Third year English is not going to be a piece of cake. I've always know that with my course, its always advisable to question conventions. But this year, its literally down to re-defining conventions like tragedy and comedy... gathering comparitively newer perspectives... and I'm loving it! Here's the catch: the more challenging the course gets, the more I love it... only I'm so fucking lazy, I never make my love for the subject evident in my answers. My answers always end up being mediocre.
Ah, well. Need to work on that this year. I'm finally going for Kung-fu Panda tomorrow. I have a strong feeling the results are going to be out when I least expect it. This time, I just want to get it done with. I know I'm going to do well the coming year, hopefully I'll be able to put last year behind me.
Sigh, it's so surprising how I no longer am waiting. How I've realised that all my whining is temporary, and actually, I cannot deal with a relationship right now. Like today, I was super moody. NO reason! Just bang, and everything pissed me off. Everything single thing. And very few, make that about 2 or 3, can deal with me. The whole of me. And that's a pretty scary thought. What's nice, though, is I now know how to handle it and not scapegoat it with PMS.
It's my last year. Okay, I'm officially not going to blog about this.
Moving on, yesterday I realised that its so easy for me and Sh to categorise people. Like today a new teacher entered class... and she was soo Malu. Dark-ish, specks, semi-american accent, delicious lips, stern. Similarly, we've categorised so many people under multiple categories. It's funny because I don't believe in streotypes. I guess because of my caution of stereotyping, I'm better with acknowledging it.
Relatives over: have got money, chocolates, make up and clothes!
P.s- still moody. Realised that I can get piglike fat and still be breathtakingly beautiful :) I'm just something else.
11 comments:
Results..I remember mine always used to come at a time when i thought i was having THE perfect day(or it seemed like that at least.
You know the more you think you're not into believing something, the more you start noticing it around you...like with the stereotypes.
Have a nice weekend!! Enjoy the movie..
"It's my last year. Okay, I'm officially not going to blog about this."
hahahahahaaaaaaaaa....sheesh...we're in such major denial...dont bother trying to deny the denial....dumdadumdum....its 8 .28 and im screwed ..forgot to read bout postcolonialism bla bla. now what? oh.nothing. guess i wont see you in college today!
enjoii zii movie. have stuff to tell you so pshhh. (buzz buzz)
*prances away*
I love mallu-skin...so...healthy...it's all that fish, i reckon...if only i could get around to likin it........*starts thinkin*
pssssttt...i knw what i wrote up there was totallllyyyy irrelevant..just felt like it ;)
final year English honours is something that I so totally tripped on...helluva tuf, but whaddaheck...wacko reads!!when you are done, you would realise, you are one of the Martyrs of DU...
sadly Martyr is a challenged word...because no one "honours" the dead here....
Scribblers Inc.
P.S.-Mallu skin??!!?
Kenny: The movie was fab! Thanks for the wishes.
Pugsie: your phone's giving stupid network problems!
Preeti: there's something about that choco skin right???
ooh, are you a veggie?
Scribblers: thanks for scaring me!
**Speed of Sound, Friday 18th July, 4th Para, 2nd Line. Attempting to use for communication, please wait.
Moving on, just now I realised that its so easy for me and myself to categorise bloggers. Like today that addictive blog I stumbled upon yet again... and she was soo piglike fat. Literary genius, intellectually enlightening, semi-pedantic, deliciously deep eyes, breathtakingly beautiful. Similarly, I've categorised so many bloggers under multiple categories. It's funny because I don't believe in blog-personalities. I guess because of my caution of lost identity, I'm better without acknowledging it.
pardon the anonymity.
The news in the grapevine is you are in mourning cauze you flunked all your exams. A press release, accepting or denying this, would be in order.
No way! Veggie is an insult to me..! Remember the pepperoni connection we had??? hehe...well, im just not too fond of fish...i can have it fried or grilled with lotta masala...but normally...uhmm...no!
Anonymous: :D no point asking you to reveal no?
Wicked: I'm too lazy now that college has started so, i shall write soon. Aww, you miss my blog.
Preeti: Oooh, yeah. I'm okay with fish though.. and yes, its sooo much better with masala! everythign is!
Yeah. It's like a bad habit. I am trying to shake it off. There must be a masochistic streak in me that makes come and read the brain-numbingly boring things you write about. Every time I read one of your post I feel like putting my fingers through my eye sockets till my eye balls get get busted with a pop (or, even a "whoa") sound.
(See statuary warning in next post)
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