Story of my life

Dear employers,

If none of you will hire me because I don't have experience, how am I supposed to get said experience?

Sincerely, unemployed. 

Courtesy, dear blank please blank.

Let's call this, what was I thinking?

Wow today has not been a good day. For starters, I had too much coffee (yes, there is such a thing), and have been obsessing over things that don't really matter but actually do but actually don't but actually do, you get my drift.
So I decided to take a break from the aforementioned obsessing, and look at my (sort of) journal. I say sort of because I'm too lazy to actually write a journal, and it's not actually a journal, just a book I decide to update with my whereabouts, what-I-do-abouts, what-I'm-upto-abouts, who/what-I-like-abouts, once or twice a year. Just to keep myself updated with what I was upto, say 10 years back (which is surprising because I actually started writing this when I was 15, NEARLY 9 years!).
Wow I'm pretty embarrassed with my younger, uncool self right about now.

SO, if you decide to read on, you'll know perfection and supreme awesomeness weren't actually inherent, but acquired, and eventually replaced complete and utter lameness.

In the 10th grade:
- I've actually listed my favourite 'musicians' as, among others, JLo (yes, the horror!), Nick Carter and Pavarotti (here I'm pretty sure he was part of a 'We are the World' song I'd heard, because I have never been an opera person!).
- My favourite authors included Francine Pascal. Go Sweet Valley High!
- I hated a Ms. Rodriguez, Ms. Caroline, Ms. Ivy, very very VERY mean high school teachers.
- And listed among my favourite movies, is actually a screenplay, my friends, K, A & me wrote (a murder mystery, if you should know), which we called ASK, from our first names. Innovative, right?

I skip to the year my dad gave me his cell phone.
- ASK is STILL in my list of favourite movies. Yeeesh!
- My taste in music has bettered considerably, with the inclusion of RHCP, Nirvana and Linkin Park, and John Mayer made an entrance.
- The list of teachers I hated has gotten wayyy longer.
- I think this was the year I'd fought with my 'rakhi brother', because I've mentioned something vague about it.

We move onto the year I made THE lamest email address in the world (which I will refrain from metioning, for my own self respect). 
- New cell phone number. Third or fourth cell phone.
- I think this was the year I joined college, because I remember having spotted a cute senior and since I didn't know his name, there's a line in this particular entry which says I don't know my crush's name. (proceeds to jump off cliff!)
- My music taste has gotten infinitely better. Yeah this is definitely first year of college, because under music I like, are all the songs that my band covered. I was in a band and stuff, ain't I the shit!? Lol.

Wow, I'm pretty embarrassed with myself right now. I would love to go on and read (and blog about) some more but I think I'm going to now retire to the rock I will be spending the next five years under.

And this! I'm sorry, the 10th grader in me just couldn't resist!

Things you didn't know, don't care about but have to read about anyway because you love me and this blog and can't help but come back for more!

- I love that blogger has no limit on the number of characters in the post title.
- I HATE walking behind a person. No I don't mean this metaphorically. That too, but while walking with someone I hate walking behind them.
- I hate doing laundry with a vengeance.
- I love the smell of new cars and new leather shoes.
- I used to be an optimist. Now I'm a don't-give-a-fuck-ist. I should write a dictionary.
- You don't want me around before a wedding because instead of asking you to chill and say everything's going to be alright, I'll be the one saying, if you want out, go for it, I'll cover up for you. PS - I love weddings, and cry everytime I see a wedding episode of any show on TV.
- I am a horrible listener. You might think I'm listening and caring, but in reality, what I'm doing is not-giving-a-fuck.
- Inspite of the above, I'm actually pretty nice if I like you, and worth sticking around for.
- I love the fact that my neighbor always decides to not wear a shirt.
- I love Milo Ventimiglia. We're actually soulmates. He just doesn't know it yet.
- I hate the word soulmate. barf.
- I miss my room I miss my room I miss my room!
- Multiple the word horrible by 1000. That's how bad my luck is when it comes to gambling.
- coke. drool. slurp.
- I sleep really early and it is wayyyy past my bedtime. That's it, folks, nighty night!

Life is a bitch,
it's a big fat bitch
it's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world.

Beat that, Kyle's mom.

I'm 24 and 4 months. So's my cousin, well, actually she's 24 and three. Which makes her a month younger. And guess what she did on the morning of 7th July? She went and got married. Yes, I kid you not. She. Got. Married. Did I mention she's just 24?

Yeah, some of you must be going, 24? That's not just 24, that's old enough. You guys need to come out and smell the generation gap.

But seriously, 24. I just finished school. I haven't even gotten started with the life bit yet. I'm single, unemployed and freaked out about where the hell I'm headed. But the one thing I am sure about is that there's no way I'm ready to get married. Any time soon.

I have a question for you guys. When do you know?

You may disregard this post.

IT'S JULY ALREADY!?

Where did the last six months go?
But, only six more months to Christmas! :D

Holy hell! I have no idea where my Christmas is going to be!

If men could fly, and Rosie Huntington-Whiteley's very white sweater NEVER got dirty and you've looked at your watch for the hundredth time in an hour, you know you're watching the new Transformers flick.

*spoiler alert*
The (extremely convoluted) plot (in bulets!):

- transformer ship with trapped wounded Autobot, found on moon, when Neil, yes-the Armstrong! and his buds landed, which was kept hushed.
- unemployed Sam Witwicky, living with way-out-of-his-league, not to mention extremely annoying girlfriend, Carly.
- Optimus figures out the moon secret, gets old wounded Autobot, Sentinel, back to the earth, and heals him with the matrix.
- The Sentinel dude is secretly bad and goes beserk trying to get rid of Autobots so he and Megatron can rebuild Cybertron.
- attempts to transport cybertron to earth so human slaves can rebuild it.
- Decepticons vs. Autobots. Autobots win.

Now, did that really need two and a half hours to portray?

Delhi Belly review coming up soon!

Chitty chitty bang bang!

I cut my bangs once. And then I made a mental note never to get bangs again. I guess somewhere along I forgot that mental note.


Guess who isn't stepping out of her house for the next six months?

The email came. It wasn't life changing. Not even close.


Oh, look what you've done, you've made a fool of everyone.. This one goes out to you, Big Guy.
You really made a fool of everyone.

you (haven't) got mail!

For the last five weeks, I've been waiting for this one email that will change my life. And during all this waiting, I'm noticing a trend in all my emails going unreplied. Not cool, people, not cool.