Hiding is Wanting to be Found

I know. I know. Egypt is possibly at the brink of another controversial re-election. The people of Gaza are thanking God for every breath they take while people in Bangladesh are holding their breath's to prevent themselves inhaling the fumes that blazed through their GDP - and corrupt officials. Let's not forget that James Bond weapons do exist and that North Koreans might whoop our asses when it comes to lethal leading technological discoveries.

Whereas, here I am, browsing through HSY, Maria B and G+H Photography, soaking up on my daily dosage of gossmakeupartist, Farah Dhukai and the likes - first world problems do seem to put this whole disparity issue quite in focus doesn't it?

And the biggest, fattest, weight-iest question of all:

Masters of Applied Sciences (MASc) or Masters of Engineering (MEng)? 

Ah, to be continued. Must go nap to revitalize ranting juice.

God I am in dire need of a vocabulary make-over. I sound like a kindergartener trying to string together words for the first time.

these pictures are taken from Mortgraphics

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such a lovely place, such a lovely face

I have, over the past tumultuous week, done these:

• Failed my exam.
• Threw a hissy fit at least a bajillion times
• Made a left turn when I wasn't supposed to.
• Almost crashed the car.
• Ran three events within the span of one day. Miserably failed at it.
• Had the worst, not to mention the most ridiculous, thoughts of a person I should have forgotten about years and years ago.
• Gave a driving test with my bloodstream laced with speed. And now I'm going to go to a wedding where I'm going to be half asleep.
• I am going to see that person again.
• Whoopie

Don't know where this picture is from. If it's yours, please let me know.

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Party Crashers, Groupie Snatchers

The worst aspect about my psychological make-up is that I cannot - under any circumstance, pressure or otherwise - forget. Whether they be events or people.

Volcano face is no longer volcano face although its activities has certainly left permanent imprints on his already hidden face. With hair. I know, I know what you're thinking. Me pay attention to a guy who looks more like a Korean pop idol wannabe and thinks less like the religious man I've always pined for? Certainly the apocalypse isn't here.

Then what could it be?

I blame the wedding bubble. You see, in a wedding no matter how unwelcome its effects and its participants are tend to invade your life anyway, however temporary it might be. Honestly speaking, I never thought that the upcoming wedding would have such an effect on me. It shouldn't. But it is. Just a tiny little bit. Even though I know I shouldn't be swayed, I am. Just a little.

In my defense, these recent feelings (I hate that I'm using this word cause really - it hasn't gone that far as the word usually tends to imply) didn't materialize out of nowhere. I'm perfectly entitled to misunderstandings and I am hard wired to believe that what I'm thinking is merely conjecture or at best hallucinations.

But here it is. There's something fishy going on. Really fishy. Like 8 years haven't happened. Like I'm back in grade 7, except I'm really not. See? I'm already at a loss for words.


I really need to go sleep.

these pictures are taken from GRFX [Can't find the link to the site =( ]

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