Did i mention i spent today's evening crying in front of the telly cuz i was watching some Hindi show? I was speculating a happy colorful ending (thats what all Hindi movies are made of), but instead i got a sombre monotonous one. Boohoo.
I wet 1/5 of my pillow with warm tears watching Salman Khan disintegrate into a state of mindlessness upon seeing his beloved lying dead before him; all his efforts of running away from the asylum put to waste. So romantic (in a very twisted saddist way). I am a sucker for romance *hint*.
I am horribly gross when it comes to Art. I spent an hour of my afternoon trying to make a card, and i ended up throwing everything away and sinking into depression for a good 30mins. I suck at Art. Will someone please help me?
4th entry for today. I think ive gone bonkers. Or perhaps im just bored. sigh. Oh and ive discovered something today
