The Weird Eccentricity That Kal Penn Is

You probably think I’m weird. Well, so far, so good.

But you have no idea how fascinating it is to fantasize about Kal Penn once in two weeks at the very least. And then actually meeting him at Barista. I told you Barista’s awesome.

Well, no I didn’t meet Kal Penn at Crème, but saw an exact look alike. If only that Gujju’d drag his butt back to India. *sigh*

It’s kinda annoying. Even Jabran looks like Kal Penn. Uhh, Kal Penn, Kal Penn. I wanna be in a freakin’ movie with Kal Penn. (Alright, I’ve applied for internships here and also for that theatre production group, but it’s really not the same as being with KP!)

It’s either really fun to say his name again and again, or it’s thrilling watching me writhe in pain and the agony of knowing that my chances of actually meeting him are close to nil.

And the stupid, stupid things I do on Facebook. Although if not for Zuckerberg’s brainchild, I’d never have gotten in touch with so many people that I am happy to be friends with 😀

K, if you’re reading this, I’m probably a sucker for you right now. I’d probably melt like that double chocolate chip cookie drink that’s so unhealth-ily awesome. I’m running out of time right now, but my ode to you is up next.

In the meantime, here’s something that’s beyond throwing away all dignity, ethics and maybe, self-esteem and here’s to you.

Kal Penn .. *Huuge sigh.*

x EdgyShark x