Yeah. So that was hormonal or what. Like that shit book said. I'm ok, you're ok. The past week has been semi eventful. I was in my maiden major motor accident. The auto flipped (haha) and I have a subsiding head bruise. But shit happens. It happens to the best of us.
I still hate a lot of things about this place, but nothing surprises me anymore. I'm listening to
Change (Blind Melon, thank you for existing once upon a moon), and also the Damien Rice version of
Creep (which by the way, fucked up and started playing really loud in the comp lab and freaked everyone out - only he says
so "very" special - and I'm glad - and I don't care if it's a little gay). Also a semi-object of interest is sitting right behind me, who, (like all men inevitibly end up thinking) probably thinks I'm creep and a weirdo. But I think so do all the seniors. Man, so much has happened - I don't know what to write and what to edit out. Bullet points
- Shit
- shit
- shit
- shit
- hot photoshop teacher
- cool camera teacher
- hostel/ room
- Dala, Shagufta, Nidhi, Udaya, Nicole
- SUP-remely retarded seniors
- Graphic novels, comics, movies, books, music, people with similar taste
- the concept of Vee
- Freedom
- Loss of it
- Vegetarian food - vada pao, mishti cha in the rain shack, a phuchka wala from Cal
And then some. God, I dunno. Anyway, will be back. Hopefully in one piece.
P.S.> I've been promised a bike ride back home :)
Labels: getting it together
