Get ready to imagine me smirk because I know you’re reading this. We reel in and out the motions of our carefully structured plans and now…it’s happily in the past. Left me a little tinge and more doubts but I could live, with the guilt. Those euphoric moments are just like a taffeta cloth covering me in vain from cold, looks pretty upfront but the damsel is freezing still. Oh please..I don’t get my metaphors sometimes. College-bound life, impatiently waiting for my CGPA to be displayed and circulated around. Maybe this time I’ll twist the truth since it’s the in thing for all smart alecs to do so. Not that I’m trying to tell you I’m loaded with knowledge but …
Wriggling out bit by bit seems easier now that the world seems to distract you so much. Now hand me the Pain 101 Guidebook..
