...o well

u know...everytime you think life couldnt get any worse for you, you get a rude little shock, and find out that you've been "re-jacked" by precious life....my best friend has a very interesting msn sign in name: 'no one dies a virgin...life fucks everyone!' i couldnt agree more with her. you get everything that you wish you didnt,...and more. being taken for granted by everybody who knows you; trying to fit in and then being laughed at when you fail; realizing that you're no better than that girl you used to pick on in school; losing the only talent that you ever had....it's a complete package...and believe it or not, it comes for free!
the funny thing is i'm not the only victim...i've seen many of my friends and aquaintances facing the same dilemma, and the ease with which they surpass that phase never fails to surprize me. this one time, i couldnt help myself and went up to this friend of mine and asked him his secret for survival. after taking a long drag from his self-rolled joint, he looked at me from behind his rimless glasses and said in a deeply philosophical voice 'dude...u just need to stop givin a damn.'
i was delighted with this advice...so simple and yet so obviously effective! i tried it for a while...almost a year, and then gave up. that's what i always do...give up. my old maths sir used to say this to me all the time...'you give up too easily'. i know i do...i'm a quitter. it's not like i dont give 'a damn'....ofcourse i do...i mean..why shouldnt people give a damn? why is it ok to say 'screw you' and feel triumphant? i just lack determination of any kind, shape or form. i was talking to nandini yesterday...and she's equally confused...why dont people give a damn? do you think i should write a book on this? "why dont you give a damn?" could well become as famous as "who is john galt?"....afterall they're both important questions. do you think i'm being too caustic?
dont you just hate sundays? i think it is the worst day of the week...yes..worse than mondays. on a monday, you know that you've gotta work for six more days...the useless week of redundant labour has already begun....but it's the anticipation of it on a sunday evening that makes it ten times worse.
o well...