THISISmydance.

Wednesday, August 9

It's staggering how someone you've accepted as a friend albeit the fact people still warn you of their intentions. It's stunning how they can stab knives into your friend's back. To proclaim they've got the whole package is just retarded. Puuhhhllleeeaaasseeee, if you've got the whole package then if I may ask, where the hell is you're damn character. You ARE shallow. As shallow as a toddler pool. God, you gotta get over yourself. Do YOURSELF some good.

And to that certain someone, you know who you are. I love her more than she'll ever know. To most people, she's an angel. So to hell with what you say cause SHE'S GOT THE WHOLE PACKAGE. She's got the heart of a saint. A mind of a wiseman. A soul of goodwill. She'll never look down on you. She'll never forsake you. She'll hide her feelings only to realise she can't take it anymore. She's the kind worth keeping. She's the kind you'd wanna take home and place in your poly pocket mansion for safe-keeping. She's the kind you'd never want to lose. She'll be your pillar. She'll never let you fall.

She an extrovert. The type you'd just die for. She'll make you cry just describing her cause you know for a fact that she's indescribable. She's beyond description. Beyond words. She's more beautiful than any other that I'll ever know. She's a doll.

& I love her just the way she is and no one can ever think otherwise.

To hell with you, get over your damn perfect self then realise how come you haven't got as many true friends as anyone else does. I bet even Hitler had a dozen more than you do. May he Rest In Peace.

How many special people change
How many lives we live are strange

Someday you will find me
caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky.

So Mum's finally coming back on Thursday Night. National Day Celebs at school were shit. Hell No am I going to elaborate.

Today was pretty alright. Woke up real early for no rhyme or reason. Seven-thirty in the morning on a holiday is an Unthought Rarity. Hah. But I realised I got more things done than ever. Felt great.

Rakhi-cum-lunch at Aunt Rajni's place. Went pretty well. It's been quite a while since we've been reaquainted with our unimaginably hectic lives. So it was tying of Rakhis then Appitizers then a little performance then chit-chatting and catching up. Then came lunch. Then played soccer at the foyer. I scored 5 goals. Whoohooo! Hahah. Then was kiddy-time. Played for them random songs on the guitar. Mind you, I can't play it for nuts. So you could've imagined the state I was in. Hahah. Debuted my Lalalala Song and Blank.

Pretty exhausted now. Skipped dinner at my Grandma's place. Was having a gienormous head-ache. Guess I better get some work done before the holiday get's over then I'd brood over the fact that I'm a pathetic, un-productive imbecile.

Look in my eyes, what do you see
The Cult of Personality.

din