This weekend.

Badly. Badly needed this.

S2. Breakfast at cinnabon. Life of Pi at 2 am in the morning. Short visit to W1's house. The doll joke. Liberal arts. Dholki. Redbulls. Crazy frenzied Tabboo games till 6 am in the morning. Pizza. Tasting crab for the first time. Sleeping in the car while it rained outside. Playing dodge with the loadshedding. Friend's engagement. Professional photography.  Rain and wind. More tabboo. More redbull. Crazy laughter. Best bbq ever. Warm grey hoodie. Early brunch. Lasagna, French vanilla and banana bread.

Off to sleep now.
Back to life tomorrow.  

If it keeps on raining..

..the levee's going to break.

That's all I'm saying.

P.s. Oh and also. It really really sucks when all your people are sad. And there's nothing you can do to fix any of it. God it drains me out.

Wisps.

I watched hemmingway and gellhorn today. And now I want a typewriter.  Today is a Sunday. It's a lazy sunday, but that is what I wanted. I stayed in bed most of the day. Had good food too. Oh. I must have coffee. Yes. But what then? I need a good novel to read but I don't have one right now. I have a couple of books in my phone but I don't want those. I want a real book. With pages. I will tell Nd to take me to Readings. And then I can buy something by Hemmingway and see what all the hype is about. Hmm. Dull headaches are the worst aren't they? I watched Argo with W2 and Nd last night. I liked it. I want to watch a really sad movie. One that will make me cry a lot. I am restless. I want things these days that I know I can't get. I know it. But I cant help wanting them more and more everyday. And that's making me restless. I need to change my life situation. And I also want an anchor. There's no anchor. Its s2's birthday tonight. I need to save money to buy gifts for my sisters. I am having trouble with saving money. I love my phone though. More and more everyday. I love it. Coming back to the matter at hand. I'm going to have coffee now and do what? Okay. Lets do something.  Ill go down. Make myself some coffee and ask Nd to suggest something for me to do. Yeah that sounds like a plan. I'm waiting for my hair to dry. Under the fan. The turn of the season is the hardest time on me. Nostalgia engulfs me. No specific memories. Only vague ideas and fleeting thoughts like wisps of smoke. I hate feeling nostalgic. I like walking on the edges of a bathtub. For no reason. I find the concept of the seven deadly sins interesting. I'm a sloth. Ben affleck looks weird in a beard. I need to read amazing stuff. Something to blow me away. My aunt is making me a dress. I'm sort of excited about that. Can't wait for next month. Spring break. But that too will come and go. And there shall be monotony again. Monotony is poison. Nicole kidman looked good in the movie. There's a game called Limbo. I like it.  I'm going to play it. I think my hair is dry enough. Bye now.

Run.

I want to wear Super sneakers. The ones from Subway surfer. Down two cans of redbull. And I want to run. I want to run so hard. Run over everything.  Roads and trees and hills and houses and bridges and stairs and skies and suns. I want to run through rain and thunderstorms and lightning and snow. And I haven't ever been in snow. I want to run till my muscles start to scream and my heart runs out of fuel. And then I want to crash. In a spa. And get all the treatments they have to offer. And then. I want to fall asleep. For two days and two nights. And have the sweetest of dreams. The ones I'm afraid to write down in fear of ruining them with my words. Those. And that's all. That is all I want. For now.

Hate is a strong word.

I hate a lot of little things. And big things. For instance.

When people exaggerate. And over react to a situation.  And blow things out of proportion by a mile. I mean. Why can't you take something for what it is? As s1 said the other day. Call a spade a freakin spade for goodness sake. No its not a fork. Nor is it a supersonic giant excavator that digs up gold from underneath the earth. It is a spade. And that is all.

I hate it when people impose their twisted opinions on other people.

I hate self righteous people. Myself being an exception. Understandably.

I hate it when people are extremely nice to me for no reason and then assume that I owe them something.

I hate not having a place to myself anymore. Not being able to spend any Me time. I hate being around people ALL the time.

I hate it when cats block my way.

I hate it when someone asks me to do something and then edits what I've done which makes it not mine and that pisses me off.

I hate watching people struggling to keep their eyes open for things that are not worth staying awake for. I hate it when people are half asleep but they keep denying it for no reason.

I hate it when people lie to themselves and to me.

I hate it when I'm trying to unplug the shower by poking a needle in all it's tiny holes and having a string of water seep down into my sleeve while doing so.

I hate dreaming of insects.

I hate people talking to me when I'm busy and clearly not listening to what they're saying.

I hate it that Sherlock episodes don't come out often enough.

I hate going for a viva unprepared.

I hate it when it rains outside and I sit inside doing nothing.

I hate the night before a test. It makes me hate everything.

Act 21.

Turned 21 yesterday.

It's a special feeling when people you love, people from different parts of your little world get together and go out of their way to make that one day of the year special for you. When everything is about you. You just cant help but feel loved. And cherished. And cared for.  It's's absolutely wonderful.

Celebrated two things this weekend. With people I love. And ive yet to spend a weekend with N. Can't wait.

Today.

Today was a good day.
And there haven't been too many of those lately. So I'm grateful. And need to record this. So that I can read this and smile sometime in the future when the day hasn't been kind to me.

P.s. Oh. And yesterday was pretty great too.
Cheers.