Post about my new and exciting life...one more day to waste...then it begins...rolls eyes....
Slept a full night finally...no waking myself up at 3 in the morning to think philosophical thoughts....
this term...for some reason is called trinity....i come from a school where the terms have such beautiful names..michaelmas, hilary and trinity..
anyway....the aim of that...was to say..that the term was terribly busy and now the lull is anticlimatic...
anyway...and yeah..i wanted to use the word trinity in a sentence....
well....got an email from a friend..which was nice..and there is always Carlos..who emails junk to me in Spanish...he averages abt 3 to 4 emails a week...and sometimes more..you think that he would stop by now....but he doesnt...
For all i know..its probably junk from some junk machine...but i hold on to the idea that Carlos is some random nut who writes spanish happy emails to randoms...idealist..
i know that they are uplifting cos we translated one..just to see what it was..and it was abt leading my life happily..or something like that...with no link leading to available products...
so thats Carlos...
Ok..feeling guilty abt using the word'nut'...so going to say concerned individual:-)
god...will my eyes stop itching...a bit sad that i am so so terribly allergic to my dog....on antihistamines and drugged....not yet..but eventually...when i manage to sneeze for 10 mins in a row.
I have no philosophy left...what happens happens....Nietzsche..what doesnt kill you makes you stronger..had to put the name up there...cos it sort of sounds like mine! Machine made philosophy...
like this book where this guy straight out of a small village thinks that the dryer is an oddly shaped TV
Does travel really broaden the mind...if so...then why were the tourists we met...trying to decide whether the rooster crowing in the morning was taped or not..and the other guy he was talking to...was like...haha..its not taped...its a cock in an urban area...and he didnt mean to be rude..probably thought that it was a witticism.
Or does it teach you..that when someone comes over to talk to you...and goes on and on abt something or the other....then puts his hand on your leg...and continues to go on and on...that you should probably be leaving....and that the dilated pupils you see on the guys face..are not a sign of interest....
or how abt when someone sits you down..and tells you that the country is a rotten place..and how much happier they were when they were home...how do you respond to that
I am never going to be the traveller that i want to be...cos I still fear things...like I do still fear for my safety...when i let go of that...then I am going to Algeria....