Ceaseless. =]

It’s 12.55 am, my blog refuses to open and so I type this out on MS Word.
God bless Bill Gates.
My body aches and every muscle in it is calling me out for mercy but as is tradition, I am going to blog about this.
Cause I’m writing on a high.
I’m writing on such a high.
I’m writing on the high of winning Malhar.

The last two days, and possibly the last 2 months were practically living hell.
But winning. Oh, man it so makes up for it.

Cuz like they said in Vanilla Sky – Without the bitter, baby, the sweet ain’t as sweet.

I’m too tired to be exuberant and yet not tired enough to stop being jubilant. I can’t get over the announcement, I can’t get over the lethargic, disappointed way we lay around at the prospect of losing and the ridiculously euphoric way we ran around hugging everyone in sight (Everyone who was there can stop smirking NOW) at the announcement of our victory. Our sweet, sweet and so well deserved victory.

I don’t know how to explain what I feel. How every single person in the Social and Dramatic Union feels.
‘Cause at the end of the day, we just won another college event, right?

But it is just so much more than that.

I think I’m going to just shut up now and leave it at this:

We kicked ass, people. We really kicked ass.

[How eloquent slang can be, no?]

:D

And also:

IN. YOUR. FACE.

*evil laugh destroys the moment*

How utterly predictable.


[May I just remind the feeble number of people who read this page that I was really really tired when I wrote this so please pardon the crappy writing. Its really not my best. *wince*]
Um, yeah. Bye.