The fallacy of man

You know how the sound of people having fun pisses you off? That’s exactly how i feel right now. They’re having a barbequeueueueueueueue in the courtyard and there’s some lame music playing. Time to drown them all out. *cranks up music*

Much better. Everyone knows that normally i’m ok with other people not being miserable. But lately i’ve just been very irritable. Something seems to be wrong with my internal thermostat. I’m feeling cold so often. Usually i can easily handle much lower temperatures than this. Now i find myself wearing a sweater indoors in the middle of the day and turning down the AC so often. Some heartless person told me that it’s my personality catching up with me. That was needlessly cruel. I’ve done nothing to deserve such words. Just because i don’t get all cuddly with people doesn’t mean i’m made of ice. I have feelings too. See i’m really hurt now. Boo hoo etc etc. I’m sure i have you convinced now.

Let’s examine the worst case scenario. If i go to the doctor i might be diagnosed with some terminal disease i contracted from some abominable human despite trying my best to keep a safe distance away. This would not be too bad a way to go actually. I’m "only" 22 but i’ve seen enough crap to last me a lifetime, so i have no regrets about not seeing another 60 years of crap. Plus i’ll probably be able to get my way most of the time because everyone will pretend to be nice to me and will try to fulfill my last wishes and all that BS. I’ll get that D2Xs, a few superb lenses and shoot my way to the grave. Definitely not a bad way to go.

I won’t be missed, but i will miss you.
Maybe if i live too long i’ll get sloppy and you’ll find out.

Some things are best brought to the grave.

[after a hail of gunfire doesn't stop V]
Creedy: Die! Die! Why won’t you die?… Why won’t you die?
V: Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof.

Time flies. It is almost a year since my last rant (here). Right now i’m stuck in New York for at least another 14 hours until my connecting flight to Pittsburgh. And that’s after 20 hours of flying from Malaysia. My eyes are bloodshot, and i am certain i look like a potential threat to public safety because my stubbly beard is starting to show. Oh look, a cop just walked by and eyed me suspiciously. Wonder what this bearded brown guy is typing on his laptop?

Now i shall begin releasing my pent up rantage, going backwards from today. For some reason, i could not sleep as well as i normally do throughout long flights. By the time i got to Stockholm, i was pissed. Literally. 12 hours of holding it can’t be good. The 8 more hours to NY was better in the pissed department but worse in the sleep department. Saw a rainbow as i was leaving Stockholm, and i saw an even better one as i arrived in NY. Figuratively speaking for the latter. A bigger, fatter cop just walked by, closer and more suspicious this time. One gets used to it after a while.

The past week was definitely rant-worthy too. I know i have some holes in my teeth. "Cavities" in 1337 dentist-sp33k. So i went to see one to confirm my suspicions. Imagine my horror when the dentist told me that i had perfect teeth. She even refused to believe that i’ve never worn braces before. This happens to me every time i go to a dentist, but somehow i never get used to it. She then proceeded to maim my perfect teeth. I think this is what they call "cleaning" in 1337 dentist-sp33k. She might as well have just punched me in the jaw. Ok… maybe not, she was huge (circumference) and i’m not too keen to create imperfections where there are none. In a surprisingly benevolent move, i decided to bring back some nice photos for my relatives in the eastern hemisphere. I guess fate has other plans. I just discovered them in my bag. I assure you it was an accident.

This past month has been one of extremes. I’ve experienced the shortest as well as the longest days of my life. 12 hour day on August 13 and 36 hour day on September 2 (today). GMT -5 to GMT +8 and back. Do the math. YARLY. Spent most of the month in Malaysia. I’m not exactly sure what i did there, but i suppose i can say i had fun since time flew. Most days i spent quietly at home with my cat. Yes, i’m actually a nice, peace loving guy at heart. What’s with that suspicious look? Must be the beard.

Looking back over the year, i think it has been both the best and worst year of my life. Let’s review it real quick.

The good:

1. Aced all my classes.
2. Won award for AMD circuit design competition.
3. Discovered that i’m even more awesome than i originally thought.
4. Other people discovered (3) as well.

The bad:

1. I think i might have killed a squirrel.
2. I turn 22 in about month.
3. I feel like i’m 52.
4. I think a blood vessel in my eye just burst.

The ugly:

1. You.

Kthxbye.