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[Aug. 19th, 2008|02:52 am] |
i made a t-shirt tonight out of pink spray paint and a stencil [aka a paper snow flake that looked cool]. i'm in love with it.
in other news;
me being as crazy/depressed/anxious/crazy/neurotic/crazy as i am, being on my period will be the death of me [after online shopping]. my brain hurts from emotional break downs.
school starts in a week.
my sister leaves for 4 months in a week.
i move out in 2 weeks.
stress. stress. stress! |
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| Eclipse |
[Aug. 19th, 2008|01:40 am] |
The other day, I was at my aunt's place in Itwari here in Nagpur. There was supposed to have been a lunar eclipse that night but I missed it. Anyway, my cousin's wife who's pregnant told me that she was going to her mum's. I told her to stay for a bit and go later but she insisted on leaving because she was sure that the eclipse would affect her (and the child) if she went out after sunset or something.
I don't know how they do it but India's despicable media can blow anything out of proportion, literally anything. Political events are definitely on the list of items to be sensationalized daily but things that are often included are astrophysical movements of stars, planets and satellites; petty felonies; family feuds and of course, the life of some remote celebrity.
They have pseudo-scholars of astrology, gemology and numerology on the news channels and in the papers everyday scaring unbelievably gullible Indians into doing things like staying indoors during an eclipse. Why? Because the shadow is evil and will cause you harm. Bullshit! I can't believe educated people still believe in all this brain-curdling snot. When will they learn to think for themselves? The sun can't really affect your personal lives! Neither can the moon or the stars or the stones you wear.
Just to change the subject, here are some photos:
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[Aug. 18th, 2008|09:22 am] |
I'm in love with the fact that this saga is going to come to a conclusion tomorrow due to a concert roadtrip requiring passports, to see the band that is responsible for and representative of many aspects of the relationship - and to boot, the show is outdoors and it's going to be raining all night.
What happens in our future will be entirely determined by the setlist (which changes every night). Unless of course, tonight he comes over to pick up my car and tells me that he needs to move on with his life and continue fucking the burlesque dancer, to set things straight before The Roadtrip. In which case, I will hold my chin up and wait for Thom Yorke to inevitably play Jigsaw Falling Into Place or House of Cards and/or Videotape, in which case I plan to grab onto him when he sings 'today has been the most perfect day i've ever seen'. And if those songs aren't played, I know it wasn't meant to be.
Could a boy crazy musical drama queen ask for more? |
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| You can't stay 17 forever, ya know? |
[Aug. 16th, 2008|07:38 pm] |
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I wish I could find a way to not always live in the past.
I do. I really do. I enjoy reminiscing but I live my life based on events that have happened before and find myself constantly wishing for the ways everything used to be when we were all in high school.
Everyone growing up and moving on makes me feel awful inside even though I may be one of the most "grown up" people I know.
I find a disgusting amount if irony in the fact that I absolutely could not wait to get out of high school and now I occassionally wish for nothing more but to be in again.
Oh well.
Second tattoo, done. It hurt an awful lot but was well worth the pain. I'm quite happy with the result and the fact that it opens up the door for many more tattoos on my arm. 3/8 sleeve...yay! hah. It won't really hit me until I catch it peaking out of a shirt and realize, "fuck, I have a visible tattoo. Awesome!" Ryan went with me and I'm glad he did. Despite the irony of the situation I wouldn't have wanted any one else there. |
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[Aug. 16th, 2008|02:54 pm] |
i just online shopped for the first time.... this could very well be the death of me. |
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| What I Learned From Getting Involved With 2 Best Friends |
[Aug. 15th, 2008|10:41 am] |
I ended things with Robert. The jist: he broke my heart because I realized he didn’t want to possess me and I wanted (oh god) Something Serious. On final breakup day, we fucked and he made me cum harder than anyone ever has or probably ever will, and then I cooked him dinner, and then he said he hated himself and the world, and then I gave him my car so I’d have an excuse to see him the next day, and now we’re continuing on as platonic BFFs. Like actually.
Things with Jason have escalated over the past few weeks but we both grew uncomfortable with The Situation since we have similar views on life and love… we both did not fully believe that Robert was OK with us having a thing on the side, because we would never be ok with such a thing. I ignored our bond and we never said shit about how we felt. I could not handle developing such strong feelings for two people. Coincidentally, Jason and I both decided to remove ourselves from The Situation at the same time. And as fortune would have it, when I started the process of ending things with Rob - Jason met a girl.
So last night I stole Jason from an outing and begrudgingly said my terrible feelings outside of a Whole Foods. I told him he was the sun and he told me that he had boxed his feelings for me up and tried to regard everything that happened with us only as moments. I said it didn’t have to be like that, I asked him not to close me off. Then we held each other’s hands and I said whatever happens, you’re still one of my best friends, and said you too, Abby. Back at the bar, our friends sent me a text message saying that if Jason and I disappeared for the night that they were going to steal his hat. Then I went home and I wrote him a stupid letter, and I told him he had me at ‘aqua seafoam shame’.
And the final showdown - on Tuesday, Jason and I are set to roadtrip to Vancouver for the Radiohead show, where I will fall desperately in love with him as he gets inflicted with the spirit of Thom Yorke. And Wednesday, the 3 of us go to see Radiohead in Seattle. |
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| BEST QUOTE EVER |
[Aug. 14th, 2008|10:32 pm] |
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From Project Runway's
"I don't know what he's packing, balls or vajayjay but he needs to work that out. I ain't got no babies, ain't nobody sucking on my tittes. So please, man up."
-Terri Stevens
Wow a long time since my last post.
Hm...nothing huge has really happened except at work which is kinda boring anyway. Tomorrow I'm getting a tattoo and that is incredibly exciting. |
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| Abby and Jason attend rare 60's soul night |
[Aug. 13th, 2008|09:56 pm] |
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| ATTENTION: |
[Aug. 13th, 2008|01:42 am] |
HEY EVERY ONE. Real important question here. Should I change my hair color to:
a) a blond like it most recently was (after much deep conditioning, I'm pretty sure my hair will be able to handle it)
b) chocolate brown
c) dark red
???????????????
ANY AND ALL INPUT WELCOME. Please just tell me what to do so I don't have to think for myself. |
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[Aug. 13th, 2008|12:13 am] |
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so i hope paul doesn't die. |
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| Politically Incorrect |
[Aug. 11th, 2008|03:57 pm] |
Back in Nagpur, I've done nothing of much significance here. I watched an unimaginably stupid Bollywood film called Ugly aur Pagli. Been roaming around Nagpur with cousins and breaking the law by riding two-wheel vehicles without a licence. Been eating nice food which I won't find in Dubai or Newcastle.
Last week my aunty was driving us to Sadeqabad where my uncle lives. She was telling me how she deliberately drives into (but artfully avoids hitting) the dogs, cows and jay-walkers on the roads here in order to teach them a lesson to never do it again. It was immensely funny because she did it once and the woman whom she almost hit opened her eyes real wide in surprise and then yelled at my aunt in Maraathi.
And then she was telling me how she gets really annoyed by the slow people on two-wheelers who drive in front of her or who overtake her from the wrong side. They're all generalized into the category of S.C. or Scheduled Caste people - this lot has recently acquired a lot of money and they don't seem to know how to use the things they buy with it e.g. two-wheeled vehicles. I love my politically incorrect family.
Yesterday night, we were going out for dinner and we were driving down Central Avenue when a youngster on a motorbike overtook us from the left (the wrong side, in India) and in the next second, he unexpectedly rammed into a middle-aged man on his motorbike who was driving down by the divider. It was quite a loud collision and we saw sparks fly from the youngster's motorbike as it fell and scraped against the road in opposite direction because of the impact. Some idiot wannabe who wanted to show off, obviously. I almost got out of our car to have a look and check if they were all ok but my folks told me not to in case I got into trouble. I feel bad for the middle-aged guy because he just hadn't expected to be hit by a fool with a bike that night and he was driving slowly on his own.
My cousin Lubna took me to Medical Chowk, a square in the city which has a medical school, a hospital and medical bookshops all in a half-mile radius. We bought some textbooks for my course from there. Since they're quite thick and heavy, I sent the fattest one of them with my sister who flew to Dubai yesterday. Then we went to a bookstore called Odyssey where I bought some leisure reading material and an Arabic-English English-Arabic dictionary/phrasebook which I desperately need.
Everyone should read Genome - An autobiography of a species by Matt Ridley. It's really really good. |
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| Seattle and Lollapalooza |
[Aug. 10th, 2008|10:02 pm] |
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| | ? and the Mysterians - 96 Tears | ] |
The tour has begun.
( Life has gotten very specific ) |
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