It's a bright new monday and i'm stuck on my lap top churning out word after word for my thesis. Do you know sea urchins eat non-stop? Greedy fellas i tell you.. haha.. but it's a good life yeah.
Chijazz was amazing stuff yesterday... met so many friends and the music was at most times, pretty understandable and enjoyable (sometimes it became really experimental and i had to struggle to understand what the musicians were doing. To the untrained ear.. it sounds like a jumble of noise going out of sync!) So i shall start training my 'ear' now.. yeah!

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Idle thoughts...
As a girl, how much should we emphasise on our individual physical comfort space? If a guy gets slightly physical, how do we put a stop to it without hurting the guy's feelings? The acceptance of physicality varies with different cultures, with different individuals. Differing mentalities breeds a potential plethora of misunderstandings. How then, do we reconcile all this?