New space for my rants

I'm officially shifting my word vomits to tumblr. This blog will be more ummm sophisticated now. Or, as sophisticated as I can be while writing. Well, atleast that doesn't set the standard too high.

P.S. I just remembered my primary school English teacher hated when I started my sentences with 'Well'. I miss you Mrs. Abbas. <3

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One Emo Blogpost, coming right up!

When you get used to happiness your brain starts functioning differently. It changes the way it perceives things. Makes assumptions that are not necessarily true. And starts expecting a continuance of that happiness. It tricks you into forgetting where you really stand, creating an illusion where you demand more than life can fairly hand out to you. The most painful journey is the one that takes you from Eldorado to reality. It's most often a speedy transition, if not hindered by denial and almost always results in a crash landing. The trick is to rehabilitate yourself in the real world as soon as possible by creating substitutes for the happiness that you were so badly dependent on for your survival. Sadly, the best substitutes are as unreliable as the originals. The worst replacements? Methods of self destruction. Not very effective in rehabilitating you. But completely in your control.

Sukoon barbaad hogaya mera

My day is going bad. Not in a bad things are happening way, but in an I-didn't-expect-this-to-happen way. Some days you're just longing for the comfort of familiarity and life decides to shift into ultra bitch mode.

Remember that awesome little office I had all to myself? Yeah, it's gone. I shouldn't be pissed since I knew it was going to be taken away from me sooner or later but with it came a lot of comforts which sadly I'll be giving up. Or. Have already given up.

I had to vacate it for the new GM Marketing. Which is awesome because, you know. It's awesome just in case he's reading this.

My secluded little corner offered me enough privacy to sip on orange juice all day. It gave me enough privacy to twitter away. It gave me enough privacy to plug in my earphones to the computer and listen to 'Kollaveri Di' without anyone judging me.

I'm reduced to an office chair and a shared PC with Arbab bhai now. He's nice enough to let me use his system which is awesome. Also, he's nice to me over all, which makes this transition easier. I think.

The IT department blocked Wifi to all of our mobile devices. Since my android is pretty useless without the internet, I carried my little worldcall router in my bag everyday and plugged it in without anyone (except a few people) knowing about it. I had to give the device to a coworker so that he connect it since I have been stripped off all sockets that were available to me -__-

AND. I dressed professionally to work every. Single. Frikkin. Day. Collared shirts and pants. I thought today, to welcome the winter, I should dress up in my smexy sweatshirt. After all, I had made enough of an impression on everyone there right? NO.

The GM Marketing has to start work on the day I'm wearing a grey comfy shirt which proudly flashes the words 'I'm too sexy for my sweatshirt' on it.

Anyways. I'm done ranting. Kal pehen lungi achay professional kapray.

P.S. He smells really good. The GM. And talks well too. Two signs of an educated person. Smell good and talk good. I'm doing a character assassination of my new boss. How kewlz. No homo sir. No homo. Just a bit of makhan, maybe. IF you ever read this.

KTHXBYE

Islamabaad is like 2 kewlzz 4 me ^^

Me: (explaining the V process to Sai) "So we have to be really confident while giving the interview.."

Sai: (giggles) "HAAAA. HAAA. Did you see that?"

Me: "What?" =/

Sai: "I can see your breath." (giggles like the little squirrel she is)

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Hmm so the flight was pretty good. And safe. Alhamdulillah. I was hoping for a little turbulence, for teh dramaz but *sigh*.

Islamabad isn't as cold as I was told. All those topas and mufflers are being wasted. *stares pointedly at Mamma and Sheena*

All of you guys who wished me luck and a safe flight, you made me feel very loved. ^^ Thankyouu. :)

Oh and you, WB. I am keeping an eye on her. Do not worry ;)

P.S. We got free food on the plane. Duh, yes. But I feel like free food should be mentioned always, it's a special thing and makes me happy.

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On a last note, any Lahoriites out there who read my blog, what are the best places to visit there? I'm coming down there for Carma soonish.

I think I was high when I wrote this.

How important are rules for our survival? I mean, what if there were no rules? Why can't we trust humanity on it's own for our survival? Do we need to restrain it? Put it on a leash, in order to keep in humane? If so, then why call it humanity?

If there was no check on you. If you were anonymous. If you could do whatever you wanted without repercussions, what's the worst you would do?

Ask yourself.

What level of humanity would you practice once you were free of the binds of social cautiousness and the hassle of maintaining a public image?

- lon3lygurl123

No boyfraand. No lahver. Only a creepo stalker and a best friend who is already in a relationship. Even if she wan single, she's a she. And I am not a lesbian. I think. Yes, no, I'm straight. So, lonelygurl4u.

EFF-EM-EL

I've been having a busy week. Eventful. I'm going to list stuff now, don't feel like writing in a paragraph.

1. At college yesterday my cellphone slipped from my pocket and fell in the commode. :(

2. Some really big events are in process for which I found potential sponsors too. :D

3. MA won't show her face at college. :(

4. SL won't stop effing critisizing every effing move I make. -__-

5. I haven't bonded with my girls for a long long time. :(

OH. This is turning out to be a whiny post. So what. Mera blog hai. Mein karungi whine. Whine, whine, whine. Okay I'm done.

6. I ate nihari at a proper hotel (read 'hottal'). Delicious. I took pictures but, they were in my phone. (refer to point 1)

7. I travelled in a public bus. Starline zindabad.

8. FREE FOOD. Yeah there was this quiz at college after which they gave the guests and organizing committee free food. Being in the council has it's perks. Very tasty perks. ^^

I guess I'm just pmsing. The week wasn't that bad. See, blogging makes me feel better.

I would've written more but I think I'm just rant-

Hey I was sayi-

What the he-

KYA MASL-

STOP CUTTING M-

Yeah thats what I feel like at college aj kal. We're getting pretty impatient and mean with each other, I've noticed. Gotta work on that. Letting the other person complete their sentences.

Conclusion, conclusion. Everyone who reads this, please pray for my lovely friend SS's grandpa. He's in the hospital and your prayers would really mean a lot to her, and to me. Thanks :)

Yawn. I'm going to go eat a cupcake now.

FML? Maybe.

Have you ever been in a situation where you're just a silent spectator, but somehow you get pulled in and if you're not too careful you may get sucked into this big black hole and just screw up a part of your life?

I'm in one and it may not be a big deal right now but the worst case scenario doesn't spell out too good for me. My head hurts. Ouch. But I guess that's just cause of the heat. Dramaayyy Queens.

I'm writing a lot of shitty random stuff these days. Gotta collect my thoughts somehow.

On the brighter side of things, I was awesome (if I may say so myself) at hosting the program at college today. Full burger accent scene awnzzz. ^^

Black Hole

Its so weird. When I had absolutely no time to do anything except grind my nose against those ragged and probably mite infested inter books, my mind would flood with fantastical ideas of how best to spend my summer.

Now that summer is finally here, the very same mind which refused to retain anything academic in its oh-so-glamorous depths has turned into a black hole. Empty and useless.

(I would like to apologize to black holes everywhere for this unfit comparison to my mind since black holes are super cool, really.)

Getting back to the morbid reality which is called 'my life'. Okay so maybe its not that bad. I mean, I'm better off than a lot of people in this world. Like the Haitians with their earth quake, the Afghans with their war and Justin Bieber with his pubescent voice. I don't have those adversities going on with me. I have absolutely no excitement going on for me either.

The highlight of my day is my dinner time movie nowadays, which I download off torrents. Facebook is dead, my creativity is dead, Heroes is dead.

Yes, they bloody killed my show. My epic epic show. *Calming Breaths*

Above all, my lovelies are all so busy with their A levels/practicals/other-shit-which-they-obviously-think-is-more-important-than-meeting-up-with-me that I havent been out with my girls since the time we stopped for subway after the zoology exam.

This post is starting to reflect the morbid state of my mind now, so I shall cut it off here.

On a fresher note, I have started watching 'glee' and Mark Salling is one fine looking guy. ;)