It just dawned on me that I haven't updated close to 3 weeks now. Pretty long a hiatus no? Whilst I'm still caught in the mundanity of things (not that it's bad to have a little consistency), sometimes I wonder who my spontaneity has eloped with.

That aside, it's inexplicable really how ecstatic I am with the commencement of the new semester . As much as I love vacations and all that, I can't wait to get past mine, so that my brain cells get their much deserved stimulation it has been deprived of, for like forever. (It's so evident, you can tell from the way I'm expressing myself.) Like really. * Note the frequent use of bimbotic language.

Of late, I've been so preoccupied with I don't know what. But it seems that I've something to tend to almost everyday. If I'm not flying, it's some event I'm attending or a certain someone I'm meeting for brunch, lunch or dinner or just coffee. I'm falling behind my religious reading though which displeases me a great deal. And oh, I'm proclaiming myself the queen of procrastination. Sloth has crept in ever so stealthily and I hate that it throws me off track. But everything's been a mad rush. The adrenaline is almost orgasmic. I find that pretty hilarious but I like entertaining that thought. And I'm most definitely not complaining. I'm glad I've been kept duely busy.

On a different note, as much as I hate to speak of my personal life, there's just a tiny issue that's been annoyingly reccurent. Yes as much as ignorance is bliss, sometimes being gracious overrides that. And when I succumb to my otherwise 'unbitchy' side (stupid alter ego) , I find that I get caught up in the cycle.
So I've hence decided that I shall play devil after all. As long as I'm not hurting more than one party in the end.

So that's that for now.
I'm going to promise that I give myself a little 'me' time.

Conformity

Do we conform just for social acceptance?
Just so that we belong and fit in?

Blindly follow what we know to be wrong and yet proclaim otherwise, only because we choose not to be perceived as outcasts?
Give up the prerogative to be individualistic?
Mob mentality or plain idiocy?

No. I simply refuse to be one and the same.
I am my own person and I will in every way exercise that right.
So there.
Shoot me cos' I'm different.
And because I dare to be.

Pointless.

The latest just in.
The dimwit has deleted his blog account.
He works fast doesn't he? It took him 3 hours (It was still there when I posted my latest entry.)
Seems that the jerk has absconded. To india.
Well this bit hasn't got to do with me. He's been there a while.
He better stay there. Cos I don't know what I'm capable of.
(Yeah right, like I'm some big mafia don.)
That settles it. I HAVE to drop it.
All this drama for what? Nothing. Damn.

Death lurks.

I don't mean to sound cynical.

But i don't want to die!
Not yet.
And not in a plane crash.

I don't want to cross over to the other side missing some extremity or mutilated or disfigured.

Turbluence en route.
Deteoriating weather conditions.
I don't know why we still fly to Phuket.
And I can't help with the paranoia knowing disaster strikes thrice.
It certainly doesn't help looking at the crash site with unyielding thoughts that play in your mind incessantly.

I'll never forget how thunderous applause roared through the cabin when we landed safely.
For that two hours, I don't think I've ever prayed so hard.
To live.

Dirty laundry.

I'm airing yours.

So Mr. Copycat is some 'famous' vasantham central celebrity!
With looks that certainly doesn't kill, a frame that has evidently been overfed with too much dum briyani and a fashion sense that certainly does no justice to the indian superstar, I wonder how anyone can stand or even sit watching him overact on television.

My blood boils.

So i'm gracious enough to leave this creep a subtle [which friends happened to think was rude and I don't know why!] comment stating the obvious. And what does the most intelligent buffoon do? He not only deletes my comment [which by the way is not only indicated by the absence of it but by the fact that "Comment is deleted by the administrator" is clearly written], he goes on to ADD another comment, under MY name, CLAMING that 'I was sorry [which clearly I am not!] for shooting my mouth and that since the issue at hand has been sorted out, which SUPPOSEDLY I, once again, was IMPRESSED by the way he handled it, he is by all means free to carry on with his writing.' (Obviously, these are my words. HE was in no way close to being grammatically perfect which I am not implying I am, just in case you assume otherwise.)

Tell me. What do you make of this?!
The AUDACITY of this brainless, ignorant chap.

Of course, i didn't stop there. I mean how could I? I had to write on.
Seriously is he completely oblivious to the fact that he made a complete cuckold out of himself?
Tarnishing the image of a public figure is supposed to be taboo, but what do I care? Besides he seems willing at aiding the process of sullying his reputation.
I would sue him if I could. And I shall, if I find some way.
Let me work my way around this.

I DEMAND and apology for plagarism AND virtual impersonation.
And until I get it, or this blows over with time and my rage dissipates with it, I SHALL NOT STOP.

This is the bloke's URL. Look for the post titled "Love for life".
Apart from the 1st sentence and the lame 2nd last paragraph that reads from the 2nd sentence, I own every other word. Read the comments if they haven't already been erased or modified. And just so that you know the last paragraph was inspired from a prayer back when I was in CHIJ (an all girls, convent). Unless he castrated himself and landed himself a spot, I sure as hell don't know which enunch would write that.
Knock yourselves out. Who knows you may find your post staring back at you!

http://lovethyself01.blogspot.com/

Disclaimer: Thou shalt not entertain one-dimensional opinions. You are not me. (I would like to add that I am usually not this hot headed.) Go @#*% a spider should you need to back his ass up. And while you're at it shove a fist up yours.

Go in peace.
Right.

Plaguarist alert.

So last night I decided to do some venturing, out in the virtual world of course.
You'd be amazed with the random finds while blog-hopping really.
Sometimes you come across the most interesting reads and at others, a hearty laugh. Some people are blessed with all the wit.
And of course on rare occasions, you chance upon one that leaves you gaping in awe.

Here's why in a bit.

Through multiple connections, I unearthed the biggest shocker. (I make it out to be some archaeological find but it wasn't really, more like chance encounter with resident of loserville.)
Maybe this isn't even worth all this upheaval, butI for one take plaguarism very seriously.
Forgive my incessant rants. Let me move on.

So staring back at me is this site, in the exact layout as mine. Yes we've heard that curiosity killed the cat, but it's no surprise that any human for that matter wouldn't delve further. Seriously I hadn't an inkling as to who this person was and how i got there. But reading the posts brought about an all too familiar feeling. And no, it most certainly wasn't deja vu.
Let's cut to the chase. There was this particular post that i read at least 5 times before it dawned on me; that the words used were mine!

I find out that this guy is some hot shot celebrity or so he claims.
Dude! Where art thou decency?!
First of all you don't pinch someone's words and accredit them as your own. At least have the decorum to quote should you have thought it inspirational or something!And for crying out loud, what happened to improvisation and an attempt at a guise maybe? Changing the title and adding a disclaimer does NOT make it yours and it does very little to hide your lack of originality. What the hell did they teach you in school?! Apparently you were the kind who copied your Math homework and English Comprehension simply cos you didn't know better than to do it YOURSELF.
And please. About your fans encouraging you to write because you excel at it?.. HA! now that's a joke. You're making a mockery out of yourself mister. Makes me wonder if any of the posts were even YOURS to begin with! You don't steal from someone else's cache, which is why you've got your OWN. Evidently you haven't made use of yours. And at that age, with your given status, give your wife something to be proud about would you?

Keel in shame, you're disgusting.

just a thought.

If life were just a dream, I hope I stay awake for all eternity.