Got my 50 bucks back.

You know, when Inception first opened here, I noticed a hike in the number of FB status raving about its awesomeness. I'd roll my eyes. I mean, seriously, how awesome can a one-word-titled movie be? Little did I know, I was sooo wrong. I accidentally caught the movie last night, thanks to me really bored sis, and boy was I blown away. I walked out of the cinema, thinking of what I'd have for my personal Totem. Whoosh. I'm still trying to figure that part out though. Christopher Nolan, bless your heart!

I finally managed to return that silly graduation gown and yes I got my fifty bucks back, without even having to utter a single word. It was nice, especially on a day when I really didn't feel like talking. Hailed a cab, which by the way took damn long to come. I had to wait like for an hour before I finally spotted a cab. At that instant I seriously contemplated just bidding that fifty bucks away. Like perhaps, I could just burn the gown and derive some twisted level of satisfaction from it, but no, the money won me over. So there I was, hopped into the taxi, I uttered the name of the place and instantly the driver knew where it was. Phew. Coz I didnt. It was kinda funny though, how the uncle was convinced that I was headed there to return my wedding gown. Heh. Evidently, I don't make it apparent enough that I have little or no intentions in changing my relationship status. Still very much in love with myself. Anyways, as soon as I got to that studio, swing the door open, looked around, headed for the nearest counter, the guy silently took out my gown from the paper bag, checked the sucker and then handed me my fifty bucks. It was...peaceful... not wanting to break the moment, I took the money smiled and left, without uttering a single 'thank you.' I felt rude, but that only lasted for a split-second. If only my days could be like that. Blissful silence.

I'm feeling lazy.