Wednesday 25 September 2013

Being Me.

I'm happy in my own shoes, I love being Me. I wait for Friday nights, I like curling up with a book, I cannot me more content than I am when I'm in the bathtub, I am lazy (I could spend my whole day in bed!), I can't wait to get babies of my own (Weird right?), I'm a sucker for sex, I love telling people(Guys;) that I jog(No, I actually do), I think a LOT... I'm pretty messed up. But then who is not? Everybody has issues, but I'll tell you a secret. There is a lot to be miserable and sad for but again there's so much more to be grateful and happy for. Live your life. It's the only one you got. I got it...**Enough preaching**

Life sucks sometimes more and more so as you grow up. Taking responsibility for your karma is a bitch. I got thrown outta class this morning for not being in uniform. I know lame, lamer still... I forgot it was a uniform day! I stormed out cursing. I was made to go home and change!!
Have you wished you could be a kid again? I mean who cares about clothes as long as you're wearing 'em! but Hell yeah, I do wear the good ones

Well now, I guess that's enough of  Me. I'm just navigating around trying to know who I really am. you know how difficult that can be right? That's all for today folks! Ciao


Wednesday 18 September 2013

First times and Foreplays.

Hello darlings!

I'm here writing away as the time rushes past and my phone *beeps* with the incoming messages! I'm a college girl from India and try to fit in the everyday humdrum of life. You'd understand the phrase 'fit in' if clumsiness was bestowed upon you with such generosity by Mr. God and/or you are stuck with the whole disarray of bitches, birdbrains, weirdos, bitches, assholes and more Bitches.

I can count the number of boyfriends I had on my fingers(Thank Heavens!) and crushes come and go just as often as the electricity cuts in India. In fact I took to writing because my first boyfriend wrote and we kept trying to impress each other with all the cringe-worthy-gooey-mushiness only human beings are capable of creating(talk of losing your brains in love). But jokes apart, he got me into writing and now I think it's become a big part of me!

That's all for now I suppose,  seriously think my phone will fuckin' burst if I don't check it now!

Ciao

ME