Troubled times

I think I've stepped into this small island in the middle of a large, possibly eternal ocean with nothing but a palm tree to cling to.

Wait, what was I saying?

My environment has begun to have a highly reactive effect on me. Everything I do, see or hear is constantly monitored and filtered by whatever it took to raise me to seventeen. As a result, I am a silent assassin to mainstream media who doesn't really do his job, but ends up arousing hatred for his foe.

Wait, what?

The so-called Board exams were over almost a month ago, but if you wear spectacles, you will observe that they still tend to go on, picking up a different name on the way.
Entrance tests almost have me on the edge of my seat, and I'm almost studying, which is troublesome, because this way, I will almost get into college, let alone something in the Indian Ivy League.

Damn.

But, what's really weird is me sitting down to document it on the web.
[you should be studying]
(you should be writing)
{you should try and manage stuff}
•why don't you shut up•
I'm going to sleep
:I don't need you:
//yeah, I hate you, too.

Wait, this doesn't look right.
Hold on, let me delete this...

Nothing special here

I thought it would bring out anarchy and chaos. I thought people would gasp in disbelief, and say "say it ain't so!". I thought people would tell their friends, and their friends would tell their friends, and they would tell their friends to comment on my post and beg me not to stop.

But while I was dreaming, people were busy not paying too much attention to it.
And so, the April Fool's project didn't go as well as planned, with only a minute percentage of the populus daring to check and find that the hoax was a hoax.
However, the '100th post' chunk wasn't a lie. So if you read that earlier and thought it was a mere prank, do spray a little confetti into your surroundings in celebration of my hundredth post.

Now forget whatever I said above this sentence, and push yourself into today.

Toodles

Hundred is a very special number to people. I know someone who feels that way. You probably do, too.
And when it comes to typing my hundredth blog post, I can't help but be part of this tradition.

It is a very special day, indeed. Not just because this is my hundredth blurb, but also because today is the first day after the completion of school. I am through with their examinations. I am done with their Boards. We've waved each other a nice goodbye. One that makes you want to say 'hello' again.

Anyway, since this is the hundredth post, I am forced to treat it with a little extra importance. And with treating it so, there is an important announcement I'd like to make.

I am not going to blog anymore.

I never knew I'd have to say it so soon, but they've told me that there is no better time than now.

So, adiós muchachas, and adiós muchachos. It has been extremely prodigious contributing my thoughts to the Internet, where not many people cared.

Good night everyone, and thank you for coming. This is your host for the evening, abhas1.