Favorites 1: Deadshot aka Will Smith
Favorite 2: Harley Quinn aka Margot Robbie
Collateral Damage: Misplaced Lunchbox
Reason For Damage: Amnesia
That pretty much sums up my day and my feelings towards the incidences of the day.Here’s the trinket that accompanied me to the city and have a whole lot of fun and good conversation. You ever feel like some people get you but you cannot tell them that you get them too, it’s those days. Also, can totally imagine some of the stories being played out in front of me. A great storyteller gets the best visuals out from the listener.
Shout out to my ex-roomie for this pretty awesome pair of studs. I love how the colour contrasts my usual drab appearance (I could give Black Beauty a run for money today. Nah, whom am I kidding!
P.S, was I psychotic to think that Joker and Harley make such an adorable pair together?
It’s another happy day. I’m on a Rollercoaster ride. Despite having a long day at the academic block where I fought mental strife, controlled my sleep and lived with the pain in the ass (literal one, because I was sitting from ten to six), it was a pretty chilled end to the day. ( A shot-ful one if you know what I mean) Are you getting tired of my trinkets? The days never seem to end do they? That’s what happens when you undertake a project for yourself.
I am not happy with WordPress’s latest updates. Apparently my 2G net on the phone is not enough to upload the pretty(I like to believe they are) pics that need to go with my posts. Here I am, re-editing the post.
I bought this in a relatively new gift shop in Kammanhalli when I was actually gift shopping for somebody else. (I forget who? Oh! Was it the Secret Santa that I had to gift in Office? I found this irresistible and got it because I knew if I hadn’t, I’d think and obsess about them for a while.)
Adios for now. I’m hoping to go out for a movie Tomo and get a lot done on the room scene too, it’s that day of the month when you really need to tidy up your living quarters.
You’re the filler to my vacuum,
A sweet toxic perfume.
The right combo of suave,
A splash of red on mauve.
Rollercoaster it’s been,
But we’re no longer seventeen.
With a hey we begun,
It’s come to all but a run.
Everyday it’s a little tight,
I wait in line of your sight.
This is going unexpectedly slow.
My trinket of the day is a ring that dates back to life in Saudi.
I must say I felt tied down while wearing a ring. I was constantly aware of this foreign element and played with it a dozen times in an hour. Slipping it into the left hand and then to the right. Wondering how annoying it would be to have to wear it everyday, especially if I didn’t like the connotation that it could represent.
But then you get used to them perhaps. I’m so sleepy that I lost concentration in an assignment long ago. A chance convo with a new found Bestie is keeping me up as we talk about weight, self Esteem and dreams and what’s stopping us from our perceived obstacles. It’s been a good day but does not seem like a weekend at all. Mess food was crappy to another level. I’l probably stifle the hunger pangs and wait for a decent breakfast tomo. Meanwhile, sleep well!