Ssh… I’m sleeping!

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[Note: I just opened up my set of watercolours to realize it didn’t come with a brush. *sigh*]

Hello. Like hello. That’s all I got to kickstart this post. *writing skills* So I’ve had a great week filled with a lot of Bollywood movies that have left me feeling ‘thodasa filmy’. So whilst my friends pleaded me to end this phase of ‘filmy’ me, I’m just loving it. Today I’m writing on the best ways to fall asleep. The bartender who call’s himself Jamie Lannister (Incest freak) suggested I write about sleeping without alcohol, but I overthought the entire thing whilst having my biscuits and tea at the bar and the little writings below is what I’ve gathered. This post would have been up much earlier if it wasn’t for the T-Rex.

Disclaimer: The rating system is solely based off personal experience and won’t necessarily work for you. You might disagree, I don’t know. Continue reading

Froot Loop weekend…

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(Note: I managed to make a cringe worthy memory by pronouncing Brooklyn 99 as Brooklyn ninety nine over a conversation with my sister and then defending the error.)

“How do you save a drowning fish?

Throw a few fruit loops in the water!”

2016 seems to follow a very vibrant colour pattern spilled over from 2015. Coldplay’s new song ‘Hymn for the weekend’, the Suicide Squad trailer and posters, Superbowl half time show, Black versus Blue (BvS), Red vs Blue (Civil War), Red vs Black (Daredevil vs the Punisher) and then there’s just the forever alone red (deadpool). X men Apocalypse if you count Psylocke and Jubilee putting up a light show. Really hope that the movie doesn’t disappoint. What made Colossus stand out in Deadpool more than any other X men film he’s appeared in is that he was given lines and much more purpose than just serving as the bruiser on the team, something that the X men films seem to be missing other than ‘First Class’. I was so excited to see ‘Blink’ in Days of Future past only to be disappointed with her absence. I can’t leave out Jessica Jones’s purple, that colour appeals to one too many people I know. This post, unlike the 6 seasons of ‘Lost’ has a point somewhere. *I kid*

*Hometown Glory*

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Beaches be Crazy!

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Note: This became a higher priority than the post scheduled to be published today. 

Whilst taking out the garbage, one of my roomies started hating on the fact that the pool next door which we can view from our apartment is always empty and that we’ve got to walk a bit further to use a functional pool. I don’t like pools much due to the ‘you can drown’ factor and yes, it’s noted that I’m quite tall to drown in a pool that’s 6 feet deep. However a very traumatic childhood experience at a friends birthday party left quite a scar *holding back the emotions*. So as the conversation moved forward, I pointed it out that we do have a beach, we have a lot of beaches and they are so much better than a sullen pool. He disagreed. A metallic guitar roared *in my head* as it was time for a showdown.

Pools vs Beaches

Round 1: Pools lack the motion beaches provide with waves. One of the fondest memories I have is of my cousins, family and I sitting in Goa with our backs against the sea and waiting for the wave to hit us. Wave pools can’t generate that kind of fun!

Round 2: Pools usually compromise of a little pee and underwater farts. All that chlorine water usually gets the phlegm running from my nose like Indiana Jones running away from the rolling boulder. Red eyes, red itchy freakin eyes. Can’t escape that one. Beaches don’t boast of great water but all those minerals, salt and silt actually work well on one’s skin, so perks!

Round 3: You can’t dig a huge hole in the ground next to a pool unless you want to be fined and charged for destruction of property. The beach however doesn’t stop you from creating what could be the perfect hole or a grand castle.

*I honestly don’t know how many rounds there are supposed to be at this moment, this is more of a make it up as you go sort of thingy*

Round 4: You can’t stroll alongside a pool looking for fascinating shells. You’re more likely trying not to fall into the pool. Which brings up the fact that at the beach, the water coaxes you in. I’m going to stop there, nope. This isn’t that kind of a blog. *’Coaxes‘, just as bad as ‘penetrate‘*

Well the only reason I wrote this is cause I ended the discusssion with “Beaches win” (say it again if you didn’t get it, and then some more) and that sounded too punny to not share with you.

P.S. – Beaches win!

People of Colour

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{You might be offended}

In order to have some context for the following, you might want to read this fabulous buzzfeed post —

Click right here.

Here I present to you that butt hurt person, nitpicking to find the silliest flaw in just about anything; not just Harry Potter. If they bothered to read the books, or take away their shallow view of the movies, they’d realize that this series teaches a lot about discrimination, acceptance and much more. On another point, I read the books before the movies released. What I admired about the movies was their exceptional casting, from Hermione, Umbridge and Luna to freaking Cho and the Patel twins. But above all, the most important point is that…

‘People of Colour’, are people!

Singling them (people of colour) out is a bit discriminating. I apologize if I just see them as characters, aren’t they supposed to be fictional characters? It’s like Dumbledore being gay, it didn’t contribute to the story in an important manner, hence it was left out. It showed the character as a complex person in many other ways, but most importantly, that he was a person nonetheless. Stop looking for reasons to be offended. Continue reading

A Short Mess

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{I like my short hair}

I just got a hair cut that was long due. A haircut just happens to be one of those non-sexual sensational experiences, sort of like opening a book to the correct page or getting goosebumps from a Hans Zimmer track. I don’t dislike long hair, my school musicals always encouraged it. There was an incident during a beautiful performance of ‘Annie’ where this senior’s wig sort of took on a life of its own as it flew across the stage. Ofcourse this edited memory has the wig yelling. “#YOLO“. Maybe there’s a reason my head feels quite light. I don’t know.

My hair is too short for a quiff;a bit disappointed by that. Not that I don’t like short hair; it’s nice and right now it seems to be under control. I know from much experience that tomorrow it’s going to start standing out at odd angles. What I like about long hair is that you can just weigh those stiff peaks down with some more hair by combing it in a precise manner. Unless it’s wet, then it just curls like crazy. Get me? At least it’s not as bad as Monica’s.

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The day I lost wandering

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{Beware: A lot of selfies}

Hello there, I just found a whole new set of editing features in my tool bar. I’ve always been bugged by the absence of any text justification, and well, I can’t describe the satisfaction of finally having it all aligned. It’s like finding new stationary. It’s going to take a while to get over it. Look at these coloured fonts! Aside from that, in my weekly update, I attended a dessert pop up that was truly disappointing. The upside was meeting up with two friends who managed to make it. My previous post covered the disappointment that all of us felt regarding the event.

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Former roomie who loves miley. Might. I’m not sure.

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Love sticks, sweat drips

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I’m missing out on Florence and the Machine performing live at Glastonbury. 

Think future generations will question their history as much as we question ours, it took quite a while, but Gay marriage is finally legal in the United States. I don’t live in the States, nor do some of my gay friends, nor am I gay, nor are most of my friends or family, but we’re all still happy, overwhelmed with joy at the freedom. Albeit laughing quite a bit at majority of the nations who can’t see the silliness in not passing the same law. What’s the worst that could happen? (usually something bad happens, but considering the situation, I doubt unicorns and rainbows would be that bad.)

Think the dysfunctional song fits quite well.

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Dios mío! Look at that

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I’ve taken up learning spanish. “Dios mío! mira ese tope.”

Things that happened this past week:
It’s started to rain, and it spells ‘trouble’ for all the people that snort stuff, including some hillbillies who’ve started lining up maggi noodles. An excess of phlegm for everyone! Fools I tell you. Leave it to the adults to freak out over a home/hostel staple to contain lead and MSG. Not like cigarettes and many other products out there are any better. (The two roomies and I just finished a huge bowl of Maggi Masala noodles a few minutes ago just by the way, it was good!)

Wrote on a lot of Tables, lost the pencil.

Wrote on a lot of Tables, lost the pencil.

One roommate returned from a night out with his girlfriend (wink*) whilst the other is currently in a cute skype chat with his other. Introduced the latter to ‘Anaconda’ by Nicki Minaj and well he’s hooked. Can’t help but sing the song whenever someone nearby exclaims “Oh my god!”, which doesn’t happen as often thankfully.

I on the other hand had a nasty encounter with a dementor and was comforted with chocolate cookies and hugs. Such fun! What’s sort of concerning is the number of guys entering the room and using the hand wash on the table…I’m not even going to..nope.

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Losing my sh!t

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A day in the library, reading ‘the Prisoner of Azkaban‘.

So I lost my bag, my oh so precious ugly bag. I reacted to it like hearing that my best friend lost his virginity (which he did). I freaked out, my wallet, my notes, all the crap and nostalgic junk I’ve never bothered to throw away due to their sentimental meaning.  Continue reading

How not to Celebrate your Birthday!!

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Birthdays, not entirely a big fan of the day other than receiving a ton of gifts. This year everything’s being put on hold, including the gifts. As much as I tried to erase all links to my birthday, all it took was one loud mouth of a friend during dinner the night before, and everyone’s eyes glowed red like bats in a cartoon cave. Doom, awaited me.

The most awkward day ever~! 

Three roomies pretending to be adults.

Three roomies pretending to be adults.

So here’s a tiny list on how to not celebrate your birthday

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