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OK, so we got invited to the birthday party of his friend's daughter. The time said 12. We arrived there at 12 and find we are the first person - the only person there was the girl's father!!! WTF? Indian standard time.

So here i am, sitting in a corner, nursing a headache and wondering when this would end -and  it has not even started yet...

Yesterday, we went to DTF for tda's birthday lunch. We love that place. Just because he did not want a cake, we got one!!! I did not have much of an appetite - k and the others kept pressing me to eat more. Which made want to scream .. I hate it when anyone does that.

The past few days, I have been going back to the past. Unwillingly. Memories of distant places and even more distant people kept flashing in and out. I know my defenses are down but I cannot take this anymore. I want to give up the elf for adoption and run away to the Himalayas loaded with books and grass. I still need to buy a iPad.

That or I want to become a street walker and sell my body and soul and anything that is left.

I think I am finally losing the plot.