Back from the dead! ( and other interesting things)

Its so nice to know my absence hasn't gone unnoticed... Even if its just my imaginary friend pointing out that I haven't posted in a while. Does that even count as being reminded really? Wow. My sub-conscience is reminding me to post... But Shreeya posting is me posting... So do I really need reminding? Or am I going crazy, posting to myself about posting :/

Anyway, enough with the mind games! This post has been lying half-finished for about 3 weeks or so... I started it once my computer actually let me onto Blogger and vented my frustrations... Then varsity got in the way and I forgot about going back and spell/grammar checking a final time so I could post it. And yes, I'm the pedantic one who will obsess over bad grammar... Which is slightly ironic considering the amount of typos and grammatical errors I make regardless!

So here's my long awaited 2nd post (since Jeremy's one has been disregarded as being partly my creation. Even though I was instrumental in its making! Long story that, but one which might be told sometime in the future)

P.S (can you put a 'P.S' into a post if its not at the end of a post? Ah well, poetic licence is invoked here!)
You readers (both of you) should know that today is my brother's birthday (Yaaaaay :D), and the guilt I felt at having neglected you for so long has made me blog tonight despite the fact that I spend the last two days helping chauffeur 12 year old boys and am currently running on empty!

Regardless, I hope that you enjoy the post!
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Technology has decided to abandon me in the past few weeks... My Blackberry's been on the blink, my internet wont let me listen to any of the awesome playlists on  8tracks  (you should check it out, there are playlists for any mood you're in... And some of them are even good! Once you get past the mass of popular music... Unless you're into that kind of music... Which would mean this has become quite awkward :/ ) Moving on :D

Music! The amazing, foot-tapping, head-bopping, hip-swaying beats which make our lives livable... In my opinion that is. This love of music is one of the reasons I think Shreeya is my imaginary friend. There's no way someone other than myself could be into so many of the same artists I'm into.. Its quite weird actually!

But don't worry, we're not really here to discuss this.

Music has become quite mediocre... Or rather, radio has. They play the same 10 songs on an endless loop, and expect you to keep listening day after day. Now the only awesome music happens really late at night, when hardly anyone is listening. Sad really. But hey, that's what the internet is for!

And speaking of awesome music, Linkin Park has finally decided to grace our lovely country with their presence and guess who has tickets for one of their shows???
We do! Albeit the concert is taking place during finals... Its Linkin Park, and who could miss that? (and anyway, studying for the last exam is always a problem... Right?)

Their "Live in Texas" cs was actually one of the first cds I bought with my own money. Its nice to know that I'll finally be seeing one of the bands  whose songs were endlessly blasted through my cd player, much to the annoyance of my parents (and probably neighbours too!) Woohoo, so amped for it :D

We will definitely keep you updated on that front.
But for now, I'm signing off (hopefully not for too long this time!)

This is Neelam from FWMIF and I'm back from the dead! :P

So I feel like I'm suppressing my conscience. Surely its not healthy to dominate your imaginary friend...waaaaaiiiit...is my conscience telling me that its bad to suppress my conscience...weird.
Does that mean I'm actually not suppressing Neelam? But that she's controlling me?

Well whatever, the point I'm trying (but obviously failing) to make is that Neelam is quiet...eerily quiet...
She has posted ONE post. ONE!! (Jeremy's post does not count)
Now I feel like I'm the one with verbal diarrhoea (I spelt it right on the first go!! yay!) when she is the one who can't keep quiet - especially when she talks aloud in my mind.

Wait a minute...She's doing it on purpose - its always your conscience that tells you to shut up.
And Whoah. She just made me realise that.
And that.

This conscience business is weird. (Neelam, I'm not calling you weird. Just the business of you :) )

This is Shreeya from FWMIF pleading the imaginary one to return.

PS This can't be called FWMIF if you're not here to fight with, Neelam.

BFFs - Belgium's Fluffy Fruits

Well, so this is the awkward re-friend post. You know, the one where you attempt to catch-up with old friends after a year of silence. Yeaaah, Neelam and I are very sorry - varsity is all-consuming. Please don't make this awkward, it hasn't been too long, and we haven't forgotten you! (its just easier blogging as if I'm writing to someone, I've realised. Even though no one may be reading this.)

So, varsity in first year involves making new friends, playing cards, never going to the library and spending all your free time doing NOTHING. Then you barely pass and in second year, you get a wake-up call. You realise that you need to actually study ALL THE TIME.

So when you leave the lecture room you make your way straight to the library. You find yourself almost glad that you have so much free time, so that you can study. You're no longer sad when its only Tuesday and for some reason you think its Friday - you're relieved that you still have 3 extra days where you can study in your week. Eventually, public holidays become joyous occasions because you finally have time to finish those 3 Stats exercises you're behind in.


During these confusing, betraying thought processes, you somehow lose your friends along the way. The ones who don't do the same course as you become distant and eventually you don't talk to them at all.

So this year, I've had plenty "Hey long lost friend! How has your life been since last year??" conversations. Some being just too painful to continue with and you have to end it by saying "Who knew things would get so awkward?" (I have to add that was my friend's fault! I made the effort to start up that conversation)

Then other times, it starts off awkwardly, with you wondering if he was always that tall or whether her hair was always that short, and then you're able to talk as if you've never been separated. Remembering the good ol' days, laughing at inside jokes, complaining about how no one gets those jokes anymore and wishing you could spend more time together again! (Ok, now I'm talking about my school friend. Miss you Ally! :( )

Well, I guess that even when life becomes so hectic, it doesn't take 2 minutes to catch up with those people who used to take up so much of your time. (Yup, I just became deep and emotional, shoot me)

Going to catch-up with my friends now, err bye :D
This is shreeya in FWMIF