I went on to a the facebook page of a local radio station that basically plays justin bieber songs 24/7. If you want, you can listen to them here...they are actually pretty good because of the radio djs. I'd even go so far as to say they are toronto's best station!?

Anyway, so I was bored, and I thought what better way to have fun then by torturing "tweenagers" by informing them that their beloved Justin Bieber has found a special lady.

Girls came to the defense of his singleness..... hahaha

Lunch didn't happen as I thought it would. So it seems this is it for now. It's been an interesting saga.  My friends have recommended I stay away from him in case I get kidnapped and smuggled in his basement to become his sex slave.

A few more interesting stories resulted from this which unfortunately I cannot share. Perhaps a new journey is on the horizon. Until then, au revoir mes amis!

Yeah I don't know what I'm doing up at 3:23 am. It's so hot in the house and I can't sleep.

I believe in 'string' theory, not the real string theory, but my version of string theory. For every string of unfortunate events there is an equal string for fortunate events that follows. A string of (un)fortunate events by my definition equals 3 distinct events. The time span can be as short as 3 days or as long as an undefined period.

String event 1: My string of unfortunate events began on Saturday May 22nd. That weekend I participated in a 10 km (or 6.21 m) run for charity for which I didn't have the chance to train. The swelling in my right foot for running too much has still not subsided to this day.

String event 2: Sunday May 23rd was the actual wedding and reception (with an open bar). Too much to drink, not enough to eat, exhaustion from the prior day led to a total body failure. I collapsed and hit my head on the floor and was unconscious. I still get moments of dizziness.

String event 3: Ah this is the one you're all waiting for. On the night of June 4th, Ani and I were joking around on msn as usual. I then asked her what she talks about with her friends. I wanted to know whether there was substance to her. I ended up accusing her of acting like a 2 year old all the time because she wouldn't give me a straight answer. 

We stopped talking.

About 5 minutes later, Ani messages

Ani: "Mayank, you're so good to me. You believe in me when no else does. You make me feel good. I only started talking to you as a joke but now I'm emotionally attached. I really like you. I'm just a stupid immature kid. I don't know if I should or can tell you this. If I do you'll stop talking to me... I know."

Me: "Ani, you're not stupid. I just want to get to know the real you...so talk! TELL ME!"

Ani: "But if I tell you, you'll never talk to me again"

Me: "Ani, I don't think there's anything you can tell me that I haven't heard. Stop pushing me away and tell me!"

Ani: "Mayank....stop calling me Ani....that's not my name. I wish......I wish you were....."

Mayank: "what...what???? what is your real name?! What do you wish I was?"

Ani: "Mayank..........."

Mayank: "Clearly, I'm not everything you want but just tell me what it is you wish I was!"

Ani "I can't, I'm tired.....Mayank I only wish the best for you....take care"

She signed off at approximately 12:05 am.

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AHHHHHHHHH! Did she block me? Is she ever going to talk to me? I decided to send her an email. Here's exactly what I wrote to her:

"Hi....
 
So I think you have some explaining to do.
 
How can you tell me you like me or think you like me, and then not stay to talk? And why do I get the feeling you're hesitant about meeting me? AND if your name isn't Ani...what is it?!
 
I'm not asking to be in a relationship. I totally respect your decision about being single and having fun. All I'm asking for is a chance to meet you and to get to know the real you!
 
To be honest, I think you're absolutely gorgeous, hilarious (sometimes), fobby but in a good way ;), and smart. You have a lot going for you and I want to get to know the real you!
 
Don't push me away because I'll keep coming back (not in a creepy way aha) :)
 
Mayank"

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The next day, June 5th, we started talking again. So many unanswered questions. What's her real name? Why won't she meet me? What does she wish I was?!"

Ani: "Mayank I got you're email :)"

Mayank: "And....?"

Ani: "And I want to tell you........"

Mayank: "So tell me!"

Ani: "I am.....I am......"

Mayank: "........................?"

Ani: "I am .....O"

Mayank: "Oprah?"

Ani: "lol yes...Oprah...."

Mayank: "....wait....oh please don't tell me.... no way..... you're Omar?!"

Ani: "Yes"

Talk about Betrayal? Lies? Deceit? Toying with emotions!? Wow...just a loss for words

This is who I thought I was talking to the whole time:



Part 4: Understanding