They Lied About The Cookies

Kids ask their parents about growing up. Then the parents tell them that they should enjoy the childhood while it lasts. I wasn't different. I pestered my mother with "adulthood" questions throughout junior school. She kept the consistency in her answers.

I asked my  brother how it felt like being an adult, taking responsibility in a foreign land, all by yourself? He said that it had its perks but he was struggling. And his friends were struggling. And everybody he knew was struggling. That didn't match well with my idealized version of growing up.

I am 22. I spend hours in front of the laptop, studying, taking tests, and trying to find as many interesting courses to study as I can. And every night, just before going to sleep, I think of the question I asked all my cousins. How is it like being an adult and taking your own decisions?

Adulthood is so overrated.

Being a grown-up sucks. I miss the days when the only worry I had was to gulp down a big scoop of ice-cream, and the only thing I feared was Dad's supposed death-stare if I was up past bedtime.

Precisely depicts my state of mind.

NP: Time | Pink Floyd

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The dark side was not as sweet as they promised! How would we get through life if there were no Pink Floyd. Sigh!

Twenty-Too!!

13th September, 2013 will remain a very significant day in my life. Not only is it a Friday, but also because today I am free.

If I write about you on my blog; if I even mention you in a passing sentence, then know that either I despise you or I love you a lot. And if you do not know how to value either, then kindly take your ass and rub it against a thorn-bush for thirteen hours. Yes. 

Now, I had one of the best birthdays ever. I spent the day with my closest friends, ate amazing food, looked sexy, went to my favorite restaurant, and got amazing presents. What more do you want? I even made my dad pose for a picture together and THAT is RARE. Today, I feel so blessed that I have such amazing people around me... people who have always made me feel special and loved. 

There was no cake. No candles. My birthday started on a rough note, but I took perhaps the best decision of my life till now. It is amazing how just one day your patience gives up on you. And for good! 

The best Friday the 13th since 1991. 

I am finally 22 y'all!! 

Happy day. Happy people. Happy place. 

Thank God It was Friday =D

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Today was an eventful day. Also, 16th December accused will die! And I have started watching Grey's Anatomy. Still getting accustomed to the whole TV series thing. But its good. Though I don't like Meredith.

Happy To Me!! :)

Now Playing: Bad To The Bone | George Thorogood

Anger Management

I want to pack my blog in a box and throw the box in the sea. And I want to do that to One boy, my phone, a couple of friends, and basically everything/everyone I see right now.

Yes.

That is what I want to do right now, other than eat chocolates till I die, listen to my Anger Management playlist, and slap the boy across the face.

And maybe run to Italy, without the million questions, answers, consequences, and what-ifs.

OkayBye.

Birthday Month!!!

Since its past midnight and because I am already very tired by now, I'll just give a quick update.

But first, HAPPY SEPTEMBER!!! IT IS MY BIRTHDAY MONTH.

The update is that I bought a crazy number of books from the Book Fair last week, have no space for new books now, I will be 22 this month, and I'm finally earning (in a stable arrangement) (yay!)

No motivation for creative writing. But I will write very very soon. Till then admire this:

Now Playing: Pink Floyd Time Remix | Pretty Lights

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I'm usually not a very big fan of remixes but Pretty Lights is an exception.  

Kisses and lots of kisses. 

-x-