Random Thoughts

The covers and screen protectors for technological devices cost an arm and a leg. I have always hated tech companies for this. There is no way these things cost that much to produce to justify those prices. But people spend lots of money on their phones and tablets and they don't want scratches on their screens, so they grudgingly buy those exorbitant protectors. Well, I was growing tried of this and finally decided to take a stand. I removed the screen protector from my phone and got rid of the cover. FREEDOM! At last! The difference between that old bulky phone with all those extra layers and this new phone was huge. It's now a pleasure to hold and touch. I guess it's more risky, those protectors usually do protect if you drop your phone or something. But I just be more careful about it and don't throw my phone around, which you shouldn't do anyway. It's been a while and no scratches so far and my only regret is not doing this earlier. ... Today in the...

To leave or not to leave the EU for Britain? That is the second question. The referandum was today, well, technically it was yesterday, since it's past midnight. And we will learn the result in the morning. I just wanted to have this on the blog, for the records. I'm guessing Bremain... The polls say it's fifty-fifty. But I think, some Brexit people will change their minds. We'll see. ... I'm finally getting around to writing another post. The thing is, the whole process of applying to a Master's course in Japan is having far too much effect on me than I would like to admit. I always wanted to be a person who, when he wanted something to happen, did everything he could and then relaxed. Alas! Most of the time, I don't do everything that I need to do and have to live the stress and regret of knowing that it would be my fault, should I fail in my endeavour. It's not worth it, you know. Nothing's worth this stress. Working freakishly hard and doi...

The more I feel in love, the better a person I become. I start not minding most things that I normally would; the things that cause problems, arguments and even fights. It's amazing how it changes the way I consider life. ... Lying on your right side, blinking rapidly for a minute, counting backwards from 100... These are some of the strategies for falling asleep. Unfortunately, none of them works, at least not on me. Here I lie without a trace of sleep. Maybe I should've counted forwards and imagined some sheep jumping over a fence. I've never tried it to be honest. I think I'll give that a try, but at another night. I've changed. I'm not sure if in a good way or not. I used to -and still, think that my preferences on the room in which I sleep are not the least unreasonable, despite the protests of the people I stayed with. For example, I used to prefer sleeping in a controlled environment. All the windows and doors to where I slept had to be closed...

I always, but always spill the foods that I put into my bag. I also forget putting them there. For example, for quite a while now, every time I put my hand in my bag to get something, I find some nuts or jellies, which is always a nice surprise, by the way. But, there are things that go bad and smell, and obviously this is not something pleasant to discover in your bag. I think, I now understand why things smell when they rot; it's to let people like me (to?) know that it's time to check the bag! I actually found a banana in my bag today. I still have no clue how it got there, but I ate it with pleasure nonetheless. ... Today, I finally brought myself to visit the British Museum, after having spent almost four months in this city. Not that anything's wrong with the museum... I just don't particularly enjoy museums in general. But my school being five minutes walk from the museum and all... I was just afraid of people's reaction if I told them I hadn...

Don't you love it when you see someone on the public transport trying to read someone else's newspaper on the sly? I do. It makes me laugh. All those manners... No-one wants to get caught doing it, as if it was the ultimate crime. ... It's way past midnight. The window is open. Apparently there is another one somewhere in the house, because the curtain flies frantically. And the room is a bit chilly. I was sleeping actually. I woke up, partly because of the cold and partly because the annoying sound that the curtain makes every now and then. Each time I hear it, I decide, 'alright, the next time I hear it I'll get up and close the window', and start waiting for it. But then I don't hear it. The sound stops. Just when I relieve myself of this stupid sound-hunting quest, and say to myself, 'nevermind, I'll just go to sleep', I hear the infernal sound again. And the whole process repeats. ... Why do we use the verb 'to go' for sleep?...

I think I want this blog to be good and my posts beautiful and that holds me back. You'd think that this would increase the quality of the blog, but no. I think it kills the creativity. We need more spontaneity here. Yes, that's what we need. And who needs a topic anyway? Hundreds of millions of people walk pass each other every day and they don't even look at each other's faces. I always think about some far-fetched, distopian, sci-fi type scenarios. Like you were alone on the Earth or another planet for a long long time and at last you saw this person from afar! What would your reaction be? Wouldn't you just run to him and give him a big hug? I know I would. Then why we don't feel that way about each other? Because there're people everywhere. And when we have something for a while, we tend to take it for granted. That's our nature I guess. We don't think about it, don't think how life would be if we didn't have it. So maybe all those acci...

Is it possible to feel longing for a place that you have never been to or know nothing about? Can you miss something like that? For a very long time, I don't even remember the beginning of it, I have been longing for a place or a thing or a person... I don't even know what it is. It doesn't seem plausible to me, missing something you don't know. I think you have to experience something first in order to miss it. I have some very nice memories in some places. And I feel sad when I remember those memories, because the places in my memories are far away now. And some people... When their memories suddenly decide to fill my mind, I smile involuntarily, even loudly sometimes. Then the sadness takes over. Because they are away too. And miles aren't the only distance that separates us... The happiest man has the potential to become the saddest of us all. Beyond all these, I miss something else, strongly... What have I experienced before that was so perfect, that I ...