I am so hipster, I signed up for Tumblr.

http://focalplanes.tumblr.com/

I have been saying this and I'll say it again. I'm not going to post stock images with emo words and an overexposed effect. Pictures that I post will be my own pictures and my own damn emo words with self-photoshopped overexposure.

:D

I'll still be here though. When I have something I want to ramble about and you know, Tumblr is not really for rambling because it's all about being cool and releasing your creativity in short bursts.

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Toto - I Will Remember.

It's only Tuesday

It seems to me like it's the season to be emo. Everyone's experiencing their own brand of emoness these days. It's downright depressing. Which is not helping things on my end. This whole bad-mood thing is highly contagious. I don't care what Christopher Nolan says, mood is still more contagious THAN AN IDEA.

(But omg, sorry Chrissy, the show was still awesome)

Howeverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

I have found something that makes me happier than I can remember. You know the feeling you get when you make a baby laugh? No? You should try it sometime, it's like therapy. Like shopping, only better. Little baby noises are so fun.

Talking about shopping, sigh. I should've bought that skirt from Zara and I should've bought that pair of shoes from Schu. Now they are probably gone. Oh. But I can still buy a new make-up bag. Mine is bursting at the seams. Just bought 3 new things yesterday. I'm terrible, I know. Makes sense that the size/bulkiness of my make-up pouch is directly proportionate to my vanity.

What a day to laze. I thank the chilly wind for not blowing away the grey clouds today. Maybe I should live in London.

Here's a random thought: You know you have been a slave to touch technology when you have the intense urge to touch the computer screen where you have a typo and fix it from there. Most of the time I expect my words to auto-complete too.

Time to appease my stomach. BYE.

I question my own judgment.

You know how some people always say that you shouldn't live your life with regret? Well I say to them DUH, who WANTS to, stupid? You don't really have a choice, most of the time. Useless advice.

Or maybe it's just me thinking this way. Being at home most of the time means that I get to think about all sorts of things and lately, I realised that I've done A WHOLE LOT of things that I really regret. The biggest ones are those that cannot be said here or to almost anyone.

Idiot.

I really want to stab somebody with a spoon right now.

A manifestation.

From walkways the neon lights beamed
High above the spotlights gleamed
Fire slapped the night sky vengefully
Everything dissipated beautifully
More and more the sounds grew louder
The smell of night air and gunpowder

Driving places to get some distance
To find a novelty, to find a difference
Stopping midway for a sit and a smile
Money and time were all worthwhile
The music, the sky and a black fast car
Still wondering how it got this far

Awoken by the sound of a wicked dream
One of riot and a bursting seam
One where games were not played fair
Filled a void with great despair
No one remembered getting here
The pungent gunpowder left a sear.

Drawing a line.

I keep waking up from a recurring dream that is fast becoming a nightmare. Almost every night I dream of the same thing, different place. I wake up feeling horrible because for a split second I'm convinced that everything is real; then I sit up and realise that it was all part of my subconsciousness.

Spoils my morning.

I think Cinderella said that "a dream is a wish your heart makes." Ok. I refuse to believe in any fairytale bullcrap but my waking up extra bitchy every morning is making me wonder if she's right. WHEN OH WHEN did I become so jaded? And melodramatic.

I'm turning in now. Wish me luck.

Graduation

Weird day.

A good kind of weird though. Wearing an oversized gown for hours is stifling. I never knew mortar boards were that heavy too.

Somewhat bored during the whole ceremony. One particular valedictorian delivered an insufferable speech which had everyone face-palming. It really shows when you try too hard. I couldn't even complain to anyone, seeing as how I was sitting beside people I didn't really know. Fiddled a lot with the dangling tassel that kept finding its way to my lips. It was however an awesome gift from Shenny. "How come your tassel different from the rest one ah?" was a popular question today.

Also, toes are not meant to be forced into pointy shoes. I now have blisters on my feet. The prospect of falling on my face while up on stage scared the heck out of me.

I pitied the deans who were handing out the certs and shaking everybody's hands. I am quite certain mine wasn't the only cold and clammy one they had to grab. In retrospect, I don't know what I was so nervous about in the first place.

We went to Marina Barrage to chill and talk nonsense after everything, though not before having prata and roti john near Naz's house. A somewhat still night punctured by hypothetical questions, dramatic stories and mad laughter.

It was so good seeing everyone again today. The last time this happened was during orientation.

BAC 2010, <3

I should really get a job.

I went shopping the other day and blew quite a bit of money.

Zara had sale.

And I also needed to get a few things for graduation. I have learnt to get staples. You know, treat purchases as investments to make myself feel better?

Looking forward to a few things. I hope they materialize well. Sometimes the things in your head don't turn out the way you want them to. But enough of mopey nonsense.

So, I genuinely want to know:

How is everyone?

I never.

Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes.

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I am quite certain.

Damp Friday

Surreal, being home on a Friday night.

Well for a drama queen it is. LOL.

I think I will go watch "The Holiday" and then "Ghost".

I could've just tweeted all that.

LUBB!