Who’s Sitting Next To You?

Personally, it’s really important for me to know that I have a smartass sitting next to me when I’m doing something worthy. (That includes every moment I’m living, so.) I mean, isn’t it important for you to share the air you’re breathing, temporarily, with someone who has what it takes to make your brain jingle? Either with their looks, appeal or smart talking and thoughts.

Exam week’s on in Rawr-town and every time I go sit to write a paper, I always wonder who’s going to be sitting next to me. Yesterday, we had roll numbers 91 to 170 along with the third years sitting in our room. And really, having a fake cine star sit behind you is really unnerving because he makes you undergo utter nonsense in your head while you’re really trying to concentrate on Thomas Hobbes and the Social Contract Theory. Also, since I was sitting in the first row, it became important for me to show off my paper and make it look like a rainbow so that people around me (and behind me) get all nervous about their bland sheets and lack of salt to sprinkle. (I know that for a fact because Utsav came to me after and said, wow you’re paper was pretty. Like a pretty meadow. )

So anyway, today, I had a smart girl sit next to me, but then looks can be deceiving because she turned out to furtively glance here and there and copy answers off of other people. Really, turned me off. So much so that I finished my paper off and gave it up within an hour of its inception.

Even on flights, it’s always fun to have someone of interest sit next to you. But then how can you expect someone to just begin ranting off and show their non complacency in thinking? It takes a really socially outgoing person to do that, and we’re not all like that, myself included, when I’m busy PMS-ing, at least.

But wouldn’t it be nice if people were all outgoing and talking to each other and getting to know what lay in the other person’s mind? Because yes, according to a social experiment carried out by me, we do have the same thoughts. More on that later.

Yeah well, I’m being as normative as the solution written for the balance of governmental expenditures. I have to deflate the answer sheet tomorrow, during economics, thank you very much

x EdgyShark

It’s Called A Revival

I understand that to most of you it might have seemed as if I’d have evaporated off the top of the stratosphere because I’ve been missing in (shark) action for the last six months of this year. But yeah, a lot’s been going on and it has come to my notice that since a lot of you have written to me asking me to begin blogging again, I found that this entire exercise does provide me with a moment of solace during the course of the day.

Furthermore, Jazz was bought for this reason.

So hello children.

It’s been a roller coaster ride, the last half year since April 4th. I attained independence on the 4th of July (very ironic, I know!) as I moved to a small town, let’s just call it RAWR-town, and I’ve done a lot of shit since then. For obvious reasons the same cannot be posted for fear of causing reasonable apprehension in the minds of people, also known in tort terms as assault.

Grades are good, life is good. My social calendar is like a bad man’s karma, keeps coming back to slap me on my face. I guess that’s what the latent definition of college is anyway.

At this point, this post is a shout out to let you know my Jaws are back in full form and that despite the crazed abdomen pains that I have been suffering from for the last few weeks, I will be here, writing. Because obviously, since I can’t move around and do much, I might as well wave my fins in and around this sphere.

So long. No more waits. And there’s a lot more in store.

x EdgyShark x

P.S. To my stalker, I don’t give a damn about you anymore, but if I figure that you’re stealing anything that belongs to me intellectually, then you’re doomed. And I mean it. My IPR course wasn’t randomly for 8 credits gone down the drain. So beware. And it’s called a second chance not a twenty-second chance.

Mary Jane And The Green Fairy

I haven’t written in the longest time, not because of a lack of things to write about, but because of all the madness that has been persisting in the environment around me. I’ve had the time of my life in the last few weeks. Pertaining to the above mentioned title, and otherwise

My birthday couldn’t have gotten any better than what it was. And I feel lucky, and I feel like the only eighteen year old to have ever had such a grand time. Not a lame club dance that lasted for a few hours, not some pseudo drinking getting high, no new gadgets as presents to scream and show off.

 

But a wonderful week away to a city, from the people I love, to the people I love. And there, I met MJ. As well as her Indian counterpart, locked away in the confines of a very familiar and sexy Beatles case

Winter wonderland, truly. And I can rightly say, I started the year with a bang-bang-pow And it can only keep getting better. After all, it’s your perception of how things should be. If you’re unhappy, you make everything around you seem that way. So keep your head cool, that’s probably why the calendar year starts in the snow.

And otherwise, every year is a new year anyway.

x EdgyShark x

“I: Resign”

Tharoor quit.

I have nothing to say. Except I really still look upto him. And maybe, sometimes, you need to quit things.

I have so much to learn.

x EdgyShark x

Extreme. Exhilaration. Emotion

It’s only when you experience all three together that you fall into this different world.

It’s happened to me. A couple of times maybe sometime ago. Everything then begins to feel achievable. And I feel it now. I don’t know what’s triggered this emotion but I do know that everytime I do feel it, I don’t want to stop.

I will now take a moment to admit and not hang my head in shame, the fact that I also like a Taylor Swift song.

Crap, now my Godfather’s never going to do beer rounds with me.

x EdgyShark x

Butterflies And Rainbows

It’s the other way around, because of course it’s possible.

And I’m running and chasing, and they’re so pretty. The green meadow all around me, the sweet smell of freshly rained on grass. And then I’ll fall down and look at the golden sunset. So beautiful.

x EdgyShark x

Unattached Vibrant Living

My mom says she’s going to live like a hippie in the Himalayas once ‘you kids are settled with your lives and gone.’

Settled, and me? Just because I put on some corporate clothes and look awesomely professional, doesn’t mean my path’s set. But I guess that’s the best part of living each day and not knowing what opportunities it’s going to throw your way. And ultimately though, I will be hitch hiking across countries. No, I’m not going to pay for licenses to cross the border because the universe wasn’t made so that people had to actually pay to look at the beautiful mountains and trees.

Unattached, with nature. Loving it, living every moment, learning through the various experiences life throws my way.

Even though I don’t like thinking about the future, one thing’s for sure: It’s going to be awesome.

x EdgyShark x

Supermarket Woes

Starr and I walked into the supermarket today with limited cash. So I told her that when I start earning, I’ll let her and Ezzie buy whatever they want to, no restrictions.

It’s so hard to pick a something to drink when you’re thirsty. Especially when you’re thirsty for that one unique thing, but you don’t even know what it is, and it’s just driving you crazy to look at a fifty different options in front of you in one of those huge supermarket refrigerators.

And that’s not all.

The same happens with chips too.

“Pa, I want to drink something.”
“So? Drink something.”
“Umm, I’m sick of coke and all that. I want to have something new.” “Cranberry juice?”
“Waah, where is it?”
“I’ll get you some.”
“Alright, I’ll make myself a cosmpolitan. Get me sprite too.” (Very faintly..”And some Vodka.”)
“Yeah, alright. Umm… No.”

And even after you pick something, you’re still not satiated. And that makes it all the more worse. So like I wanna go to Delhi, ummm.. now?! Maybe if I start running, I’ll reach by the 28th and that would be awesome.

Just my luck.

See, I told you I’m a schizo.

x EdgyShark x

What, you still didn’t get it?

Checkered Flag

Kimi Raikkonen is the man. Did I mention that Kimi Raikkonen is the man, lately? Ah well. Kimi Raikkonen is the man.

The word ‘checks’ brings a number of things to mind. First up being that Kimi Raikkonen is the man. I finally bought boxers today. The cutest ones at that too. Red checks, and the other one’s purple checks. And I don’t think anything material’s made me feel so happy in a long time. Except Violette of course, but I’m still getting used to her.

These boxers on the other hand, fit amazingly well. Very snugly, in fact.

Checks, checks, checks. How can I forget ……

…..Alex Checker!

Alex Checker is Violette’s new boyfriend. She hit on him first though, I can already see Violette’s signs of independence shining through xD Alex, on the other hand, is very black and hot.

That’s all the checked stuff for the day. Also, hello and welcome Dolche, Starr’s new little bitch.

x EdgyShark x

Violette Funk Zimitri, Welcome To My Life

It took me quite some time to locate her, but soon, we found each others and I feel she will make me happy.

Violette Funk Zimitri, you are named, again, after things and people I love. Each letter that has gone into your name thinking is special to me. You are very cute, and I’m sure you will help Bee Taxi move on with her life sans Will. Violette is graphite in color, and she has stars on the inside.

The thing is, she looks very petite and frail, but she needs to understand the fact that I need/require her not to be that way character-wise. Violette will soon learn how to be independent, passionate and loving. And she will learn to care about things that actually matter.

Violette will be like Alexander Supertramp. No wait, that’s what I am working towards.

Anyway. Mutual liking on it’s way.

VFZ has to really prove herself. I’m giving her a couple of weeks.

x EdgyShark x