When i was speaking about this "viral" in the last post, little did i know that i would be taken up/ pursued by the Chiken pox virus.
SCREW YOU CP.
Moving on, i dont quite like it, but i dont absolutely loathe it.
I'm at home ( no- thats not why) , im eating icecream ( no, not that too).
I think i'm free (enough) to sit at home and listen to some good songs on you tube- yes, that's right. I'm 22- go kill yourself.
I'M WORKING FROM HOME!
no- i shouldnot sound happy.
especially because my xmas got spent watching "how i met your mother"- and their xmas series- how fitting! *whatever weirdo*.
I really want my new year to work out. REALLY.DO.SOMETHIN? SOME-THING?
Anyway, i dont know if i'm going to be writing again before i leave for Delhi to complete my final semester (MA)(WOOHOO).
The break hasn't been great- i got CP?!?!
BUT , hasnot been all that bad, i'v been home all through, lazying, making a vacation- a vacation. NOT STRESSING with the everyday!
Love you bony:) , I hope i complete my Masters (in english literature)really well, and come back home with flying colours!..to begin with a new exciting amazing journey:)
Cio untill then!
Monday 26 December 2011
Saturday 17 December 2011
Well,come.
So hello.
A new semester to begin, a new five months to deal with, and what one's getting- is a mere three weeks (in between) to unwind.
Why bother? *teen hafte bhi kyun diyen yaar?*
Anyway, i find myself parked in Kolkata for the time being, with a bloody viral-fever to celebrate my arrival-mind you. As dramatic, as I am.This is stressing.
Dadu may have to undergo an operation, but there are various discourses to whether or not he should or would need to. This is stressing.
My train journey to kolkata was NAICE.
I had an Iraqi playing "killtheAmerican" on his some flashy *wai wai* gaming keyboard. I also had two turks talking about crystals and flirting with any random woman they saw or met (i was not an exception), a Bangladeshi family, an annoying kid (are kids ALWAYS annoying?), and a very quiet (or i dont know) Assamese.
I dont have much to write about, just right now, apart from venting about how i dont have any system to operate from , here , in my Kolkata branch office.This is stressing.
I also , had,i think, lost a lot of weight, last month-thanks to the exam stress. But i think, i'v begun to put on, again.(Will i ever be please stable?)This is stressing.
Okay,bye.
A new semester to begin, a new five months to deal with, and what one's getting- is a mere three weeks (in between) to unwind.
Why bother? *teen hafte bhi kyun diyen yaar?*
Anyway, i find myself parked in Kolkata for the time being, with a bloody viral-fever to celebrate my arrival-mind you. As dramatic, as I am.This is stressing.
Dadu may have to undergo an operation, but there are various discourses to whether or not he should or would need to. This is stressing.
My train journey to kolkata was NAICE.
I had an Iraqi playing "killtheAmerican" on his some flashy *wai wai* gaming keyboard. I also had two turks talking about crystals and flirting with any random woman they saw or met (i was not an exception), a Bangladeshi family, an annoying kid (are kids ALWAYS annoying?), and a very quiet (or i dont know) Assamese.
I dont have much to write about, just right now, apart from venting about how i dont have any system to operate from , here , in my Kolkata branch office.This is stressing.
I also , had,i think, lost a lot of weight, last month-thanks to the exam stress. But i think, i'v begun to put on, again.(Will i ever be please stable?)This is stressing.
Okay,bye.
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