The thrill of hundred eyes watching you. The excitement of holding the mike. The nervousness topped with confidence. The jittery feeling in your stomach and passion for your motion.

Is intoxicating.

Believe me. A year back, I used to shiver just at the thought of standing in front of everyone in the assembly.
Today, I took over my fear and spoke fearless-ly. I was surprised at my own confidence.
Passion took over. Confidence parallel to my rationality.

I proudly say today that, I am proud of myself.

The mere thought of me being talent-less which entered my cognition a few days back, has left no trail. Yes, I have a talent.
A talent of being passionate. Passionate in things I am involved in. Be it a debate, a project, class assignment or fashion, writing or starbucks, people, India, books, friendship or love.

My passion is at entirely different level.

I know i dont have a talent which people can acknowledge or maybe even appreciate.
I am still happy about having something which I am content with.

Imperfection is beauty. Madness is genius.
Its better to be absolutely ridiculous than to be absolutely boring.

Coming to my usual rebellion self. I have teacher’s day celebration at school tomorrow. I dont know what am I going to wear!! Our class theme is decided as black and white. There’s going to be music, food, balloons etc etc. The party is going to be awesome i suppose. Kanishk is going to manage the party and have a photo shoot!
Which I am not going to be a part of.
Decided.

I don’t appreciate the idea of carrying a camera as huge as me and alluring everyone to be at their best just for a photo shoot.
Maybe I am selfish or silly. And acting out of my mind. Or maybe even jealous.
I’m not going to go into the depth of it.

Monster just asked me to delete my earlier post part about hb and him.
I wrote about my opinion about it cause its “my” blog. Where I write about things happening in my life or my perspective about things. Anyway, I get it.
I wont comment or give my opinion about your issues.
Apologies.

I just checked PinkDragon’s page on facebook.
101 people like it. :D
Whoa. If you haven’t liked it, like it.

I’ll love you even more.

If you want to trace my bipolar disorder, see the emotion shifts in one single post.

I am crazy. One piece.

X PinkDragon X

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