Busy. Satisfied yet disappointed.

So I didn't post for two days. That's normal, innit?
As my last post read, I had my college fest on the 30th and 31st of March. It was the usual; fun yet not that great.
My photographers and I had loads of work. We clicked about 8k photos in 2 days. That's just an appalling number to be honest. The location of half the photographs are not known, due to a couple of the 'workers' being slack-ier  than others.


And, I took pictures using others' cameras and memory cards in addition to mine, and they aren't with me. In fact, none of my clicks are with me. Sad sad epiphany.

Coming back to the fest, The One tells me he had fun. Though MM's rant about everything being pathetic was missed, the rest had fun. Capt. Douchebaguette had a tiff with the others on the first days itself, and was missing for a large part of the fest. Even LB had showed up to be a part of the festivities. The One also made new friends. But a friend who came even closer than she was last time around was Wrigglypoo. I absolutely ADORE ol' Wrigglypoo (New character!). She is SO cool and fantastic. She also won the debate! That's how talented she is!  All the others, including SS's lazy ass, were a part of the organising committee and each and everyone contributed in more than a way. And the late nights playing UNO, taking each other's cases, playing on the XBox and sleeping as soon as the movie started sums up how The One, SS and Sticky (Another new character!) caught less than 40 winks.

The celebrities that came to perform for the fest were Jal, the Band and Yoyo Honey Singh. This was apparently great news for a large part of the audience, and to be fair, they did not disappoint. Jal had a decent concert, which kind of deteriorated as the evening progressed. And Yoyo Honey Singh? He was quite the entertainer, as his fans claimed. The One, who wasn't a great follower of his music, was made to groove on his beats (The One's dance moves are quite amusing!)  

The disappointment. 
The One wasn't the one that was let down this time around, it was me. I, as the head of the photography team was allowed to appoint 3 photographers to cover the fashion show, the headline of the fest apart from the celebrity. And I, being the selfless person that I am, appointed 3 others to cover the event. Because they had worked hard. What I had expected in return was gratitude, not that I wanted them to smother me with love, but a 'Thanks man' would've been nice. But all I get in return are buttload of pictures shoved in my face mocking me of my absence. Not that I'm a needy recognition vulture, but it did hurt a part of me. And what is worse? Faujistan was a part of them. Well, all I can do is write about it, and admire the beautifully clicked photos of them models. iSad.


Also, The One tackled The Ex Birthday Issue smoothly, The One thinks.


The One has a plate full of work for tomorrow and he hasn't done shit. I must go pester him to prepare for the tasks, for he might be 'All that' but he is a lazy piece of God's creation as well. Sayonara.