PottEr’z MaGicLand

Last weekend was a very important one for me. Both my worlds were about to collide and i wished there wont be any ignition. Thank god, god loves me so much and none of my karma worked against me and everything went on well. Thivy and Deepika mingled well with Family. Family was happy I have good friends. In conclusion I’m happy that none of my fears came true. For once. Many relatives, no drama, no tears, no regrets and lotsa food. They knew very well how to make me feel super special. I never knew Amma and Appa would spend this much just for the simple stuff. And my uncles are gems. Especially Cycle Mama ( that’s how we call him).

My Horcruxes again proved to me that they’re indeed big part of my soul. No them no me. No them no life. =)

I took the bus on Sunday with a heart as heavy as myself. Heavier actually. The moment I reached Semeling, I felt sick. Okay okay I shouldn’t blame this ‘innocent’ place. I was sick since the day before. But that was NOT the rain’s fault. Rain is too innocent to cause sickness. So I self-diagnosed that pending notes and bulking workload are the main causes of my loss of appetite, indigestion,  lethargy, fever and lack of energy. Lack of energy will take the blame for my all-the-time sleepiness.

The poster competition is on for the past 2 weeks. But my group has just started to compile things two days ago. I’m very sure we’ll finish the work soon. How soon? Depends on our speed and resources. Been up in the cafe till 12 a.m. every night. Well, it’s not all new to me but staying up for group work is tiring. Ouch, my back aches! We still got few more things to go.

• Address pamphlets
• Pockets for the pamphlets
• Pics (my part)
  
• Info
• Flags
• The 3D stuff

Yesterday I got to know how Mr.Jerk got qualified as a jerk. We fought earlier and I spoke ill about him. Isn’t a noble thing to do yet that’s what normal people do when they’re pissed with someone. And I’m perfectly a normal person. I admitted to him about whatever I’ve spoken about him and all. C’mon that’s a noble thing alright. He asked for apology and I’ve given him that. He knew sorry is my weakness and took full advantage of it. But he spoke behind my back after we were friends again. I never even imagined he would do that. For all the while he’s been avoiding any conversation I thought I made a mistake or something. But actually he was nicely bad-mouthing me. God bless him. Bloody Betrayer. And he calls himself a noble person and claims my trust? Trust is like hymen, once penetrated forever penetrated.

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