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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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ICONATOR_d7c5aa76368eaba6e98d72f4a5db32a6I have nothing to say. Nada. All out of ideas. There you go. That’s a post, right?

Its not? Fine. Be mean then. *mutters incoherently* But, remember, you asked for it.

So, any one catch the “longest eclipse for another 105 years”? I got up at 5:30 am but all I got to see was a big ol’ bunch of nothing. Yup. Nothing happened here. Nothing happens here.Ever. Except maybe the Venus Transit thing.

In other news, we’re going back to our school tomorrow for its annual (since last year) Carnival that’s held on the school’s founder’s birthday. They basically raise money for charity except only the students of the school themselves and their parents and siblings can attend. No outsiders allowed. Doesn’t make much sense does it? But that’s our school for you. I remember they once charged the athletes (participating in the Annual Sports Meet) money for sand. Seriously, I am not kidding you. The throwball team (which Fuzzy and BWC were a part of, I can’t play to save my life) was once yelled at becuase they wore their team jerseys with their skirts because they didn’t match.* Doesn’t matter that they won the game. *shrugs* And that is why we moaned about school so much. I could start listing all the crap. But that would take forever. Stupidly enough, I miss even all the rubbish they would do to us just because it was so fun to just sit and yell and complain about them. Though, I’m pretty sure that College won’t disappoint us in that aspect.

I found out a couple of days ago that the time between school and college is known as the ‘Seven Week Itch’. Interesting ( Not really, but yes, Now you know). I wish it would just start already. Hopefully, we’ll have more to say when it does. I even looked “This Day in History” and you know what, Nothing happened today! Nothing interesting anyway.

I shall leave you now. My mum’s yummy pasta’s a callin’.

Here’s a poem I like.

Any Morning

Just lying on the couch and being happy.
Only humming a little, the quiet sound in the head.
Trouble is busy elsewhere at the moment, it has
so much to do in the world.

People who might judge are mostly asleep; they can’t
monitor you all the time, and sometimes they forget.
When dawn flows over the hedge you can
get up and act busy.

Little corners like this, pieces of Heaven
left lying around, can be picked up and saved.
People won’t even see that you have them,
they are so light and easy to hide.

Later in the day you can act like the others.
You can shake your head. You can frown.

— William Stafford

It so good.


* I hope I got the facts right. I remember everything properly.

PS: I’m so bored. Someone kill me!

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  1. You haven’t broken something in school (a tubelight or some lab equipment)
  2. You haven’t nicked something as a souvenir from the labs
  3. You haven’t eaten during class
  4. You haven’t given hell to your teacher
  5. You haven’t sent a teacher packing her bags
  6. You haven’t created cracks on the walls by talking too much
  7. You haven’t had feasts everyday in class, courtesy of ppl’s moms who are great chefs!
  8. You haven’t slept in class and the teacher finding it out
  9. You haven’t been suspended from school (even if it is for 1/2 a day)
  10. You haven’t bunked school (I’m really sad that I’ve never been able to do this but we have bunked tuition)
  11. You haven’t been made to to stand outside class until you finish eating ice-lolly and walk into the  class with coloured tongues
  12. You haven’t played pranks on “poor, unsuspecting people”
  13. You haven’t sung “Happy Birthday” for a teacher and been punished for it
  14. Your class decided to go for a movie when there was a special class scheduled
  15. You haven’t failed atleast one test
  16. You haven’t “mutually discussed” during tests
  17. You haven’t done crazy stuff during excursion

My first ever “board exam” was over today; we had biotech practicals, it was good! LOL, we had fun!!!

All those who read this, please add whatever you want!

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I opened my eyes
And looked up at the rain,
And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.

I step very softly,
I walk very slow,
I can’t do a handstand–
I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said–
I’m just not the same since there’s rain in my head.

Shel Silverstein

Yes people, there’s rain in my head. Exams can do that to you. Thank You Mr. Siverstein. Thats exactly how I feel and now I have a name for it.


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Or so M.K.* seems to think, at least.


” Copied three questions wrongly.Better consult eye doctor.”! Ha ha.

*My Math teacher.Who also has the honour of being the only thing good about school.Yeah, you’re welcome 😉

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My Mood Today…

display-mood-avatars00051 Thats right. I’m dead. May I rest in peace. Blame the exams. Also I’m going to flunk tomorrow, even though I’ve studied everything, because you know, that’s just so me. I will miss you. I will miss our 2 and a half readers. Bye world.


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searching-for-me‘Hello!’ to all the people who missed me (Hardy-har!).I have been swimming in school-work this last week-which, of course, accounts for the lack of posts.That’s not to say it’s been an uneventful (if tiring) life.
The latest new fad at school seems to be handing around colored leaflets for people to fill in (bit like slam books, only better).I wouldn’t label it ‘fad’ if it weren’t for the fact that every Tom, Dick and Harry (and in my case, they might as well be- I hardly know all of their names.) just slaps a paper on your hand, et voila! Instant homework! The idea is to write a little about the person who handed you the paper, which is alright except for the fact that most people just end up saying things like “You are SO sweet :)..I’ll miss you! :((” (Subtext: I don’t think I even know your last name! Fortunately, the smiley-face fills up half the space..)And then, the point is lost.

The title of the post probably had you scratching your head so let’s address that now, shall we? Where I go to school, if you’re a new kid, you’re a Snob Until Proven Innocent.And ‘because you only speak with your set of friends.’ Yeah, because normal people just walk into a new place and go all “HI! ‘ssup?Long time no see!”.God.This I learned from aforementioned colored-thingies that one of my friends received.Now you see how my irrational love for school is justified, don’t you?*Oh, some of it was amusing enough:
” (Addressed to a friend) I thought you were a snob; Turn’s out you’re a heartthrob!”. Ha ha!
Anyway, apart from that, we’ve been tested withing an inch of (what’s left of) our lives- seeing as The Exams begin next week ( Pray for me!) and everything.So,yes.Basically been wishing I could disappear into a book.
This one in fact :

So.What book are you wishing you could disappear into?

More later.Happy weekend!

*Sarcasm detector : BEEEEEEP!

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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..)


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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ere Hi! No not dead yet, close enough though. The exams are getting closer and they’re pressing us harder than ever at school and I’m just sick of it all. I should stop whining or the 2 and a half people that actually read will run away too..

What I did last week;

Read The Host by Stephanie Meyer, which was a really good read actually. I liked the way she expressed the whole ‘getting stuck in your own head’ concept. Though I was disappointed with the diabetes inducing sweetness of Breaking Dawn, I thought I would give this book a try anyway. I really liked the characters and the plot but wasn’t such a big fan of the end.Not a bad way to spend an evening.I’m currently reading The Red Scarf by Kate Furnivall. Its very interesting so far. Its based in Russia during the revolution. I love reading about Russia, it sounds beautiful.

Listened to Katy Perry’s album, One Of The Boys. I love her at the moment! She has a pretty good voice but what I like the most are her lyrics. They are like nothing I’ve heard before. I really like Lost, Self Inflicted, Fingerprints and I’m Still Breathing. My favorite song though is Thinking Of You. I love the lyrics and the music. Hot N Cold is just fun!

Went to a Career Counseling exhibition thing at MOP Vaishnav College here. It was really interesting. I loved the movies they’d made. They were really good! If I can maybe find them on Youtube or something, I’ll post them here.

Got very bugged and yelled at a lot of people and surprised a few others because I’m usually a quiet person and never really shout or yell at people (other than my brother of course, but thats universal!). I figure that I shouldn’t waste my energy getting mad at inconsequential things. I only get mad when someone really does something to bug me.

hersheys-kisses-chocolateAte a ton of Hershey’s Kisses and chocolates. God knows what I would do without my chocolate!! Three Cheers For Hershey’s!!

In other news, my house got renovated and my wall is now Yellow. I call it my Happy Wall. Yay!

So thats what I did.

I’m bored still and have to study Chemistry, which I really don’t like, or I’ll flunk.

Yay for me..

L8r people..

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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?


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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