stort of someone elses life :this part is called does it matter

as the night set in .ever so slowly...i couldnt help but feel suffocated..the still of the night really made wanna breathe again
freash.
it was dark and cold night...i walked down..the flight of stairs in the abandoned building..not really abandoned it had been my home for more than a year now...a year is it..lost track of time....
nothing worked..it was a hell hole...
in the past so many months ive learnt many things...
how to steal ..how to kill and most importantly how not to feel any more...
i strolled along the streets..the night was turning colder and my heart was racing jus tht much faster...
there was this inexplicable lull of immaculate noise...
it was leading to something..something big...

damn it

damn it damn it damn it
im so sorry blog happy belated birthday..
may 26th..damn so sorry i forgot

buga boo

as my holidays moves along with painful ease..
its finally hit me..and its hit me good..i need to get into college..yes ive already got manipal..but somehow i still feel incomplete ,like i could have done more...
so loyola results await..xaviers yet to fill..time passes with simplicity..yet painfully
not as painfull as hitting a brick wall whilst travelling at break neck speeds
painfull as it would be if your back itches and you couldnt reach it.not painful as if someone's heart to be broken.. its painful as in u just missed to 1 o clock train by a minute
..everything is just drifting ,unconciously with great effort avoiding the cacophony of my thoughts..
its jus moving along

i will remember these early days of june 2007 not for the beautiful breeze..or the aerosmith concert or my trip to bangalore..ill remember this early days of june 2007 for the time it took..

for the time it took..
the time it took...
time...
buggga boooooooo! :D today i pray for the best..the joys of others and their happinesses. heartbreaks of others..whilst my own uncompromising future being coldly calculated by the hands of those whom i cannot see..