Fuck Fest.

I'm tired of movies showing hitched/engaged/married women fucking around and acting like nothing happened. I watched this movie cause of the accolades it won, sadly it was just a major fuck fest. It was just as dumb as Timbaland's bounce where its you on me... me on you... then you on her... then its her on me... that kinda shit. 

1 away from the Milestone.

School has been hectic and of course my mood swings have been pretty much following the same beats. She has been that one awesome person who has been putting up with it all and smiling away despite having to follow me for my shoots and random shopping at art stores. That's just a wee bit of the great things she has been doing along the way. To put it easy, she has been making life a lot easier for me. I'm glad I found you. I love you for you and all the niceties that come along!

PS: Auwww baby!

the sister from downunder.

He may think we've forgotten him.
He may think our girlfriends have taken over him.

What he doesn't know is the way funky and I sat and stared blankly the day after he left, realizing that spark had just left us. Every time we just bump, the word "Nivi" is bound to arise. We've been counting down, initially to late Oct and now Nov. We want you back. I sense a major "fucking us" session the next time we go drink when you're back, but till then....

We Love You.
(despite you mixing our B'days!)

monkey business.

My favorite enclosure in the zoo. Monkeys running up and down. Some with swollen behinds. Bright pinkish ones accompanied with random hard ons that made Shalini and me smile sheepishly during our first date.

I went there to draw (part of curriculum) and it was funny trying to spot one keeping still. Unlike other animals whereby you can anticipate just about when they would move (cause of their slow actions and turn of the head for starters); these fellas maybe sitting like a rock, along comes a rascal and they get into a fight.

Kinda like us actually.

wish.

some French wine.

3 tea lights burning.

Fluorescent turned off.

I'm leaning back sipping away.

Ideal.

Okay time for a reality check.

I was up till 5 in the morning, burning candles, to pour the liquified wax into a shot glass. Wine was in the kitchen waiting to be opened. I was making a lantern for the Lantern Fest. No, it wasn't the kiddy one I enjoyed years back, this lantern was to be assessed. 

you think you're special?

Sometimes I look up to the sky and wonder if He's seriously considering pulling the plug on us all.

I mean, why shouldn't He?

$$$

Forget the numerous titles Liverpool once won. Till this day, what's remembered is the poetic passes Liverpool once had through Barnes, Dalglish, Beardsley and Co. A fact often reminded by even United supporting Uncles. They seem to be in their own world when reminiscing those days.

Today, football isn't what it once was. Minnows suddenly becoming big teams through a takeover, players choosing crappier teams for a better pay, poorer teams loosing players due to the buying power of the bigger guns.

The rate at which things are going, it's a matter of time before football becomes like WWE and someday we would face the sad fact that every match was stagged. Poor Wenger.

F What?

So the ST chooses to ridicule us for not knowing any facts about the upcoming GP in its front page today. Anyway why should we? I think it's about time we be stopped from being interested in things for the sake of our nation being host. Who gave two hoots about it till we got the bid. Now WOW! I open the papers on a Monday morning and races held elsewhere are highlighted even before the EPL.

I hate being told what to like and watch. Another one of the "WORLDS FIRST EVER... Ooh..." I'm tired of this.