holy mime, Batman!

Didn't see that coming.

Like no other.

You know when people say that they've had the time of their lives in a short span of time? You know how ridiculous that sounds when you think about that statement? I thought it was too... and then this weekend happened. I'm not going to exaggerate and say this was the time of my LIFE, seeing that I'm just 5 years old and have at least another 70 left in me. Nonetheless, this weekend has been pretty amazing, so to speak. There was a little glitch in the proceedings, with the lack of Chittesh and Divya in the mix of it all. Then again, I really did enjoy myself, sans Chittesh and Divya.

It started with last Friday. The start of a 10-day break. It'd been in planning for at least 2 weeks (before the start of my evaluation tests). CW, Sartah and I. HOWEVER, Sartah couldn't make it... why again? I can't remember. Anyways, I managed to catch up with CW, eat sushi, and talk and talk :D Stoooopid Sartah why didn't you come? I really don't know when I'll see you again. :(
Managed to get a couple of pictures with CW before she had to leave.


So that was Friday. Really good way to signal the start of the hols.

Saturday

Gosh. Saturdayyyyyy.

In the morning, I had to go to Gembira Parade to sit for my stupid computer undang test driving thing. A little pointer to future applicants: Go to Gembira Parade at 9 AM SHARP. My driving institute decided to send me at 10AM and there were already 70 people signed up to take the same test. So I arrived at 10 and only ended up sitting for the exam at 1. I was supposed to meet Dhivia at Youth Park at 2. That didn't work out too well. If you care, I passed my undang exam. I got 42/50. (Passing mark is 42/50). The next step is to sit for another 3 hour talk and then I can sign up for driving lessons. I can't wait for this shit to be over. Moving on..

I got home at 2 (The exam took me 20+ minutes). Packed up everything I needed to pack up and my mum dropped me off at Youth Park. I'm not going to bore you with specific details. Let's just say it was good. Okay damn it, I feel the need to bore you with specific details. I wouldn't be doing justice to the whole event if I didn't.

I guess the best part about the whole event was the company I had. I managed to spend precious time with special people.

Other than them,
The PFS Interact team, my Relay Team - Idols, Matthew, Aida, Celvan, Vishvan, Paalan, Dharshini and PANG (I'm so glad you made it dude. It was awesome having you around).
Met a few new faces too, namely Aqilah, Vithya, Justin, May and Shuhail POLKADOT.

Relay on the whole was really good.
(Except for the part where Manchester United HAD to lose 1-4 to Liverpool). All the games, activities and small things here and there compiled altogether was pretty overwhelming at one point.

Toast stories? (refer to previous post)
HPV?
Truth or DARE (dear God)
Moving tents /whoo
Backward race
Limbooo
etc.

I know you're both going to read this Shoe and Subashini. I probably overreacted the other day. But I had good reason to do so. What you guys did, like you said, was pathetic and immature. But whatever. I'm not one to hold grudges. Let's just not let that happen again okay? And Subashini, I'd no idea. I liked that little heart-to-heart we had, though it was cut short by HANEESHA :P

That was Saturday/Sunday. I spent a good 17 hours in bed after I got home.


Then came yesterday.

Let me start things of by saying Kumar's party was great.
I don't think I've ever been that excited at a party before. Yet again, amazing people + amazing ambiance = amazing time. That's exactly what it was... an amazing time. Again, without Chittesh there was a little damper on the whole occasion but there was no point bringing the whole party down with his absence. We still had fun.

Size matters not.

We. Are. Not. Emo.

Celvan and Luvenia. (we are not in the year 2024)

The only thing that sucked was that it had to end. We were all dancing our asses off having a good time when Kumar said 'time to go home'. We still hung around for about another hour after that but stilllll. It sucked that the party had to end. And it sucked that Luvenia lost her cell. Pssh.

So that is why I enjoyed every bit of my weekend. I sort of felt free for the first time in a long time. Like SPM was done and dusted... like there were no issues going on in my life... free.

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Little things

Unless you're living under a rock, you would have realised that I've updated my blog look. What do you guys think of it? I decided to give it a little change for the remaining days before I disappear. Black seemed to fit the theme I was going for. I don't know what theme that is exactly. Just a brooding, doodoodoodooooo-kinda theme lah kthxbye.

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Paalan. What the hell is up with you?

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That's about it.

Gossip Girl is officially back on the air. If you've not started downloading Episode 18 yet, then you've officially failed at life.

xoxo.


The End in 2 weeks.

Shit... and sausages?

Shit


... and sausages?

Firstly, please be thankful I did not succumb to the urge of uploading a picture of shit because I was on the verge of doing so.

So many of you are probably 'wtf'-ing right now. I was thinking about my blog name, unforbidden indulgence and came to a realization that that name never really had much meaning to me, for all my indulgences have never (hopefully ever) been forbidden in the first place. Therefore, having a name unforbidden-indulgence would have lead people to believe that I live a very stressful life and am restricted by my elders such that I don't enjoy life.

Life is stressful at times, no doubt but I've not hated life to an extent that I've wanted to kill myself more than twice. Anyways, bottom line is, unforbidden indulgence was something I thought would sound cool as a blog name when I first started. I've obviously become smarter.

Besides, having the term ' shit and sausages ' as my blog name will make it more eloquent, hopefully.
The real reason I thought of the name was because I was thinking of the word shit (for reasons I will not disclose) and I felt like eating sausages (which I did after changing the blog name).

So there you have it. Please don't ask why I changed it to shitandsausages ever again.

Kthxbye :D

Hi.

Who am I?

Who?

Who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a blogger. A relatively new blogger no less, but this does not mean that a deprivation of my ability should occur anytime within this post. This post's soul purpose is to merely announce my official arrival in to the blogging world. This arrival brings me hope. Hope that with the input of my combination of wit and sarcasm into this blog, my soon to be regular readers can enjoy my thrills and chills, joy and despair, pleasures and displeasures and last but not least the occasional rants as much as I do.

I hear you in your head now saying, " This is not Keshav talking ". I understand completely that the Keshav you see and listen to everyday hardly speaks with such a tone. The way I speak in person has shaded people in to believing that that is Keshav Indran's linguistic style of conversation. I, like many people keep most of my thoughts to myself. My true linguistic language will be portrayed through my blog posts, as I feel that my words hold no meaning when I speak them from my mouth, but on the other hand, people are prone to understanding and absorbing information and knowledge granted to them through words and here's to hoping that my words prove useful to you, my fellow readers. (Most of the time.)

To be honest with you, I have no idea what made me decide to post this up today.
I was to save this for after my tests on Wednesday. Oh well. The past is merely a memory unvisitable in person but everlasting in the mind. I have my.. Chemistry, Add Math, Moral and History tests tomorrow. Oh joy. I really should end this post now, for the simple facts that I have exceeded what was originally planned for my post and that failure to study within the next couple of hours could result in a severe " NO COMPUTER! GIVE ME YOUR KEYBOARD " nag which I am so sick of enduring. Also, I might fail. Well there's a higher chance of me failing than passing at this point of time. Damn, I should stop. Good luck with the tests, Keshav.

"There's no certainty - only opportunity."

Enjoy the blog, folks.