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Being Happy - A sin??!!

I actually debated over a few titles for this post

1. having a nice time - a sin??
2. enjoying with friends - a sin??
3. being happy - a sin??

so then i decided over the third as i felt that it would describe my current mood perfectly!! I travel two and a half hours daily by college bus. The morning's journey is faster than the evening's. We do not really feel tired in the mornings but we may feel tired and drained out in the evenings.

So we play games, laugh a lot, have fun in the bus in the evenings.... it makes us forget how long the journey is and we really feel charged up!! But the staffs don't like it... i don't like the fact that they don't like it!! wish they play with us for a day and feel the difference!! :o

we are students and when we are as a group we are bound to be noisy.. they complain that the people on the road will watch us; they mean it like we wantedly do that to grab attention!! just wish they know about the attention/response or whatever given to the bus even when we shut up!!

well this does not completely justify the title does it? i wish i could explain... but my friends do not like me in a sober mood... may be i could be helped if i had a chocolate bar and a lap top (my equivalents to Devdas' alcohol and dog - stupid aren't they? well devdas does not mean that its a love failure mind it!!)

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  1. I hope your professors don't read blogs :P. Trust me, been there

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  2. nice di :)
    padikkumpodhu good feel tharudhu

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  3. student life will never come back in anyones life again......so rock on..

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