2 whole months without a post. Weird, isnt it? Well, too many things happened in these two months. Some good, some unbelievable, some not so good.

Things are so frikkin crazy right now... I can hardly believe this is happening. Like a sudden gush of feeling alive. And it hasn't been smiles all the way.

Okay, here's the truth. Tomorrow, I'm heading to doing again what I did last week, which I was hoping I would never need to do ever again. Ever. But then, you never know. Life has some uncanny surprises in store for you, that force you to make choices you would never have - and the fact also affects others would have supported you in the first place, only if they knew. Now comes the question, of why not telling them in the first place, is followed by another set of reasons, which are equally logical. And there are a bunch of those things that make no fuckin sense at all. Like the first sight on a not very ordinary thursday morning that happened last week. Or the smell on the empty pillow next to yours. Or how everything seems to be fake, and you seem to be going out of your mind. "Always expect the worst. You'd never be disappointed." was someone's status message on MSN during days right after my 12th. Why am I saying this? I have no frikkin clue.

Yes. Coming back to tomorrow. I have quit feeling weird, or crazy now. After everything that's been happening since last 2 months has been an understatement to all crazy stupid lame things people could ever do. (or could ever happen to them).

Oh, by the way. I liked the LP's new album. Yes, It wasnt worth the wait. Yes, LP has changed, for the better or the worse or the whatever. Yes, It aint as bad the criticism it has received.

Its 4:11. I barely feel sleepy. Reason: Unknown. Is it tomorrow? Is it day after tomorrow? Or is it none of them? No fuckin clue. Maybe, I'd know when the phase ends.

Oh, Just recalled. Nivi n me have drastically reduced talking. For some reason. Its not that its weird, or that I have a problem wid that, its just that things have changed now. We are 19 year olds now.. :P .. and Nidhi.. No more mails for you.. Coz the moment I send you something, and read the whole thing again... then regret to have ever, ever, ever pressed that send button. I couldn't get any more lame. Or stoopider. (Hope you get the pronunciation from the spelling).


I go watch TV now. Its a shame there aren't many things you can do at 4:19 in the morning.

Shwetak farts. Exits.