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Seriously, don’t read this. One, I’m highly frustrated as I write this. Two, if you read this and don’t comment, I shall get more frustrated. (And how shall I know if you’ve read it? I possess powers you know not,ok? And no giggling allowed, too)

Here’s a list of things which drive me round the bend.

Windows’ ‘Are you sure?’ message. I am god dammed sure. I’m not mad to click on the delete button otherwise.

Orkut’s Bad, bad server. No donut for you.
I don’t want a donut. Please believe me. I hate them. I’d rather have chocolate chip cookies. Or cold coffee.
No donut for you?? (Repeats to increase the effect of incredulity.)

Getting disconnected when
1) You’ve almost finished downloading a HUGE file- 98% complete and…. Aaaargh.
2) You’re chatting and your friend says mysteriously, ‘you know, I wanted to tell you something….’ Poof. And she was just about to spill the beans because she couldn’t keep it secret any longer. Surely, by the time you have reconnected she’ll say, ‘never mind. I shouldn’t be talking about all this anyway.’ Grrrr.
Who knows how many lives have been destroyed forever this way? Imagine you’re quarelling with your special someone (ahem, ahem) and he says in a fit of anger, ‘I never want to talk to you again.’ And you’re about to clear things up with one magical sentence. Snap. You’re signed out. Disconnected. The rest is better left unsaid.

Continuous rains. Really, how can it rain so much in Manipal? Please, give us a break sometimes so that we can go out without gazing upwards every two minutes in trepidation.
It is NOT nice to be grounded due to rains. (Forget everything I said about solitude and the like.)

Finding insects in your plate or drink. Ew! I seem to have an insectomagnetic field around me. Don’t you dare laugh. They follow me everywhere!

Scene 1

I’d gone to a house to pay a social visit.
‘What do you want? Coffee?’, asked the hostess.
‘No, just a glass of water.’ (Oh, I loathe badly made coffee. Wait. I can write a whole post on that. Watch this space for more details.)
I smiled and said what a lovely day it was indeed, the weather was just right etc etc. and I proceed to lift the glass upto my dainty lips. (James Bond music in the background.) Some external force seized me and I looked into the glass. Ewwww, a dead insect with wings and many legs.

‘Um, there’s an insect in the water.’
‘Oh, I’m so so sorry. Here, give it to me’ and she handed me another glass. Closing my mind against the image of the floating insect, I drank the water.

Scene 2

As a child, I had this habit of opening beans before I ate them.

Hmm, this post is getting a lil’ too yucky. Never mind the beans. I found something not-so-nice in it. That’ll suffice, I guess. (Wipes a tear from her right eye.)
I have many more of insect tales (maybe I can begin an animation series like duck tales. PJ, I know. (there, I’ve nullified the effect of the PJ by accepting it’s one and making you smile, anyway. Smart, no?))

But next time you see me bring a morsel close to my eye and turn it around in my fingers to observe it from all angles and maybe even cut it into smaller pieces (there could be something inside, you know), you’ll know what I’m doing.

Ooh, how could I forget this one? Guys in Orkut wanting friendship. Dude, go get a life! How desperate can you get? There was this absolute pervert who approached me on Orkut. *shudder*

I think I’ll switch my loyalty to Facebook very soon…

Hiccups. Always at the wrong times. I was talking to an old school friend after ages and I go hic, hic, hic-a-hic. Nothing works, I tell you! Not even glassfuls of water or holding my breath till I look asphyxiated. Grr.

That brings us to the end of the list. Aaah, it feels good. Nothing like a good yelling session to make you feel better. I can’t believe I have nothing more left to list. Ho hum, I’ll find something else to whine about very soon. But no, that’s another post!