Why does everyone expect miracles of me?

As a (not so) wise friend said recently, I am expected to work miracles simply because my reputation preceded me.. Which means that I am at fault for being thoughtful, helpful and wise.. Such are the responsibilites I am entrusted with.

Ok, I'm tired of being pseudo-intellectual already..

You know what I'm in the mood for? Being snooty. Yesh, Shaz, Vin, Rishani and Venu might remember the snob sessions- when we we used to ACT like snobs.. That was fun!

Onto more relevant topics, it's rather cold here in Chicago and I am convinced that I have "The Winter Blues". Maybe the 'blues' are more to do with a horrible Final (International Finance, fyi) that I just endured.. or maybe it's coz I miss SL.. or maybe its coz I've not eaten Sri Lankan food (more specifically 'pol sambol') in a while.. or because I miss my friends.. Nah.. It must be the weather..

I shall leave you with a quote from one of the most progressive thinkers of our time:

"Somewhere in communist Russia I'll bet there's a little boy who has never known anything but CENSORSHIP and OPPRESSION. But maybe he's heard about AMERICA, and he dreams of living in this land of FREEDOM and OPPORTUNITY! Someday, I'd like to meet that little boy... AND TELL HIM THE AWFUL TRUTH ABOUT THIS PLACE!!"
"Calvin, be quiet and eat the stupid lima beans."

-Calvin (and Hobbes)-

Setting up the blog page

So I've not done this blog thing... ever.. Realized that I can vent here.. Hurray..