clear some things up. My sexuality, or lack thereof, is completely independent of [ READ MORE ]