10.75 Things That I Need To Come To Terms With.

The phone call I’ve been waiting for all day is not getting to me till I step into the shower.

Nothing is going to change with TMC being elected. They are all the same. Bleh!(But the worst part of it will be trying to pretend that I’m not excited about the riots and fire everywhere that people are predicting. Photogenic stuff. OMG!!)

No matter how many times I refresh my Fb page. There will be no new notifications this time of the night. Nobody is as jobless as me.

I'm never listening to her again! Sudeshna’s choice in men SUCKS. Ranbir Kapoor?? An egg looks more intelligent than him. Correction. *Than that*.

I can not expect to save enough to by a DSLR for nuts!! Unless the mommy swap thing comes to vogue and somebody actually wants mine!!

Mum is on one of her religious fasting things (selectively for all things sour). Better finish the chanachur today! And yes! I'm on diet!! HAHA!!

Nails look better unpainted.

Nobody reads my blog anyway. So I can safely state here that I fucked the VC last night behind the Canteen.
Kidding!!

Cats sleep anywhere. Annoyingly enough. And have this terrible habit of acting oh-so-hurt-and-cute if u dare to move them. Ugh!

I miss Swan Poetry from the house of Orient Longman. Or was it Madhuban Reader??? Or maybe just the host of awesome teachers from prep school. I want them to tell me to place my purple lunch-box on the desk, first. Go wash my hands, second. Spread out my napkin, third. Eat, fourth. SILENTLY, fifth. Damn I miss 'Tiffin Time'. And my water bottle that went so well with my uniform.

Never thought I'd be old enough to reminisce.
Err... Happiness..? For times when nostalgia was just a word??




This is what comes of wearing blue all day. :(
Should totally get back to my sunshine yellow, Digital Om T! Now!
And laziness. :|