Sunday-ing

Today morning I woke up late. Walked straight to the dining table, picked up The Telegraph and walked back to my room. Read my weekly forecast (I'm gonna meet someone special this week - they've been telling me this for years now...I'm waiting. No seriously! ), realized it was SUNDAY (and I had no plans), made my lill mind finally realize that there WON'T be any book fair this year. (Boohoo...but I support the environment issue so I can't even crib about this...what pain!!!)

Discovered I had wasted my entire week. I was ill. The stupid doc first told me it was measles and even prescibed me pills for a disease that did not exist. It was just a food and/or dust allergy. Anyways I'm fine now. Hence the post.

A cousin dropped by. Poured some heavy metal into my system and made me promise that I'd keep re-filling. K called up to say that it wasn't fair on my part to not turn up for the concert. I just hmmmm-ed along. He said I wasn't a good friend and he wanted his Coldplay cds back. I gotto explain man!!! Gawd...what's with people these days!

Mom explained how I should make my own sandwiches and not depend on the mess all the time. I haan-hmmm-ed all along. Finally managed to get a decent bath. I'm squeaky clean now. Did I tell you that it's cold even in Kolkata now !!! Now, cold by my standards okay...if you're from Norway or something, kindly overlook.

Went out. To South City Mall again. Yes, if you've lived all your life in Kolkata (18 years to be precise) then you end up at the same place very alternate weekend. This place is as bland as my mess food. No wait, the food is worse. First time I was very excited, today I yawned 14 times (S was keeping count) and sneezed dunno-how-many-times (S wasn't keeping count). To be honest, I'm not visiting it again for quite some time now. And the food takes too long. Hey check out the one-liners on the yet-to-be-opened store's entrance. My personal favorite is:
"We don't want your money. Yet." :D
BTW S thinks that the girls here are hotter than those in City Center. I don't agree. He's nuts anyways. In response to this, he told me I shouldn't comment cause I'm not hot and it's only the high-school kids who notice me. He's nuts anyways!!

Met P. She said the black-tee MADE me look thin. Why can't you just say you looking good/slim !!! Bitch!!!

Bro called. He's got an admit from North Carolina. I yuppie-d him. Then we squeaked together. And the call got disconnected. I didn't call back. I'm happy for him.

Hey you know what last weekend I was at Barista and boy...they were playing Abba again. I bet they have just one record. And they keep playing it again and again. Some discovery there !!! Hehe...

I know, I know with such zabardast grammar and vocab I shouldn't have posted, but hey who wants to be the same EVERY time. My blog is also meant to be scribbled in, when I'm bored. What!!!...why didn't I say that before??????
That's rude...okay!!!!

Jao jao...bbye.

PS: The pic somehow doesn't go with the post. And I don't wanna take it off either.