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so this has been somewhat of a migration from tumblr, but i will spend most of my time on there because THIS IS LJ YOU NEED TO CREATE YOUR OWN STUFF which has to be somewhat intelligible as well. Which is hard for me because all my months of blogging have resulted in somewhat of a word vomit after eating literary equivalents of huge mince pies.
hmm, am i supposed to say something about myself here? or just leave y'all to discover the horror that is me slowly, post by post?
(can i just, lj has a lot of moods to choose from. i do not know what i am feeling. most of the time my feelings are jumbled and moody as if i am on a perpetual period. how do you expect me to know if i am "irate, aggravated, or furious"?)
Diwali's coming. It is the Indian equivalent of the 4th of July. But here's the thing. IT LASTS FIVE DAYS. YES.
Five Days of nothing but Stuffing yourself with Indian Sweets*, amazing fireworks, and yes, booze (for those who can get it). There is a drawback: everyone has to clean their house.
Not just, like dust or arrange things, but actually throw out all seemingly useless possessions. Yes, that does include the journal you owned in second grade with all the little hearts you drew around boys' names in page corners. Ah, nostalgia.
Unfortunately this means you usually get nowhere with throwing out old things like the journal you owned in second grade etc.
Also I have recently been enamored with football**. I cannot STOP watching it ugh everyone looks so handsome. Yes I am a Madridista. I do like Liverpool***(back with the groins lol)
Anyway, fair warning to y'all: This lj will try to be funny. All the time. (maybe it will fail)(hopefully it will fail hilariously)
Adios, amigos.
*Diabetes in 5 days
Not kidding though, they taste DELICIOUS
**I refuse to call it soccer
***Sort of confused about the Suarez situation right now. IF he does turn out to be racist then what will I do etc etc
hmm, am i supposed to say something about myself here? or just leave y'all to discover the horror that is me slowly, post by post?
(can i just, lj has a lot of moods to choose from. i do not know what i am feeling. most of the time my feelings are jumbled and moody as if i am on a perpetual period. how do you expect me to know if i am "irate, aggravated, or furious"?)
Diwali's coming. It is the Indian equivalent of the 4th of July. But here's the thing. IT LASTS FIVE DAYS. YES.
Five Days of nothing but Stuffing yourself with Indian Sweets*, amazing fireworks, and yes, booze (for those who can get it). There is a drawback: everyone has to clean their house.
Not just, like dust or arrange things, but actually throw out all seemingly useless possessions. Yes, that does include the journal you owned in second grade with all the little hearts you drew around boys' names in page corners. Ah, nostalgia.
Unfortunately this means you usually get nowhere with throwing out old things like the journal you owned in second grade etc.
Also I have recently been enamored with football**. I cannot STOP watching it ugh everyone looks so handsome. Yes I am a Madridista. I do like Liverpool***(back with the groins lol)
Anyway, fair warning to y'all: This lj will try to be funny. All the time. (maybe it will fail)(hopefully it will fail hilariously)
Adios, amigos.
*Diabetes in 5 days
Not kidding though, they taste DELICIOUS
**I refuse to call it soccer
***Sort of confused about the Suarez situation right now. IF he does turn out to be racist then what will I do etc etc