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Nothing much has happened lately. The only thing worthy of note is that I found out I’ve graduated with a first class honour degree, which came as a delightful surprise although I was a bit worried that it might have been a mistake. I received a letter certifying my degree results along with my transcript today. It is real, and it makes me feel accomplished.

Another good news is that Michael is visiting soon. I can hardly wait.

Everything else has been the same - I am still looking for a job and working out different options, but I like to think I am more optimistic about the whole thing. At this age, you realise it is impossible to just do what you want right away without trying to work hard for it and I think it is fair. As I have mentioned before, compiling a portfolio is definitely on the agenda. On the other hand, I am still slightly worried about my brother’s future, but it is something he needs to figure out himself so all I can/should do is to be there for him in case he needs me.

I guess that pretty much sums up everything at the moment. I shall write more later.

Site news: The Gallery page is up and running. I still have photos taken in 2007 and 2008 to upload, but now there are a few albums for anyone who’s interested.

To start with, I owe someone a favour:

This sign means to stop the car, the arrow is not pointing at the direction the car should go. I was the only one who did not know what it actually means before I nearly got someone killed. We are laughing about it now, but I can recall freaking out at that moment. The hysteric laughters were only to hide my nervousness and endless embarrassment. I cannot believe such silliness was forgiven.

I can remember someone I used to care a lot looking at a short piece of my writing. He read it aloud, and asked me what it meant in a questioning manner, as if I was trying to conceal something or hide things from him. I found it very insulting. Explaining wouldn’t be a problem (although, without a basic understanding of each other any explanations would be useless), but it never felt good to be suspected. This was a trifle I had ignored which had caused some unpleasant consequences. Trifles tell you a lot about people, and I have grown to trust observations. Friendship and/or relationship wise, if you don’t get along, you don’t get along. And getting along is really the most important thing of all. If you argue all the time, it will not work.

Why am I saying all this? I do not know. Maybe I enjoy being random or cryptic (not so in this case)? I have recently realised the importance of keeping track of your thoughts, regardless of how silly or embarrassing they are. Here it goes.

It is quite easy to neglect a blog, especially a public one like this. Sometimes you just do not bother to write things which everybody can read. It is hard not to mention certain people without having to explain who they are. I’m back and trying, given that I still love this domain to pieces.

This is the last week of class before Easter break, and nobody is in the mood for classes. Nobody has read much of Ulysses before going to the tutorial on Thursday and they basically spent the whole period discussing how hard it is. Not one of the best classes I have.

Kevin shaved his head. It makes him look like a crack dealer, but also incredibly cute when you look closer. Things have been hard for him but he managed to relax while he was here.

Back home there’s a fuss about photos, graduation etc. There have also been some fucked up break-ups and changes. Although I did have an idea of all these happening before I set my feet on Glasgow, it is weird to be so distant. I’ve always felt isolated so it isn’t that much of a problem. It just makes me wonder what if I were there all along, and what I will be.

Manda decided to be awesome and created a fanlisting for me.. This time I’m not going to be a loser and ask you to join. However, for the effort she’s put, do pay a visit! She put a few of my favourite things together and it looks amazing. Thank you, Manda!

I was watching a film called “Bride and Prejudice” with a group of girls in the block. Apparently it was a romantic comedy. All the girls thought that Darcy guy was gorgeous. I managed to keep my mouth shut for a while. When Darcy took the Indian girl Lalita on his helicopter and flew around the city of LA, all the girls went “aww it’s sooo sweet!”

“But then, he can do that only because he’s rich.” Damn, why couldn’t I just shut up?

They stopped and stared at me for a while, then went “but it’s romantic!”

I know it wasn’t exactly a cute thing to say, but I couldn’t help. I’ve grown out of romantic movies and books for a while now. I suppose you don’t love someone because of the romantic things he does (he might be able to get you a star if he is rich), you love someone for who he is. But then again, I know nothing about romance or love or all that.