i LOVE the tango.

id learn it in a heartbeat if i ever got the chance.

bahaha..love dad for sending me weird forwards everyday..
God Help Pakistan.
Ameen.

i love swings <3<3<3

why so serious?

watched it watched it watched it watched it...YAY

i watched the dark knight.na na na na na na

awesomeeeeeeeeness in a movie man,...the beginning was a little like, realli???? after all i've heard about this movie, ur showing me way too many characters saying all this stuff that doesn't make sense? and then the ending kinda just rammed it home..very touching at more emotional/humane/intellectual level than the earlier movies, but definitely not as drop-dead sappy and i-love-youse'y like spider-man.... brilliant acting by ledger, but heck thats nothing new..i've sat thru his brokeback mountain...

( don't ask,took this English course called intro to fiction which i later realized was GROSSLY misnamed, and shud've been called intro to sex and the like in Literature...we ended up doing a book on a hermaphrodite, and the Brokeback novel and the movie, and coupla other,,ehem,.,,eye-opening novels..and it wasn't for lack of light in the room either),,.

going BACK to the original point, Brokeback was actually a very decent piece of acting,...leaving aside some of the rather..ehem, let's just uncomfortable scenes, to keep it as politically correct as possible.

but yeh..good movies good times.

its been raining hard lately. i went down to the western most part of the city, (which for all of u who probably don't know, is the outermost edge of the city) to look out over the North Pacific Ocean....u can see the city skyline on one side, mountains out on the other,,and a long wide stretch of the ocean in the middle.

it was POURING.
like pou oh shit ring.
i didn't take an umbrella.
stood there for an hour too. yay me.
got emo.happy.soaked to the bone.VERY cold.andddddd a nasty omg-im-sore fever to boot.
worth.every.little.rain.drop.

hm..i love rain..i love the smell of soil and trees and water and wet clothes and the sight of mad old couples holding hands under one umbrella and smiling sheepishly at each other. And surprise surpriseeee,,, as emo as it is, there WAS a couple there, and they WERE mad old. AND mad cute.

hm.all.i.need.is.drippy.drippy.day.to.make.me.smile.like.an.idiot.
singing.old.indian.songs.at.full.volume.and.sniffling.and.talking.to.drug.on.the.
fone.and.complaining.about.how.i.can't.feel.my.toes.anymore.

mad awesome.

speaking of which, i dunno what to do with him. i realli realli don't.

Question. is a 4 month, for lack of a better word, romance, worth friendships spanning over just over a year, or two years, or so on?..

hmm...

he drives me MAD sumtimes. so volatile. but then it reminds me that i am the exact same way, if not worse.very worse. times infinity.
i wish i cud record our conversations sumhow. he says the cutest things sometimes.

sub kuch seekha hum nay, na seekhi hosheeyari
such hai duniya waloun, ke hum hain anardhri.

ill marry whoever recognises where those lines are from.
if ur female, ill get a gender change too.
i know i know, doesn't my generosity continue to light a star up ur sky?


so ammi says- abu thinks we've given u too much freedom, u're out all the time, we dunno who with and gudnes knows ur doing whut..

yeh mum i went kayaking with a buncha hijabis, and then i volunteered 4 hours at our uni's sports section. and oh, went to the bank to make sure dad's tenant's rent passed thru and if THAT'S not horrific enuf, i treated my friend's to pizza!! SO WRONG! and the latest ive been home by is 10 pm and thats even when im staying along and have absolutely no fuckin one to answer to..i know i know, it's WAY worse than stripping at a club at 2 am being drunk, like omg! i have so broken your trust haven't i?

i have spent my entire life being someone i am not, and yet it is never good enough for them.
ha, isn't that everyone's story?

its sad that i came here so i could be me for once and for last.
aha aha aha. those who laugh last laugh hurtest.

emooooooooo ness. ehem. abologies!

sigh.
enuf rant..more than. its weird that when i do write after 3 or 4 days i spew out this whole buncha trash and nonsense that nobody gets thru, heck it, if i was nobody i wudn't either.
okay.so.i.kinda.sorta.lost.myself.on.that.one.
continue later.

-xo
eedaaa

Bliss

4000+ words email from best friend.
aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....
:D:D:D:D:D:D

chandni.

i love streetlights reflecting off water at night.
and i caught two 11:11's in a row.

star light star bright.
the first star i see tonight
i wish i may, i wish i might
have this wish i wish tonight.

Discover.Dream.Design.Destine.

ive finally figured out the why's of it. i just don't know the how-to's...

Gold.

few things are Golden.

dad dancing by the sea at midnight.surprise 16th birthdays. fine sand on a beach.old married couples holding hands.tinkling laughter.glowing tans.ancient bells in old forgotten churches.wedding bands.
and long back massages.

to you, you know who you are.
Thank you SO much.


i hit heaven.
no seriousli. i can actualli breatheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee again. im moving and nothing hurts! and it feels SO mad precious. SO liberating. i don't want to move at all or else i feel like ill jinx it.

There was preserved
in her
The fresh miracle
of surprise.
-Jim Morrison.

this one's for u.
'cuz i dont forget things in a hurry.
and it was very very veeeeryy appreciated.

xoxoxo
-eeda.