I need to get a life

Today, I broke all nyan cat records imaginable (for me at least).
Yes, I nyaned for 10000 seconds. And I came to a very painfully obvious solution. I need to get a life. Real soon.
I need to go out and have some real fun instead of wasting time.
Above is proof of my lifelessness. You may laugh.

You know what I really don't get? When religious fanatics hate on atheists. Now I'm neither a religious fanatic, nor an atheist. In fact, I believe that there is a supernatural force that governs us and this world. I just choose not to put a name to it, like God or more specifically, Shiva or Jesus or whoever.
How can religious fanatics hate on atheists? Isn't that in itself blasphemous - questioning the intelligence of their God and his creations?
Now suppose there was a God and he was the creator of the universe and all of us. He's either the creator of all our ideologies, thoughts and behaviours too or he has given us free will.
So when an individual is an atheist, his atheism stems as a creation of God or is a product of his free will. Either ways, when you question this atheism, you're questioning your 'God'.
How is it alright for you to accept or reject, love or hate someone in accordance with whether their beliefs are in tandem with yours? It intrigues me, every single time, when people say that you'll be condemned to Hell because you're an atheist or you're gay or haven't preserved your "flower" for your to-be-husband or whatever. What are these religious fanatics even trying to create? A zombie-world full of like-minded people with no originality, individuality or free will?
Sometimes, it seems like these people want to hold on to these "religious beliefs" and make them universal only as a desperate attempt to keep the values and traditions of their culture alive. So many of these rituals related to God just stem from what our ancestors and culture have propagated for years. If you just wanted to believe in God, you would, without trying to grasp onto various rituals and traditions.
If people saw this from a more neutral perspective and stopped shoving their faith, belief and religion down everyone's throat, the world would be a happier place.
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Nyan Cat

God, that thing is annoyingly addictive. I have been on nyan.cat since I don't even know how long. But I cannot stop listening to that goddamn cat nyan-ing.
Also, I seem to be really high on cough syrup. I may be on the brink of cough syrup OD soon.
Okay bye
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Sick

Today I woke up feeling sick and dead. Then I remember the conversation we had on the NLDS group where we tripped on Indore boy with diamonds in his pocket and felt a little better.
Then my day's appointments got cancelled (which is a terrible thing) but I got to laze around so I felt even better.
Then I realised that I got 2 gazillion movies to watch and I felt infinitely better.

And then I discovered a packet of cheese banana chips and I felt like I could die and go to heaven. No regrets.
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Too much, too soon

I have made a conscious decision today. Well it was made in the loo, at 5AM but that just makes it more deep and thoughtful.
In all the relationships I've had before, I've always jumped the gun and said the three words that people don't dare say, and so has the other guy. It never was special. Never was there a series of romantic dates, silly gifts and love notes that led up to the expression of such a strong emotion. And while that might seem a little fairytale-like, I'd rather have that than have a meaningless expression of love. It was the thoughtlessness of this declaration of so-called love that made it so insignificant a matter and so easy to end. So I have decided that if I ever get into another relationship, I'm going to wait to say it. I want it to be special for him and me. And if he doesn't like that, he can suck it.
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Random fact #204

Sometimes, I have the tendency to write lyrics in my textbook while studying. Especially from the song I'm listening to at that moment. It feels purgatory for some reason. Like a well of emotions in me is let loose with those two lines being penned down.
I just wrote "I've been a victim of a selfish kind of love."
I feel better. It's like I'm getting life lessons from Michael Jackson while I'm studying Developmental Psychology. And oddly enough, it's motivating me.

Oh, Sha La La La La is playing now. So I'm jumpy.

That's all. Bye.
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Rant #1

So everyone is I know is going for NSC and it's really annoying that I can't go for it! I hate exams. Ugh. Why, whyyy can't I go for NSC? So pissing off. I miss silvassa and I miss jiving and I miss the people.
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I think I need a break. From life. From boys. And girls. And all the drama.

Okay, don't get me wrong. I don't have an emotionally distraught life. I just tend to be a drama queen.

But I'd really like a vacation

I tend to blog on and off. And it's annoying because each blog turns out to be a disaster after a while. So I'm not promising anything to myself this time. I'm going to post when I feel like it. And hopefully that will be often. Some of my posts will be stories or poetry written by me and I tend to dislike giving titles to things I write.