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Quarter Life Crisis?

Am I living it right?

Why, why Georgia, why?

I rent a room and I fill the spaces with

Wood in places to make it feel like home

But all I feel's alone

It might be a quarter life crisis

Or just the stirring in my soul.

Quarter Life Crisis?

Why Georgia- John Mayer.
I had never pondered upon the lyrics until today.

What was it? Then like an inquisitive mouse, I Google-d the meaning. The first thing that popped up was a definition from Wikipedia. The quarter-life crisis occurs shortly after a young person enters the "real world”. Woah. I thought to myself. Was I in a quarter-life crisis? I remember someone telling me that I had an Identity crisis. I bet he had it too! Well everyone does at one point of time! No one is perfect. Yes, going back to the quarter life crisis, I looked up on the internet for more information;

• Q: What is a quarter life crisis?
• A: The quarter life crisis, or QLC, is essentially a period of anxiety, uncertainty and inner turmoil that often accompanies the transition to adulthood.

Then it got me thinking. I am weird these days. Is it the phase when I am away from home and I am almost crazy? No, I have used that excuse for too long now. Is it because I don’t socialize much? Might be. I loved meeting new people and I was someone everybody would remember because I had a very quick rapport with even people I know for a few minutes. I have stopped doing that. I am a lazy person who tries to hide her face or just turn away when being introduced to someone new. I go to college JUST for the attendance. I sit in the first row of the class just so I don’t have to get involved in the talks with friends behind me. I take off as soon as it’s time to go home. I have said NO to going out with friends, giving one reason or the other. But strangely enough, they understand. Well, the closest one understands. What is it? My love life sucks. Because I am too self absorbed. I go online on Facebook to talk to people and whenever someone pops up a Hi, I appear offline. My mobile is switched off most of the time and I don’t like talking to anybody. I found a camera in my luggage last week which was forgotten because it doesn’t function well. But hey, it can still take pictures and the Auto timer works! So all I do basically is take pictures!

Could this be a Quarter life crisis?

After having written exactly 456 words, I think the idea of a Life crisis is not so true. And it is a psychological thing. I had heard somewhere that writing helps. Well never thought it would this quick and in a weird way. I deleted a few- well more than a few- sentences from the paragraph above and I got into a point where I wrote something that totally took my breath away. There are some things that I have completely forgotten about myself.

I am no saint to be suggesting you to do this but, you should. Not because you are happy or your life is perfect or the other way round, write for yourself. Write what YOU feel. And when you start, the words will just start pouring. And there is a point that you are touching the core of your real presence.

And this was a stirring in my soul at last!
Just like me, I bet so many of you have had the same thing happen in your life. So the big mountain was a oversized Hersheys Kisses afterall!:)

Blogging about ordinary lives.

A lazy Saturday.  

Well, super-lazy to be precise.
After washing the second pile of dirty clothes that I was too tired to wash yesterday, I made myself a bowl of Oat Porridge. Tastes like nothing but what not to get into perfect shape?  Following a late YouTube night over a super bad mood, my eyes opened up at 5 A.M. They never EVER open this quick on weekdays, why on weekends? Sigh. I turned around to my right and saw my Roommate sleeping peacefully and I cursed her. Then remember that I am being kicked out of my PG (Paying Guest House) because I have apparently made my roommate, Annu too distant from her mother. Well that is what she accused me of. What? How could someone who is practically a stranger steal a daughter from her mother? And honestly, I don’t even notice Annu being around in the room. I am either squinting my eyes to read the tiny letters in the big fat novels or playing my guitar or most of all sitting in front of my laptop with earphones dug deep in my ears. So, I will be homeless in say, woah I just checked the calendar and in less than a week!

So, I made up a teary face and confronted my landlady this morning and told her I have nowhere to go. And she tells me to give her daughter back. I wish Annu was a packet of Kurkure so that I could pass her around. Annu who is always either texting or talking on the phone with her boyfriend has not stopped crying since last night. And I thought, maybe she likes me. Or else why would she cry for me?  

So I didn’t care. I had to move out in a week. Yeah. So what? I will figure out. I always have. I am an independent girl in her 20s- well exactly 20- who believes she can handle situations like this! I wish I were saying this out loud right now. But even if I did say it, if I could do that, would just be icing on top of the cake. I might seem strong, well no doubt but I am also very shallow within. No one knows this but me.   
   
Just when I am raving about everything, let me just get back to why I wrote this blog post. I watched 3 movies back to back. A Good Year, Lost in Translation and Julie&Julia. They were all splendid movies but the last one I finished was about how a writer who loved cooking blogged about cooking and she made it to being a writer to a Bestselling book.

So just in between so many things happening in my life, here I am Blogging. Sitting in a position that I do all the time, I am writing. And you are reading it. Sitting in your own favorite position and now you are probably smiling. If you’re not, Please do!
I write for myself first. No doubt but knowing that there is someone else reading to whatever I write, makes me want to type all day long! And it felt good sharing my lame-ass story with you! I hope you have a Great day!:)Loads of love!

Adios Facebook!

I am out of Facebook for 3 weeks straight today.  

I actually feel proud to state that! Coming from someone who spent almost 4-5 hours (or more sometimes) on Facebook uselessly stalking people, it is an achievement! When I deactivated it, I thought that it would just be for a few days and I couldn’t stop myself from using it. My phone vibrated every time there was a notification and there again my battery died early. I came home from college and sat on my bed, and stayed in the same position staring at my Laptop up until I went to sleep. No home-works, no food, no life to be precise!

The decision that I took with a heavy heart has done wonders! I spend time cooking, playing the guitar and I have yet again started reading novels! And, I do all my assignments from College in time! Also, I update my blog more often! So its something good that happened! And strangely enough, I am happy and I don't miss Facebook as much! Not that I would never get back on Facebook ever again but I will after some time!

Till then it is Goodbye Facebook! =]

 And just as I was done writing this, I looked up on Google for some pictures for the article and it made me laugh for a while to find out that there is a disorder called, Facebook Addiction Disorder. Wow, so this thing happens for real! And there are help groups for the same! Jeez! I was not THAT addicted as I think of it now! But on the second thought, life without it is certainly better! =]