Over the past few months I forgot I had a blog which I have to write on (like other people do their laundry on their blogs). I even forgot about Twitter and sat there staring into nothingness as my thumbs twitched fiercely everytime something happened which I wanted to 'talk' about.
Don't make the mistake of thinking that for these days I had a life. My life was just as lame as it was and is. I read some cool books though and that was good. I was procrastinating Twitter, I had forgotten the blog.
Twitter had become the summer home you think about visting the entire summer but by the time you get ready, its winter. Its a weird relationship though- me and Twitter.
And talking about forgetfulness, you have no idea of the extent of this insane 'quality' in me. If I am watching TV and an advertisement pops up, two products later I won't even remember what show I was watching. And if I change the channel, the show is lost forever.
If I am asked to get ice cream from a frig and I see a chocolate there, then I'll sit beside the refrigerator till you come there and scold me. Its true. I am just too absent-minded.
Ofcourse I have a nagging feeling in the back of my head that I am missing something out. But just like the Remembrance Ball (I dont remember the exact term for it) that Neville Longbottom is given by his grandma in Harry Potter and the Philosopher's/Sorcerer's stone, the itch tells me that I forget something but doesn't help me in remembering What.
I hope that I never set my house on fire because that would mean all my books would be gone and oh, I think I forget something. Could it be the people on fire in my living room? Naah, must be something else.
And don't get me started about procrastination. I let my phone's battery fall to a bare minimum even though the charger is at arm's length just because. I stay hungry all day, planning that i'll eat food when time comes.
This is a very very bad habit and I should, I must put an end to this. I'll start tomorrow.
Don't make the mistake of thinking that for these days I had a life. My life was just as lame as it was and is. I read some cool books though and that was good. I was procrastinating Twitter, I had forgotten the blog.
Twitter had become the summer home you think about visting the entire summer but by the time you get ready, its winter. Its a weird relationship though- me and Twitter.
And talking about forgetfulness, you have no idea of the extent of this insane 'quality' in me. If I am watching TV and an advertisement pops up, two products later I won't even remember what show I was watching. And if I change the channel, the show is lost forever.
If I am asked to get ice cream from a frig and I see a chocolate there, then I'll sit beside the refrigerator till you come there and scold me. Its true. I am just too absent-minded.
Ofcourse I have a nagging feeling in the back of my head that I am missing something out. But just like the Remembrance Ball (I dont remember the exact term for it) that Neville Longbottom is given by his grandma in Harry Potter and the Philosopher's/Sorcerer's stone, the itch tells me that I forget something but doesn't help me in remembering What.
I hope that I never set my house on fire because that would mean all my books would be gone and oh, I think I forget something. Could it be the people on fire in my living room? Naah, must be something else.
And don't get me started about procrastination. I let my phone's battery fall to a bare minimum even though the charger is at arm's length just because. I stay hungry all day, planning that i'll eat food when time comes.
This is a very very bad habit and I should, I must put an end to this. I'll start tomorrow.
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