Maybe there is something to late night phone calls....for once that was nice. Perhaps the game is still on...I just wish December would hurry up and come along...for that final reach for the finish line.
A Saturday Night Quickie
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I can't hang around and write a lengthy post with all the wit you've got
used to. I'm in a rush, off to a gig tonight.
It's a birthday bash for some chap i...
Hell hath no fury like...a politician criticised?
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*Listening to:* 'Kings and Queens' by *30 Seconds to Mars* [This is War]
Over the past week, there's been a furore regarding the sacking of Prof.
David Nut...
Anonymous Waterfall
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Above small but attractive waterfall was seen very close to Akasa Bokkuwa.
In fact it is clearly visible from the top of the bridge like this. Yet no
one ...
Of dress codes and ragging
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I recently met a rather lovely young lady, a lecturer and student counselor
at the Arts Faculty. During the course of our conversation, she brought up
the ...
Hakuna Matata
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....someday. Not today.
When I was about 17 or 18 a group of marine biologists visited school. They
were on some expedition that was following some type of...
stuck in a rut
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it is claustrophobic to be in a position of employment where you want to
leave but can't because the entirety of your future hopes and dreams are
balancing...
I hate being 'in like'
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You know what I don't get about unrequited 'like'? How could a connection possibly be only one way? You make me laugh, you make me think, you make me feel co...
Do you want to see your future? Do you really?
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Have you ever wished that you could see into your future? Just get a glimpse
of it. Just to know what you are, where you will be in few years time? I'm
pre...
Food for thought…
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When President John F. Kennedy welcomed 49 Nobel Prize winners to the White
House in 1962 he said, “I think this is the most extraordinary collection of
ta...
In Colour
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The problem with having friends with fancy cameras and oodles of technical
knowledge is that pretty soon you start feeling like you can't take pictures
any...
Silly stuff
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Have you got what it takes to survive on a deserted island, if you are
marooned there for five years? Name ten four non-electronic/non-foodie
thingies y...
Peace.
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Written some time this year… I stand out on a pier which stretches out from
the garden of a house I will probably never return to and look out onto a
lake....
Lessons in Awkwardness
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At the risk of regretting saying this, sometimes I love English A. She has a
knack of putting her foot in it so beautifully that without her, life in the
l...
A Planner’s Plan
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I’m a planner by nature. I like strategizing, I like routine and I really
like lists. But if you are thinking Monica Geller, stop right now because I
could...
Loves
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So. Tagged again by DD. This time it’s love; something I’ve been told lately
that I know very little about. And to avoid the usual barrage of “how come
I’m...
R.I.P Cynically Yours
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I've decided to delete this blog by the end of this week. Euthanasia of
sorts because it feels like deleting a huge part of who I am. But it's the
same rea...
Naive Melody On Loop
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It's weird, I hardly ever talk to anybody about how I feel about, like,
personal things. But lately, I've been talking to almost anyone who'll
listen.
It's...
Beginning of the End
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*Hello gentle readers! This will be my last post on Blogger! I've decided to
migrate to Wordpress, so please update your Blog Roll, Google Reader, My
Blogl...
The Story So Far
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It all started with a blog, you see. 'A Perfectly Good Example Of Random
Douche-ery' was it's name.
Actually... no, it all started with a single comment. ...
It's the end of a chapter
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But I'm still writing the book, elsewhere!I didn't stop writing. I don't know why everyone is asking me that! I wanted this to remain as a chapter, so I've m...
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Yey! :D
So near yet so blooming far.
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