Madcaps, sala.

More to come. :)

I didn't like the face I saw in the mirror today, ah well what can you do? Nothing. Absolutely Nuffin'

Oh mahn, how much do I hate falling ill, just the type of illness, I have now. Fever and everything is fine, but I hate losing my voice, I don't want to be stuck at home, I don't want to lose my leave balance. I DONT WANT THIS. :(

Guha is in love with Bangalore, period. We three/four had one of the best weekends ever. He's gotten through ISI, took him to YO! China, Corner House, Pecos, Mc Donald's and Blossoms'. Unfortunately, I didn't go for the sleepover, and aparantly they did have a blast, watched movies, boozed and watched a lot of movies. :(

Can't wait for him to be here, and I can't wait for sleepovers like ole' times, but certainly with new people, but then again, not so new. :D

It's been one whole year, since I've moved out of my city.

Guha is in town, and as predicted we are enjoying ourselves to the hilt. Yesterday we lunched at Mojos, moved onto Donut Baker, then to the Ganja park and then to Koshy's, where we bitched about everyone possible, and not to mention Guha bitched about me to Dev, as if I wasn't even present. :| Expecting a sleepover, lets see how that shapes up. :D

I like him, now. We both have grown up so much, from '03- '05 and then '08. And those semi retards, can seriously go fuck themselves with the little finger.

I certainly feel like one. Oftentimes, I feel a complete understanding of the phrase "Getting Old" - or, at least, getting older. I get to work on time, (no other choice) run errands, grocery shop some times. I not only have a financial budget, (in my mind) but strictly adhere to it. I have a self-designated cleaning day for my clothes. (which seems to be everyday) Hangovers are a decent deterent (sp?) from drinking. Death-defying stunts fill me with more apprehension than awe. I’ve become a bit fake. Right and wrong have a stronger gray areas, which I’m not as concerned about treading upon.

Certainly feels like I’m an adult...



Then again...

I oversleep and don’t mind the occassional over-drink. Bedtimes aren’t adhered to. (what do you expect, anyway?) Mistakes are rampant, goals missed.

And...

And I've found my IPL teeshirt, I knew it was stolen, still looking for my earphones. I miss music.