So....I'm sick of India!!! I need to get the hell out as fast as I possibly can....but I really think there is no chance! *Sob*
Amazing how I want to wash my hands of an entire country, but I guess its because for the past year or two or four, chennai.hyderabad.bangalore has been india for me. The same people, the same faces, the same boring worthless conversations. Even coming home from school has lost its novelty. And don't even get me started on Chennai....
Its very difficult to relate to the vast majority of my peers at coll (then again it always has been....I'm just on a totally different wavelength than most other lol.) as most of them seem to have come from the Talibs in Afghanistan. Of course I smile, small talk and ask them how their day was, and we get along peachy keen (lol....Mr. max lives on) but thats just the surface. Nice people, but I just don't understand them. I mean these are kids who at certain unnamed class social events were surprised/angry/peeing in their pants because some of the boys couldn't hold their alcohol. Actually no, they were angry because there WAS alcohol in the first place. Grow the hell down! Stop moral policing, you can do that with your goddamn children when you're older.
Right....I'm done. Bangalore is slightly better, except for the fact that I know no one here.
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