MANthili

I've made tens of promises about actually working on this blog. This week, I told myself I would write one entry a day until Friday, and I would start to get back into the habit. Well, it's Friday and the first night I've written here in a long time. I don't think I'm going to write anything of substance, so I'm going to instead unveil a picture that is very near and dear to my heart. After that, we'll see how it goes.

If ever there were a place to unveil MANthili, this surely is it.

I Just Lost The Game

I've very often wanted to write down my little thoughts of the day in my blog. I've come up with a lot, such as how I hate when people use two cups at the dining halls because they know they are too lazy to just get a refill the second time around. I've never gotten around to it, but I've thought about it so much that I I've even contemplated what I'd name such entries. My first ideas was "Random Thoughts" but I felt this was too vague and clichéed. I went on to "Deliberate Thoughts of a Random Mind," but I just could not get past my own hatred for the word "random." I ended up wanting to write another entry on how much I hate the word random. This, of course, led me to yet another of these so-called thoughts, and I decided I'd just have to stop.
And then start.

I hate it when people go to the dining halls and get two cups and then proceed to put the same drink in both. It irritates me to no end. Are you the one cleaning these cups? No? Then get only one, and get your ass up to refill it, dammit. The other day I saw a guy with four, count 'em FOUR cups. To that guy, I say: No one likes you.

My favorite part of having an ipod is not the immense library of music, nor is it the fact that I have it at hand all the time. No, it's the fact that I can have it without anyone else knowing. If you see me on campus with the headphones plugged in and a big, secretive grin on my face, just know it's because I'm playing Ace of Base's "The Sign."

I've recently made some mental notes about how my life is going to be when I'm older. It's not a five-year plan or anything like that. I don't know where it's headed, but I have some rules for my life, should they get to that point.

1. When/If/When I have kids, I will not stop until I have at least one boy and one girl. I thought about making sure everyone would have at least one brother and one sister, but that's a minimum of four kids. No effing way. One of each gender is fine. That way, they'll learn how to deal with girls/boys.
2. When I have my first kid, I will also get a dog and a cat. They'll all grow up together.
3. I will teach my kids at least Spanish. Hopefully one other language.

As you can see, I'm not deciding anything close to what I should be thinking about, like grad school, majors, classes for next semester. I think I have my priorities down.

That's all I can think of at the moment, except for the fact that all this thinking and remembering just made me lose The Game.

Life, Sharper

I feel really weird right now. I have a very heightened sense of urgency right now and I don’t really know why I have it. I know there is nothing going on but my mind is racing and I can’t figure it out. It has happened before. Things just seem louder or more severe. It’s not a serious thing, but I don’t know how to handle it. It mostly happens at night. I remember a dream I had in seventh grade when I took medicine painkillers for my broken arm, and my dad had to fight a monster made of neon colored balls in a boxing ring. That’s the feeling I have right now, I think.

There is another memory I have that I can’t put my finger on. I remember, I think it is a movie, where one person is terribly frantic, and the others are very sleepy or drugged or something, and the frantic one is prodding for answers and the sleepy ones give it very slowly, almost nonchalantly, as they don’t know the severity of the situation. I can’t for the life of me remember it, but now as I write this, the feeling is fading, and it’s time for bed.