Things I'm extremely...passionate about

Well one thing's for sure, I am addicted to stationery. I love stationery with a passion and every time I lose something (unlikely) or someone steals/borrows something (often) and I can see myself never meeting that little piece of stationery again, a little part of me dies inside and I feel a dull, cold ache in my heart as I resentfully mourn the loss of my beloved pen/highlighter/pencil. Now you'd wonder why I'd care so much for something so easily replaceable. Well, truth be told, I make plans for these little pieces of stationery. I start to chalk my days out based on how well and effectively I can use my stationery especially if it's a beloved classic or a brand new one. It feels like my world's turning upside down, it feels like everyone is conspiring against me just so they can see my beautiful plans fail. I really need my colour pens back. I charted out where I would be using them and which one would write the final "DONE :D" on my exam timetable on the last day. I feel like I've lost some sort of equilibrium that was established when I recently acquired these new pens. I obviously really really need them back.
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Strange Sunday Mornings.

Strange Sunday mornings where strange feelings bubble up and nestle in your heart, disallowing you from thinking about or doing something constructive and fruitful.
Strange Sunday mornings where you feel repelled by anyone's touch, intentional or accidental, even if it's your own mother loving you.
Strange Sunday mornings where you wake up with a pounding headache, a stuffed nose and a cold, sharp ache in your heart.
Strange Sunday mornings where you sit and stare at your psychology textbook, reading each line 3 times to comprehend its meaning.
Strange Sunday mornings where you stumble upon a memory from the past and suddenly, the floodgates open, leaving you drowning in yesterday.
Strange Sunday mornings where you sit with a family around you and a BlackBerry in your hand and still, you feel like the most lonely person in the world.
Strange Sunday mornings where you feel tears rolling down your face and though your heart is sad for a million reasons, you still don't know why you're crying.

Today morning is a Strange Sunday morning. You don't know how to feel, you don't know whether you can love carelessly, you don't know if you can laugh despite there being myriad reasons and you don't know when this Strange Sunday morning will end.

- Written on 19th February 2012, Sunday.
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After 2 days of absolute wastedness and no sleep, I finally slept today. And I just had butter toast with Nutella. Best best best food ever. SO GOOD. It's like sex in my mouth.
HBD Khosipoo :D (belated now)
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Some of the best things in life

1. Curd + Rice + Lemon Pickle
2. Cheese dosa from near college
3. A random holiday in the middle of the week
4. End of exams (duh)
5. TBBT or HIMYM or Two and a Half Men episodes randomly coming on TV
6. Double chocolate chip cookies from Subway with vanilla ice cream
7. Playing with a cat or dog
8. Those ice cream sandwich things
9. Pajamas
10. Over-sized t-shirts
11. Karaoke
12. Suddenly having lots of leg space in a car
13. Goa
14. Beer
15. Port wine + whisky

Okay I'll put more up later :)
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Why do these things happen to me?

So today I made the brilliant decision (unwittingly) of sitting in a cab with the world's most talkative and inquisitive driver in the world.
So far, he's asked about where I stay, what I do, what I think of the rally happening at Dadar at the moment, what is my hometown, what I think of shit drivers who don't know how to reverse, how the route he took is better than the other route that he himself suggested, whether I'm married, what I think of marriage, what I study, when I want to get married, why I want to wait so long, if I've travelled anywhere, if I'm working and why I'm going to Marine Drive. And now he asked the best question ever. Why I don't have 3 rupees change, whether I had change when I left home and since I did, what I did with all my change.
Seriously, wtf?!
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Ohemgee, it's VDAY!

Guess what today is! It's V-Day! It's the oh-so-special Valentine's Day.
Now I'm not a bitter, hopeless, loveless person but I just think this whole Valentine's Day thing is so ridiculously overrated. What with all the flowers and chocolates and dates and the insane amount of money spent to create the perfect Valentine's Day. I have always been sceptical of this whole concept of Valentine's Day. Even when I was in a relationship (or 5). It just doesn't make sense to me.
So I'm going to spend my V-day with my V-tine, Tejaswi and my other friends who I love. Guess I'll be spending my V-day with people I love too. But this is the kind of love that stays :).
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Fail scenes

Last night, when I was falling asleep, I was determined to make it for my 8AM lecture with Dr Vakeel because..well.. She kicks ass.
So my brain, influenced just a tiny bit by beer, forgot to take into consideration that I'm a lazy fuck and made these little plans by itself of me reaching the bus stop at 7 20 and catching my 93 like a bauss and reaching for my lecture, strutting like a proud parent and sitting with some sort of dramatic flair. (No I don't do that kind of stuff usually.)
Oh and look at the situation now. It's 8 10AM and I'm standing at my bus stop, waiting for my 93 and I could have missed this one too. I couldn't even get ready in time to take a cab for my first lecture. Instead, I woke up at 7 25. Shame.
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While waiting in the line to congratulate the new Gujju couple

Place: Malad

Reason: Gujju wedding scenes

Time: 11.30 PM

(Bipolar) State of mind: Okay there's a list of things here. Obviously.
1. Frustration: Soooo much pain. Why am I wearing heels? Why am I this masochistic? Bitchassmothafuckaboiledegg.

2. I'm so sleepyyyy.

3. Gluttony: OMGLOOKATALLTHEFOODAROUNDME!OMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOM. EAT ALL THE NUMZ!

4. Alcoholic: Why is there no alcohol?

5. I<3House: God, I REALLY want to be at Dash Berlin right now. Or be asleep. Wtfff is this?

6. ADD-ness: Ooh shiny. Oooh look, there's another shiny. Shinyyyyy shine everywhere!

#LegitGujjuWeddingScenes
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Random trivia time

It really really REALLY annoys me when people are erasing a black or a white board and they don't erase it properly. And there's little marker squiggles around the board, just sitting there, staring you in the face. Or worse, when there is a layer of chalk dust on the board upon which, the person who is writing writes with the same coloured chalk. I mean, what's the deal with that? Just go and dust the goddamn duster against a wall and let's have a clean board. Or I'm going to have to launch JigglyPuff at you. And looking at the way you're going, you will have half-erased squiggles all over your face.
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