I've been there for a week, and I've already made a lot of friends. They think I'm consistent and determined, but in reality I'm taking grave pains with every machine. The only reason I survive gym is because my loud brain is shut with the beauty of some good music. There is this most annoying middle aged woman who hogs the treadmill. She walks for a few minutes and then turns it off to go on the... » Continue Reading
I have a serious blog, where I talk about polymath-ic stuff, movies, philosophy, books, excerpts, but I never get to write what happens in my life there. This space is for my informality, my emotions. It is a grave mistake to cover one's emotions like a stoic, that's a fool's business. So I should possibly talk about myself. I want to learn everything, the reason I exist is to understand everythin... » Continue Reading