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2014: A Beautiful Past

heyo readers,
been some time since i was hear and i guess i have missed you guys more (although you people never reply or give any feedback). its like one of those talks i have with my own self sometimes where my voice of reason is the only one who replies and i end up without an outsiders perspective.
       Anyways, i decided to bid a farewell to the time the time that was.
THIS NOTE WILL HAVE MY EXPERIENCES, FEELINGS AND THE PEOPLE I HAVE MET.
      Here goes, in the earliest of months there was nothing new except for my new hair cut that i got and it only held its shine for the first day the second day it was pretty much back to normal, so that happened. the rest of the months went kinda uneventful and were pretty much stagnant. It so happened in the month of april that i fell in love (that hadnt happen from a long time now). that little love story came to an abrupt and sad end but, then again all love stories end on a sad note no matter how happy either of them are. Later, in the year during the month of june i was struggling to get an internship in print media. i mean c'mon one seat for a job for which you dont have to pay. the world must be off of its pills. In the same month i met my doctor and he told me that i must continue the medication along with the bad newes that i have a certain condition known as "Weak Limbs (Yea i dont remember the scientific name)" so that happened . when i couldnt find the internship i felt like crap but, then a ray of hope emerged in the form of LA fiesta a newly begum fashion magazine, barely 2 years old and in desperate need of content writers. so there i got a taste of my career or more like taste of one of the possible careers. Then came the most exciting month of my year, July. I got an invite of the marriage of an aunt who is 2 years elder than me. so since there is an exponentially less age difference in what is supposed to be a formal relationship i have had all types of fun that i could with my brothers and sisters. The wedding celebrations of the punjabi culture are the most invigorating and vibrant ones. i must have had a blast there  (i did drink although my forbid it). so that was an overlook. then my second year started which i was finally in. In this month we started off with preparing for a festival that was to happen at my college, i was introduced to the first year students and employed them in the ambiance department of the festival's preparation. The festival went well, I had the second motive to be acheived while it was the second year after my accident i was to get an implant from my arm (a nail that was put 2 years back in my arm surgically) removed.
that was also done and kept my unable to use my left arm for quiet a bit.
            which brings my to this final month where i had to give exams and stuff which got over,
so bye 2014 and hello 2015

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