Edge

on the verge of..uh.
Growing up.

 

Yesterday i did what i do every day of my life (unless

I'm in college). Woke up. Did nothing. Played guitar. Read. Contemplated on my worthlessness. Got depressed. Contemplated on my worthlessness. Got depressed. Contemplated on my worthlessness.. (note the pattern)

And now, strangely, I have a job. Even more unbelievable, its the first place I walked into. Which goes to show that all you need to make a career is to know people who know people. And so I, with all my negativity, my tendency to undermine myself, my fear of new people and fear of being judged, my deep distrust of the world; and needless to say,my blank c.v.; got employed in under 15 minutes.

Please Note: I'm not maladjusted. I'm a nice person who sucks in most social situations. Actually, I'd even say I'm pleasant.

Anyway, I'm not complaining. No, really.. The whiny tone is the product of habit and a high-pitched voice.

So tomorrow, i wont be contemplating on my worthlessness and getting depressed; or contemplating on my worthlessness and getting depressed. I'll be walking into a supercool fancy office building full of wacky red walls and pierced people. Maybe I'll have fun..

I'm excited. No matter how suspicious i sound. i SWEAR.

 

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Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

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