"Every action, thought and feeling is motivated by an intention, and that intention is a cause that exists as one with an effect. … In this most profound way, we are held responsible for every action, thought and feeling, which is to say, for our every intention."
- 'The Seat of The Soul', Gary Zukav
I'm sick.
And although medically this can't be proven.. but YOU make all the difference in the world. I suddenly feel better.
First u affect my sleep, then moods, and now my sickness.
This is just great.
Sometimes you're so fun. Other times, when you're even more fun, I wish I'd never known you.
haye, confusion.
okay, I've been tagged by mahnoorie AND I'm super bored too.. so here goes..
Today:
height: 5'4"
color: pale
piercing: ears, just. That too cuz mommy got 'em pierced when I was 3, otherwise not a fan..
tattoos: none, although given serious contemplation =P
Right Now:
Time: 10:10pm
Mood: very meh..
taste: chai
the weather: so so so wintery cold.. I hate it =/
bad habit: the recently developed smokes.
current crush: Patrick Dempsey aka McDreamy *drool*
biggest regret: none that I can think of.. maybe I should study for my midterm now so I don't end up with MAJOR regret of failing..
Perfume(s): umm, abhi to Calgon ka Hawaiian Ginger body mist.. but that's not perfume..
Thing I want to do: have that yummy chocolate fudge cake that I've been thinking of since that past week but somehow haven't got the chance to get to it..
Favourite
TV show: currently, Grey's Anatomy.. otherwise, NOTHING matches up to Friends..
book: oh, a lot many..
non alcoholic drink: ummm.. water.. yeah I know, boring but I gorge water down by gallons.. not a joke.
milk drink: mango bubble tea in milk.. I generally HATE milk though.. sometimes I wish was lactose intolerant.. yuck..
brand: not big on brands.. but umm.. old navy, smart set would definitely top the list if there was one..
color: black and blue..
emblem: whatever, I don't pay attention.. oh, I like the 'peace' sign, does that count?
perfume: Tommy Girl, Cool Water for women, Be-Delicious by DKNY
designer: *roll eyes* - all over-rated.. however in desi though, nomi ansari and HSY have VERY pretty colors..
Chocolate: ALL THE CHOCOLATE IN THE UNIVERSE!
Have I Ever
broken the law: not intentionally.. but maybe
misused credit card: nope, but I would =P
skipped school: yes
fell asleep in the shower/bath: no, I'm phobic.. sleeping in a shower/bath reminds me of horror-like murder in the movies..
had children: no, I dont think so..
been in love: i guess..
been hurt: no.. well - yes.
Random
have a job: nope, but I would want one..
My CD player has what in it right now: I don't have a CD player.. but my mp3 list's currently playing Dude Looks Like a Lady by Aerosmith..
if I were a crayon, the color? black
what makes me happy? good food, being with family and A.
When/What Was the Last
I got a real letter: um, last week.. if the bank statement counts..
got an email: today, some crap forward I deleted without even reading..
thing I purchased: a 4gb ipod nano.. YEA BABY!
TV program I watched: Dance Like The Stars.. erm.. Jerry Springer sucks as a dancer..
movie I saw in the theaters: Pirates of The Caribbean - A Dead Man's Chest.. in a theatre in Pakistan.. just like mahnoorie.. lol..
hugged: oh, I don't remember.. it's been long.. I'm not a huggy person.. I prefer not-hugging.
song heard: Dude Looks Like a Lady.. :S oh, and now it's changed to Every Breath You Take.. lovely.
place I was [besides home]: at school.. wow, I have no life..
phone call: mommy.. =)
was depressed: Last month, when my summer vacation at home finally ended.. but I think I might be slipping into the depressive mode again.. sux.
What Comes to Mind When I Hear
car: Beemer.. blue.. cabriolet..
murder: blood. blood. blood. stabbing. screams. blood. blood. blood.
cape: supermannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn..
cell: phone?
fun: weddings..
shoe: I want MORE!
crush: high school
music: food for soul..
love: a whole lotta bullcrap..
chalk: hopscotch on the streets
phew. and I tag everyone who ever stumbles across my blog.. =)
a 54 year old drunk man hit on me today..
FIFTY-FUCKIN-FOUR!
I mean, I'd had enough of black men offering rides and gay men telling me I'm a pretty girl and then saying they didn't mean to be offensive..
but an OLD OLD man!
I seriously wanna like, go and drown myself now..
oh, and how do I know he was 54?
He TOLD me.. right about when he also told me where he was born, how miserable he was, how his wife left him for his best friend who was a black guy, how he wants to shoot them both, and how much welfare he gets for his apartment..
so yeah.
I'm just deciding on WHERE to drown myself..
suggestions are more than welcome.
It's been one whole year.
Unbelievable.
Time's gone by fast.
But we'll never know, how every moment spent by those survivors has crawled by. Missing their parents, siblings, friends.
In general, just missing a life they had until one fine-unfine day. One year ago.
This is an amazing ad for New York Fries. I cracked up the first time I saw it and now I stop and smile everytime I see it.
Plus, the fact that I absolutely love their fries, and the huge bucket in the ad, do wonders for a growling stomach during Ramadan.
[yeah, the camera in my phone is shit, so forgive the bad quality.]
October 2nd, 2006.
I saw Aerosmith and Motley Crue perform live!
The light, the energy, the amount of people, the fireworks, the goosebumps, crazy Steve Tyler antics, HOT HOT HOT shirt-less Tommy Lee drumming, and most of all - AMAZING music!
I'm officially wow-ed.
You know how you have a weird sinking feeling in your stomach when you anticipate something bad is going to happen?
I've had that feeling since the past 2 days. I don't know why. Life is pretty sane leaving aside school-stress, which has now become part of the sane-insane life. It's just so uncomfortable and distracting - this feeling. And I'm no sixth sense expert so it's not like something bad is going to happen just because oooh-I-can-feel-it-in-the-pit-of-my-stomach.
Maybe it's the fasting. It always drains me.
I miss sehri at home, when everyone used to wake up and ammi used to make parathas and anda and kabab and the works. Cereal, I'm sorry, is not sehri. And iftar in class, is not iftar.
So it sucks. And I have this freakin novel of a case study to do which seems like, way out of my brain's league.
And so life is beautiful.
Maybe not.
Maybe it is.
quote - We have an understanding, however, you should know; you don't have me, until you have me. - unquote.
So I succumbed to socializing this weekend. Much needed, I suppose.
Midnight ice cream cravings, so we decided to go to McDonald's nearby. My mind was all set on the chocolate sundae but coveniently enough, McDonald's closes early now that it isn't summer anymore. So we went to the store to pick up Ben 'n Jerry's but instead we got chocolates and lifesaver gummies and juices and tostitos and salsa and watnot.
Sang cheap bollywood on the street and ran inside after a dog barked at us. Then attempted watching Golmaal but it seemed too ridiculous. Hogged on the junk purchased previously and called it a night after the following conversation.
M (watching tv, comes across a nurse in a random ad): Ok, so what do nurses remind u of?
Me: Umm.. Grey's?
S: Well, I don't know about u, but nurses remind ME of Rakhi Sawant!
[everyone in fits of uncontrollable laughter]
Selective perception in life is good.
