I vowed when I started blogging that I would write only ONE blog a week, on a designated day, most probably a Tuesday, to honor the first day I ever wrote out a blog.... That sure worked:P I could barely stop myself from writing another (ahem) enchanting piece the very next day... It's just, I can't talk to people... I mean, I can... Well... Ugh... I don't really understand myself. Yep. That's it. I just CANNOT, for the life of me, figure out what goes on in my head, which presently feels like it's been stuffed with straw. So, I write. I get these 'sudden inspirations' and do things instinctively, then regret them later (duh)... Here's some of the REALLY lame things I've managed to do in the past few weeks.
-In a fit of rage over some stupid childish fight with my mum, I grab a pair of scissors and snap off some of MY OWN hair!!!! Of course, I made sure I snipped it off to look like two nice flicks on the side of my face, and I don't want to sound big-headed, but they don't look too bad. But they're massively annoying. They fly around uncontrollably when I run, and worst of all, I CANNOT IMAGINE MY FACE WITHOUT THEM ANY LONGER!!!!! So if I did get rid of them, as in, let them grow properly to the length they were before, then it would take some time before that conscious feeling wears off.....
-A friend from school kept posting weird things on my wall, on Facebook, so I deleted all the stuff she shared on my Timeline, and even though I felt a wee bit bad doing that, I kind of shrugged off the feeling, somehow managing to convince myself that SHE was the piss-off who hadn't been alerted the fact that she is a teen and not a toddler, if you get my meaning. And of course, she was hurt, and to top it all, confronted me in school, asking me why I didn't TELL her that the posts were not suiting me. I was kinda struck over why I hadn't done that and gone for the harsh approach, so I don't think I said much... But the guilt still lingers...
-I was mean to some other people who I don't really like much...
-I made a badly-concealed disgusted face during Biology, and was severely busted. Well, I sort of got myself out of it by mentioning that it truly was a gross chapter and that almost everyone felt the same way... I guess I just spoke my mind and she let me off!!!! But from that expression of surprise on her face, it was kind of obvious she didn't really like this 'truthful' approach.... Eek.
-I wasted a hell lot of time crying over the book 'The Perks of Being a Wallflower' which just doesn't cease to amaze me. I just cried and cried and well... Cried. Then, after an hour and a half, I realized I had about three projects pending... That didn't go to well, I can assure you.
Anyway, so those are a few of the blaring stupidities in my behavior that I can recall, and am not too shameful to recount:):) I don't know... I guess there's no point in sitting here, feeling sorry for myself and the people who have to bear with me... I think I'll just talk to some friends, and ask them how to summon tact in situations of dire need.
OH MY FREAKING GOSH!!!!! All that, and I haven't even started off on what I ACTUALLY wanted to tell the world about!!!! I can be such a moron at times...
So here's the thing... I recently listed to this absolutely BEAUTIFUL song called 'Minds Without Fear' by Imogen Heap and Vishal Shekhar. It's just... Inspiring. So WHUP I'm inspired.
In the music video, the two artists are dancing through the streets of Rajasthan, India. They are so completely oblivious to the stares of the wide-eyed onlookers, who of course end up clapping and cheering wildly when they finish.... So the thing is, I want to do that. As simple as that. I want to start a flash mob!!!! Maybe somewhere in the city, where there is some music playing, a bunch of us can just start dancing and then start roping some interested genial people in... Would that not be just ah-mazing?????
The snag is, I don't think I've got the guts... What if people DON'T join in? What if people LAUGH at us?? What if people REFUSE point blank to participate???? Will that not be embarrassing? And yet I'm DYING to do something outright wonderful and rebellious like that!!!!!!!!! What do I do?? I've always prided (or at least known) myself on being instinctive and not caring what other people say, but this is, well, a WHOLE NEW LEVEL. I'm not sure if I'm capable of being THAT unconventional. but one emotion I simply CANNOT STAND is being 'unsure'. Especially about myself. I really need someone to tell me I can do it, which will not necessarily make me go ahead a do it, but will help in hardening my resolve. I want someone to tell me that my ideas aren't all crazy, and that being me, and bringing a moment of carefree-ness to someone's life is something that everyone loves to do.....
Ew. I sound gushy. See this is what I mean when I say, 'doubting myself'!!! I really should not care how I sound, because that's what I feel. So now I depart from the keyboard, feeling reasonably light and self-actualized...
Alvida till next time,
Squish.
PS: Alvida means 'bye' in Hindi.
-In a fit of rage over some stupid childish fight with my mum, I grab a pair of scissors and snap off some of MY OWN hair!!!! Of course, I made sure I snipped it off to look like two nice flicks on the side of my face, and I don't want to sound big-headed, but they don't look too bad. But they're massively annoying. They fly around uncontrollably when I run, and worst of all, I CANNOT IMAGINE MY FACE WITHOUT THEM ANY LONGER!!!!! So if I did get rid of them, as in, let them grow properly to the length they were before, then it would take some time before that conscious feeling wears off.....
-A friend from school kept posting weird things on my wall, on Facebook, so I deleted all the stuff she shared on my Timeline, and even though I felt a wee bit bad doing that, I kind of shrugged off the feeling, somehow managing to convince myself that SHE was the piss-off who hadn't been alerted the fact that she is a teen and not a toddler, if you get my meaning. And of course, she was hurt, and to top it all, confronted me in school, asking me why I didn't TELL her that the posts were not suiting me. I was kinda struck over why I hadn't done that and gone for the harsh approach, so I don't think I said much... But the guilt still lingers...
-I was mean to some other people who I don't really like much...
-I made a badly-concealed disgusted face during Biology, and was severely busted. Well, I sort of got myself out of it by mentioning that it truly was a gross chapter and that almost everyone felt the same way... I guess I just spoke my mind and she let me off!!!! But from that expression of surprise on her face, it was kind of obvious she didn't really like this 'truthful' approach.... Eek.
-I wasted a hell lot of time crying over the book 'The Perks of Being a Wallflower' which just doesn't cease to amaze me. I just cried and cried and well... Cried. Then, after an hour and a half, I realized I had about three projects pending... That didn't go to well, I can assure you.
Anyway, so those are a few of the blaring stupidities in my behavior that I can recall, and am not too shameful to recount:):) I don't know... I guess there's no point in sitting here, feeling sorry for myself and the people who have to bear with me... I think I'll just talk to some friends, and ask them how to summon tact in situations of dire need.
OH MY FREAKING GOSH!!!!! All that, and I haven't even started off on what I ACTUALLY wanted to tell the world about!!!! I can be such a moron at times...
So here's the thing... I recently listed to this absolutely BEAUTIFUL song called 'Minds Without Fear' by Imogen Heap and Vishal Shekhar. It's just... Inspiring. So WHUP I'm inspired.
In the music video, the two artists are dancing through the streets of Rajasthan, India. They are so completely oblivious to the stares of the wide-eyed onlookers, who of course end up clapping and cheering wildly when they finish.... So the thing is, I want to do that. As simple as that. I want to start a flash mob!!!! Maybe somewhere in the city, where there is some music playing, a bunch of us can just start dancing and then start roping some interested genial people in... Would that not be just ah-mazing?????
The snag is, I don't think I've got the guts... What if people DON'T join in? What if people LAUGH at us?? What if people REFUSE point blank to participate???? Will that not be embarrassing? And yet I'm DYING to do something outright wonderful and rebellious like that!!!!!!!!! What do I do?? I've always prided (or at least known) myself on being instinctive and not caring what other people say, but this is, well, a WHOLE NEW LEVEL. I'm not sure if I'm capable of being THAT unconventional. but one emotion I simply CANNOT STAND is being 'unsure'. Especially about myself. I really need someone to tell me I can do it, which will not necessarily make me go ahead a do it, but will help in hardening my resolve. I want someone to tell me that my ideas aren't all crazy, and that being me, and bringing a moment of carefree-ness to someone's life is something that everyone loves to do.....
Ew. I sound gushy. See this is what I mean when I say, 'doubting myself'!!! I really should not care how I sound, because that's what I feel. So now I depart from the keyboard, feeling reasonably light and self-actualized...
Alvida till next time,
Squish.
PS: Alvida means 'bye' in Hindi.
