Life in the USA

Its weird how lonliness kills you into writing such sad posts. Thats a cheerful start to an otherwise dismal article....

But anyway, I landed here on the 28th of July, 2008 and ever since I have lived a life of total luxury. Blessed with tons of assignments, millions of projects and eons of hardwork. I wash, I cook, I eat, I code, I attend lectures, I write, I study and then attend more lectures and cook more, wash more and eat more and then when its time to sleep, I wake up again into another cheerful day.

I am so happy, I can hardly explain. I am so happy that I don't want to eat sometimes, its as if appetite suddenly looks up at me and tells me, "you don't need my, why bother?" My dreams are even more cheerful than my actual, living life. I dream of bald guys being tortured in my house, of wild bulls chasing me and of my getting pregnant.... Its so good, I love this life, had always dreamt of it... Its so good that I want it to get over, so that I can understand the value of a horrible life...

My house is a wonderful place to be.. It has lovely lights, and lovely carpets... They are so lovely that I never want to vacuum clean them... And my favorite piece of entertainment... My only friend in the united states... my amazing laptop... with the internet badwidth so high, I have an amazing time... At least the luxury of youtube videos being played without having to wait for them to get buffered...

Life is simply great... I wish it would end now!