Working Class Heroes

This is Dot and Me at some Tangs event. I got this from her blog, too lazy to scan! Haha. This will be the last you see of my crazy blond streaked hair. I went dark brown on the day after, just in time for school

Anyway, the party on friday was great. Initially I thought it’ll just be a sit down thing with friends, but I landed up meeting everyone possible on our party circuit. Muahaha… I was slightly tipsy at the end of the night, and began talking nonsense as usual (I am not a crazy drunk). AND, I had a trustworthy friend to bring me home, haha. So all’s good.(I reached home at 7am again!)

I am so dreading this work week. My performance bonus hinges on it Maybe another party is in order…

I think one of the most unfortunate feelings in the world will be that of longing/ waiting.

Maybe its me, I guess I don’t like uncertainty as I grow older, or rather I don’t like the possibility that I might face something that I cannot handle. It’s like Blair in Gossip Girl, she only likes to watch movies she has seen before, because she likes that feeling of knowing what will happen next. I guess it’s because I feel like I can’t afford to make a mistake in my life now.

A lot of the times, I wonder if what I am doing is right. If it is going to mean anything at the end of the day, or will I have people reading the end of my story and say something like: I feel sorry for her, she met a jackass and there goes.

Well, I am not feeling too good today, too many doubts in my head. Don’t worry, it is not about my work. I have spent too little time in it to make a judgement. Haha. Actually, I feel like my job will be fulfilling and one with a purpose , a  larger one than just me trying to satisfy my hedonistic needs with a random job and salary like I used to.

I think I need to get a drink. Long weekends are too much for people who are not ready to spend time on their own. Cheers.