Regardless of the title if you decided to read this post then – Congratulations! You are a brave soul
and y ou’re going to witness the birth of an awful cartoonist today. This is the -exact- graphical representation of how last year around the same time I nearly escaped death or being charged with murder. Either ways if that would have happened this blog would not have come into existence. That escalated quickly, didn’t it?
About the event – It was annual school alumni meet. Before I went for convent education I studied in a public school. This isn’t about public vs convent schools in anyway – it’s just the kind of people I met at these places were drastically different from each other. And, that made me a rock. I am thankful for the experience – but my ex-classmates…oh my ex-classmates. This is pretty much how it went when one of my favourites (you’ll see why) came to greet me. Um hmm…I hold grudges, and I draw stickman comics (from today?) so Beware! For it shall rain
beetroot juice blood! Also, excuse the grammatical errors (if any) for reasons stated in the last sentence. :’)