So, apparently I almost killed a guy today...

"Guess who’s back... Back again...

TT’s back... run away*..."

* By the end of this post, you’d be pretty convinced this is how it should be
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The hellos my bloggies!!...

This blogger’s block seems to have taken a pretty nasty toll on me... and the internship is not helping the creative drought. And how's my life, you ask??... well, the past two months have been pretty much the same, save one super fun party, which involved a wee-bit of vodka and truck-loads of bullcrap (courtesy... of course... yours truly)...

Anytwaddle... turns out the driving lessons I took few months back (...  erm, remember the soooper fun manager??... yeah) were pretty futile ‘cause I’m positive I’ve forgotten what little drivin’ I’d learnt, and the late nights in office ultimately lead to Dad suggesting that I get a scooty, at least till the time I properly learn to drive a car (read: stop being a threat to public life and property...)

Also, I figured since I’d done some cycling as a kid (and had not managed to injure anyone or anything in the process...) I’d manage a scooty decently. Plus, every single person in my office drives a two- wheeler with ease, so why not?

(I’d of course forgotten the crucial detail that every person is not an epic klutz like me)...

Because every girl has had a post featuring 'Twilight'...

Hello my bloggie friends! Well, in case you’ve been wondering if I’d fallen off the face of the blogosphere (... and I’m assuming that you HAVE been wondering)... well I’d like to tell you that I had (and still kinda continue to have...) a very bad case of blogger’s block. Blame it on the office dearie, because internships have the awesome ability to suck the life out of you.

So what brings up this post? Well, because this Monday I was online, chatting with an old friend (yes, from back in those days when I had a slight remnant of a life...) and she couldn’t stop gushing over... the new ‘Eclipse’ trailer she’d seen...


...Uh Oh

Because sometimes, murder is totally justified...

You know how sometimes people can be so amazingly thick headed, you feel like banging your head against the wall, or hoping that the person in front of you would spontaneously combust… only so that the yapping would cease?! Well, yeah something similar happened this morning (at fucking six in the morning… to be precise) when I went for my driving lessons…

This post is totally pointless, shockingly random, absolutely baseless and serves no purpose... OK, what’s new??

Yes, yes... I know I’ve not posted for almost two weeks and you guys missed me a lot

[Insignificant honest voice in head: Umm, NO! You know very well no one gives a rat’s arse to this space

Much more significant Ego: Oh shut up! I know all you guys out there totally love me]

What?! The voices in your head never talk to you? How the hell do you function without that?? You, my friend, need medical attention... ASAP

I'm positive there's absolute vacuum inside my skull... Oh wait, you already know that , don't you??

Note: The following post has no point (as usual)... and will be a total waste of your time... but you are jobless anyways, so go on... have a dekko:
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So, today was the last day of my first week in my new office.... and I have to tell you guys that I feel absolutely...



Dumb.



No. Seriously. D-U-M-B.


And, young... as in not the “18 till I die” young... rather the I-feel-like-a-toddler-who-just-pooped-in-her-pants young.