Slightly bored, slightly amused, Dropping in here to rant... This one's random--really, really so--IT IS NOT COMPULSORY for anyone to read. If you don't wanna, just chuck it! (It's INSIGNIFICANT, wouldn't miss out on anything earth shattering!)
10.) Men are important, to me they are! At the cost of sounding cheap or nympho, I strongly believe that there's nothing better than spending lose-time with male-friends. They (mostly) never crib about chipped nail paints, they don't cry in public (and if they cry with me it only makes me feel I must be a really special friend), chances of them spreading around your secrets (I believe) are lesser--and if they do, they wouldn't spice up (not as much as a woman can fabricate), they are never "getting late", never have men-problems, never try to find fancy words for--fever, common cold, pinks & purples, lemon water/soda, good and bad.
9.) I love shopping for other people with their money. It's the most guilt-free! For the same reasons I think I should sometime try my hand at fashion/interior designing and my father thinks it is another reason why I should marry quickly! Mostly the things I buy are liked by those I got them for.
8.) I gave my father cash for father's day, yesterday. No, I don't think it is gross. I could've bought him flowers and cards and surprised him with fancy stationary, cigarette case, shirts, trousers and all that, but I do that every year and it somehow felt nauseating this time. Plus, I gave him my hard-earned money , I know that he knows that it means.
7.) Many a times I know someone's fooling me (in some minor ways, like some jokes or pranks or stuff), I play along--it feels nice to be a bimbo ocassionally. Though the "trying to play along" turns out to be darn cumbersom and I think I end up using more brains in those efforts. Plus, mostly people get disappointed at my pretence of being the bimbo (I have a strong feeling that they are prejudiced that I am smarter than them! I am NO!)
6.) I feel terribly lazy these days. Sometimes I give up in the middle of an argument, just because I feel extremely lazy and slow in the head. It's almost like being on dope all the time (not that I have ever done that to try, but of what I have heard and seen). I feel dizzy, not sleepy, and I grasp well but am too vague to execute. I feel even sleeping will take efforts--to turn and put the cushion and lay down--so I just keep sitting/standing/anything else, just they way I am.
5.) Being low has nothing to do with being sad--AND I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS! Haven't you felt what it feels when you win the best student of the year trophy, which you have worked towards through the year, and then when it is in your hands and people are swarming to wish, you just wanna be left alone! It has something to do with the digestion system--Can't digest too much attention, can't digest too much happiness, don't know how to deal with a 'smooth' life! Plain is boring.
4.) Until 10 minutes before now I did not know whether the word is saline or sanile! (The word just came to my mind when I thought I was becoming whatever it means, and I looked it up in the dictionary). On a scale of 1 to 10, I rate my vocabulary 5 and I still aspire to be a writer. I am a straight believer of the word--learning. I really don't think there's any need for being ashamed if I don't know words in English, it's not my mother tongue. Ask me anything in Hindi, I will be more confident anyday. But I constantly work on better-ing (I love verb-ising nouns and pronouns) myself at that language. I don't think its so difficult. And I understand that the RAM of my brain is not sharp enough (special thanks to my numb-headed-ness these days) to retain many words all the time. But what the heck--I shall overcome it.
3.) I want to buy a small appartment of my own, I want to put a board outside the door which names the people who 'can enter' and who 'can't enter'. The list will be updated every day. The house will have at least one BIG window, the day I think I am tired of living, I will jump out of it--though I think that will never happen.
2.) I want a 24X7 personal-assistant for myself. Someone who pulls out clothes for me from a six-door-walk-in-closet and matching shoes from my 700 pairs and matching earrings from the walk-in jewellery closet and matching makeup from the personal make-up studio attached to my room. He/She must cook for me and keep my stuff in shape. Must understand what I want when. I promise I will pamper this person a lot. This person is not going to be a servant, just a help--basically for all that is mentioned in '2.' I need lots and lots of money! I want to be RICH! I want to be RICH, POWERFUL AND FAMOUS--in that order, and I want it SOON!
1.) I think this is the random-est I got in a very very long time. And it really is SO me!
