I was just watching tv and tweeting about how lack of alcohol has weakened my brain cells and right then my cousin shows up with a bottle of brandy, we drank, came home watched tv, then R1 calls and asks me to check hw much i transfered him.. so thats basically the reason why i m on pc. I generally dont start my pc when i m drunk, because its so fucking boring, thats the simple reason, and since i have started i decided i will blog about something, so that i can check tomorrow if there is any difference in my writing when i m drunk.. so thats it..
hmm.. not pretty sure what to write about, well after a long time logged into gtalk, i had given up chatting a long time back, reason? i used to fall in love with whoever i chatted with, yeh thats an annoying problem, and since i dont think love to be a positive thing i avoid chatting in first place. Chatted with R1 and T, it was good to chat with T after a long time, R1 is in constant touch via phone (which i apparently dont like). So we chatted about normal stuffs, since i came here.. the small group that was functioning there broke up, nobody meets anyone anymore.. There is no sabha at krishna’s, and none of them meet each other, i had a good feeling knowing that actually i was the glue that kept all these people connected, my dislocation from there has caused significant changes.
My wood pecker has now grown into a full bird, its sweet and makes different kind of sounds. beechara. I didnt name it, there is a saying in africa that once you name any one it become your responsibility, and i kinda believe in that, so i never name anyone, will wait till my sister comes and names it, she is good at naming anyway… these loveria type people can often comeup with some cute names i guess.
yeh i know i had expressed doubts about the viability of this blog last time, but u see, i m addicted, even thou i feel boring to write shit, i still write.. thats what creators do, they create things, they create content.
and… weird that chhaya is dead, that girl would have said something negative about this post, weird girl she was always trying to find fault with my posts, so friendspark floats in cyberspace without an owner, and of all the members only vici and i are somewhat active, and i think somehow i will manage to stay active.. thou not much sure about vici,,
Yeh i m sure i sound like drunk, but i m not actually drunk, only opioids makes me loose my mind, i m just acting to be drunk, i m just giving the post a flow of a drunk person.
and.. i m tired of being garib, why the hell i dont get rich..i dont know why but i kinda know that i will be rich one day, every entrepreneur works only to get rich, there are no other reasons or goals. I just want to be rich because i want to have fun.. i believe i can have more fun after being rich..
now i will talk about love..
just joking, if i write about love there wont be any way to prove that i was acting drunk, and you people will think that i m actually drunk.