Blogmeet part II. Epilogue: It was awesome.

Blogmeet.
The word flitted lightly over the three, nay four, participants. It was as if it was supposed to be something. Yet it turned out into a different thing.
Some thing, nevertheless.
Therefore, it was when after natural selection, four members of the near-blogosphere came forward to this meet.

First, the Prince disembarks from his mode of transport and crosses a (insert some wordy word describing Elgin Road traffic) road, and walks with a lilt in his toes towards what appears to be a woman without eyes. No, wait. She did have them. Sharky’s eyes were just hiding themselves behind her new sunglasses.

Oho Intro!

Sharky is, of course, Lucid Darkness. A self-proclaimed daydreaming procrastinator. Who was shown a certain picture by Luci(fer) before they met. Now, the details of that photograph can only be described in a bunch of words to the effect of: fat Lucifer + red cape + The Unimaginably Horrid Super-Mega-Ultra Squirt Gun ™.

Yes, well. I really did pity the Shark. After all, we anti-social animals have to be coerced quite grandly to agree upon this… meet.

Well. I could just laugh, I laughed a lot, yes. Especially when I heard Sharky trying to comprehend the migratory instincts of the cumulus class clouds. {Yes. Alliteration. Forgive me, it’s all her fault.}

And then comes Lucifer. He is all… non-er … wookie-ish. Well.

(*Tries desperately to hide laughter*).

He shoves me almost into Sharky in what can be termed fairly as “pouncing”.

Ah. Well… we subtly swore an oath to take up chocolate as our breakfast, even though each one of the crowd with a pained expression on his/her face declared that they had already had their breakfast.

But. Chocolate.

We trot to the nearby Café Coffee Day, trying vainly to break Monsieur Shy’s shyness. Yet, well the fact that Luci did have a weird ‘ragging’ in his new college was funny. And the ragging incident was hilarious. Moreover, I and Sharky snorting ungraciously was more hilarious.

Then Sharky, true to her given name, confessed that she felt uncomfortable without water, and drank around twelve cups (minus two of mine) of water. The cups were tiny.

After a whole lot of chocolate, we went to the Crossword bookstore. And I shamelessly asked for Venus in Furs in print. {Yes, well…}

That happened after I pounced at a seat next to the SF section.

(Sniggers).

THEN we run to the top of the bookstore. Because Miss Shark resolved to annoy some staff member and ran away before the poor man realised what hit him. We run collectively. I still do not understand why we all ran together. Nevertheless, we did.

We ran directly to the gaming section. Ah. Apologies. Lucifer and I (oh, did I mention? He has a weakness for one Mister I.H.M’s jazz poetry. I shall give you the link too, if you have some devious construction in your mind.) We drool over some games and some movies before Luci and Sharky think it would be worthwhile trying to woo me into their personal world of pretty ponies and factitious fairies by showing me their most favourite pink princess movies. Yes, well. They pointlessly tried to deign me.

And then Sharky enthralled the bookstore with her Jerry Mouse Laugh ®.

Well… Lucifer and I were in splits. That needs a recording Mademoiselle Jedi.

(Grins)

Also, at this point of time I decide to challenge Shark to hit me. In addition…there was this er—chasing around the top floor followed by a child being scolded for touching something and a few raised eyebrows. {Mothers of children in these fairy sections. Meh.}

Then she hits. Hard. I shall not say what happened after that.

Hmm.

Well… no. After this we, the Blogosphere veterans of yore protested against Enrique (bleh) Iglescxvgusfd songs being played.

Yeah. We sat down on the floor comfortably ‘til one of the staff members politely said: “Sir, you are not supposed to sit here.”

And I, in my most atrociously innocent manner replied “Oh?”

Rhetoric. Ha.

Then. We waited for Shreya. She was expected and she came. And we discussed kittens, mice, and oodles of someone else.

(Tries vainly to stifle laughter.)

Also picture were taken. Which maybe put online. Then Luci was shooed off after we had a sickly lunch of a “big” Veg. Pizza. Oh, yeah. It was filling and huge.

Bleh.

And,then we realised that a communist, a capitalist, a dictatorial authoritarian and a laywoman had been sitting together. Hmm…

Exit Luci.

Then we talked nothingness. And… went to have a last drink at Forum.

Then the clones {Sharky and I} decided to go down an up escalator, much to the chagrin of Shreya and a few janitors, while I sniggered after hearing a lecture from one of them. Ah, well… it was fun. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Then a long trek {“No, it’s just five minutes from here. I know the way. Just five.”} to the Metro station. Blah.

Oh, I then realised something-that-I-cannot-say-lest-Sharky-decides-to-put-cats-into-her-favourite-cuisine.

(Tries to stifle stupid laughter again.)…..n...e hits. Hard. I shall not say what happened after that.

something and a few raised eyebrows. {Mothers. Meh.}heir persona

Somethings.

If I were to say that I am happy, it would not be an understatement; even if it were not true.
I am not happy in the truest sense of the word.
There are times when you do feel a string of emotions one after another, and at the end of the day (and the start of the next), you cannot determine what it is that you feel.
It is definitely not a blank stare at a wall. It is an unworthy enough replication of nothingness.
Contradicted by a few facts.
Hmm. I do not make much sense now.
In any case… I have nothing great to say.
Exams are over, of course. Not done well, I am afraid.
My Desktop is back. Yes. Upgraded.
I used Damn Small Linux {Abbreviated very conveniently as DSL}, and browsed the net with Firefox loaded on it.
So… you could hope to see the return of a long awaited story. However… I might have better plans. Hehe.

Tags and others.

It feels helpless, yeah. Not being able to write.
So, well... get to the tag game.
Two tags.


D's tag: The Judgement.

• I judge people who have less-than-a-degree of intelligence.
  
• I judge those who are characterless. A character maketh everything. Leeches are... heh.
• I judge persons who think being proud is bad.
• I judge those who believe that men should never bow down to women.
  
• I judge people who disdainfully look upon something or hate something without knowing anything about it.
• I judge monumental second-handers.

So, that is that.. heh.
Not much of an opinion hmm?

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Now for Sharky's tag: Ten things I wish to learn someday.

1.) To be calm and composed when faced with unjustified mockery.

2.) To understand humanity as a whole.

3.) To organise myself to suit other people's needs.

4.) To subtly tell someone that he/she is a leech.

5.) To strongly oppose a group with another strong group of my own.

6.) To decrease my rudeness in Real Life and increase it online.

7.) To write proper rhyming poetry.

8.) To keep up promises of writing a certain article.

9.) To stop being a dilettante.

10.) To start accepting a few facts of my own.

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Evidently, I mocked this tag. *Sigh*.

Not happy.

Heal and flow.


Is it a wonderful feeling? No.
And no... I am not happy.

Friendship: Days after its Day.

A lot of time and effort is used up when saying something worthwhile, isn’t it? And to do something equally praiseworthy, is something unreal.


I walked the Lake with one of my closest friends ever the night before yesternight. It was… to say the least, an experience. One to cherish ever long. It has seated itself on a throne of treasure in the backseat of memory.
I may forget what we talked about; I may forget what we laughed about; I may forget what we were sad about; I may forget the first owl I have ever seen in real life; I may forget the ever soothing darkness calling us with the fireflies leading the way; I may forget the pathways through which we walked, seeing those flying flowers.

But, friend, I will never forget that one day I walked this lake with you at night.
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And yesterday, I suppose I added another ‘good’ friend to my petite inventory. In addition, I think this is possibly the shortest time in which I have done that with a ‘new friend’.
I think it was because I talked as I have never talked. All this while, I just listened to so many people. Talking, now that, gave me a new and highly weird sense of dis-blankness.
I can’t say anything much. It’s… a new thing to me.
Just a heart-felt “Thank You.”
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My examinations have begun, and I think I have been doing sort of well. They shall end by the twenty-second.
So, Fealdamar has declared a State of War.
Haha.