Off on a Tangent ~ හිතුමතේ හී සර

7:10 am -> office van still not in the vicinity. Traffic in Kandy road even near the campus. 7:15 am -> van still missing. Start to have a panic attack. Did I get left behind? 7:16 am -> call buddy at van. Van still on the way. Blood pressure back to normal. 7:20 am -> van approaches. 7.30 am -> van turns from Kandy road on to a narrow and even more trafficky alternate route 7.40 am -> van is following a huge line of other vehicles which crawl at snail pace. Still in Kelaniya. 7.50 am -> van (along with other vehicles in the line) stops, kills the engine and waits. Occupants of the aforementioned van start to bake in the hot March sun. Still in Kelaniya. 8.00 am -> Occupants experience severe stomach pains aka hunger. Several people get out and buy bananas and bread from a petti kade and have their breakfast by the road side with the magnificent view of huge line of vehicles as scenery. Still in Kelaniya. 8.10 am -> Some responsible people in van start callin...

One of the lessons I have learned while bug fixing is that there is no such thing as Random events in a computer program. A computer program is, when you think about it - very boring. I mean it has several hundreds or thousands (depending on the program size) of rules laid out, and it behaves in a preordained manner - well at least in theory! This is the golden rule to remember when you're debugging a seemingly unpredictable program which seemingly crashes in random situations. It is not that its behaving randomly: rather its just that you're not seeing the pattern. Sometimes its like those weird pictures that have crazy lines and shapes that make no sense what so ever, but if you stare at it for a while you see a pattern emerging and voila! there's a picture of a sad woman gazing at you ( hmm i wonder why its always a sad woman). I mean a computer cant even generate a random number for gods sake. How can it behave randomly?! I can recall several hilarious moments when the ...

At last! I have had the luxary of staying home on a saturday! No work, no parties, no get togethers, no shopping sprees, no trips, no nothing. Basically I got to just laze around the house today. Like when I was twelve and was having school holidays. So what does a girl do when she has too much time on her hands? Well I WOULD love to go bungee jumping but since that would mean stepping outside the house its not a viable option. Surfing, on the other hand was entirely viable. Surfing the net i mean. Anyway after some random sites I landed on some research papers on music and personality. Intrigued? So was I. Still more random clicks and I got to this quiz which promised to give a personality discription based on my musical preferences. Hmmm I'm basically a Rock music chick. Hate rap. And not that into hip hop. Sooo what does this say about my personality? Well, according to the site: I am "Edgy & Aggressive" and also "Fun & Simple" Hmm. The Edgy & Agg...

January! The whole sound of that month makes me feel as if I'm supposed to be sensible and face the facts. Something along the lines of "Wake up and smell the coffee"? December was more like "Stop and smell the roses" And November? Oh November was .... my sweet sweet November. If I could relive a month I would go back to that last November when everything was beautiful. When I was deliriously happy. When I actually quite literally danced in the rain... However due to the inefficiency of current quantum physics grad students the world is denied the luxury of time travel. Thus I am forced to face January. I shall face it but I don't have to enjoy it do I? Well I shan't! And YOU cant make me! So there. Huh A Rebel without a Pause?(not Cause. Pause) I wonder if Morpheus offers me a choice of the Red Pill or the Blue Pill what choice I'd make? Given the choice of : feeling like Susan in Meet Joe Black and having to tackle a whole year (and possibly an et...

Despite the fact that I am now a few extra kilos heavier than when I started uni, I can still quite easily fit into my old denims. Some of them I've been wearing since...um A/Ls? Thats like 5 years! Since this seems to be an amazing feat when compared with most of my friends, I have decided to take pity on all you poor celluloid battling mortals and instruct you all on the art of not getting fat without starving. or going to a gym. Basically the key to this methodology is procrastinating. and daydreaming. When you get up in the morning, what do you do? Do you jump out of the bed ready to tackle the new day? If you do, DONT! If you have to get up at 6, set the alarm at 6. Then set a second alarm at 6.30. This will ensure that you get up at 6.30, thus making you 30 minutes late. Also never ever iron your clothes the night before. Leave the ironing till morning. At about 6.45 you will suddenly realize that you're really really late - again - and you will automatically shift into h...

last week I was in HongKong! Well Singapore too, but mostly in HK. And the trip was great! By far my best vacation ever! Sooo what can I say about HK?..Hmmm its a nice place...The people were friendly and it was soooo chinese ! OK I know HK belongs to China but I guess I was expecting something like Singapore which is very multi cultural. Supposedly it is winter in HK now but the weather never went below 22 - 24 degrees during my stay. Although everyone I saw were wearing jackets and sweaters and stuff..I was like 'Oh come on its not that cold' but later felt too self conscious to parade in the streets without wearing any warm clothes myself. Ha ha The food was...erm to be honest I skipped the local cuisine this time. I learned my lesson the last time I went to KL. So it was basically McDonalds and BurgerKing for me..Although I did try these small stuff called Dim Sums - which was OK. And I can now eat with chopsticks! yay! I achieved this while in Disneyland. Well obviously m...

On Saturday, I saw that grotesque video of the suicide bomb attack in Narahenpita. The sight of the woman's body getting blasted into two separate parts was ... unnerving to say the least. But the part that shook me to the core was that the girl (suicide bomber) was born in '83. Same age as me. Here was a person who was born in the same year as I. A girl like me. A girl like many of my friends. Correction : A girl who was so like and unlike me at the same time. What happened to her to make her do what she did? I am in NO way sympathizing with suicide bombers. But I cannot help but wonder what happened to the real girl - the one who played with kittens when she was small. The one who danced in front of the mirror when no one was looking. The one who could have grown up into a girl with dreams in her eyes. But she didnt...