Panthera Sapiens Ellipsis: The Blog

It is the day of my birth. I am now officially able to vote and get married, if I had the inclination to either at the moment; fortunately for everybody concerned, I shan't be doing either for a long time. So, I'm now older. Again. Personally I've got a bet going on with myself that nobody will remember, or notice, apart from maybe my family and one or two people who have enough time to mark off everybody else's birthdays on their calendars. I'll be breaking out the new wallet my kid sister gave me for my birthday later, though; it's a birthday present so I reserved it for usage beginning now, and besides the fact that it's got BLEACH all over it doesn't hurt either. I'm busy studying now. Physics is on Friday and I've still got 4 chapters to make notes of in the next 9 hours. I hate mis-counting stuff. This is a short post.

I am currently in my room, after having not been here for the past 5 days and missing my computer rather; besides which, it seems that my firewall has been missing me and has started exhibiting strange behaviour; I think I may have to reinstall it or something. Anyway, I've been to So Hour and back, and I've met my parents plus the two youngest of my siblings... but I should preserve the entire story in its original order of occurrence or I'm sure to get things messed up one day, and this is the sort of thing I want to remember... well, not because it's particularly flattering--the opposite, really--but it's so darned hilarious if you're not the one involved in it. Well then: my 5th aunt has a friend, whose daughter is in my class. This classmate is extremely fond of going back to So Hour, and her mother mentioned it to my aunt, who then mentioned it to me that I should follow the classmate back to So Hour to save on transport fees. It was therefore arranged th

It's surprising how susceptible I am to the weather, really it is; although to be fair, I suppose depressions are a natural part of my emotional landscape by this time. I certainly have gone through more than enough of them... It seems to me now that I spent most of the past week in a haze of despair and probably blurry-eyed blankness. I diagnosed myself with despair on Monday, and I've theorised that it's due to the immense amount of tutorials that are due and upcoming, as well as a lot of stuff I'm supposed to do sooner or later that I've no idea how to find time to do. For one thing, the Math lecturer's speeches are indecipherable to the point where I've told a few people already that I probably learn more from one hour in the tutorials than I could in 2 or 3 hours of lectures. It's insane... and the Chemistry lecturer seems to think that we know everything, because he's perfectly blithe about admitting that he knows very little about Math before