Simun Says

Today was the last day of SiMUN, which is quite a pity really because I enjoyed myself quite a bit. More than I would have sitting at home, anyway.
The debates themselves were quite terrible, especially those in the environmental committee 2 (considering I don't know what went on in the rest anyway), and General Assembly proved to be a lot more interesting, for all the wrong reasons.

Viva la Revolution!

While on the way to the bus stop, I had a conversation that sparked off a series of rather Garpian thoughts in my head. The rest of my life is really only going to get worse. I'm going to have to face more and more responsibility with every year of my life, and am not going to be able to do stupid things and get away with it for much longer than I already have. Its a troubling thought, and one that I always put away to the back of my mind because i don't have the guts to stare it in the face.

I don't feel like writing about it much further.
I don't feel like doing anything these days. I don't feel anything. I'm just dragging myself forth into a new day, hoping that something more exciting will come my way. Maybe i'm just hoping for too much. My life has got to be quite exciting, by someone's standards. Maybe I should just change my standards.

Grak. If only things were that simple, Sneha Raghavan.

I've got to stop talking to myself.
Its a sign of lunacy.

But John Irving said it best.
In the world of Garp, we are all terminal cases.