And so ends C2, but here comes M1, I can't believe I flunked the first M1 paper. Now when I do it for the second time it so happens to be damn easy. But theres a lot to study, still a bit scratchy. The rest of the time should be given to it man, priority is priority, now as soon as I get off blogger im gonna hit the books. Well easier said than done.
Hmm. SLMUN Exco meeting. Honestly I thought this time SLMUN, is going to be messy and unprofessional, cause heck everybody who showed up for an interview got selected. But now I realize that there are people out there, who needs a little push and they go all out on it. Meeting was okay-ish, NOTHING compared to our COMUN meetings though. In those meetings we just have plain fun, and somehow get the job done as well, and personally I'm more than looking forward to COMUN this time. I met Rukshi today, and she was wearing something that resembled her blue jersey, Yes it was her blue jersey. The jersey she wore when we had our first dance. Sentimental enough? But hey I get stuff into my mind, I get stuff out of my mind. I've actually learned to master that process. No Oshi, I am not going against my conscious and trying to sound better off. Hehe. Anyway I also met Reema after a long time today and it was so good to see her back. I don't know why? And had a little chat with Dimbrain, fingers crossed if he can work things out and talk it out.
Then comes the big revelation. After reading it I just felt so knocked off the ground. I have known only half of everything, and hey I cant really say it's my fault. People don't speak up, then how am I supposed to know. I now know the pain you've been through and I wished I could have always been your friend, to let you lean your head on my shoulder but for a fact I know you don't need that. Your circumstances have made you one of the toughest girls I've crossed paths with. But now I feel that I'm a bad reader of people. I am actually. I should learn the art. But can you? I'm so sorry but what can I do, rather than fight my conscious, I don't wanna do that, cause I don't have anything to protect me from the .44 magnum that my conscious is pointing right at my face! But it just leaves me in this thought void again, maybe it's an excuse to go sleep. I can't decode.
Can I be Cal Lightman for a day. Please?

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