Ongoing great quotes from The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy

"It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lives on for so much longer than the memory of the life that it purloined."

"She had absurdly beautiful collarbones and a nice athletic run."

"That the emptiness in one twin was only a version of the quietness in the other. That the two things fitted together. Like stacked spoons. Like familiar lovers' bodies."

"Ammu checked them for deformities before she closed her eyes and slept. She counted four eyes, four ears, two mouths, two noses, twenty fingers and twenty perfect toe-nails."

"The twin were too young to understand all this, so Baby Kochamma grudged them their moments of high happiness when a dragonfly they'd caught lifted a small stone off their palms with its legs, or when they had permission to bathe the pigs, or they found an egg hot from a hen. But most of all, she grudged them the comfort they drew from each other. She expected from then some token unhappiness. At the very least."

"'But we can't go in,' Chacko explained, 'because we're locked out. And when we look in through the windows, all we see are shadows. And when we try and listen, all we hear is a whispering. And we cannot understand the whispering, because our minds have been invaded by war. A war that we have won and lost. The very worst sort of war. A war that captures dreams and re-dreams them. A war that has made us adore our conquerors and despise ourselves.' ... 'We're prisoners of War,' Chacko said. "Our dreams have been doctored. We belong nowhere. We sail unanchored on troubled seas. We may never be allowed ashore. Our sorrows will never be sad enough. Our joys never happy enough. Our dreams never big enough. Our lives never important enough. To matter.'"

"This was the trouble with families. Like invidious doctors, they knew just where it hurt."

"... he wobbled off with less than half the money he had asked for and less than a tenth of what he deserved."

"The obsessive cleanliness of the room was the only positive sign of volition from Estha. The only faint suggestion that he had, perhaps, some Design for Life. Just the whisper of an unwillingness to subsist on scraps offered by others."

"The slow ceiling fan sliced the thick, frightened air into an unending spiral that spun slowly to the floor like the peeled skin of an endless potato."

all because I am procrastinating on a paper due by midnight...

major change? or major focus?

So, I've decided I'm not so sure about my major anymore. Along the lines of not wanting to be an engineer anymore. But it almost feels too late. I've put in over three years worth toward this degree and nothing at this point, nothing is gonna stop me. There is too much sleep-deprivation, sweat, tears, and stress to let it all go to waste.
Its just after working this summer as an intern. Which was an awesome expereience and even though it wasn't technically an engineering internship I realized I don't want to do that for the rest of my life. (They really just need somebody comfortable with Excel and is pretty sharp with their technical skills.) I just don't want the rest of my life to take place behind a desk. So there are a lot of ideas floating around in my mind. Most of which I'm not comfortable sharing with everyone. When I say that I don't really want to be an engineer anymore, people always jump to asking what I'm going to switch my major to. But I just like to think of it as narrowing down my decision of a career in my major.

the English language

A couple of definitions courtesy of dictionary.com:
~Infinite - immeasurably great, or unlimited or unmeasurable in extent of space, duration of time, etc.
~Infinitesimal - indefinitely or exceedingly small, minute, or immeasurably small
My point: I've come to realize that it bothers me that the root word of infinitesimal is infinite when they mean completely contradictory things.
Not that it skews space-time continuum or anything. Just an observation and questioning that only lasted about .342 seconds. But enough of a thought to blog about it. Not that any part of my life actually deserves a reader or commentary to begin with. So thanks for your participation.

love it! :)

Singleness...

"and all else that is less than perfect in this world, was not God's original plan for his creation. It was one of the many results of man's fall. Thus Jesus' singleness would not be sin but a participation in the calamities of the fallen world, like his morality." -Margaret Clarkson, Recovering Biblical Manhood and Womanhood