Why do we have to hate what we cant understand?

Well UK has now legalized same sex marriage and i was going through some tweets, at first i found many supportive tweets mostly congratulating and celebrating the whole change. But then there were those hateful tweets almost cursing everyone and anyone who supports the new law.

I get it, people not opening to the idea of homosexuality. But what i don’t get, is the hate.

Truth is, my head hurts right now. I have had a very very busy day and its going to be same tomorrow. I wanted to stay up and read but i think that would be suicide. I need to sleep for me, because my boss wont care if i’m dying all he needs is this deadline thing to be taken care of.

Vacation. That’s what i need. I think i would be planning one soon, if i managed to survive by then.

high on sleep deprivation

i want to write something but i don’t know what. Its 4 am and my eyes are shutting down. i cant think but an hour ago i was all weepy like badly weepy and now i have nothing to say. weird, cause just few minutes ago i wanted to talk to someone anyone, i wanted to speak and now i got nothing to say.

i want a hug right now. big hug. i want my dog too. i want to sleep for 12 hours straight and wake up to a world that is accepting and not judgmental.

Maybe i should just go sleep. i cant make sense of my own words. man im sleepy.

goodnight world!

Something tells me, tomorrow ain’t gonna be a pretty day…!!!!

When you have a busy day tomorrow and lots of deadline based work, you know how the story goes…you try to get a good sleep…well so am I, im going to get a real good nap tomorrow, over my computer, in front of a stupid CCTV…

Finished PLL S4…Man! i love Friday nights

2:30AM, Im in kitchen making me midnight sandwich, Dad walks in for water…

He: what you making
Me: aaa..Sandwich
He: what sandwich
Me: the leftovers-on-bread kind of sandwich
He: Okay

Man! im glad there is no clock in the kitchen … 😛 😀

Raincheck to Gotham blues…!!!!

I had a good day today, because i went shopping on a work day. I went shopping with friends in the middle of my Gotham day and it felt good. I’m going to miss this fun now, cause i very rarely get to have a outing with these two friends as we all stay in different corners of the world. almost different.

My head hurts but its okay cause i feel kind of nice, despite the fact that i don’t know when i will have another such outing.

Hey do you know that lately all i think about is that plane…the missing airline. In a world of modern gadgets, technology and all those spying satellites and radars, we have lost a plane with over 200 people on board. Its a mystery that i cant stop thinking about. I cant imagine what the relatives of the passengers must be going through. Its sad enough to lose someone but to not know what happened to them is super crazy sad.

Goodnight world!

P.S leaving you guys with really cute video thing. Checkout its kind of nice, cute nice.

Little needs Defibrillation…

I’m so glad I’m out of the zombie zone I was in, yesterday. Has happened before too and it always leaves me wondering how powerful a mind is, if it decides to shut down there is nothing you can do about it.

Lately, Gotham is going super busy which leaves me all exhausted by the end of the day which kind of is keeping me from blogging and from my latest resolution. I have decided to work on Jane Doe again, sort of re-work. I want to do changes, major ones to send it again and hopefully this time it would be more presentable.

I can’t work on Dominique, Crossroads, New York and the other untitled story I have in my laptop knowing I failed with Jane Doe. Knowing that I could still try to work on it, fix it, re-brush it and send it again. I keep thinking about how writing was my one true love; something I used to love doing no matter how crazy things have had been but now its one thing I can’t do. I don’t know if its the rejection of Jane Doe or the fact that my stories are not what people would like to read.

I only write about scarred souls, people with tragedy and revenge and death is often there. I like to write tragedy and I know I’m not a good writer, heck I’m not even a story teller. But I like to write. So, here I’m doing one thing that I like, write. I have decided to get back to Jane Doe, cause I want to believe trying one more time is what I need.

I might never get any of my work published but I don’t want to say I never tried. I don’t have much regrets in life, trust me. I mean my life is one hell of a drama but I have never done anything to regret except one or two stupid things. Not writing because I won’t make it would be a regret I don’t want in my resume of life.

Plus, this is one thing I need to do to stay sane, to stay alive…So i will write…

Scarred souls are the steering wheel of fictional dramas