A twisted world

Sms-ing.
Is that even a proper word ?
I have no clue. Don’t even want to find out.
But one thing I surely do know – it’s my saving grace.
I keep in touch with everyone all the time.

Its jus so damn useful that I don know why my dad goes mad, when I sms or msg in front of him. He says I look like some sort of alien creature – bent over my mobile, head down, fingers moving faster than he can see and all accompanied by that irritating, click… click… clickclickclick… clickclick.

Well I suppose… looking at it from an objective point of view – it probably is kinda irritating. But I really don think I can survive without my phone. Another thing is that it has improved my typing speed on the keyboard. I think its got to do with faster brain to finger co-ordination.

Today has been a day of mixed feelings, emotions and happenings.

First…
I was supposed to go to college late. I wasn’t feeling well and was sleeping late. Then I realise that the faint dream like ache in my middle was not just a numb nerve… my stomach was friggin hurting so bad I could’t get up. Literally. Could not stand up. It was apparently the result of some strong antibiotics which were supposed to have cured my cough by morning.

So I decide not to go to college. Then I remember all my responsibilities and duties, groan… but still don’t go…
Go thru some seriously nerve racking freaks inflicted on me by my friends at coll. We haven’t submitted this assignment, we’re gonna get screwed for that. You would think that my already-heavily-tried nerves should be used to my hyper-ness.

Anyway, after all that,
I realise, that my sister was home, from the sudden bawling in the other room. Sudden peace prompts me to go see what my frightful sibling is upto. She is biting something blue and white and staring hypnotised at the tv. Curiously, I look at her, my eyes zooming in onto the thing she’s biting and … It’s a Livestrong band!!! What can be more surprising than that. And irritating too. When mine is no longer in one piece. I mean, she doesn’t know what it is, doesn’t understand the concept, has her teeth around it, and it doesn’t even fit her!!! … lol… then I see mummy coming, so I retire to my room, not before noticing something else… well !!! Wouldn’t you know it!!! guess who laughed at my stupidity and idiotic fashion sense in wearing a single anklet on one leg alone two weeks ago, and is at this very moment doing the same thing? Ya you’re right… (Anyway, the difference between us lies in the style. You see, mine is a cute bead thing that comes single, whereas hers, I would love to bet a million dollars, is half of a silver pair that looks good only together…)

Ha ha ha!!! Now, that is what I call ‘imitation’ or do I mean ‘hypocrisy’?
Oh!!! What will I do with all these fan followers of mine?
Ok. You don have to give that huge collective groan. I know my limits.

Whatever…So when I start thinking my life is upside down, and call up to forewarn my friend, M, that I will die of boredom, she updates me on what’s been happening in college and thankfully all the assignment problems have been postponed, successfully to a hopefully distant tomorrow. (I often end up contemplating when the fuse is going to burn out, and everything – all my mistakes, my procrastinations, my wrongdoings, basically – will just blow up in my face)

Then as I settle down to browse through some other blogs (a nice habit which is growing on me), ya. You guessed it. A message. From M. And what does it say?
“V is here”
Well… wasn’t that enough to make my day? (sorry M, that you had to be the bearer of bad news, and that I rave and rant the way I do and that you have to listen to all my bull shit. Sorry, and thanks, babe. How do you put up with me ?)

For those of you who haven’t caught on yet, V happens to be my ex. Ha ha.
Now you must be wondering why I’m ranting about this, that it’s a good thing I’m not there where he is.
Look. I’m not perfect. (Why should I be?) like any other dump-ee, I feel the urge to run into him someday somewhere and make him realise that I’m doing perfectly good without him.
Does this mean that I am not over him? - no. I am.
Does this mean that I am still mad at him? – of course, I am.
What is worse is that he apparently did see me once and I didn’t even notice him. Hah! I do not regret that except for the fact that I actually didn’t notice him and therefore have been derived of the pleasure of ignoring him. (To all my concerned and long suffering friends, don’t stone me, I will not refer to him or his doings hereafter.)

Anyway coming to the climax of the day, just as I had decided that it was pretty much a darned lousy day, something unexpectedly nice happens to me.

If you look back, and think, or read as the case maybe, I had mentioned a friend – a good friend who I had a fight with, which was never resolved. Well, we were not on talking terms, and I felt so guilty about the whole thing, and missed her a LOT. Well, she msged me today. I am so happy about it. I cannot expect things to go back to how they were, but I can’t stop myself from hoping. P- if you are reading this… please forget all the shit I said. I’m very sorry. It won’t happen again.

So basically today was a melange of bad and nice. And while the nicest of them all, is still in my memory, and before anything bad can happen (considering its only 3 in the afternoon, that is quite possible), I’m going to stop. For once, on a good note.

I have got some errands to run, by the way.
Hope you had a nice day too.

Toodles.
Ciao.
Siyanora.
Bye.

PS – the other blog, by the way has been deleted. So there!!!