Sentimental Measles

It’s been aeons since I’ve updated this blog but if I were doing this everyday, I wouldn’t actually be doing anything else substantive now would I ?

I’m going to use this space for some long overdue venting. Firstly, my heartiest congratulations to my namesake and fellow keeda Rohan Deshpande who, after years of fighting the good fight, has reached the end of his rope and has decided to tie the knot to hang on. Rohan, one of only two likeable, earthy and NORMAL alumni of an institution solely responsible for producing and inspiring an entire generation of fuck-ups, a bunch of self-absorbed, egotistical jerks with seemingly innate yet misguided delusions of adequacy. Yes I mean Bombay Snobbish … err.. Scottish.

I think someone should tell people who write these goody-goody testimonials like .. "she is the most warm and gentle person I’ve ever met in the whole wide world" or some shit like that, really how dumb it is to be reading ‘em. Firstly,there is a 77% likelihood that such testimonials end with "Guys, she is definitely a catch !" Just as there is an 83% probability that there would be atleast 6 exclamation marks, 2 "haha’s" or "lol’s" or 1 "jk (just kidding)" in there and furthermore a 98 % certainty that the person writing the testimonial has goofed up the spelling of ‘definitely’. Isn’t that what spell check is all about? Dressing up the grammatical nudity ? And oh, don’t even get me started with the kinds who spend the better part of their day using special characters to draw faces or flowers or spelling C.U.T.E. Please get a life.

Like someone told me the other day, I’m completely driven by and only by food. Kabobeesh, here I come.

P.S. I still love the women from Scottish. err.. sort of.