Revelations Part 1

Well, it's been sum time. The event of the year has come to an end. Feels rather like an anticlimax. Since the last time, certain things have becum very clear. Things i wonder how i cud hav missed in the first place. But there's no time for those now. All a matter of days.
Have agreed to move on one condition: A dog. So at first, i decided i want a big, lethal, fast black dog. Easier said than done. Now I have a name for the dog but no dog. Something tells me I'll have to settle for a little less than what I'm expecting. Call it inituition.
Have seen lotsa chick flicks. The first one 27 dresses. Infuriated me no end. Why would any sane gal fall for her drop dead when u see him boss when a drop dead gorgeous guy is hanging around. The idea is ludicrous. The second one was way better. In fact, i catch myself twirling and singing" Somewhere over the rainbow..." . It's pretty old too. You've got mail. But get this, Mom thinks I walk like Meg Ryan, who does'nt walk but she waddles. No way, Whosane. Anyways, it was what Darla would call awfully romantical.
Have pestered Dad into buying the Feluda series . And it does'nt help that both he and achu call it Falooda. The nerve! But anyway, it's not my job casting pearls before swine, metaphorically speaking of course.
Am totally into this anime called God Save Our King. It accepts homosexuality as a matter of course. The saving grace is that all the guys are ultra-hot. So, no prizes for guessing who's watching it every day.
Sum sorta programme is cumin up in the colony and I will have to sit thru a volley of people with no apparent singing skills sing their tortuous way through everyone's hate filled glares. Then, more people will dance their way through the above, As for me, I'm going only fot, u got it, the food.
On another note, I'm surprised how people turn out to be so different from what they seem. It's like Beauty and The Beast. It's hard not to feel bitter about the whole business. Have ventured out into real world, don't like it, will go back to books. Meanwhile, as Meg Ryan says, there is always the dream of someone else. Ciao.