HELP THEM FIND A HOME PLZ:

My dad is throwing away my stuff again.
He loves doing that.
Cleaning up ie.
This time it's all my study notebooks.
the end pages of which are filled with all the doodles I made during all those lectures.
I secretly tore them out and kept them safe.
They're safe for the time being.
But if he finds them, they're going straight to the wastebin.
So if you think you can find a better home, a refuge, for these orphaned pages,
please please contact me.
YOU can make a difference.
YOU can change things.
Do the right thing.

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Back

Good evening, true believers,
I'm back to working entire nights.
The temperature just won't go down and I don't like this.
But nights are better than days anyway.
And this time I'll be doing PRODUCTIVE stuff during nights instead of whiling away my time like the jobless retard I am/used to be.
That would be all.
For now.

I need Help

It's midnight now.
I need help.
I do.
It's hot.
Terribly hot.
The room door is closed.
So are the windows.
And the curtains are pulled. They always stay that way.
The windows are always closed.
It's midnight now and my clocks show 1:45 AM,12:51 AM,12:40 AM.
They always stay that way.
It's terribly hot.
I'm sitting here sweating.
The fan's off.
I like the silence.
But it's hot.
I like the silence.
I try to enjoy it.
The mosquitoes won't let me.
I think I hear a fly buzzing against the window.
It wants to get out.
Maybe I do too.
No, I don't.
I need help.
My eyes are burning.
I haven't slept properly in ages.
I don't have dreams.
I have nightmares.
Every single time.
It stays that way.
My feet are numbing.
It's the pain again.
It stays that way.
My head is reeling.
It stays that way.
I'm drowning.
It stays that way.
It stays
that
way.

....

11:40 PM,
So here I was coming out of the lift on my floor, when there was this loud thud on the door beside.
I was startled for a second and the moment I lifted my foot to move ahead across the corridor to my flat there another loud thud.
then again.
Then from inside this kid's voice screamed in hindi "open the door! open the door!"
I stared at the door.
I was baffled about what to do.
I'm stupid, I know.
the shouting stopped.
I walked past and rang the bell to my flat.
I went back again.
No shouting or screaming this time.
I stared blankly.
I stood there for a while.
the child's voice echoed in my head.
I went back home.
I went back to comfort.

Lawriet is free.

Yes people,
after a duration of approximately one month,2 weeks,3days,and 14 hours(You know I just made that up don't you?), I have finally set Lawriet free.
Yes, Lawriet my pet praying mantis.
Now I'm

happy
sad
happy
angry
sad

devoid of any emotions at the moment.
Woohoo(?)


So all you animal-rights activists can shove that smug smile up your you-know-what.
I don't have anything against animal-rights activists.

About why my blog's name is so.

Since you are so irrevocably jobless that you've been brought down to reading this in the first place(and won't stop even after you realised i just criticised you)
let's start by why I titled my blog thus.
The answer is simple:
it's to throw you off from thinking that you've discovered anything at all about my thinking about you understanding anything relevant at all.
At all.

(note: don't read the above lines in case of random fits of stupidity and baseless contempt)
Wow.
I think that was a marvelous begining. And if THAT doesn't make you come back itching for more, then I'm sorry to say that you're merely human.
Pfft.

(Fact: Sentences shouldn't begin with an and. Throw me in prison now)