Watched Chandni Chowk to China, which was a seriously random decision nick and I made upon realising Changeling isn't showing in a cinema near us. This is the first Hindi movie I've watched in...7 years? It wasn't a particularly good movie, and it felt way more "mainstream" than what I remembered. Though, I suppose it still kept its Bollywood roots in the form of a somewhat epic family tragedy with...

I feel bad. Its that feeling of emptiness and loss and...depression that I haven't faced in a while. Its like I have this lack of will do do anything, I didn't even have that impulse to write something about wallaby, 8 weeks ago. Yea, thats the time LJ shows me, 8 weeks since my last post. Thats..long I think, considering my obnoxious, conceited, talkative personality...I think. Despite how crappy...

I realise that I've spent much of this year in a state of limbo. First about my vocation, then my section, then my duties, then the possibility of an overseas posting. That seemed to disappear as no news came, not up till 2 months past when zongda told me it'd come. Then there was the initial rejection, which later became a big maybe. While I'm choice 2, choice 1 has a big stumbling block in that...

Its quite odd how i feel quite bad about not getting the posting. Usually such things wouldn't bother me, not even if it happens to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that I missed. But I am bitter. I am almost angry. Maybe its because of the fact I'm E9L9, and I just can't help that. Maybe its cause the guy who got it was, well, on the inside. Maybe its cause the requirement for going over is...

He stood as casually as he could. Just don't pick me last, Josh . Tony and his younger brother were the captains, picking players, and it was only when his brother was captain, that Ryan could hope for a shred of dignity. Pick me already, damnit. Soccer for the 17 year old was a painful experience. He had no ball sense, and he had little balance. Ryan had succeeded to appear like he loved...

Just watched Hell Ride, a badass feature film about a biker war. It was a simple, somewhat straightforward story laced with the impactful cinematography you'd often relate to Quentin Tarantino (Executive Producer). The killings in the show are many and they tend to seem almost casual. While the motives may be for say, revenge, the actual act of murder tends to be emotionless and approached off-handedly...

I might be putting a cloud out with each post. Not sure if one might call it an obsession, but I really do like clouds and for some reason a beautiful sky makes a beautiful day, no matter what shit happens. Thinking about it, I should really start to think of a scholarship that would support a degree in psychology. Even harder still since what I would like to see myself doing later on in life...

Sat through my first management committee meeting today, and got a pretty good idea of why we get many arrows. Watching her present the slides and host the meeting would have been amusing, if it didn't mean we were getting shot. The very first idea that ran through my head when she started was that "shit this reminds me of presentations in primary school" where even though you know your classmates...

Just failed BTT. Somehow it makes me feel like I've taken a step backward, even if I haven't. Perhaps my complacent confidence in my ability to somehow pull through academic matters had been popped. Or perhaps I felt my tendencies to procrastinate where I can (in studying for the damned thing,for one) has become too much embedded in me. I am too reactionary rather than initiatory. A creature of habit...

Wonder how long they waited there for such a perfect wave.