It was upon that moment that I came to the conclusion that randomness was crucial and important to my well being. From that particular moment onwards, I became a creature of ultimate unpredictability and I think I have even developed an air of flippancy.

:/

Disastrous at many points. But absolutely delightful at others.

Reading my old msn convos, I found myself able to follow my train of thought without much difficulty until my old self suddenly started shouting things like

TYRANNOSAUR

EAT YOU

RAWWRRRRR

NOMNOMNOMNOMNOM.

>.>

I would love a person like that.

Though it means I've become a lot more sober in the past few months.

Hopefully I'll return back to normal the moment my exams are done to hell with.

But in any case. Unpredictability- Achieved.

Mission Accomplished.

Just another starstruck (see above for evidence*) wanderer trying to find his way in this horribly confusing and sometimes messed up world.

This space as you might have realised is for my own venting. It's where I talk, to myself. To the universe. It's where I don't lie. Much. Chances are you won't get more truth out of me than these few billion pages of angst.

My life isn't that bad. Sometimes. The good parts just usually end up being the blank dates in between the posts you see. So yes, just to practice my math and to cheer myself up a little, the number of posts is inversely proportional to my mental wellbeing. Yes that counts as math with me.

And despite the wry smile on my face and the grin I can imagine on yours, I'm still rather sombre.

I promise you I'm sunny somedays. Stick around. You never know what you may learn.

*hint may or may not be in big black font at the top of the page.