Yeah
Wednesday, April 25th, 2007I am still there. I used to feel sorry for this blog, but now that I am feeling sorry for myself I am back to blogging. Recent Developments include:
Me breaking my MacBook Pro Charger TWICE. That is 900 Dhs FYI. I was so broke that I had to ask for extra cash. I am feeling really guilty about this. Anger goes away.Hate does not bother you. Sadness is bad, but what the heck everyone gets used to depression after some time; but what do you do when you are feeling guilty? The average Indian does not earn Eleven Thousand INR a month. People sell their kids for less than that. People kill themselves for being in that much debt. People .. ahh chuck it was getting too melodromatic and god do I hate Ekta Kapoor.
I am going to stop playing WoW till my exams finish. Life with WoW is good and busy, but sometimes you just need to rest. Take a break that is. I now have more time to read, blog and study. I have done insane things while WoWing. Not had my meals (or persuading guys to stuff my mouth with eggs), wasted a lot of money in the cyber-cafe when I used to get high latency in the hostel, dream about WoW and what not. Actually there is nothing wrong with dreaming about, but then my dreaming space rather be booked by Drew Barrymore and that HOT chic in Grey’s Anatomy ( the one who roams around the bathroom in panties). So much better than that monster boss who just got pawned by my world highest Shadow Bolt crit. So asked my friend to change my account password and give it to me after exams.
Started watching Grey’s Anatomy lately. Finished the first season yesterday and should be done with the next by tomorrow. Soon I will be looking for other things to pass my life with. Happy were the days when the only things that you cared about was which fruits will be there for breakfast or whether or not would you get a bicycle for your birthday. A line kinda taken from the series.
Without WoW life is back on the real track. Where the train keeps chugging amid those periodic jerks. Though the other was a high speed lane, where things were a blur. Gotta go. My stinking socks not so subtly reminding me that I gotta go and do my laundry. I think I shall by blogging regularly.
Yah la.