What happens next...
And so I am back to my blog when everything seems to have turned away from me and I have nothing to do. I love updating statuses on Facebook, but I hate admitting to the somewhat 200 friends I have on FB that I am having a bad time. I somehow like to project only cooler things on facebook- I admit, I'm a big flaunter.
Well, I'm not typically in a worst case scenario right now but I'm also not exactly happy.
- Away from family
- Missing the festivals (this is not a worthy point to be in this list though, n yet its no. #2)
- Unemployed and Cashless
- Stuck in London (which still means that I hate this city)
- The most expensive city
- Wanting to go back but have no effin clue why I am still here.
- Staying in a crappppppppppy house, with the crappiest of people
- Well, this could be an infinite list.
Facebook has become my only sense of social interaction these days with Farmville and Cafe World doing up a bit to keep me "involved". I sit in my box room the rest of the time and watch random shit on my laptop, which I am assuming would crash any day (touchwood!).
I sometimes wonder, Am I a bad person? I talk to myself some days and figure out things I have done in the past, do they really make a difference for your future? Does Karma really work? There are so many people I know who are successful and HAPPY in their life, and get everything they want, just like that! why??? HOW??? WHY?? I know cursing them won't help really but I need clarification.
I called up Sahil a few hours ago and told him about my stupid interview in London and he was like Awww don't cry don't be sad. I wasn't crying and neither was I sad. For the first time in my life I think I might've showed him that "I CAN take shit!" attitude of mine. I told him what'll happen if I cry, no ones going to come running up with a job for me. The whole world is trying so I'll join em and TRY.
I am tired of trying. And I am not even anticipating on what happens next!
bleeaurghhh!!!!
