What now?

The only people who made life seem worth it are well, gone.
The only people left, will be left behind, soon enough.
In life, there's friends, family and love. Three things worth living for.
I have friends, well, some.
I have a family.
So I have things to live for.

Then there's college.
If that doesn't happen, what next?

When you have things to live for, but nothing to make it worth it..
What next?

What happens if you have reasons to live, but no will too?

What then?


Disclaimer: No, I am not suicidal, I've just been watching too much One Tree Hill.

The food of MY love. = )

So, there's this band called Jack's Mannequin. They're a rock-pop band. And they're brilliant.
See, most people around my age seem to think that only Metal's cool. And those who truly love music always have this bias against certain types of music. I, on the other hand, think that if you truly ARE a music lover, you need to appreciate all kinds of music. I love all music, even the noisy head banging metal that makes my head hurt. That's cool too, y'know?
There ARE other amazing bands, like Coldplay, The Fray, 3 Doors Down, Lifehouse and the like.. but, you want to know what's so special about this band?
Andrew McMahon. (See picture)

This guy, was diagnosed with LEUKEMIA! He fought it, and continued to sing.
He's a legend. The man is a genius.

"On May 27, 2005 (three months before the release of Jack's Mannequin's debut album Everything in Transit), McMahon was forced to cancel all of his upcoming concerts.[3] After a medical examination in connection with a relentless case of laryngitis, McMahon was admitted to a hospital in New York City, where he was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia on June 1, 2005.[4] Since the illness was diagnosed in its early stages, McMahon's doctors had high hopes for a full recovery. In the wake of this, many fans started projects to raise money for leukemia awareness. Most notably, the music website AbsolutePunk.net had orange wristbands specially made, reading "I Will Fight" (a line from a song only available on the British version of Something Corporate's North, "Watch The Sky", which McMahon claims to be his favorite song he ever wrote). They sold close to 6,000 bands, raising over $20,000 which was donated to the Pediatric Cancer Research Foundation"
^ Wikipedia.

I've always loved this band, and after I read this story about a year ago, I not only love, but respect this band, and it's lead singer.

So, I've taken it upon myself to make sure more people find out about this band, and the amazing story behind the lead singer.
So, tell a friend.
Listen to them.
You'll end up loving them like I do.

Oh, and while you do, make sure to listen to Something Corporate too!
Watch the sky, in particular

Do this for me.
Yours hoping-you'll-do-this.
Shrutilaya the Jack's Mannequin Addict = D

P.S. I'm leaving for Dubai tomorrow, I'll see you guys in five days.
TA! Miss mmee!

Dear People-Who-Do-Not-Comment.

It's been a while since I've blogged. Or done anything even remotely productive, actually. I've been reading. Watching Tv and movies that I've missed all through out the past year due to vaguely important exams, also known as my 12th Boards. Which, I might inform you, are over. And it feels good.
I shall start working on my portfolio and the like, later on.
As of now. I don't give a damn.
I have taken it upon myself to read and reread classic novels. Some of them are boring, depressing and sadly reserved.
It just makes you wonder, was "whimsical" and "impulsive" not part of any of these writers vocabs?
I love classics, mind you. But I'm slightly sick of the reserve.
I know the lived in different times, but.. it just seems so unnatural. Doesn't it?
I watched Jane Austen Book Club today morning, and it's funny, isn't it? Ironic even. We seem to be able to relate with people who lived 200 years before us.
Despite their reserve and their very formal attitude towards love or the opposite sex, we relate to them.
I don't really know the point of this blog. But since I've been doing nothing but reading, shopping on occasion and sitting at home making conversation with my mother, I almost feel like a "Miss Shrutilaya".
All I need now is the dress.
But, in Chennai, I'll probably burn to death. No, I'm not a vampire, daylight does not BURN me, but it's just exceptionally warm. Ugh.

Anyway, my point being, I'm glad I have this time.
It feels well deserved after a year of hard work and constant studying.

For all you little people writing exams soon, all the best and HA! *Sticks tongue out*

Sorry, could not avoid that.

Lovingly,
Miss Shrutilaya Ramanathan
Chennai

P.S. I've been wanting to do something drastic, y'know? To mark my freedom, any suggestions? Other than a tattoo, that I will get soon!
So, suggestions, please.
ThankYou.