Om Shanti

Am now freakishly strong and bendy and wondering what two more weeks of this is going to do to me. Probably going to get physical withdrawal syndromes when back home.

Comparing the TTC to the ATTC I must s ay that this is a whole new league. I mean, the TTC was like primary school compared to this which is definitely some kind of super extra hard university level. I don't get it. I mean the philosophy part of  it seemed simple at first but now so confused with the hundred different terms and subcategories and philosophy schools bla bla bla that want to jump off cliff....only there are no cliffs nor hills here...only flat sandy beaches (with the softest sand ever). And sanskrit that I cockily walked around thinking would be a piece of cake as I knew all the letters, suddenly turned out to be the language full of exceptions from the bloody rule. And anatomy. There was a reason I didn't want to become a bloody doctor and here I am studying bloody functions of the brain and neurons, cells, dendrites, synapses and what not. Yes, I am in studying hell right now.

Good news. Have found guitar that kind soul left behind so play guitar to relieve stress (what do you mean why don't I study instead?).

Girls dorm has turned into worst chatterbox dorm ever. Stomach hurting from last night laughter of fits from conversation of ashrams most forbidden topic...sex (gorgeous yoga guy is also musicien and has tatoo of skull on body....me definitely not in trouble....Me still not secretly fantasising about gorgeous yoga guy...not...not...not