Had to make a trip down to the PC show yesterday to get a new printer to replace the old one. interesting experience walking rows and rows and encountering numerous people who kept offering you pamphlets for various products. after buying the printer, found out the box was 2ft by 2ft by 2ft. essentially a very large cube, balanced on a little trolley provided, which meant that the centre of gravity was way off, making pulling it around a challenge. people were staring at the big box i was carrying, but then again, i did not really care. perhaps they did have a reason to stare, with all the threats of boxes containing dangerous content etc.

even as study progresses forward in this.... holiday, i cant help but wonder which uni i would like to get into. Course descriptions are always too brief, and of course merely descriptions, unable to convey the lesson structure and content. Borrowing from the line of "everything and everyone has their place and purpose", i am still trying to find a niche. my only hope is that i never get bored in my job, which is immensely difficult if the job entails the same thing day in day out. i guess one can get used to anything, given enough time, even killing as with soldiers used to war.

My brother, barely back from poland for less than a week, has declared that he is going to pattaya the following week. Just rubbing it in, just rubbing it in.... the caged existence. from my point of view, who needs space when there is a whole world to explore out there. so many places to visit,so many civilisations to marvel at, and so much land to travel upon. Travel as a means to extend our view scope of the world, as a process, but not as a destination.