there are things that i hate about myself (and not surprisingly…such moments generally happen every 86,400th second…and last for 86,400 seconds…!)there are 3 mails in my inbox to which i havent replied to…and i was supposed to do so 3 days...
Every 93.5 years…there comes a geek. A geek so geeky that even god looks at him in amazement and goes, “I didn’t make him…!”…and yet, this geek is someone whom everyone can relate to. He not only comes down to the level of lesser mortals…he actually behaves like one...
And here are the remaining facts:All exits to the room are closed…so we cant escapeSince there are 349 heads people think that the shit wont hit them. They don’t realize how much of it is actually thereSome people, called alums, had apparently been there before. And...
Term 4 started with a bang. I felt miserable (and I really mean it…no matter how cheesy it may sound) the entire day about R’s departure. It was truly the best time we have spent with each other. I now realize what those poet types mean when they go about…”it was like...
