There.

I am .effing.tired.
Of living in a house of shadows and this glumness is turning a permanent friend. My remote-control's probably going away, without a cell or a contact number, for three years, to study Physics in Indian Institute of Technology. We barely ever met or barely ever will, as it seems, so it hardly matters.
What, however, matters is: I am a friendless, foeless, rootless, remote-control-less moron. And I've always been, and I'll always be, and I'll always be living in my own lonely loops, watching life as it leaks down the hole in the roof, and while away hours writing morbid posts.

For that matter, I may screw the Physics Pracs tomorrow, and the Hons Theory hence and give the centre-shocks to a few professors with the most ridd-diculous notion on earth.