Something's missing..

Its John Mayer month in my head, hence the titles..

Many things are missing.

- John Lennon. Jim Morrison.
- priorities.
- perspective.
- people. Too many of them.
- parents.
- poker playing abilities.
- PEOPLE! :(
- passion.
- money!
- guts.
- homeworks, assignments; from my end.
- will power.
- the don't-give-a-damn attitude.


I can finally feel myself growing up, kind of, and I'm not sure I like it. I always thought growing up would involve most of the aforementioned missing things, and would atleast, sort of, be fun. Parts of it are fun, but a majority of it is quite lonely and annoying. To an extent that you forget the fun parts of it. Its bad enough when you don't live up to the expectations of those you give a damn about, its worse when you don't live up to your own expectations. And then you delve into that and start thinking about where you went wrong and what you did and what people thought. Then the don't-give-a-damn attitude you were once so proud of is non existent.

To make things worse, the one thing I have really been looking forward to is not working out and I don't think I can make it back home during Christmas. :(

God, please make the thought process stop. And, please please please PLEASE make things better and more interesting and please do something so I can look forward to each day! And give me my hyper-self back! And find a way to feed my craziness because I am toooo blah nowadays! And arrange something, PLEASE, so I can meet with John Mayer. And yes, please make my don't-care-less attitude return! Amen.

Notes to self. And stuff. Read on.

I'd really like to blog about something other than studying and exams and the project. Really. Its unfair how empty and hollow my life is.

*Note - Its not as hollow as James Blunt's though. Not sooo hollow bab-aayy, not soo hollow*

There's a good chance this is going to end up as a draft.

Fine, its time for a change. Funnily, every time I decided I need a change, I get a new hair do. Unfortunately, I got one just last month and its also 11 p.m. Gaah.

OK, firstly I'm changing my display name. I'm a little bored of Ping. It sounds too hyper (which I am, BTW, and should work on, because I'm starting work soon. Did I say work? Oh my God, I'm oooooold. And going to be working! Hey wait, we're still on changing display name here. Close parentheses.). Thinking, thinking..

I need to stop thinking and STOP WITH THE OVER-ANALYZING! *needing help here* What if he thought that? What if I did this? Usually I'm a don't-give-a-damn kinda person but sometimes, I drive myself crazy. I analyze situations over and over and OVER again for every possible test case. Did I just say test case? Yes, you did. Ignore that, that was the afternoon's exam talking. Anyway, we will work on that bit, yeah? OK. Oh also, on the bit where you have pretend conversations with yourself. OK. And with others. *sheepishly* OK.

*Random question - Did you ever watch The Adventures of Pete and Pete as a kid? My download is nearly complete! Hurray for awesome unsecured wireless connections*

I just decided you also get trivia with this post. Lucky you!

I wanted to go to Bombay in my holidays and get-my-freak-on shopping. But then I remembered, I start work and that involves me wearing only formals 4 days a week. Me so sad, Sandra Oh style.

Sometimes, very rarely, I stop thinking God exists. Then I think about the 25 lives a day He's given me and I start believing again. Its true about the 25 lives. I'm extremely reckless when I cross the road. He saves me every time. My Guardian angel must seriously be working overtime up there. *knocks on wood*

Trivia time - Drew Barrymore. Bisexual. Whoa!

I think we can put in a random picture in this post, yeah?

No I am not drunk.

This was taken in Goa. At Baga. Chocolate Breakfast at Britto's. I think, if you read ~R~'s blog, you might see a similar picture. Sorry about the plagiarism, but my comp crashed and I don't have too many pictures on it now. Except those related to image segmentation. *gags*

Sigh. I miss Goa.

I can't believe I will be getting pay-checks soon. *touchwood, need to get joining date, yet*
I mean, its awesome and all, but it spells responsibility. In CAPS. Woah! Big big word. My brother, whom I don't speak to, already expects an allowance. FROM ME. And expects to move into my room in two months. So either I get the smaller room with NO attached bathroom, and NO double bed, or I move out. Man. I'm getting ultimatums from family members. What the hell!?
I've also decided to get a tattoo with my first salary. Any ideas?

Oh, I'm also going to be nicer to people. And give second chances. You don't care? Well, I don't care about YOU. Go away, now. Hey, I was only joking there! I'm going to be nice, remember?

I still haven't figured out my new name. I have a few ideas though. Help me out.
- Action League Now!
- Calabria.
- Diplo Rhythm.
- Singular Sensation.
- Penelope Pittstop.

Or if you can think of any, that'd be great.

Personally, I like Diplo Rhythm. Its a funky song and awesome to dance too. But then, so's Calabria. And Desi Girl. But that will NOT be my new name.

Trivia time again (yayyy!) - 'Joincidence' is coincidence with a J!

Actually Singular Sensation is re-heeeeaally (extend a little more like Dr. Cox) lame. What was I thinking. Ruled out.

OK, I gotta go now. Get jiggy with studying for Mobile Communications etc. There, I used get-jiggy-with and study in the same sentence. Officially time to sign out. Sigh. The Highs and Lows of one weirded-out 20-something. Go figure.