Wtf, am I doing? I'm sure everyone goes through this phase, so its all cool in a very zen-ish big minded way, but lets not rule out the pent up frustration and frequent sudden urges to just - SOL viz. Scream Out Loud.
Ever since I've started to know myself, I have wanted to write. For a living and for living. Thats a good start I thought, I know what I like to do.
Reality Bite: I'm studying for CAT. Why? Because writing apparently doesnt 'really' pay your bills. Especially so, when you intend to travel across historical places and take resolute pride in some grand epicure. Hence the mix-up with numbers, graphs and cases. Anyway.
So we had a test at my MBA Prep Classes, the results were very distressing, this was also expected. But the reason I was taken aback is - I 'even' failed English. So what does that say? That says - No help! If I had failed one section or two, I'd know what to work more on, how to divide up and where I stand. But failing in ALL, means working equally hard at all. WTF. Now, I have to work hard-'er' in 3 sections out of 3. Great. Thanks. This was helpful.
On other fronts, I cant wait to get my hands on the still digi, the rains are here and all I wanna do is sit on the terrace and click away.
I miss Priya so much. I'm miserable without her screaming in my ears, more so without her dense, loud obnoxious laughter filling the house. Some books done with, some movies later, life is pretty much at the same speed as when she left. Just a little airy maybe, since there isnt her big ass rolling around my house. Even my house misses her. Come home, man. We need to watch the rains and write some poetry.
Does 'Miserable' in any way spring off from 'Missing'? Just curious. And since you got me started, what about 'Curious' and 'Cure'?
Anyway, here's to .. good ol' memories :) Love ya, chica!