It's a Sunday! I wanted to act all celebrity like and spend it the way they do. Grand breakfast, grander lunch, meet imaginary people, watch a couple of movies and spend the evening sitting by the balcony, giggling away to glory with my girlfriends before finally going to bed early.
My foot. I am no celebrity. I live in a city where Sundays are a pain. Because? Saturdays and Mondays aren't half as awesome.
The only thing I could afford to do of all them above things was, to watch a decent movie.
I get what Summer meant. I feel for her.
I downloaded this movie thrice because it kept boowoo-ing me in the face. My internet felt raped, certainly, but it's very okay. I finally did manage to watch (500) Days of Summer. And, I have nothing to say. I can only sit back and smile :) Watched it? No? Die. Yes? I like you.
My workplace is cool :] Colourful, ancient and talkative!
It's December. And I can feel myself getting all senti already about the year coming to an end. Mostly because the year has been a little too awesome to handle :'] I'v met / come across the awesome most people, awesome things have happened to me (That's what she said :P), I'v spoken my mind out to myself about the bestest things ever, I'v watched the most amazing movies ever, and, my I feel lucky, mostly because my internet has been kind in allowing me to rape it every month by downloading so much. True story.
Simple uncomplicated life.
(Kindly ignore the fact that academically I have grown lazier over the year. That's only between you and me and nobody else.)
Sigh. It's been perfect. I even found the perfect loverboy for me. One from each of those movies I'v watched. I am filmy like that.
Tom: What happens when you fall in love?
Summer: You believe in that?
Tom: It's love, it's not Santa Claus.
Summer: There's no such thing as love, it's fantasy...