What a unusual day today. After sleeping just for like less then four hours, i had the strength to wake up, get ready and go to the college. on my way to the college, got a call from R2 saying S has called us over to his place for movie or something. I had time till afternoon, so i headed towards his place and then had lunch and he was being funny so funny that i was about to throw up the water that reached my gall bladder! :P

then i thought instead of going home early i would rather go to the college library and study whatever in bits. I went upstairs with CHILLING COLD COFFEE, up tied my hair(iamhavingabadhairdayforthreedaysnow)and put the ear phones on and started unwinding in the lib. I did sort out everything about studies, but i ended doing something that i should have done long back. I thought i need to first shop for few things not like the normal jazz but something like really classe/classy =P
okay that dint make sense, but i did jot down the things i REALLY need and not WANT. but every now and then i had A's thought popping up in my mind. So i thought i shouldn't ignore them, perhaps i might end up calling up him out of curiosity. So i thought and thought more and even more, and then it just stoped i don't know how but it did. Then i realised i cant be sweet to other babies and maybe i annoy them by speaking to them in the Queen's English. And not " ooooooobly woooobly woooooosh the rabbit ran out of the bush "! I save that one for my special someone. Maybe i underestimate my life too much because i never over look what other people are suffering through. i realised by morning i get up like a passionate law student, who is chasing her wildest dream and by afternoon i am agitated by the heat,the people around me and by night i am a daddy's lil girl who needs to be loved. and on a full moon night i turn into ware wolf who kills all annoying people around. LOL
i realised my writing is never DEEP and doesn't have to read over again to be understood. first i thought its bad because then how can i be a good writer. But a good writer is one who has his own style. My style is more chilled out,casual, and relaxed. i do reach the crux of matters but my approach is different, in fact way too different.I questioned myself alot today, like am i really immature? do i need to change myself? do i need to get serious about stuff and so on. But seriously my answers were very funny, like if i change with time that's how its suppose to be i cant go forcing myself "YOU HAVE TO CHANGE" it has to come within. Maturity! that is one that comes out on very rare occasions, now i wish they occasions become more often. and on looking life in serious way, wait its again just tackling the problems but the way i approach is my choice. My college library is such an amazing place. One thing i hate to do it proclaiming things again and again. I say it once and it makes sense. I wonder why at times all the things pounce back at me because i never learnt to sort out things. I did manage to read the important articles in the newspaper, i did study a bit and then i realised ill be having a leave for 20days or so i thought i would go home.

I came across this quote in the newspaper column "LOVE IS LIKE THE ART WHICH RELAXES AND CALMS YOUR MIND BODY AND SOUL". It did make sense. R and me will be meeting on Monday, not too much crap but just talks again and sunsets and nicer music. i am waiting for Monday for the cold coffee, my college library and the time with R. I get along well with guys is because girls are too fussy and guys are just on your face! I think its okay to have some mess in life, after all messiness is a sign of being a genius :P. okay it was lame.


This library session was too cool.
rest laters
xoxo