Hello all, this is to inform you that I'll start studying at 6:30 p.m. sharp. Finish an answer atleast. Maybe two. Depends on how industrious I feel. Right now I'm in a mean mood. I feel like I can study all day. I'll devour everything syllabus related that comes my way. Absolutely demolish it. Like you name it, I'll study it types.
Anyway, I have a checklist of Things To Do Before I Begin To  Study. Which by the way is proof that I'm turning out to be quite an organized and competent individual. You can stop worrying about me, sister-who's-reading-this. Ignore the trashcan compartment of my bag and the occasional anthill people discover in it: I'm making CHECKLISTS now. Woooo!
*adjusts glasses*
Anyway, Checklist:

  1. Motivate self to study real hard. Check
  2. Troll on Vox. Check
  3. Keep BCL books in plastic bags or on high shelfs. Out of reach of baby's water guns. Check
  4. Sign out of chat before sitting down to study. Sure. In a bit.
  5. Give Chitrang a pea. For googling the quote.


Ps: Refer to the pointless post about Peas. Note that I'd asked a question. And promised a pea to whoever answered. Here's the pea. Which only goes to show that I'm a dependable person that keeps promises and is a prompt deliverer of goods and services. Now I sound like Vodafone. Or like a whore. Crap. Not quite the effect I was looking for. (Stay away from Vodafone btw, its time again for me to warn you'll against Vodafone. Please note: I believe in the generous use of proper nouns in order to increase impact. Its a bit like brainwashing, but not quite. Vodafone. Vodafone. Vodafone.)
In any case, I've now established that I'm organized, dependable, and also have good taste in selecting pictures of peas. You may think you didn't need to know that, but you see, I'm just making sure that you learn something new about Me from every post. By the time I die you'll feel like you know me personally; inside out. And just incase I happen to live till I'm ninety or something, well, then you can do a full psychoanalysis of me. I must say I wouldn't like to be you..

Now its 6:38 p.m. And evidently I'm not studying. Will start at seven.


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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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