Sunday, March 29, 2009


Today, my mom told me again that my little sister is better than me. I wish I lived somewhere else. I also wish I could just go to sleep and never wake up.

Saturday, March 28, 2009


This is a dress with many colors.

And also.
Kay bye

Friday, March 27, 2009

Parents are awkward creeperhawks

Indeedy they are.
In other news, I cannot get over Schmadamgate.
I should. I need to shut up.
But this is the final call for people to sign the war document.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Drug Lady said I should be on a "radar"

Do I act like a future addict or something?


I feel strange. Like things maybe MIGHT get better.
But now, It's gratuitous beautiful person time.

SURPRISINGLY, It is not Christian Bale. But James Marsden sort of pwns.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Note to Marissa again

And yes, it is normal. There is a difference between wanting to committ suicide and thinking about it (hehe you probs knew that but this is where I will go off in a tangent with my random knowledge about human brain chemistry because I can)
If you have thought about it and are worried about what it would do to your mom or whatever, you will never do it. Ever. Suicide is a decision made completely for oneself, and thus is every bit selfish. Of course it's NORMAL to ponder death.
But if you ever:
-Lose any desire to do anything
-Start overeating or undereating and losing weight (yeah...)
-Always get sick (depression makes you immuno suppressed)
-Lose sleep ( again) or sleep excessively
-Lose ability to concentrate
-Racing thoughts
-Cry more than once a week
-Lose weight

In conjunction with your musings of suicide, I have news for you : YOU ARE OF THE POOJA ILK. But I know you are not that way.
But to spare being a drama queen, there are always those periods of time where I have SO much energy and it's sort of awesome.

(end of section where I brag/bitch about my knowledge of serotonin and dopamine)

I had no idea it was possible for me to HATE life so much. Sometimes, I think it would be easier to live in my dreams. But I guess I have to find one freaking thing to cling on too and that's my friends.

As I read over that, I seem REALLY emo. I mean it's not like I have cancer or herpes (btw, Schmadam's ex girlfriend Marcella has HERPES. Like LEGITIMATELY.I KID YOU NOT)
I find that INSANELY AMUSING. In a cruel, twisted, sadistic manner.

Monday, March 23, 2009

Pooja Patel is a BITCH.

Nuff said. That was a correction of a previous statement.


The evil sinus infection attacks again. But alas, the doctor office is being a turd and won't take me until tomorrow. Whatever it takes to not have to be at play practice the whole time....

Oh, and Lincoln. WHOOHOO for gratuitous sex scenes.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Thursday, March 19, 2009


ANNNND this makes me INSANELY happy!


There is a baby crying. It needs to fucking stop. He is far too old for colick, he is not hungry, nobody yelled at him, he does not need a diaper change. So he needs TO STOP.

Today, I was internally power fisting when Cheung called Schmadam out for his retarded amount of physical contact. He was filled with much anger. He needs to get over it.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

I exercise like a beeeeech.

If you are confused by the title, I am, indeed, saying I exercise like a beech tree.
Today Patty and I did many lunges while watching a woman not wear pants. Then we used our arms and did twists. I was a wildebeest. Schadam also attempted to rape me again. SURPRISE. OH and I want to start a petition saying "UNDERWEAR IS NOT PANTS. NEITHER IS SPANDEX" I think plastic surgery ridden women often forget that. I am very good at exercise. That is all.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Today, I watched Michael Bagley get kicked in the face

It was awesome. I then watched Schmadam gets punched in the gut.
All in all, fantastic day.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

I love words, words, words words. Here they go down. Down into my belly.

I enjoy words. I also hate other words.

Indian word: elaichi
Elaichi is the perfect word for cardamom. It looks, tastes, and feels like something called elaichi. It's perfect.

Indian Word: Pyar, Ishk, Mohabhatt
All those words mean love. Isn't that awesome? W have three fekkin words that mean love and each one is different. Pyar is just love, love for anyone ever. Ishk is almost infatuation. Mohabhatt is that crazy, passionate, I'll die for you love.

Indian Word: Kitaab
Kitaab means book. Its perfect for book. K is an interesting consonant. It's...undecisive. You don't always remember "k" words. And words rarely end in "B". The "t" is almost like "th". It just sounds right.

English word: Thyme
Its an herb, obvi. But its so pretty and it looks pretty. And the herb itself is pretty.

English word: Effervescent
BUBBBBBBBLES. I love words that I can connect immediately to an event or emotion. Bubbly, fizzy, bright, perfect.

English word: Infinitesimal

Arabic phrase: ana b'hebbak (man), ana b'hebbek (woman)
This means I love you. Arabic is so PRETTY. GOD. I WISH I COULD SPEAK IT DAMMIT

More pretty Arabic words/phrases:
Kaif - how
Fel al massa - tonight
Ramadi (my favorite ever) - gray
Inshalla- hopefully (isn't it the prettiest sound for the best meaning)
Sabah El-Khair, Masaa El-Khair- Good morning, good evening

Saturday, March 14, 2009


So I'm listening to MGMT as I do when I refuse to do homework and I came across "Kids".
It's pretty old, but I loves it. If you haven't heard it:

It's a win. But apparently, MGMT is suing Nicolas Sarkozy, the French President. INDIE TECHNO BAND FTWWW. Hahah apparently he forgot to tell the band when he decided to use their song ALL OVER FRANCE. Remember when Sarah Palin got prank called and ACTUALLY thought it was Nicolas Sarkozy? Fail Sarah Palin. Fail.

Thus Nicolas Sarkozy has been put on my list of people that randomly show up in my life. Another is Kevin Bacon....He's's weird.

MGMT is the shit though... GO LISTEN TO ELECTRIC FEEL. NOW.

Friday, March 13, 2009

I quote the Irish Child

That could be any one of my friends, but this quote inspires me:
"Sometimes Shmadam makes me feel full of anger bubbles."
Me too. Wise words, pale child. Wise Words.

In other mundane suburban news, I watched American Pie. Oh the wonderful feeling that comes from trashy, coming of age, sex filled, alcohol filled, poorly acted movies.

I have little to talk about. My head hurts. I enjoy coconut sauce and Thai food.

Thursday, March 12, 2009


Sadly,he was mean to the people I love. I am not cool with that.
Also, I here place a picture of a beautiful person. Because that is the opposite of what Schmadam Schmonner is.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Happy Holi!

It's Holi! (The Festival of Colors, Marissa you shall enjoy this)
I can't celebrate it...ANGER.
Usually, Holi is celebrated by dressing in all white and proceeding to throw colored powder at each other. And there is a bonfire. And food. It's awesome....
LOOK HOW CUTE THIS CHILD IS. I found him on google in a non weird way.

We love parties.


Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Monday, March 9, 2009

I'm a creep

I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? Look if you had one shot, or one opportunity to seize everything you ever wanted-One moment. Would you capture it, or just let it slip? Because I made it through the wilderness, somehow I made it through.

That paragraph made no sense at all. I am done quoting songs.

Well I was thinking and I have this bizzare desire to move somewhere new. Like it would be crazy awesome to move to a sick city, like Philadelphia and just live there. Meet entirely new people, work at some awesome little vintage book shop and just reinvent myself. That sounds really weird and I would miss my friends.

Meh Whatevs. Any comments Mursie?

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Note to Marissa

Hello there.
For some reason, your new layout on your blog does not allow for me to post comments.
But, sorry about that...
Hehe I fail at the whole "UNDERSTANDING WHAT PEOPLE MEAN" thing....

Friday, March 6, 2009



Thursday, March 5, 2009

People=designed to be frustrating

There are about 10 people I know that do not infuriate me. Make that nine actually...

Romeo and Juliet = worst play to ever pick ever

Schmadam Schmonner= Fail McFailpants.

(and criminally unattractive)

Schmal Schmarks (Does that work???)= Angering McIinfuriatepants

Me= Fail.

Christian Bale= Win.


That was highly relevant. I ate a grapfruit today. I also went on a escapade. To the marmalade forest. Where I sat in the cave and ate bubble gum pie. Yum. I have decided I really like Amy Tan as an author. Tetrafuckingwin.


Kayyyyyyyyy. Bye.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

So...I probably sound like an emo creep

So yeah, as I reread that last post, I realized I sound like a crazy emo child. Take away the bitterness from the last post and you will get the gist of what I am saying.

Fashion week goes onward. That's a's pretty much fashion month...
Freida Pinto showed up in Milan at the Dolce and Gabbanna show. I'm excited for the new Woody Allen movie, which apparently, she's in.

She modeled on the catwalk...she WOULD be a former model...

Photo: Stefano Rellandini/REUTERS

I like the design she is modeling, surprisingly. I have been dissapointed with many of the spring/summer fashions. Here is another fabulous Dolce and Gabbana creation. The mix of pattern is fantastic and the black and white is offset with maroony purple. The only problem is, I'm not a fan of the childish polka dots. I love the high waist and the tights, but I could go for a pop of color in the tights. That's not really Dolce and Gabbanna style though...

Photo: Imaxtree

Here, however, is my FAVORITE Dolce and Gabbana look. It's the perfect mix of edge and feminine qualities. We have the delicate, feminine black top (The sleeves are a bit extreme for mainstream fashion, but the general idea is great). This feminine top if offset by the edgy art inspired print skirt. The look is topped off with a bold chunky rock-bead white spackled necklace. Now obviously you can see these things, but the different elements are brilliant. I would subsititute the white with a fresh green or a deep amethyst and tie the look together with a pair of colored suede pumps. The shoes on here however, do just as well to accentuate the marriage of edge and femininity. The bag is alright, I could go for a bag with kick ass hardware, heavy chains. That trend has been long overused, but I still love it. Even better would be a jewel toned satin clutch, which will never go out of style.

Photo: Imaxtree

I love that black and white is creeping back in, as the line is almost solely black and white.

Fashion may seem pointless and a waste of money, but to me its the art we live our lives in. Clothes are an outer form of expression and this is art! Enough ranting....I am tied down with mountains of schoolwork that I am just choosing to ignore....

Monday, March 2, 2009

Cynicism and Kanye West

I am guilty of the crime of totally and utterly hating love. Well that was an exaggeration. I hate infatuation/teeange relationships. Now, honestly, you may ask, "How can you HATE love?". It's very possible. For one, it picks to bless only certain people with it's presence and its various forms. It likes to ignore others. No, I am not coming out of a breakup, but I find relationships exceedingly irritating and nauseating. I'm sick of trying to impress the opposite sex. It's worthless and wastes my time. It's like lovebug is skipping over my head when it decides to bite teenagers.

Boyfriends are overrated. Do girls REALLY think that relationship will last? I think love when you find someone who REALLY cares for you is great. I will remain a cynic until one day, God decides to be nice and drop a poor little soul on earth who actually gives a crap about me. I am content with my friends. I am getting tired of the lovey dovey disgusting manufactured infatuation though.

Now, I remain firm when I say I do not at ALL like 808's and Heartbreak by Kanye West. It's all about how he broke up with his girlfriend. GREAT Kanye! BUST OUT THE AUTOTUNE AND WHINE ABOUT YOUR SUPERFICIAL RELATIONSHIP! That will make everything better...But the songs are OKAY, when he starts rapping. Remember that Kanye? Rapping?
I've had Amazing stuck in my head for a while...It's alright, as best. Heartless is te best track, In my humble opinion. Please Kanye, go back to your College Dropout days...Well even Graduation days! Graduation was great!

And for shits and giggles, old school Kanye. This was a year in the hell did he change SO much?