To A Tee.

Mobile kharab.

Headphones kharab.

Laptop kharab.

Microwave kharab.

Freezer/ Fridge kharab.

ANYTHING that is even remotely electronic breaks down on Saturday night. AND SINCE THE NEXT DAY IS SUNDAY NOTHING CAN BE FIXED TILL THE DAY AFTER WHICH IS MONDAY WHICH IS TOO LATE.

Its always been like this with me, ALWAYS. Anything and everything that can possible go wrong happens on Saturday night. I HATE this.

Btw - Nothing but my headphones and micro are kharab. But you get the idea, nai?

Izzit?

I LOST A FOLLOWER. IZZIT BECOZ *slashes wrist*

Acha.

Anyway.

I'm sort of weirder than usual lately. As in...

I FORGET. I forget EVERYTHING. I walk into rooms, I forget what I went there for. I raise my hand in class, I forget what I was going to say. I forget during presentations. I forget when generally talking to friends. I forget while thinking or talking to myself or even singing or doing ANYTHING.

Why =(
Who =(
Kyun =(

I Haz Family. Dey Mad.

Dad: Yaar, D (my brother). Ek acha sa kamra ho. Wahan takht ho. Ghazals ki collection ho aur alaa qism ka stereo system ho. Sath sheesha. Aye haye haye haye. Kya khayal hai?

D: Theek hai. You bring the beer, I'll bring the bhong.

Dad: Chup oye, ullo ka patha.

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H (other brother): Practical hai kal. Copy sign kar do.

Me: *signs*

Mom: O_O ASTAGHFAR.

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I forgot the rest. Will update soon.

S & F.

Since my mom, my sister and I hardly ever get to see each other's faces all week, I'm taking them out to lunch.

We spent 4 hours deciding where to go.

Then we dissed all the choices.

Then we started cleaning up the house and randomly wandering around.

We got ready in 15 mins (mom and I)

And now Sid's taking hours.

I hope we get good food.

Btw, if you know a good place for Italian WHICH IS ALSO REASONABLE SINCE I'M BROKE  let me know.

Oh, Brother.

I was watching this video on Exhibitionism -

- I KNOW THAT LOOK. ITS AN ASSIGNMENT OKAY? Perv.

So, yes. My assignment topic was Exhibitionism, and I'm not the kind of person who is mortified while reading/explaining sexual disorders (the rest of my class is). Pseudo-prudes.

But anyway.

I was watching that video. And. My brother. Came up behind me. And stood. And stared.

Me: Assignment hai meri. Um.

D: *stares* Acha.

Me: Seriously.

D: *more stares* Acha.

Hate. Mosquito.

Stop. Scratch.

Itch. Everywhere. =(

Scratch.

4:33.

Comfort food?

Roghni naan and chai.

French fries covered with chaat masala.

Lays English Sour Cream and Onion.






-I am in desperate need of comfort. 

E.

-while translating interview questions from English to Urdu-

Shaz: We have to make questions about the bio-data too?!

Me: Yeah, man. Everything.

Shaz: ... How?

Me: Um. Er. You know. Aap ka naam, umar, birth order...

Shaz: Jins?

Me: Oh, you'd ASK a patient "aap ki jins kya hai?"

Shaz: Haan, na! Socho, uss se pucho aur kya pata wo jawab de "Mein shareer se aurat hun per jism se mard" =D

Dragons in the Kitchen.

Sid: GIVE ME FOOD.

Me: Give me fiyah, give me something I desiyah!

Sid: ... Oh, look. You learned a new song.

Me: That's a song? I didn't know.

Sid: OH MY- *bangs head in wall*

M.H.

I wanna dance my heart out.

Just forget everything for a few hours.
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In other news, I'll be working at a hospital this semester. Wish me luck =)