Well Played, India!

the futility of all this amuses me. just like almost everything else in life. perhaps people are accustomed enough to the brainless dispersal of knowledge. they can accept the system for what it is. wonder what these people do with the useless info they are fed...does this theory of people management this guy is teaching me ever gonna be of use to me? everything's so Blurry...have stopped thinking more than an hour ahead of the present. leading towards a vague future which somehow seems okay...even with the distortion and fuzziness...accept the present and move on. an apology makes them so happy...perhaps giving them the illusion of power...such fickle creatures...hmmm...'creature' actually rhymes with them... these days i find myself thinking more and morew about the whole store-life-digitally thing...it would be worth the trouble. another must-dosometime-in-life thing. the way to get by in this college is to remain in the masses...don't do anything out of the ordinary and you'll be just fine...too abd for me, i guess...can't stay put in a place and keep my head down. MUST move around and talk the hell outta everything...conversation for the sake of speaking is long gone. people will alays have points to prove, subtle messages to convey, gentle hints to give, snide remarks to pass. like the creature right now. talking normally, being sarcastic as hell...supremely sarcastic...yup, that was my response to that little speech... duh...all this would really (could really) be very useful if only i understood the sounds he emits with his wad of tobacco or whatever caught in his lower lip... regrets...and almost everytime a new bhasudi shows up i can add another regret to the list...something i could've done to avoid this...hindsight is a beautiful thing. makes me realize that i pay a price for having too much fun.