March 3

Dear diary,
Ohmigosh, do you have any idea what i dreamt today? Well... it was Manu...well...we were at the old school and everything was like we were a couple.hehe.it was funny!! At the end of the dream we were in an embrace... phew...but I should say I liked it... bad me!! But the hilarious part was that later when I messaged him he was saying that his mother was trying for alliance with his brother... haha... how funny it will be if I turn out to be his sister in law??
Something is wrong at home. Amma and Achan don’t seem to be in terms. Well. I am not ready to meddle in that. I think it’s just another fight. I can’t understand what is wrong with them. They are always fighting for one thing or another. Amma says that to understand that I’ll have to marry someone like my father. Well, I seriously doubt that. Because my father is a very unique person. You know what? I have never met anyone with such superior intelligence. But at one point I concur with mother. He is not meant for a family life. Too much of a bachelor spirit is in him- if you can get what I meant!! Now only I remembered one thing. Today yet another proposal came for me. Amma vetoed. He was an engineer or something. She wants me to marry a doctor itself. She says that only another doctor can understand the working hours and such stuff. May be she is right. She is always right in the long run. And anyway I’m not ready for marriage right now.
Life at hostel is actually taking a turn to worse. Now it’s just not the food. My roommates cum best friends are having some problems with me and each other. It really sucks!! Thyroxin and P 32 is not talking with each other. And then Diazepam... that’s another story. She is not mingling with us at all. And in between them is me. And I’m missing them all. Crap!!
Planning to go to Benzoyl peroxide’s home.i’m having tough time here. Know what? I failed for microbiology. I can’t understand how dumb I have turned out to be. No one fails “micro”. Shit!! But I failed. I can’t just say that it’s because I had to practise for skit for youth fest. It’s a very dumb excuse. Everyone else who was there for the skit passed na. I don’t know what to do with me.
Bye for now...
With love,
Me.