Everybody hates

Anyone heard "Everybody Talks"? Nice song. Is good. See I got an update on that girl, whatsernam, Somya, she has started reading DeathNote. I think it was cuz I lost contact with her for last month including. Guess she is trying to connect huh? Can't do it, sorry I tried to like her since she was trying (she's gotta get credit, right??), but wtf can I do it right, she's still the same person trying to do something different.

The Greek guys, living in my head sent me a sign, in the form of an anime. It's parasyte- The maxim. It makes sense for what they are like. One wants my survival, the other the good for society. I guess it's two that want my survival, counting me since my social status will respond to offspring, right? That's why, I end up alone because I want a better life for myself, which will focus me towards studying? What happens is that I get cut off from everybody. It's sad actually.

Dushyant, this guy sitting next to me tried to see what I was upto in this blog but I didn't let him see. Don't like it that way I guess. Started watching this anime "Akane-iro ni Somaru Saka". Now it got interesting so I shifted to that.

Dushyant was really shy. This guy had to get someone to talk to first. He just started talking to girls.

Chicks dig him, at least that's what they shout. DUshy was how I typed it the first time(shy guy). The second time I wrote Dushyuant (that's how girls scream his name).

But good shit. He used to listen, be the non-aggressive types. Now he zones out. Not even Tuning Out, he couldn't hear what you said to him two minutes, ago. Guy fucks up sometimes because of this. But good guy. He sure likes pot though. Serious. 

I just felt like going home. I could study better there. I gotta blame parents if this fucks me up again. This is probably gonna become a suicide note.

This reminds me of a crime incident I was almost part of, as a kid.

I was in Connaught Place, a place in Delhi, in clothes shop.it was Sunday, lot of people, thankfully the AC was on. Third class I think. I looked around and the last sight of someone, was my father's jacket. I first checked if that was the only familiar thing in this unfamiliar environment, yup.

Now I'm in a hurry. So I ran after him, and the crowd surrounded me from all four sides. I ran through and found my father. I grabbed on his hand. Turned out it wasn't my dad. Some dude with a similar jacket on. I ran out of the shop and checked the streets and nobody I knew was in Connaught place, fun place dude, but that was ironic cuz of something that happened recently. I found this guy with a black jacket on and told him I couldn't find my parents. He took me to his car once I asked him to help. Black car tinted windows, you no the deal. All normal. Thank you mama for slapping me senseless after you found me there. I think it was motherly instinct that brought her to the other side of the ringed park, 50 metre radius.
Now life still makes me tune off from my environment and that still happens. But shit dnt just end there, get? I am always in the company of people who beg for attention.

I have this blank space in my memory, I can't fill up. Not that I wanna make up memories and put them in place, but I found only one way to explain my powers(not that I am going to tell them to you now, gimme some time).
I apologize for not writing in a long time. The internet in my hostel fucked up, so I have to write from the computer lab, as originally planned. I got rank one in the cyber olympiad in my state btw. fuck yeah. But life is starting to give me the opportunity I need to start using now to achieve my dream. Fucking computer keyboard. I have to hit the keyboard with some pep to get the frigging computer to notice I tapped a key.
I stated watching a new anime Ghost Hound. The manga i was reading, 'sundome', finnished. dark plot dude. but all in al nice story.
I started plaing dota on the hostel computers. One more lifeleach to the group.