Showing posts with label sleepy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sleepy. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Wide Awake And Addicted.

You're on holiday in a country half way around the world from your home town. There is an eight hour time difference. The flight back home is 17 hours long. You land real early in the morning, around 1 AM. HOW THE F**K DO YOU WAKE UP TO MAKE HELPLESS CHILDREN STUDY AT 6:30 AM TILL 10 AM?!
The first thing that pops into my mind as an answer- drugs like caffiene, in this case. Lots and lots of drugs. Determination and willpower to help your students study and get good grades comes later, much later.
Drugs make the world go round, literally. If you're sick, take drugs. If you're not sick, continue taking them. If you're famous, take drugs. If you want to be famous, take drugs. Slut.
The person I'm referring to, has influenced the URL of this blog. Great guy.
Seems to(o) easy, but heh, difficult only.
He is like the Greek God Hypnos, the God of sleep.

I don't like being in the vincity of completely conscious people when I'm fighting the pull of the Land of Nod. Such people, make me sleepy. Their consciousness surrounds them like an aura and brings sleep to those around them. Such selfish monsters.

My hair smells like gherdfigbhld.. WAOH! I JUST DOZED OFF ON THE KEYBOARD! WICKED!

Saturday, August 13, 2011

It happens for good.


Dear Readers

How have you been doing?

I’m sleepy.

Did you miss me? Even if you say no, I’m taking it as a yes because I know you did. No point denying it, you’ll have better luck trying to convince your chuddy-buddies that you don’t like that girl in your building. I always end up blabbing about a girl, don’t I?

I didn’t post yesterday for two reasons, firstly to teach you the art of being patient. See, I’m a good guy.
Secondly, I didn’t have time. I didn’t have time to notice good looking people on my way home from SAT class. I was THAT busy.

Some of you future IITians will rubbish me. Okay, I wasn’t THAT busy.

Sehwag got a King Pair. I might very well be dead, if I wasn’t THAT busy. Cook played like a true boss and got out like a true Indian. I heard this on T.V - “It was a mountainous inning with no peak” or something like that, I liked it. Experts of the game may be tired of Sehwag’s batting performance and India’s fail no.1 ranking, I don’t blame them. I have my own theory, I believe what Ranbir says is true, Indian batsmen aren’t performing because the dressing room is in the wrong location. Curse you English architects.

Very soon, I won’t have time to think on such ^ interesting topics. Soon, I’ll complete high school, wear a robe kind of thing which will undoubtedly make me feel like Harry, and I may even get my wand to the graduation ceremony. Soon, I’ll have to make important decisions which will affect my life. My brain feels funny when I think about my future. Does yours? No? Get a life.

It’s a harsh and unforgiving life out there. I can’t make decisions; I’m scared of the “What If” and hence of failing. Maybe it’s because I haven’t had a high success rates in decision making, because of which, I don’t become captain of the gully cricket team. I kinda like it when some decisions are imposed on me, there’s no way out. I can’t even order food in a restaurant! There is so much to choose from. Damn.

I’ll have to just go with the flow.
"Whatever happens happens for good".
I like that ^ saying. Makes life easier. It makes my future destiny’s mistake. Bleh.

Happy Rakshabandan sisters. No, I’m not distributing gifts or Cadbury celebrations like that guy on TV.