Factory of tiny facts

My skin is oil factory.That's how someone once described it.Exaggerated off course but still apt!

A dancing oil factory is no good either.I'm sweating buckets and don't feel the need to go to gym as long as I am dancing which is definitely helping me burn calories.But there's something majorly wrong with my skin :| and my body too.I get tired too easily which is why I'm unable to dance much.And on top of that , my skin oil factory is troubling me helluva!

Anyway , in spite of having cramps in my foot & terrible pain in my leg muscles , I've been dancing like no one's watching yet still very much aware that I am sometimes watched by one of those 100 odd spectators.

Navratri is in full swing! My city is good at something after all :) We have great events organized by some people here.The best part about these navratri events is that..the cream crowd of the city comes under one roof in the best of their clothes! :D
I'm a lil disappointed with this yr's crowd though.Its not so ultra cool like it used to be any other time before but am past having crushes so it doesn't matter anyway :P

I had my moments too.One was where I met this girl from school ..who was a good friend of mine back then but I lost touch with her after school.So it was EXTREMELY nice when she called out for me so DELIGHTEDLY :) See..a genuine wish to talk to someone just comes out naturally.And when she said she had been trying to come to my place , I was even more thrilled.She's a great girl & been a cool friend.No pretenses.No show off attitude.Intelligent , good looking & sweet.
Felt good talking to her.

Then I met another school friend.No actually a lot of them.But this guy , H - I saw him after 5 years!! Although am quite sure now that guys have a pattern in greeting a girl ..they always begin with "Oh hey...you ?! I didn't recognize" even when its so obvious that they recognized you much earlier :|
So I was the one to initiate the talk.I crossed him while he was sitting with his folks and since I was too close to him , I called out his name.And then he STOOD & talked.Courtesy! I like it.I forgot what that recognizing part was anyway :P

Saw some similar faces.And the eyes of those similar faces were on my friend- the bday gal! She was looking way too pretty that day.

Its not fair.Its not fair that all good looking people are into my life.No ..its not fair that in my life , I have the best of the good looking people.And specially the best of my friends.

I need some attention yaar! :P Its just NOT fair !!!

I'm not jealous.I'm sad jealous - one where I cannot do much.
I don't wish that they looked just average.
All I want is - to match up to them - in looks.

Beauty lies in the eyes is bullshit.
Beauty is where beauty is! Not in the eyes.

I was freaked out about all this.My skin , my looks , my height!
I think I still am.
Next time ..I see more number of good looking people around - I'm sure I'll go into depression.

But anyway...Its Dance time for now.
Oh and..I have a dying urge to cuss M.He's acting so weird!