*pistol shot*

A little too jovial…

 Here, I said it. 

Took a liitle time and a lot of thinking, but yeah, it’s all set in stone now in the warehouse that’s called my brain. What? Ohh!! So you are new to me as a person. More of a phenomenon really, but one should not boast in these days of intellectual slowdown. I have realized that all my problems are, well, stop wanking, cos "I am a little too jovial."

Why? Umm, in no particular order because my grades suck, the girl I wanted to date turned hotter right after she said “I don’t  don’t like you it’s just that the possibility of liking you like never was liked by me. ”, I really suck at cricket (the real one played in grounds, am actually a champ at EA sports cricket ) and guys blog about things these days that people used to discuss aross their latrine walls in pre-separate toilet for each home India. So I thought I may as well. But please If you know me personally as well, don’t bother reading, most of the jokes are stale (as in already tried on you) and sooner than later am gonna make fun of you.

So since you read the shitty (some would say literally) first para, I realize you are one to persist. I had as well tell you about the sorry tale of the serious guy who got funny , but couldn’t “ptao” the girl and lost the girl as well (focus on the girl she’s really important for the story), in the meantime lost enough  weight to not be fat but never got called smart either. He did win few hearts in his own very subtle way, mostly pink hearts though.

As you may have , or you might (really depends on your IQ, turns out I don’t know you all that well) I am right now a man with a lot to say but no particular order, so this blog would be  a venting place (sniggering allowed)

But why bother telling? 

Well all of you blog, I may as well.