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Part 3

The following is an extract from the random un post-able blog posts that i often write for no apparent reason. I'm actually gonna go ahead and post this one, to express my freedom to write absolute crap on this blog, as its MY blog.
*sadistic smile* :) *sadistic smile*

Someday in the remote past, that i dun recall:

Argh! ... M like SO bored, got a test day after, homework to do for tomorrow, but you know, jus this weird exhaustion from like stuff.

Oh & its like fun bein vague(speakin of which, I think my bar for what qualifies as fun has been lowered abysmally. It now includes lighting matchsticks, starin at lizards, hitting random stuff wid newspaper folds & writin just about anythin that comes to mind, although I wonder if I am havin fun right now ... Well its somethin of a way to kill time really, neway) yeah, so yeah ...

I just wanted to point out to you the fact that I haven't posted anythin in a while. (that it may be obvious never crossed my mind. Wel, it did, but i didn wanna let stuff like that deter me frm doin what i wanted to, & yeah, that very distinctly is what 'blah blah' would probably sound like) I did not know that it was humanly possible to get so bored...zzzzzzzz , nah, I haven't actually fallen asleep. Although frankly, I don't figure why zzz should mean sleep at all...

I have so totally mastered the art of sayin nothin in so many words. I should probably be a speech writer...


PS- Even though, i essentially and undoubtedly do write for myself, i wanna thank you guys, for readin it, n ur insights into it. It made my days here in kota fairer, and helped me keep a sense of connection to the rest of the world.

so all my love n thanks to
The spinnin arrow- *communicates telepathically* :P
The smelly cat- for not gettin bored. N constantly tellin me to send her an alert for a new post, even when i almost felt chape doin it.
The girl in ode to a friend- read the poem again. :P
My matronly awesome friend - u rock. N thanks for badgerin me to study. I owe thee one more chocolate. Not. :P
My ex- who was a major support in the beginnin, n did read uptil Bansal classes i know, n jus is cool(have obv not talked to u for long. :P)

Pappu- the 1st of kin to read. :P

and the latest addition,

The damsel in distress-
Who gave the juiciest complements i could ask for. :P

all you guys, and anyone else who may have read(hehe pushin a bit far aren't i?) thanks.

and au revoir.

i'll be back fo sho.

PS- Wish me luck for the entrances. No, seriously do.

Comments

blog.sahil.me said…
Dude. That post. Have you posted it before? Or maybe you read it out to me or something? It sounds really familiar :/

And thanks bro. Keep posting :P And come back jaldi :P
blog.sahil.me said…
@sam: Ah, I thought so =P
A said…
Haha! <3 !

Your Independence Day is round the corner!

xD
Espèra said…
Hey. Best of luck! Which all exams are you giving?
Sam said…
@ Espera: oh, n i didn kno u read this blog too! wulda thankd u varna too! :P hehe thanks neway! :P
blog.sahil.me said…
Nice quote up top there haha :P
Sam said…
Its my about me on fbook. :P
Espèra said…
You didn't tell me which exams you're giving! :|
Sam said…
oye, m givin aieee, iit, bits, vit, n some more, but a large part is coverd in aieee so yeaa!!
blog.sahil.me said…
You're giving VIT and not MIT? Why?
Sam said…
I dunno why... I should?
Espèra said…
You've pretty much got all options covered, haven't you? :)

Yea, I'm just giving aieee, jee n bits cuz all the good colleges are covered there.

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