A sudden string of random, cascading thoughts blowing through my mind, each making less sense than the previous one…… Let me share them with you dear friends, for your own sanity's sake????
1.) I want to become old. Becoming old is silly. You forget things, and WORST of all, you have grandchildren. Scrawny, jumpy little things. What on earth are you supposed to DO with them? I’m a grand child, and since day one, I have taken it up as a personal responsiblity to harass all old people (frankly i love their company, grandma tales)…. Let my own even come NEAR me, and I WILL whack them with that stupid walking stick…
2.) I want a new Phone. my old one is stupid. Everyone, from my professor in college to The new baby in town has attacked it, dropped it, and basically, man handled it. It now makes funny, silly sounds on a regular basis.
3.) Veg food is tasty. But nonveg, no way. Nonveg doesn’t agree with me. No nonveg. Indigestion.
4.) My feet are VERY large. Very, very large. Quite Hagrid- like, really. Baby dolphins. I’ve been told that if I ever decide to kick anyone, they’d be knocked into the next province.
5.) My hands are big, too. Very big. Again, Hagrid-like. Dustbin lids. I miss being small. And tiny. And normal.
6.) What will going to college again be like? Fun? Testing? Difficult? Ultimate?
7.) I’ve been thinking of turning my blog into a part review site. What say?
8.) Will my mom ever be able to live without me?
9.) How will anyone ever convince me to get married?
10.) 13 is unlucky. I don’t like 13. Do you?
11.) 14, much better. Will I ever STOP daydreaming?
12.) Randomness, missingness, leavingness…..Do I just basically use ‘ness’ too much?
13.) Will I ever really dance in the rain? Or is it way too slippery to do so?
14.) Is boredom affecting my mental stability?
15.) Was I a pyromaniac in my last life? Wait, wait, wait, do I even believe that I HAD a last life? Why am I so addicted to fire? Oh, look, a candle!
16.) Do I like the fact that I have not done ONE productive thing in the month gone by?
17.) Will life's results ever, EVER be declared?
18.) Will it ever, EVER snow in Mumbai?
19.)Do bald men use soap or shampoo on their heads?
20.) Will I really become an author? Do I want to become an author? If not that, what the hell will I do with my life?
21.) I didn’t want to end on 21. 21 is so disproportionate. I don’t like 21. Therefore, let’s end on 22.
To the World, in general,
I’m crazy. So sue me!
1.) I want to become old. Becoming old is silly. You forget things, and WORST of all, you have grandchildren. Scrawny, jumpy little things. What on earth are you supposed to DO with them? I’m a grand child, and since day one, I have taken it up as a personal responsiblity to harass all old people (frankly i love their company, grandma tales)…. Let my own even come NEAR me, and I WILL whack them with that stupid walking stick…
2.) I want a new Phone. my old one is stupid. Everyone, from my professor in college to The new baby in town has attacked it, dropped it, and basically, man handled it. It now makes funny, silly sounds on a regular basis.
3.) Veg food is tasty. But nonveg, no way. Nonveg doesn’t agree with me. No nonveg. Indigestion.
4.) My feet are VERY large. Very, very large. Quite Hagrid- like, really. Baby dolphins. I’ve been told that if I ever decide to kick anyone, they’d be knocked into the next province.
5.) My hands are big, too. Very big. Again, Hagrid-like. Dustbin lids. I miss being small. And tiny. And normal.
6.) What will going to college again be like? Fun? Testing? Difficult? Ultimate?
7.) I’ve been thinking of turning my blog into a part review site. What say?
8.) Will my mom ever be able to live without me?
9.) How will anyone ever convince me to get married?
10.) 13 is unlucky. I don’t like 13. Do you?
11.) 14, much better. Will I ever STOP daydreaming?
12.) Randomness, missingness, leavingness…..Do I just basically use ‘ness’ too much?
13.) Will I ever really dance in the rain? Or is it way too slippery to do so?
14.) Is boredom affecting my mental stability?
15.) Was I a pyromaniac in my last life? Wait, wait, wait, do I even believe that I HAD a last life? Why am I so addicted to fire? Oh, look, a candle!
16.) Do I like the fact that I have not done ONE productive thing in the month gone by?
17.) Will life's results ever, EVER be declared?
18.) Will it ever, EVER snow in Mumbai?
19.)Do bald men use soap or shampoo on their heads?
20.) Will I really become an author? Do I want to become an author? If not that, what the hell will I do with my life?
21.) I didn’t want to end on 21. 21 is so disproportionate. I don’t like 21. Therefore, let’s end on 22.
To the World, in general,
I’m crazy. So sue me!
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