Today was a crazy day. And it's not over yet. So I don't know. It began with a dream about a dead cat. It was supposed to be my pet, and was you know, those blue blooded breeds. Very pretty, white and furry with blue eyes and all that. But it was not a very pleasant cat, and I didn't like her much. I saw her falling down the stairs and twist her neck, but pretended as if nothing had happened. I went home, did some stuff, and then thought, I must check up on the cat. And I knew very well at the back of mind that, it was dead. But I hummed, and skipped and finally stumbled as I saw this beautiful white cat, with stiff legs, and lifeless blue eyes staring up at me...lying stupidly at the landing of the staircase. And for some reason I thought it was my grandmother and I felt very very scared. I thought I killed my grandmother. And I started wailing out of fear and sadness and regret...and it was NOT a very nice way to start the day. I take my dreams very seriously.

Then I was on my way to college. Running pretty late for the 11 o clock class. And I get a call. "Nandini!", says Sudu in a worry-wart voice. "What?" I say in a I-don't-remember-voice. "You have some practical exam that's going on. Troy just finished his and he's leaving!".
You don't say. So I did my very best, to feel scared and then consequently told myself to keep calm (why?why?why?) and started chanting some names I usually chant when I'm nervous. As per Murphy's Law, the car had to stop at ALL the red lights and get stuck in ALL the traffic jams. And I finally reached, a good one and a half hours late for my exam. But since it was a practical, we had the leisure of going in two at a time...and my turn hadn't come apparently. I went in knowing nothing of course, and got a bit of a look-down because my attendance was super bad. Anyway, it went off okayokay.

Then we had FS, where I sat looking dazed and pondered about my horrible prose marks. I imagined all the nasty things that Bertie would tell me, and I FORCED myself to remain not-happy-not-sad...because I've had it with unhappy people, and don't want to be one myself. And well, it didn't end too badly, because I came back home to see India win and there was finally something to be happy about. Although, I've lost most of my interest in cricket, because everyone's become so negative about it these days. BUT, But , but...have promised myself not to blame ANYONE for ANYTHING that happens in my life. I hate whiny people. And I...you get the picture.

Well...that's it. End of boring post. I used different colours :)