Ughhhh

After a really really reallyyy long time, I am all alone, sitting in my room, enjoying every bit of the solitude am being offered. Of late life has been a party, hostel life is always a party. As I type this I can hear a gang of ppl - some of my batch mates - singing hum honge kaamyab - at the top of their not so good voices, as they walk towards the college. All drunk I presume.

Guess the party I referred to also explains my absence from my blog. I had nothing to crib about, noone to bitch about, lifes all good so nothing much to write about. It's difficult at times to pen down the happy emotions, I almost feel like I am bragging about how nice n happening my life is.

I can almost see the end to these innings of my life..the innings when I am officially allowed to party every single night, when dad's money can be spent in a guilt free way at least sometimes, when life is nothing but one big fiesta! I don't wanna let go. I want to hold each day, every moment, and never let go. Lifes soon gonna change, and the only good part about this change would be that I'd be earning and not living off my savings/dad's money..more of dad's money ;) I am so broke that if I went to KFC I could lick the chicken off other peoples' fingers too bwahahahaha.

I have no clue how am gonna manage without seeing the faces I wake up to every morning. They are all there, I know they are there, I goto the mess they are there, I attend lectures they are there, the post dinner walks they are ALL there all the bloody time. These very faces, who I didn't even know 2 years ago are a family to me now. I had taken them all for granted all this while, thinking they are just a shout away..but 50 days from now and all these people will get scattered in different parts of the country. It's a scary thought. A big change. A big turn. A way of life disrupted.

The thought is freaking me out. I don't wanna grow up god pls pls pls pls pretty polly plsss