Amusing Oneself In Selfistan....

Now, whoever has lived on their own knows that it's hard to do. When you come home after a hard days work - be it in the large MNC or at Macdonalds or at university or even at the local pub (but that might be a hard night's work) - it's always nice if someone has prepared dinner for you, has cleaned up the pizza boxes from the midnight snack you ordered and has done your laundry. But apart from the tedious activities that are somewhat necessary (in other words - necessary because no-one wants to live in a mould-friendly house), it's just nice if there's someone to talk to when you come home. Living in silence, although fun at times, is not always preferable to a nice big party.

It's kind of the same in Selfistan. But, it's different as well. I guess, living alone is often a result of circumstance, whereas living in Selfistan is a choice - kind of like the choice one makes to drink a cup of coffee, which I need to - but much more important than that one...obviously.

So how do I keep myself sane in Selfistan. Hmm, I guess it's a combination of talking to myself, keeping myself occupied, talking to my imaginary friends, and, most importantly......









writing posts such as these.




yes, it's true..the only reason I wrote this was to amuse myself - but you should've figured that out from the title....and honestly...don't take the 'ways to amuse oneself' too seriously. I dont have imaginary friends...just thought I'd clarify that...


That's it for now, ciao, adios, au revoir...and remember...to be born again, first you must die

~me