The best thing about being depressed is that no one really cares if you are depressed or not until you do something so stupid that the world sits up and takes notice.Just to make things clear: No! I am not depressed. It's just a passing thought I came across and somehow I seemed to remember it.
I had been suffering from withdrawal symptoms for the past two weeks. The reason: My notebook went into a coma, its power-on circuit apparently screwed. Now that I've got it back, let me tell you one thing....there's no better thing to get addicted to. :P