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ChinxHi everyone anyone..

Its been almost an entire year! You know the excuses, I’m sure. Initially, it was mostly on account of the fact that I’d been really frustrated with college and didn’t really have anything to say but then, well, lets just say it escalated. I started actively avoiding the blog, it was almost as if the WordPress logo was judging me, telling me how disappointed it was that I wasn’t doing this anymore. I felt terrible for the most part about avoiding this thing that I loved doing for so long, but as the delay got longer, the idea of actually writing something got more and more intimidating until it was this huge, insurmountable mountain.

Judging You

So, what’s changed now? College’s done, that’s what, which means that I have run out of excuses to avoid this. Lets get on with it then.

I have all these post ideas in my head about all sorts of things like how Facebook makes me feel socially inadequate, about this amazing book I read called Embassytown by China Mieville which was so good that I wanted to read it again as soon as I was done with it, about the fact that I’ve started cooking and it makes me really happy and lots of things like that. But, most of these are just fragmented thoughts, they don’t have enough meat in them to constitute an entire post, except for the book related one I guess. So, I figured I’d just talk about all those things?

I created a Facebook account. I did it. I swore I never would but I did it. It was mostly because I was feeling really nostalgic one evening and had the entirely ridiculous notion that it was a good idea to have an account so I could keep in touch with people. Except, I am abysmal, that’s right, abysmal at talking to people on the internet. I never know what to say, when to use exclamation points or periods and the acceptable amount of smiley usage, which I swear varies person to person. But mostly, I suck at small talk.

So, I joined. It was a decent sized deal. I reconnected with a bunch of people and there was the cursory, ‘Hi! How are you?’s and the ‘What are you upto?’s and the most common ‘How come you’re on here?!’. There were friend requests from people from school and college and some people who assumed that the fact that we had at some point said hellos to one another meant that they could be my ‘friends’. There was even one guy who said that he had seen me ‘on’ his friend’s wedding! Seriously guy? Creepy much? This whole thing lasted about a week. After the first week, I had no idea what I was supposed to do on there. If was to follow the leads of everyone else, I was supposed to post pictures (which I’m not comfortable with), share images and quote type things(for which Tumblr/Pinterest is much better) or say inane/passive aggressive things on my status (which, just no.). This is the reason that the only activity on my timeline is a conversation with Fuzzy about books, which I can do just as well or rather, better, in person or on the phone.

So, basically the end result of the Facebook experiment was this feeling of social inadequateness that made me feel uncomfortable and generally miserable. I think it may be due to the fact that talking to these people make me feel like the shy and unsure teenager I used to be. I’m not saying I’m super sorted superwoman now, but I’m more self-confident and sure of who I am. Its also probably due to the fact that we essentially have only school in common and nothing else, so the lengths of the conversations I’ve had have been severely limited. I think I found one, maybe two people that I will continue to speak to after this and these were people I was actually friends with way back when, as in, we talked about more than school stuff.

So now, the Facebook account just exists and does nothing, kinda lika a Metapod.

 

Well, that got away from me. I suppose I’ll write about the other things another time. Hopefully, soon.

I missed you Bloggy.

*Please forgive the terrible image. MS Word can only do so much. ヽ(´ー`)┌

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Three!

Three years since we started this blog. Whooo! *pops confetti*

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Hello everybody!

So, yes we turn two.  Happy birthday to us! Looking back two years, this blog was started on a particularly boring day at Lucid’s house on random thought when we were still young, innocent school kids (Do I hear coughing?) who thought blogging would be fun. Indeed it is, except perhaps that one stint of NaBloPoMo last year which was tiring.

We did have cake last year. But this, we’re stuck at college and loaded with work, so this is all you get.

So, as a special birthday blog post, I’ll post my ‘Top 10 Podcasts’ because they are my source of daily conversations on the bus to college (Well, you would need something too, if you travel about 40km.)  Here they are, in no particular order:


  • 60-second Science
  • The Scientific American Podcast
  • 6-second Psych
  • Stuff You Should Know
  • Stuff You Missed in History Class
  • This Week in Tech (TWiT)
  • Best of Youtube Videos
  • Lab Rats
  • Reuter Oddly Enough
  • MuggleCast (Well, it still is fun to listen to them.)

Quite a geeky list, right?

Besides that, I’m having an extended weekend. Day after, being May Day, is a holiday for us, as well as the usual Sunday and Monday. Maybe, we can go out this weekend (fingers crossed.)


So if you read this, leave a comment. Wish us a happy birthday!


Have fun, rest of the world!


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searching-for-meThe Last Will And Testament Of

BlackWinged Convolution

I, BWC declare this to be my Last Will and Testament, hereby revoking all prior Wills and the like.

In the likely event of my death, this is to be recognized as the inventory of my possessions and those I leave them with.

1. My ipod – Bury this alongside me.Hopefully wherever the hell I’m going, they’ve got sockets!

2. Books – The library.

3.Homework – My brother.Yes, I will miss you too, sob.

4.Hate mail – Forward to school.

5.Anti-depressants – Distribute according to will to the needy students of Vidya Mandir.My sympathies rest with ye. OK, not really.In fact if I were you, I would learn to tell Cyanide from anti-depressants real quick!

6.My post on this blog – I’m irreplaceable, y’hear? Mourn me, wear black.

7. Chocolate – Fax to (wherever the hell ).

As witness my hand,

This 25th day of November, Two thousand and eight

– BWC.

( I wanted to sign with a flourish and everything but it’s just too much of a bother.Maybe some other time ? I am dying here, you know..)

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And then? I got a call from school and- guess what?! School’s closed for tomorrow. I love the rain. Love.

Because now I don’t have to fret over the existence of sockets and dark chocolate in the after-life.Phew!

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searching-for-me So I’ve been thinking.And thinking.And thinking.To the point where I wish I were thoughts-mute.About what, you ask? Impatient as always, aren’t we? Not that I can blame you.. XD
Mostly, I’ve been wondering..Why this sudden almost-aversion to Other People? OK, not-so-sudden.In the sense that I would celebrate the anniversary of our’togetherness’, perhaps, this summer.I can only explain it insofar that it’s this nagging something that’s like an alarm in your head saying “Why are you even here?”.< We interrupt this programme to bring you this Author’s Request :Bear with me! >The simplest way I can think of putting this is that everything I do lacks passion.Oh heck, it lacks minimum requisite interest.Right from going to school (Which, God, I demand an explanation for-yes, even though I’m not certain I believe in er, You!) and holding conversations to not-just-sitting-in-a-slump-all-night-like-I-want-to, everything is just so exasperatingly pointless.

Sanjana (one of the people who are supposed to post here) asked me a while back what I would pick if I was granted a wish,Yeah, that old question.And a very interesting one, nevertheless.An endless supply of wishes is what I totally would’ve picked if I had had the option.That being er, unavailable, I settled for ‘Peace’.I know, what kind of an answer is that, right? I mean unless you’re in a beauty pageant.. (God forbid!).What I meant, though, was just peace, ah, in my head.I notice how I’m particularly articulate when I’m saying things that make me want to roll my eyes (yes, at myself.).But I digress.

Peace.By which I can only suppose I mean exemption from The Shallowness that is Life. No, really.Why is it that everyone else seems to be happy enough with a couple of laughs at somebody else’s misfortune, idle chatter, and a trip to the parlour?

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Pie Chart-1

Likewise, my attempts at ‘Picking a Career Already!’ have been.. er, not fruitful at best.Again, I can’t imagine doing just one thing over and over just so I can pocket a big cheque on Pay Day.I can find nothing that, ah, “has scope” that would at all hold my interest.Medicine and Engineering are out of the way.The things I love are arts, literature, philosophy and more recently- math.It is just unfair that a ‘Pass’ on your boards will still land you somewhere whereas if you picked something more outlandish you’d have to be at the very-frikkin’-summit to get anywhere and ‘have scope’.So, yes, life stinks etc.And we’re back to square one.I should add (just so you’re fully convinced of my insanity) that if I had the choice, I would love-beyond anything- to lead a Bardic life.What was that about insanity, again?Right.

I find that most of what I’ve written is barely comprehensible to me.Again.Apart from boring you to death, the point of this has been that I’m just tired of everything right now, and dealing with Other People simply reinforces the idea.And that I will still go back to school tomorrow and think the same.

Lucid and Fuzzy should know: you guys are excluded from the Other People category.The niceness is unintentional.OK?Good.

I also just realized how I said sometime back that “This is not a journal!” (and indeed it is not) but this is long, straight from my head, makes zero sense..halfway there, wouldn’t you say?

Anyway, I’m going to go sleep, now.At 5:30 pm.

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Well, you’re probably wondering what the heck is that title about. Yeah,  Chennai is  the capital of Tamil Nadu ( a state in India for all those illiterate about India.) 

 

The Red Circle In the second picture shows our  fave place to roam, sit, talk and not read!  That’s the Elliots Beach, named after a guy, Elliot, who died saving someone who was drowning. There’s even a memorial for him in the beach:

 

But, that’s not what I’m talking about. There was this article in the Chennai Times (Tuesday, May 6) that Chennai is the blogging capital of India.  So, we contributed to that too!! 🙂 It sez:

An online Blogger directory, ranked Chennai 1st in terms of number of bloggers… Chennai is also the home to many a blogger meet & ‘unconferences’ where bloggers of a blogosphere (an online community of bloggers) get together with experts to chat, have fun and carry discussions at length.

 

Rock On Chennai-ites!!

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