1998

Insane, insane week coming up. INSANE. Basically the midsem break just got over and I mostly did nothing in its duration and I'm mostly okay with that, even though I could have totally studied lots and done something constructive. It's okay. Sometimes you just gotta shut the fuck up and chill and wake up at 12 and take a nap again at 5. (I may or may not have done that).

Anyway, true to my spirit, my productivity has suddenly skyrocketed on the last night of my break to an extent that I'm writing at the speed of light. Also Chet Faker's music is so perfect. As is Gary Clark Jr's. As is Warren Mendonsa's. Baba re babaaaaaaaaa.

Also I just realized that people actually still read this borderline rambly blog so HI YOU GUYS HERE'S A FLUFFY PUPPY FOR YOU!

Are you mindfucked because that it actually a kitten wearing a bow tie instead? Yeah man, deal with it. Sometimes life throws a curveball.

BUT WAIT

But liek srsly, questions on my mind:

1. Should I study or should I work?
2. Should I work in Advertising/Marketing or Journalism?
3. Should I study AdMa or Journo?
4. Is there money in Ad? (ans: no)
5. Is there money in Journo? (ans: no)
6. So then why do I want to study useless things?
7. Is it worth it to be poor just so you can do something you like?
8. Will I even like it?
9. Is there scope for growth in Journo? (ans: barely)
10. Is there scope for growth in Ad? (ans: ya. hence money eventually. fo)
11. Should I study abroad or wait for my MBA?
12. What do I do with an MBA if I'm a journalist?
13. Should I start applying for jobs?
14. But I'm not even sure what I want to do?
15. ????????????????????????????


Things I have figured out:

1. I prefer AdMa over Journo on 8 days out of 10.
2. I smack myself on my head and realize I'm meant to be a journalist on the other 2 days.
3. Those days, I panic like a headless chicken.
4. "THE SKY IS FALLING" HAHAHA WHAT A GREAT MOVIE
5. I want to be vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv rich.
6. I want to study.
7. Lots.
8. I have a test tomorrow I'm not studying for.
9. Going abroad will be nice.. but.. like.. idk.
10. I actually really really really want to go study at XIC but I'm scared shitless that I won't get through and then I won't have a plan B and I don't like IIMC because a certain senior who studies there just keeps dissing it all the time. I can't believe I just used the word dissing.
11. XIC hasn't come out with its admission dates yet and I've literally been checking their page since September 2014 so I'm annoyed and maybe a little OCD about this.
12. Everyone I know wants to apply there which is pissing me off even further.
13. Ya.
14. Living in Bombay will be nice.
15. Can't wait to get washed away in the monsoon floods but maybe I'll gain so much mass after bingeing on Theobroma that I'll be like this giant paper weight and become the next Dwayne Johnson.
16. Or hulk.
17. Green is totally my colour.
18. Ariana Grande does not know how to dance.
19. But what a voice oh my gadddd.
20. I would probably have a heart attack if Adam Levine performed at my wedding (a la Sugar) and drop my lehenga and ask him to take me right there and then.
21. Good thing this scenario is v improbable.
22. :(
23. :)
24. :| :/ :\
25. I AM GOINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG TO STUDY okbye
26. In a bit
27. I can't differentiate between flirting and people being nice to me so I'll always assume nice and effectively cockblock myself. (a la DM)
28. I also don't think I know how to flirt
29. Them: Hi. Me: OMG HI SEXY ;);););;;;;;))))) *person is offline*
30. This list might have deviated a bit.
31. Dubsmash is so fucking great I wanna be a dubsmash superstar.
32. My future is sorted.

million dollarz idontgiveadamn; kudiya shudiya idongiveadaaamn

Oh my god I have no idea what I'm going to do in life.

Rewind

I want to press the restart button. I want to go back in time, before I was a zygote, before 10 generations before me were zygotes. I want to be a commoner in a kingdom where I live my life in peace, without having to worry about my future, my life, my career. I want to live in a world free of worries, just me, a sunny field and an abundance of carefree. I want to chase dandelions and run around without worrying about getting objectified, kidnapped, butchered or raped. I would gladly be an extra on a Disney movie. I want to go back to a time when the rivers were clean, the ozone was intact, the air was sweet. I want to exist in a time when we weren't manipulated by advertisements and sales and discount offers. Nobody was rich, nobody was poor. Everybody was just a community living on barter. I want to dress simply, with no knowledge of high couture or fashion disasters. I want to be part of that world where there were no diets, no corsets, no fat-shaming, no fat promotion, nothing. I want to be where people can eat healthy because there was no such thing as processed foods and double fried pre-packaged items that slowly clog people's arteries and then make them buy treadmills that stare out of the same stationary view everyday. I want to run and laugh and play sports not because I have to drop 7 pounds, but because it's just what I do and there is nothing else to be done. I want to exist in a time when there were no cigarettes, and people who I love stopped this voluntary death sentencing. I want to go back to a time - there MUST have been a time - when women and men were equal and everybody could help each other out in their work instead of demarcating things unjustifiably.

I want to be part of a world where I don't need to run after money, fame, glamour or 24" waists. I just want to be a good human being, and want everybody to be okay with that.