4:17 p.m.
for inihos.
so i woke up this morning and started to miss her. as the day dragged on, i missed her more.
february, was the last time i saw her :( and i want to see her now again. and talk to her and bug her and talk some more, do some random things and generally feel happy.
life has a terrible way of making things so very unkempt and haphazard when you least expect it, and my life, at this point of time, resembles my messy room so creepily.
come back to kolkata please? i miss u a lot :(
Saturday, August 29, 2009
16
scribbled by loony girl at 3:46:00 AM 3 doodles
Thursday, August 27, 2009
15
6:38 p.m.
i hate. i hate. i hate. i hate it when universities cannot make up their minds. confused phone-calls mumbling "maybe you will get admission" is not helpful. AT ALL.
scribbled by loony girl at 6:08:00 AM 2 doodles
Sunday, August 23, 2009
14
massive writer's block.
considering the fact that writing is how i make money. its a sad state of affairs. i can't even get myself to write updates on twitter properly.
also. these days i am getting more and more intolerant. i have started to hate people who have very limited imagination and cannot understand the subtle. i hate mediocre minds who are happy without realizing that imagination is essentially a part of life.
i hate so many people and so many things. i believe i am turning into an aantel prude who looks down upon the less fortunate population that exists so blissfully without realizing there is more to life. i'm not complaining. not about myself at least.
also, people who say "i don't read" or "i don't like reading" should drop down dead. now. please now.
scribbled by loony girl at 10:37:00 PM 2 doodles
Thursday, August 20, 2009
13
sometimes. the loss of certain things make you realize how better or worse your life is without it.
sometimes, you don't feel it gone. and sometimes, you are made to feel the absence.
i hate potheads who can't remain calm when stoned. i am getting increasingly intolerant. as far as people who hamper my mental peace is concerned.
i asked a close friend to fuck off. others seem to be rather horrified. i am pretty much calm. i don't miss her. i don't want people trying to convince me how much i actually love her. cuz i do not.
pothead i might be, but i really do not need other people trying to make my decisions. let it remain at that. if you can't live with it, i don't know what else you can do about it.
scribbled by loony girl at 9:16:00 PM 3 doodles