Call,me maybe? LOL no.

So,I've been wondering.What is this Love? Shakespeare keeps ranting about it in a way that's honestly overkill,trust me.

Love this,love that,endless love. [GOD WHATDIDIJUSTREADFUUUUU!!!!]

And then we're like "B---h please,this is the 21st century".Love like that doesn't exist anymore.And even if it does,we don't like.Period.

Although I would say that this,is heights of desperation.I would never,EVER,imagine myself doing this.Screw poetic license,this video is crap.This is not love.This is a woman who's hormonal.



Although THIS,made me crack up. xD

Well,there was a time when I was all gooey and mushy and head over heels for a guy.But then,we both moved on.

Fun,well you can take it to a point,but after that it gets boring.I never really tried falling in love after that.Maybe I want to,but.Who knows. :)

Maybe I'll find someone.

Maybe.

Now it's this word maybe that's starting to become overkill. :P

:]

For a creative writer possession of the "truth" is less important than emotional sincerity.


-George Orwell

Another meaningless poem.

Let's stop,and sit for a while.
On that dilapidated park bench,
Let's look at the lonely cherry blossoms,drifting apart.
Let's blink,and stare at each other,
Laugh like crazy,and pretend to be French.

Let's share this loneliness,
And feel the feathers brush past us.
Let's disappear into the night sky,
And play tag with the stars.
Let's party all night,'cause we be famous.

Let's take a bunch of pencils,
And scribble to our heart's content.
On this white paper,that's our life.
Let's draw pictures,of meaningless feelings,
Jump into someone's life,and leave a noticeable dent.

Just you and me.
Just me and you.
Together.
Forever? Do you want to?
Maybe you do.


Maybe.

Le Derping.Again.

Okay this one is hilarious xD

So pretty. :3

Pretty.

Okay,so...BEST.DAY.EVER.

Yeah,so I FINALLY watched Avengers.All these jokes circulating on Facebook and Tumblr,and all I could do was say "huh?"

Hahahaha I'm so in love with Iron Man.A.k.a Tony Stark.

I met up with two people I know,from Le Awesome anime club,and one of them is like this brilliant artist.

I'M A HUGE FAN.HUUUUUUUGE FAN.

We were like,hanging around the mall that's closest to my house,and we went to get some ice-cream,and it turns out,that we both (ArtistGuy and me)chose the same flavor,[Blackcurrant] {'Cause there was no chocolate,so I chose blackcurrant.}

.....That was surprising.I didn't expect that. ^

So we were like,talking about general stuff,and the crazy fun that happened in yesterday's meet.It was fuuuunn.I hope I can do something like this again,some other time.

'Till then,ja ne~

I love doing this! :3

Newsflash.

Today I got trapped.In a curtain.

I was going to feed my birds,or probably just stare at them 'till they got freaked out and started screaming,but then this dreadfully strong wind blew me totally off-course.Like this REALLY REALLY strong wind.I kinda stumbled back,and then the darn curtain decided to be the hero and save the damsel in distress [I don't even know what I'm saying LOL]

And I got stuck.I was flapping my arms like a duck and I just got stuck even more. [thank God no one saw]

God,I looked like such an idiot.Hopefully my neighbors didn't see.

Holidays.

Ahh.At last! It's finally the summer holidays.

We had less than 2 weeks of classes,though.Classes. (Read:idly doodling in my copy.)

SO now I can cuddle close to my pillow and sleep. =3

Although my dreams,are somewhat like this. o.O

But good thing I have my cuddly plushies to keep me company.

School's kinda boring anyway.I mean,I sit in the last bench(you know what that implies) [Nothing wrong,though.What were you thinking there,eh? :p]But.You never know.

ಠ◡ಠ

So,well,some classes are a drag.Like the English class,for example.The teacher keeps picking on me.Like the other day,I was just minding my own business and writing notes.MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS,I tell you.

Suddenly,the teacher decides that I'm the stupidest one in class,and says,I quote,"Yes dear,I know you can't understand anything,but read it slowly when you'll get home,I'm sure you'll get the hang of it."

I was like "wut."

=.=

On an entirely different note,we have so much of homework.

Myself.And my darn carelessness.

So,today.A new day.I was standing at the bus stop,waiting for my bus,like the very good natured person that I am.(LOL WHAT?)
And then the bus comes.I wave my hand like a complete monkey erm,in a very genteel manner,because I am a very undignified lady.

And the bus just left me and went.Because Indian (Read:Kolkatan drivers are a pain in the butt.)

I was left looking like this.

I was totally like "WHAT THE HECK?!?!"

So I had to change two buses and go.And I got late. -.-

Because I got late,and I had to sprint because the school gates close at 8.25

AND IT WAS 8.23 at that time.

DO OR DIE. *__*

And............BAM!

I hit the metal railing. (Read I as my head)

It was like one of those dolls that you smack to the floor and then they get right back up. :P

I fell on my back,got right up and started running again.

Now,thanks to that,I have a huge bump on my beautiful forehead.Ouch. :\

Click on the white area to give it food.
Click on the yellow dot to make it spin the wheel.
It also follows the cursor.

Enjoy! :D

I don't even know what I'm writing.

Insane,vibrant doesn't even begin to describe it.

I'd like to wake up,
On a chilly winter's night,
I'd like to spread my wings,and fly,
And take you,to where the bright things are.

I'd like to walk barefeet,
Amidst the frosted lilies,and sing.
I'd like to watch my breath crystallize,
To this cold world,peace I'd like to bring.

Of violet,and gold,
And burnished flames of passion.
Of vibrant streaks,in the night sky,
Of euphoria,lost in transmission.

As I lay on my bed,
And wondered about my existence,
The lights lit up the sky.
As I watched from a distance.

Lightning is breathtakingly beautiful. :)

♫Every Teardrop is a Waterfall♫

(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ (｡♥‿♥｡)(｡♥‿♥｡)

I love this song.

That woman.

I observe.I'm not a creep,I'm not a stalker,but I like to look around and notice people.

The other day,I noticed this woman.Short,spiky hair,wearing a fuchsia blouse with blue flower patterns,and a purple skirt with violet traditional patterns on it.And a faded sleeveless parka.I mean,who wears a PARKA when it's almost 40°C?!?

That's actually what caught my attention.

She had mongoloid features,and looked old,wizened.Probably unmarried.But then again,us Indians have this trademark Sindoor on our heads when we're married. And I was in a bit of a hurry at that time. :P

Not to be all judgemental and all,but she probably WAS married.

Y'know,marriage takes it's toll on people and they end up looking like zombies.

Trust me,I've seen THAT one before. :P

She hopped into an Autorickshaw and sped away even before I could get a good glimpse of her.The Mystery Woman.

And she was really,really bony with veins protruding out from her arms and stuff,wearing a gold,thin band watch.

Something told me she was really,really rich but she was 'blending in with the crowd'.Plus she had a jute shopping bag.Jute's expensive,at least for us Upper Middleclass folks. :P

YOU NEVER KNOW.Queen in disguise. :o

Minna~

Because I just realized,that people actually read my blog.

Arigato minna~

I hope there's a lone japanese out there who just happens to come across this page!!Because I love Manga and Anime! >.>

But,to all those reading,thanks for wasting your time,and if you want me to be a bit more humorous/emo/post more songs/pictures,just comment and tell me~

kthanxbye. :P

The Faerie.

She fluttered her eyelids,
And opened her eyes.Those eyes,
That spoke volumes.But yet,
They were so frank,so beautiful.
In the heart of the woods,there she lies.

She rose from her slumber,
And looked curiously around.
On a drowsy winter's night
In those soulful woods,ever so dark
And colorless;She wept without a sound.

And the tears slid down her marble skin,
Those ruby lips;She wept.
For all that is good in this world,
For all that is bad,she wept.
And the moonbeams answered her call,as the rest of the world slept.

She trod among the frosted lilies,
With feet as fair as snow;She sang.
Of hope and warmth,and all
That could heal the human heart.
And in her own heart she felt it.She felt the pang.Because she,
Was a lone faerie.

She looked up at the stars so bright,
And wished.Wished she'd never have to be alone.
But alas,the world is a selfish place,
Where no one stops to listen to her melancholy song.
And she still roams among us,asking, "Are you the One?"

Because you,are an explosion.
An explosion of colour. <3