Off on a Tangent ~ හිතුමතේ හී සර

Sometimes life can get you down. No let me rephrase that. Sometimes life can kick you in the gut, break your nose and then throw you into the sea bound and gagged. That is, after stealing all your money, credit cards, and erasing you from the system - like Angela in the Net. This is when even an incurable optimist - who would keep watching a crappy movie like 'Rachael getting married' to the end just in the 'hope' that it will get better - begins to doubt if being 'good' is actually worth it. And then... once in a blue moon, Life actually becomes your sweetheart :) These moments are rare, and yet they define our very existence and all Life's previous infidelities fade in comparison. No I have not found the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. Not just yet anyway. :) But one of my dearest friends have finally found happiness and now I know that it is true what they say - that you can find happiness in the happiness of others. Because when I heard her news, an...

Today was a beautiful day. Warm and sunny and just what Spring is supposed to be. I never fully appreciated my perfect Island weather until I came to this Land down under - and to Melbourne the city of freaky weather no less. I suppose you never really do miss things until they are gone :) When people ask me how I'm doing, I know that they usually mean how my studies are going. And yet, I think that the most important thing I have learnt since coming here is... how to cook! :) Yes I can cook now. I know how to do kiri hodi and parippu and ambul thiyal and thel badum and what not. And surprise surprise - I actually kind of like cooking... If only there was someone else to clean up afterwards *sigh. I do hate cleaning up. Speaking of cooking, how many of you have had Apple curry? It's just green apples cooked like you cook Ambarella - minus the sugar :) Oh and since I couldn't find good Kan kun, I've substituted Spinach or Silver beet and made the stir fry thing, whic...

I wondered what would be the worth of my words in the world if i write them and then recite them are they worth being heard just because i like them does that mean i should mic them and see what might unfurl i think of the significance of my opinions here is it significant to be giving them does anybody care just because i'm into this does that mean i should live like it and really do i dare art, art i want you art you make it pretty hard not too and my heart is trying hard here to follow you but i can't always tell if i ought to so i pondered the point of my art in this life if i make it will someone take it and think it's genuine will they be glad that i did 'cause they got something good out of it will they leave me and be any more inspired i question the outcome of the outpouring of myself if i tell everyone my stories will this keep me healthy and well will it give me purpose, to this world some sort of service is it worth it, how can i tell by Tanya Davis I am a p...

Cross roads – foot paths – highways. Decisions. Choices. Found in an FB status message – ~~ When faced with 2 choices, simply flip a coin… because for that brief moment when the coin is in the air, you suddenly know what you are hoping for ~~ The heart knows what the heart wants (also seen somewhere in the omniscient Internet, but I forget where), for after all, as someone quoted to me so many years ago from English Patient - The heart is an organ of fire . The head makes lists. Plans. Rules. Sometimes you let your head rule the heart. Sometimes not. Who knows what deep desires dwell in one’s own heart? A long forgotten childhood memory – a familiar face in a crowd – the glint of an eye – a stranger’s smile. In a heartbeat the heart overrules the rules. And then you know.

Just imagine. No don't imagine. Life without Facebook? *shudders That's beyond imagination. Seriously though, Facebook is such an important part in my life that I'd be really pissed if someone decided to 'ban' it. I keep in touch with my friends and even some relatives through FB - esp since I'm halfway across the globe from most of them. And most importantly would banning anything solve anything? Evidently all this started because some crazy woman in US started a group on FB called 'Draw Muhammad Day' - which, understandably angered the Muslim community in Pakistan. But I really don't see the purpose of banning FB though. Demanding an apology from the demented woman - yes - but banning Facebook? I saw somewhere that the ban is only till 31st May, but that just makes it even mind boggling. Maybe governments just like banning this and banning that. I remember the Lankan gov going to such great lenghts to ban Da Vinci Code. The funny thing about that w...

Any fellow sisters out there doing engineering/computer sceince? Particulary post grads? PhDs to be more exact? Ah yep. See I'm sure you must have felt like that YOU are the sole representative of all women - especially when you're sitting at a lecture on Fourier transformation and everyone else in the room are guys. Seriously, what is with the ladies? Is it us? or is it the society? I don't know ... but it is pretty annoying. And it makes the rest of us feel spooked out.0 Like poor Celia for example (the comic strip on the left) Let me tell you this kind of thing can permanently scar you for life. Today for instance, I went to a conference in Melbourne (yes I go to conferences now - hence feeling very big and important), where the woman participants were (surprise surprise) around 5%. Seriously. Notice :image maybe subejected to copy right. Image from http://www.phdcomics.com/comics/archive.php?comicid=55

Yesterday was utterly unproductive. *Sigh Spent hours fiddling with Word and Turnitin. Stupid Word. Kept reformatting my references when I used secondary citations. A secondary citation is when you cite something that was cited in a paper/article that you've read. As in [3, cited in 1]. Word kept auto formatting it to ' [3,1]'. Sheesh. This is why am such an avid Latex fan. I've decided to keep using Endnote to keep track of my references. I can always take the bibTex output when I start writing the Lit survey - so no worries of compatibility there. And I can also just import the citations from google scholar (most of the time) - which is really useful. So anyway around 3 pm yest, I kept hearing a voice in my head saying 'Need. Something. Sweet'...'Need. Something. Sweet'...'Need. Something. Sweet' Original idea of an ice cream was chucked aside as highly lunatic and dangerous because, really who eats ice cream when its 12 C? And moreover, who a...