lazarillo de tormes

stray thoughts

yes.. now we are 2nd years. The newbies have been selected and in less than a week's time Ju will be filled with hordes of new faces. A few old ones will surely be missed... and ofcourse the bastion of seniority has been passed on to us. Orgasmic thrusts of elation fills our mind and shots of verbal consolences fill my mind. The semester has not been good at all and i can chart my downfall in the next few semesters to come if i dont start rolling up my socks right away.

Wilde and Rushdie now seems to be playing mind games and their works start to seem oh so enticing compared to Machiavelli's ecclesiastical Prince which is quite frankly a drab and a bore.

Ican chart the course of my spilled dreams and if within the next few days i cannot garner enough excitement for my academic texts i would be looking at an academic suicide.

Mnemosyne... come to my aid.