Soup.

It's been a weird weekend. Nothing to do yet so much to tell. Flatmates are out for a roadtrip. Bikes, villages, boys, adventure and all that. it's just me and Simone home. Cashless. It's Sunday morning and it's a weird Sunday morning. Also, I hate spell check, it's almost like a reality check -_- 
So today when I got up, Simone asked me if I'd go to Church with her. I said no because I wanted to sleep more WHICH I didn't. I was watching Gossip Girl instead. Yusss guys, that's right. I was the one who used to curse this show the most and here I'm, watching it. But the only reason being, shortage of anyother movies/series/stuff to watch. Anyways, what moved my dragon ass from bed was the doorbell when Simone got back. After that there might have been a short tiff between us on something I don't remember but that's when (outta frustration? I guess) I started doing dishes which I'd decided I won't earlier >.> I cleaned the whole kitchen, made soup for myself and came to the room to finally sit and sip it in peace. 


But it's only now that I have realized I didn't want it.
I. Didn't. Want. The Soup. 
Why did I make it then... why?
I have so many things I don't want. I do so many things I don't have to. Just to take this one badassuglumotherfuckingmonster outta me. 
I wish there was some other way.
Well, I guess there is, not sane though. Or whatever.


The only thing I'm worried about right now is this soup. How am I gonna fineeeeeeesheeet >____<


Btw, you guys remember 'Rishtey' 
nonono not the movie. The series. On Sony or Zee... I don't remember. =\ But it was pretty awesome. I used to love that show as a kid. 


and give a suno to this awesome song by sum41 =]

Priceless.

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You feel this sudden urge of meeting your family, and there is nothing on earth, venus, mars, Jupiter that can help you fight this feeling. That. 

*speaksinasinglebreath*

Saturday evening, I go nuts. My brainnoodles dried and tangled with no soup left in them starts stinking.

That's exactly when I realize I need to refuel from home station. So what I do is, RUN.

It takes a *verylucky* mode of Pavi to get a bus without any trass. I veryhappily board the bus. 

But our DearGod never wants Pavi to experience anything boring in her life. Every moment is supposed to be full of #fail cuz only then, she will realize that how important it is to say bye bye to her dragon ass and mix a li'l adventure in her boringassboring life. 

So he did.

A 9 (11 at max!) hour journey was completed in 2_|_8 hours! To my family, my surprise hit as a shock. I made an already mad mom, madder. Do you understand the seriousness of it?

But, well. I admit it was (only a little) stupid of me to just come home without any prior bookings and all that. Anything could have happened cuz people in the bus were shadylike. The point is, I made it home. x)

And since I'm a very goodchild I bought my Mommy a present ^_^ which happens to be a Bournville. C'mon, a chocolate was all I could afford with the amount of chillar I had. Don't judge me. My Mom didn't =]

On a serious note, it feels great, you know

When you want to do something and that's the only thing you want at that time

You know it, not even deep down, you know it then only, how stupid it is!

But not matter what ... how crazy it seems, you do it. Leaving no room for regression. 

And that feeling ... 

*this* feeling 

is priceless :)

We all have hugeass problems in our lives, but these tiny little easily-achievable moments can provide us respite from our bitchylife very effectively.

Only because I came home the way I did, I'm not happy, but I feel great. Awesome.

Btw, I just realized how lame was the title of my last post -_-