Tag Archive: Sad


I’ll turn 23 in exactly 2 weeks. Although I’m trying to be all happy, something doesn’t seem right. I probably need a break. A good long break from the place where I just have my camera, all new set of people, beautiful beaches and land, awesome people.

“What do you want for your birthday?”, asked my brother.

“Maybe a job, nice car and tickets to Europe/Singapore/Canada?!”, I replied enthusiastically.

“Get a life boozo!”

Is this what a girl gets when she turns 23? A life from her brother?! NO! ๐Ÿ˜›
*This was pure sarcasm. No angry voices in the background or the devil in my head speaking.*

But honestly, I really need to get a life and get excited for my birthday. I don’t want a freaking sad birthday again! Me no likey.. :#

I thought I’ll try to reach 50 posts on my birthday. For which I need exactly 18 posts after this one.
*Cool thoughts only come in shower because my place is freaking boiling. It’s 116 F. No wonder Indians are dark with so much dark hair because we practically get baked & grilled & fried and even our hair follicle would want to escape. What was God thinking when he placed India so strategically just where the sun loves to dance!*

Anyhow. Jokes apart, 50 posts would be difficult but I can definitely give it a shot. ๐Ÿ˜€ It would be fun I guess. So now comes the most difficult part: The MATH! *scary background noise with a screechy scream*

So,

18 posts in 14 days. And if you count my birthday day too, so 15 days.

15 days = 18 posts

1 day = (18/15) posts

โˆด 1 day = 1.2 posts

Okay. I totally suck at math. This can be proved from the above equations. Because any smart or even an average 10 year old with basic knowledge of fractions can solve this in a jiffy. My math concept are even deeper than Marina Trench. *Sarcasm. And it sounds better when it’s said in Hindi* ๐Ÿ˜›

Finally. Few days left for the college to be over. And so is my lamenting saga associated with it.

To think of it now, I’ll miss it. Miss myย dilapidated building, slower than snail fans, wretched teachers (ok, maybe not), last and most important of all – my friends. These 4 years, just passed by without even our notice. Each day, learning something new without even realizing how it would affect me later. The more I hated it, the more it taught me. Finally settled out in a group of 7 amazing girls, who made my life so much simpler and fun.

Our farewell was a blast. I would give it a 20 on 10. All the teary eyes, hugs, picture sessions, cake, dance what not! I even cried after feeling like a heartless little kid for around 2 hours. ๐Ÿ˜› But it was worth it all.

For me, my friends are the only people I care about. Even more than my relationship. Which is kind of mean of me (Yes. I AM A BITCH).

But it’s the end. One part of it. A shell broken to make some room for myself and to prepare to break another.

If you still ask me, Engineering still sucks. And I would probably suggest all people out there whom I secretly loathe, to take up this field in his/her profession, but otherwise no. I’ll probably lock them up until they don’t get that idea out of their mind. ๐Ÿ˜›

I love my college *just got a mini heart attack thinking that I could ever write this stuff*. May be more than college I’ll miss my friends. Who made me turn for the way I am right now! ๐Ÿ™‚

Someย Just few fun filled moments which makes me all woozy. ๐Ÿ˜› In a good way. *just for clarification purposes* I don’t want to cry.

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I’m the naughty one, without the pout! ๐Ÿ˜›

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My two life givers. Adity, Ambalika, Me. Look at my fat tummy! Yes. I’m a girl and I do cry over it. ๐Ÿ˜›