am disgustingly happy today.drove people up the wall with "incredible sunniness".
now i'm scared of being blue again
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Saturday, September 24, 2005
i was re-reading a book today...couldnt finish re-reading since friend took it away(her logic :since i had already read the book i could wait ...which might seem reasonable to a lot of people ,but its not actually. not if you are me)
i have a very disgusting reading habit...i read books very very fast and at a stretch ....consequently i can remember very little of what i read in the book.
if however i like the book i do go back to it ...which is when the fun part begins!!it is then that i have the time to go "hee heee' or stop to think (or actually say it out loud).."awwww how cute"...
like when i read harry potter ....the weasley twins barely made any impression on me when i first read it ....now ,well i think they are the cutest of the lot.(yup !a friend would luuuurrv to date one of the weasley twins)
only when i'm re-reading the book am i in not in a tearing hurry to finish it.I actually have the time to stop, stare out of the window and wonder what i'd do differently if were in the character's shoes .....that reminds me..
ever noticed how the girl/guy always ends up with the wrong guy/girl....at least initially ?...well thats something i sooooo wouldnt do ....i mean, if i were scarlett or dominiqe or allanna or lata or maya .....or
oh well, since i'm not!!
i have a very disgusting reading habit...i read books very very fast and at a stretch ....consequently i can remember very little of what i read in the book.
if however i like the book i do go back to it ...which is when the fun part begins!!it is then that i have the time to go "hee heee' or stop to think (or actually say it out loud).."awwww how cute"...
like when i read harry potter ....the weasley twins barely made any impression on me when i first read it ....now ,well i think they are the cutest of the lot.(yup !a friend would luuuurrv to date one of the weasley twins)
only when i'm re-reading the book am i in not in a tearing hurry to finish it.I actually have the time to stop, stare out of the window and wonder what i'd do differently if were in the character's shoes .....that reminds me..
ever noticed how the girl/guy always ends up with the wrong guy/girl....at least initially ?...well thats something i sooooo wouldnt do ....i mean, if i were scarlett or dominiqe or allanna or lata or maya .....or
oh well, since i'm not!!
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Signs of dementia
1.suspecting that a very close friend secretly hates you...just because she didnt return your call in 2-3 days .
2.suspecting harmless schoolkids of stalking you just because they seem to take the same bus as you.
3.breaking into tears in the middle of a public transport ...without any reason
4.having EXTREME moodswings within a span of two minutes..(this when yo're NOT PMSing)
5.talking about your insanity in a blog ...where half the world can read it and laugh (this when you have katagelophobia!)
1.suspecting that a very close friend secretly hates you...just because she didnt return your call in 2-3 days .
2.suspecting harmless schoolkids of stalking you just because they seem to take the same bus as you.
3.breaking into tears in the middle of a public transport ...without any reason
4.having EXTREME moodswings within a span of two minutes..(this when yo're NOT PMSing)
5.talking about your insanity in a blog ...where half the world can read it and laugh (this when you have katagelophobia!)
Friday, September 16, 2005
Surreal
the phoolwalli has left this huge stack of sugarcane sticks at the entrance to my house.
and for some unknown reason the entire house smells like cakes!
feel like i'm a part of some bizzarre "magic realism"-ish book.
feel like i'm going to turn into a butterfly and fly out of window next!
ps:and yes i badly want to colour /paint something .and for some reason(i wonder why?)i cant find my colouring book or crayons or sketch pens....thus the above post!!
the phoolwalli has left this huge stack of sugarcane sticks at the entrance to my house.
and for some unknown reason the entire house smells like cakes!
feel like i'm a part of some bizzarre "magic realism"-ish book.
feel like i'm going to turn into a butterfly and fly out of window next!
ps:and yes i badly want to colour /paint something .and for some reason(i wonder why?)i cant find my colouring book or crayons or sketch pens....thus the above post!!
Insomnia
There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public.
There are worse things than these miniature betrayals,
Committed or endured or suspected;there are worse things
Than not being able to sleep for thinking about them.
It is five AM.All the worse things come stalking in
and stand icily about the bed looking worse and worse
and worse.
Fleur Adcock
i want to crawl into a dark dark hole and hide ......preferably for the next century .
like always another writer has said what i wanted to ,before me!honestly ,sometimes i wonder if these people travel "forward" in time ,get inside my head and then steal my ideas!
There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public.
There are worse things than these miniature betrayals,
Committed or endured or suspected;there are worse things
Than not being able to sleep for thinking about them.
It is five AM.All the worse things come stalking in
and stand icily about the bed looking worse and worse
and worse.
Fleur Adcock
i want to crawl into a dark dark hole and hide ......preferably for the next century .
like always another writer has said what i wanted to ,before me!honestly ,sometimes i wonder if these people travel "forward" in time ,get inside my head and then steal my ideas!
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Wishlist for afterlife
1)witty funny and articulate
2)less psychotic (maybe more neurotic........i like neurosis!)
3)not BIPOLAR
4)less prone to inane crushes on people who are unaware of my existence
5)THINNER and taller (actually dont even want the latter .....just being thinner with a superfast metabolic rate would suffice)
6)better at quandtitative aptitude
7)capable of writing poetry that does not, sound ,read or in any way resemble shit
or so i wish...........
in my next life i will be...
1)witty funny and articulate
2)less psychotic (maybe more neurotic........i like neurosis!)
3)not BIPOLAR
4)less prone to inane crushes on people who are unaware of my existence
5)THINNER and taller (actually dont even want the latter .....just being thinner with a superfast metabolic rate would suffice)
6)better at quandtitative aptitude
7)capable of writing poetry that does not, sound ,read or in any way resemble shit
or so i wish...........
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Thank You
how 'bout getting off thase antibiotics
how 'bout stopping eating when i'm full up
how 'bout them transparent dangling carrots
how 'bout that elusive kudo
thank you India
thank you terror,
thank you disillusionment
thank you frailty
thank you consequence
thank you thank you silence
how 'bout me not blamin you for everything
how 'bout me enjoying the moment for once
how 'bout how good it feels to finally forgive you
how 'bout grieving it all one at a time
thank you India
thank you terror.......
the moment i let go of it was
the moment that i got more than i coluld handle
the moment i jumped off of it was
the moment that i touched down
how 'bout no longer being masochistic
how 'bout remembering your divinity
how 'bout unabashedly bawling your eyes out
how 'bout not equating death with stopping
thank you India
thank you Providence
thank you disillusionment
thank you nothingness
thank you clarity
thank you thank you Silence
Alanis Morisstette
song's been playing inside my head throughout the day .love alanis .love the song
how 'bout getting off thase antibiotics
how 'bout stopping eating when i'm full up
how 'bout them transparent dangling carrots
how 'bout that elusive kudo
thank you India
thank you terror,
thank you disillusionment
thank you frailty
thank you consequence
thank you thank you silence
how 'bout me not blamin you for everything
how 'bout me enjoying the moment for once
how 'bout how good it feels to finally forgive you
how 'bout grieving it all one at a time
thank you India
thank you terror.......
the moment i let go of it was
the moment that i got more than i coluld handle
the moment i jumped off of it was
the moment that i touched down
how 'bout no longer being masochistic
how 'bout remembering your divinity
how 'bout unabashedly bawling your eyes out
how 'bout not equating death with stopping
thank you India
thank you Providence
thank you disillusionment
thank you nothingness
thank you clarity
thank you thank you Silence
Alanis Morisstette
song's been playing inside my head throughout the day .love alanis .love the song
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Friday, September 02, 2005
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