the life and times of a stationery slut

i like stationery. scratch that. i LOVE stationery. most readers would have assumed that the internet post is the peak of my madness. yet again, i prove you wrong.

my affair with stationery began at a very young age. the moment i set my eyes on mom’s waterman fountain pen, i knew i had found my one true love. ever since then, i stare, glassy eyed, through the windows of stationery stores. its like they’re calling out to me.

the smell of ink as it stains the golden nib is one of the most unbelievably alluring things in the world. the smell of a brand new eraser. its like the smell of home.

i buy stationery wherever i see any. even if its just worth rs.5. why do i do it? i don’t know. all i know is that i like it.

birthday boost

i’m turning 18 this friday. finally, i shall be a major instead of a minor. those of you who actually read my blog will know that my aim in life is to live till i turn 18. and since i am going to fulfill this goal, you guys are going to have read pointless posts for a wee bit longer.

now to the important part-GIFTS! here’s a list of all i expect-
1. return tickets to Abu Dhabi and fully paid hotel stay there.
2. the first installment of my ferrari
3. harley davidson v-rod muscle 2009
4. uniball and staedtler pens..all the colours
5. a typewriter
6. tickets to isfahan and/or shiraz. the twins owe me that much
7. pulp fiction and kill bill posters
8. a gun so that i can kill all those useless friends who’re thinking of
giving me clothes on my birthday
9. all the twilight merchandise
10. the black and white cardigan in the promod store
11. a julia child cook book. can be ordered from amazon

i’m definitely not high maintenance. all of the above fits into the budget of 10 lakhs. so, stop cribbing and start buying.