All entries for October 2004

October 20, 2004


Bastard blog system just ate my whole entry, I hate you IT Services!

I guess all that's left for me is to post a picture of Phenylalanine:

October 19, 2004


I guess at this point you're wondering why I put indian curry in my title for the entry eh? Well the answer is I have no clue myself, so don't even ask or I'll maul you.

A funny thing happened to me today, and (obviously omitting names) I am willing to share it with the world, but first I want to ask this question:

Have you ever burnt all bridges with someone? Have you stopped talking/seeing/thinking about someone to the point that he does not exist anymore?

Well let's just say that something like that happened to me today, and I seem to be very reluctant to do so. Maybe it's just me, but I'm too much of a nice guy to completely shun someone out of my world and literally pretend he's not there. This person is a member of the opposite sex (I do have contact with them once in a while :P) that has pretty much deceived me and led me to think that I was the one for her, but that turned out completely wrong and I kinda hate her now for that. Just the fact that she used me for fun to throw me away like a used toy makes my blood boil, and I truly hate her for this.

But then again this person contacts me during the night, with apologies, yet a very controversial statement of hers which is not truly convincing as well. I reiterate I never really hated anyone, but this just plainly pisses me off, especially knowing what she did.

But I guess I can't just burn all bridges with you can I? So I hope you read this entry, just to make you give an idea of the situation, and how to mend things up after what you've done.

Oh, and by mending things up you just might get a remote chance of talking to me again, and i'm obviously not going to help you make things better it's up to you,you and only you.

On a lighter note, a picture of me with a gas mask:

October 15, 2004


Finally in my permanent room. After 3 weeks of wait to get my final room (yes, I'm one of those who used to share a room in westwood) I have managed to nab the most important thing that there was to nab: Space. Without my living space my mental approach to Warwick was simply that it was a vacation that wouldn't last too long, an ephemeral moment in the middle of my life which would be remembered as very fun, yet very short. Now that I have my own room it seems as though I finally have realized that this is it, that in fact this is the final place I will be staying at for the rest of the year! I'm quite happy about it, and after all I can finally call this place home without anyone barging in at 5:00 am waking me up!

But apart from that I guess I don't have anymore problems left, apart from my bank account which seems like a very annoying and tedious process since I still have to get my student status letter (a little piece of paper that states that you actually are a student at Warwick that all international students need) to finally allow me to open a damn bank account in England (a process that takes a WEEK!).

In case you're blind or your alcohol/THC/psychotrophic drug clouded neurons still need to realize what's going on you've ended up on the second entry of my blog, my little outpost where I express my opinions with a very narrow-minded and very authoritarian approach, yet comments are always welcome..

Hmm what to talk about now? I guess some random crap might be useful to fill some spaces up and give people the impression that I'm actually writing something instead, since they probably don't even know what's here after realizing that this man is close to useless in blogging :P I guess I should post a photo of me to get people acquainted to the figure of the man that you need to lynch after reading this entry and having offended your intelligence, or how about no? since I don't have my digital photo library anymore so I guess you'll just have to settle for a photo which was taken about 6 months ago when I still had short hair..

October 06, 2004

This is it..

Well then, I guess this is where I finally start my blogging experience at Warwick. I've been blogging on other sites ( but let's just say that I am completely virgin to this type of blog (much more professional than my old one).

Where do I start off? Well first I'd like to proudly say that this blog has two parents: Boredom and Fatigue. In fact, it has been automatically assembled under my eyes by the Warwick servers due to a Biology essay that I am currently writing that has drained all of my mental energies. (Cat I know you'll be pissed at seeing me doing this instead of my essay, but you have to understand.. One must take a break from boring crap to refresh the mind..)

As Badly Drawn Boy accompany the typing sound of my laptop keys I look outside and it's already dark. I've been working for about 4 hours straight on this essay, and if I write one more letter I swear my head is going to burst in an orgy of brain fragments and blood.

Screw this, I'm off.

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