Do Not Read.

Why are enthu cutlets called enthu cutlets? I think that phrase is an insult, right under the belt, to everything in the English language. It makes me want to retch.

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Please please do not use enthu cutlet to describe anything. Not even first years. Heh. I'll tell you why.

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a) Enthu is just such an ill sounding contraction of the word enthusiasm; which, by itself, is not that great a word to begin with. (I have favourite words too; I think satisfaction is an incredible word, with high coming a close second. My roomie's favourite word is whimsy; just like her)

b) What is the logic behind calling a first year a cutlet? What, in the world, is the connection?

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Anyway, this blog is largely becoming increasingly personal and therefore, boring me.

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Worry not, though. I mean to keep this blog as impersonal and im-private as possible. This blog is not about me. It's about you. Ugh. Ok, it's about the weird things that happen in Law School. So you can be entertained. Do not, for a minute, think that I labour under the delusion that this blog entertains anybody. But it does, you must agree, provide for some amusement when a day before term paper submission (it sounds so much cooler to say term papers), when you haven't started typing (you notice this distinction between typing and research that some folks have? It drives me crazy. I mean, they'll ask me, Have you started? knowing me and knowing fully well that I haven't. Then, they'll ask me Typing? Or research? Wtf! I do both together dammit, and no, I haven't started either.), then this blog is one of the things you can read. Alternatively, you can just work on your term paper; but if you're the kind who does that, you're probably not reading this blog anyway.

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But, at the end of the day, you got to admit, that this is my blog. And, I am free to post whatever-the-goddamned-hell I want to. Even if it is the trashiest piece of English prose there ever was.

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Like this one.

Back to School.

Twelve more days to go back to that unbelievably, painfully, mind numbingly, irritatingly, maddeningly, unprecedentedly and unequivocally loathsome, abhorrent, despicable, condemnable, contemptible, pathetic, hapless, wretched, miserable, hateful, detestable, abominable, odious, execrable, demented, sick, sore, disgusting, nauseating, repulsive, skanky, infernal hellhole called Law School.

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And, you know what's worse?

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I seem to think I wouldn't mind it that much. F! I'm becoming one of those. Help.

(and you are one of the reasons, mwah!)

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(yes, I'm still around)

Welcome To The Jungle

..At the end of the tunnel, there is a light bulb that glows,
Only when I get there will I know what it shows...

It Makes Me Wonder.

Indian Courts and their judgments.

How many people in Law School would get that warrant for the same reason as those two did?

(thinks)

Wow.