Sheer Luck

Miss attitude was my neighbour back in those days when i was in school. I never knew it. when i went to university, i came to know that this is the thing. she was great being a friend. Then eventually i came across miss extrovert who was a couzine + classmate of miss attitude....wow ! Both of them were great for a company and i had the most weirdest of laughs along them and all the fun that we three had together was amazing. As for now, miss attitude left her old place and moved to the other side of the city...(the top notch area ? ) so she no longer is my neighbour. but ever since we've changed places, i've been missing her too much. i had somebody to confide into that i dont have anymore... who can actually call 5 times a day talking about things that are either too idiotic or maybe not that important to be discussed over a specially made call. anyways..... now that miss extrovert knows that she is the only one around, i somehow depend on her for company elsewhere. it was not...

I swear I would have done anything at all if once I had been given a choice to re-arrange our trip to China. I would’ve cancelled it altogether. Going to a place like that where you don’t have many choices for enjoying, especially when you hate the short feminine looking creatures they supposedly call “men”. How can somebody enjoy on a place where you don’t have anything to eat? Thanks to the 2 dozen tins of cooked food we took to Beijing with us. Otherwise we would have starved like anything. And yeah, not to forget that the only good thing about the trip was the stay at the Holiday Inn Central, where along with the luxurious stay in the rooms, we also enjoyed the pleasures of having breakfast every morning ; the breakfast which happened to be our savior for the whole trip. But you see, I cannot be so selfish when it comes to praising the place. I also had the pleasures of shopping on my trip although it seemed revengeful to me, as if I was buying stuff because I couldn’t enjoy the p...

I can't believe i'm writing again. I had lost the love for writing just because all i had in my mind, i had already written it. And after knowing that im no more left with anything to say, i had assumed that as my end. But yet again, im correcting myself. for you see, life never ends on one thing, it brings new experiances and you feel like thinking over it again and again... you somehow feel motivated enough to talk about it and sometimes your thinking goes out beyond the actual facts. Somebody once told me that finding emotions at this moment looks way too hard when cyberspace is everything but real. Its more or less correct though. But then, miracles do happen...And im sure it would....