"Specific" (and its various forms), is officially my all new favourite word. It gets a place on my blog because it marks an event of sorts. A significant progress. From "killer", "full on!", "amazing" and "oh my god", I have now reached SPECIFIC.
" You should have just specified." *with an confusing smirk*
"Nothing specific." *in an attempt to sound professional maybe?*
" I really need you to specify the reason behind not going ." *as a general statement*
" Uh, specify!" *because it's a habit now*
" Why cant I just be specific about I'm feeling ? Argh." * in one of those Aditi-on-Aditi phases. Often procrastinated, but always thought of*
I must be really awkward with myself after i coloured those moods. Usually, I choose the same shade. But, this looks unusually colourful. Wow. Maybe this post will mark the end of my being specific about thoughts. Disconnected . Horribly disconnected. Disconnected beyond imagination. I know what you're thinking. But, forgive me for I don't feel like stopping. Which bring us to the end of this muddled muck. The colours are really not me. The word is still mine. The next shall be better.
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