Skip this. But if you must read, then…
I consider cheetos a major food group. I’m a food junkie, chocolates make my soul wander in paradise, my lungs are filled to bursting with car exhausts, and other noxious gases which in time shall kill me. My stress level resembles a frayed piece of rope with which a piano is being lowered down the side of a ten storey building. My idea of exercise is getting up and switching tv channels manually instead of using the remote. Sometimes I wonder that if instead of falling madly in love we should aspire to fall sanely in love, but then, what would be the point? In my spare time, I plot world domination while I work on a unified theory of everything. And there’s this one thing I’ve always dreamt of, to die early and be a child saint. You must think i’m weird? You have no idea.
One more thing, I don’t write for a certain crowd. I don’t blog for a certain class. Hell, I don’t even want to please any type of people.
I’m only doing this for Myself. So If you hate my random rants, get a life, get a grip and get out of my way.
