She writes...
I've started saying "I Dont Care" too often. And its not something i picked up from the chipy chips girl from that advertisement aired ages ago. I really dont seem to care about anything these days. It just happens to be my impulsive response to anything that happens around me. And lets leave the quintessential relationships related "care" out of this ( Like, "I care for you friend" bla bla ) . The 'care' am talking in here is just mere acknowledgement of the happenings around you. There's a power cut, I don't care. My system's kaput, I don't care. A friend's b'day, I don't care. Super Kings lose another match, I don't care. Prince Caspian in theatres, I don't care. Oh, Its may 22nd, I DON'T CARE !!!!
Get the idea! I just fail to understand what it is that has led to this numbness of mine. 'Cause believe me, all the things that i've mentioned above get me all hyper and charged . The zest with which i would await every single day is immeasurable and NOW i'm just slogging through my days. In the depths of my despair i've reached to an extent of not even being perturbed by the (scorching, it is said!) heat. Every day has become the same day.
Why ? I ask. What is this mystery ? Why should i stop reacting ? Why have i not been writing a blog roaring about the cheerleaders or the slapleaders ? Why have i stopped responding to my text messages ? Why have i not checked my mail ? What is my password ? Is it feb 30th ?
Yes, Ennui kills. It really does.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
I Dont Care...
She writes...
I've started saying "I Dont Care" too often. And its not something i picked up from the chipy chips girl from that advertisement aired ages ago. I really dont seem to care about anything these days. It just happens to be my impulsive response to anything that happens around me. And lets leave the quintessential relationships related "care" out of this ( Like, "I care for you friend" bla bla ) . The 'care' am talking in here is just mere acknowledgement of the happenings around you. There's a power cut, I don't care. My system's kaput, I don't care. A friend's b'day, I don't care. Super Kings lose another match, I don't care. Prince Caspian in theatres, I don't care. Oh, Its may 22nd, I DON'T CARE !!!!
Get the idea! I just fail to understand what it is that has led to this numbness of mine. 'Cause believe me, all the things that i've mentioned above get me all hyper and charged . The zest with which i would await every single day is immeasurable and NOW i'm just slogging through my days. In the depths of my despair i've reached to an extent of not even being perturbed by the (scorching, it is said!) heat. Every day has become the same day.
Why ? I ask. What is this mystery ? Why should i stop reacting ? Why have i not been writing a blog roaring about the cheerleaders or the slapleaders ? Why have i stopped responding to my text messages ? Why have i not checked my mail ? What is my password ? Is it feb 30th ?
Yes, Ennui kills. It really does.
I've started saying "I Dont Care" too often. And its not something i picked up from the chipy chips girl from that advertisement aired ages ago. I really dont seem to care about anything these days. It just happens to be my impulsive response to anything that happens around me. And lets leave the quintessential relationships related "care" out of this ( Like, "I care for you friend" bla bla ) . The 'care' am talking in here is just mere acknowledgement of the happenings around you. There's a power cut, I don't care. My system's kaput, I don't care. A friend's b'day, I don't care. Super Kings lose another match, I don't care. Prince Caspian in theatres, I don't care. Oh, Its may 22nd, I DON'T CARE !!!!
Get the idea! I just fail to understand what it is that has led to this numbness of mine. 'Cause believe me, all the things that i've mentioned above get me all hyper and charged . The zest with which i would await every single day is immeasurable and NOW i'm just slogging through my days. In the depths of my despair i've reached to an extent of not even being perturbed by the (scorching, it is said!) heat. Every day has become the same day.
Why ? I ask. What is this mystery ? Why should i stop reacting ? Why have i not been writing a blog roaring about the cheerleaders or the slapleaders ? Why have i stopped responding to my text messages ? Why have i not checked my mail ? What is my password ? Is it feb 30th ?
Yes, Ennui kills. It really does.
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u hv only one comment..........
"do u care"???
prolonged inactivity does have these kinda effects on you!
Really !! I dont't think i care.. :-)
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