Hate is a strong word.

I hate her. I knew all along she wasn't worth it. Today, she confirmed it.
She's the most spoilt child in the history of spoilt children. That's why I kinda mantained a certain distance from her even when we became good friends. She was always like that. Rude, arrogant, too straightforward, didn't care about others' feelings. In other words, hers was a don't-give-a-damn attitude.

I have these disgusting habits of being sensitive, minding every little thing, taking jokes seriously and being a drama queen. According to her, that is. She told me this repeatedly. After every mean thing she said to me. "OMG, you're so sensitive. Har baat dil pe le leti ho." And then she'd talk behind my back, literally, telling her best friend (who's now very, very close to me), "Yar, ye har baat mind kar jati ha." and other bad characteristics I have. (I could hear every word.)

Things changed with the passage of time and we learned to co-exist. Some things never change, though. Every once in a while, she would let out a remark about me, which, you guessed it, was not very polite. I learned to stay quiet (well, almost quiet) and not get into any serious arguments.

Still, I regarded her as a friend. She was nice at times, I have to admit. I thought now, after all these years, she might have changed or the better. I had nothing against her.

How wrong I was. Oh, how wrong.

Few days ago she made my cyber life hell by writing bullshit about me on a friend's photo. A point that has been taken up by two people who insist upon discussing it and refuse to let me hear the end of it. I tried to explain politely, but that didn't work. Even that friend who has posted the photo (which does not include me), asked them to kindly shut up. That made matters worse. Now maybe I should ignore them and their idiotic views they think are very important to be made public.

So, thank you, W, for that. Thanks a lot. I hope insulting a friend and insisting upon what you did was no big deal made your life better, because mine suddenly is a great deal worse now.

I hate you for that.
I know hate is a strong word. That's why I'm using it.

Library blues

Can you believe it?! Only few days ago I was ranting about how badly I needed books. Today, I am in a library with 49,000 books, and I don't KNOW what to read! Gawd.

The staff here is kind of sarra wa. As in very sarra wa. Like they don't want any questions. They look like they're bored out of minds. I have asked few questions, not very cheerfully did they give me (very unhelpful) answers. There are other things bugging me right now. Questions nagging me. I want answers. The library people are not very keen on helping me get them.

Oh, did I mention this library has 49,000 books? No, no. This has a decent number, but nowhere NEAR 49k. Their database has this many. And you don't have access to the database if you're a non-member. But I AM a member. -_-. That's what's bugging me. I want to ask them how to gain access to the database. But no one likes to be treated like scum. That's how they're treating me. Maybe I'm exaggerating a little. Or more, maybe. =P

So, let's suppose I can see their database. The question is:

What do I read?!?!?!

I plan to issue few Nancy Drew books. Harry Potter will take a week. Maybe I should issue past papers ki koi book. Hmm.

Oh, update.

I just asked them about the database. They readily agreed to show me. But I didn't need it just then. I was using this computer, how could I leave it unattended, with my Blogger, Facebook, Hotmail signed in? Still, she told me to sit on the database wala computer. I said that I was using the other one and wanted to continue doing so for half an hour. She was like, "Okay, khalas. No broblem."

Made me feel like a complete loser. -_-