Sometimes I can't help but think how love is a hopeless melodrama that's waiting to unfold. Take out all the happy parts, add in bad moments and throw in a couple of melancholic emotions and wallah, you found love.

Its ironic that often enough, the people that give you hope are the ones to crush it later on.

Of course I'm not referring to myself :)
I'm loving my life right now ba da dum da da. (except for the homework part and marimuthu sundanam because he's a super massive blackhole and a super massive asshole at the same time.)

Meanwhile, let it be known to the world that I completed all my geog tutorials YAY!!
Now for corrections ): ):