10 Reasons Why I Started Blogging

I know. I know. Who cares!? Right?? Well…I do!! And for that reason, I WRITE!

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One day I was very idle and during such times I like to visit the android market to see what new apps ’em geniuses have come up with. *no offence btw* In one of my random searches, I came across a wordpress app and thought to myself, “hmm…how different is this from ‘blogspot’..??” (i have 2 inactive blogspot blogs with like 2 posts each,…one from 2011, the other 2012..) How very pathetic!!…hahaha. The rest is history.

2
I think faster than I speak and thus have in me so many unspoken words, so much untapped energy. So I thought a blog would be the best place to release it-the energy. Oh. And Im better at listening and analysing situations in my head..sometimes playing them in my head, over and over again. (Call me an overthinker…thats how I roll!!) Organizing all these thoughts in form of writing didnt seem like such a bad idea.

3
M is very amused at how much I pretend to know the answer to everything by coming up with craizy theories to explain some of life’s intrigues. How about I try to explain it to the world too. Be one of the millions of answers found on google. B-)

4
My father once told me that I like to act like I know it All..So I thought, “hey..why not share All I Know with the whole world!!” Tell it all to a bunch of people whetger they care about it or not..whether they side with me or not. :p

5
This you might have read earlier in a previous post. I like to do self-therapy. I will write to encourage if I feel down and I will write to console when I feel like I need to be comforted. I will try to be funny when I need a good laugh and I will write the most heartbreaking story when I feel like I need a good sobbing.

6
Sometimes I talk to myself and am really surprised at some of the things I come up with; craizy or not. Hence I decided to just write all that crap down for the whole world to see, instead of talking to myself and looking totally insane!! Haha.

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The mystery of the numbers and even types of people I might reach out to with whatever I write fascinates me and gives me this undying curiosity. Drives me to just keep writing and keep putting it out there. 😀

8
By now, you may have noticed that I am an open book. I do tell all. Mostly because I dont have a confidant…and partly because its a safe place to rant and rave. Yes..people. I have put that much amount of trust in you. Dont you dare break my heart!! :p

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The irony of having a ‘journal’ as  private as this and yet sooo out-there-for-the-whole-world-to-see is very very exciting. And yes…Nobody knows that this exists. None of my friends..no family member. Not even M. Just the other day I asked him if he would be okay with me sharing our relationship experiences on a blog and he was soo cool with it. Poor guy has no clue that this very blog has been in existence for close to a month now… :p

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I believe that I can be of great help to someone out there by sharing my thoughts and experiences; highs and lows that life has dealt me. I am happy to be alive and well and to have the priviledge to be able to express myself to strangers and yet connect with them in a way that is so incredibly wonderful. I dont have to be the president of a nation for my voice to be heard, to make a change. Neither do I have to win the Nobel Peace prize for me to feel like I have achieved that ultimate feeling of knowing you have influenced the world. Have my name in the history books and all that other heroic, famous stuff. Haha. Maybe one day I will..who knows, but for now, words are more powerful. So I continue to write..with love..

Keep writing,
Love.

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My Weed Story

Looking back at the 3 past years, I smile. Am halfway through campus and a great future beckons me…My curiosity drives me though it sometimes dreads to break me. I laugh at my mistakes now and live to joke about the tears because now more than ever, I feel so free. (Okay maybe its because am on holiday..) Haha. Wrong! My Happiness journey has has helped me a whole lot.

The past academic year was by far the most stressful and the one that could have totally messed me up. It seriously got me questioning whether architecture was the right course for me. Mild headaches now became an everyday thing.

I remember some days when after a harsh crit, I would retire to my room, lock it, amd shut down my computer which on a normal situation is usually on like 24/7!! And I would get into bed and sleep it all of. Then there would be the weekends when I would decide not touch my design at all!!! And I would party all weekend long. On normal days I go out like once in every 2months. But all the stress pushed me to partyn every single weekend.

I absolutely love dancing and thus alcohol is not a favourite. So the few times I would drink it would be 2 smirnoff ices only. Only coz they taste like soda…sprite actually! Then i turned to doing like 3 shots every time we would go out as a group of classmates.

Then enter (one of the) day I will never forget>>>>>

This particular friday M happened to be having a party over at his hostels. And a campus party is not a party without hard liquor particularly vodka. I went over to say hi and after a couple of hrs I went back to my hostels…with like 125ml of vodka. Since me and my classmates had planned to go out that friday night, to let off steam and ish..

5:00pm I thought to myself.. “why not kickstart the partyn. ” I got a bottle of cocacola and decided to mix a little vodka with it.

6:30pm Am almost done with the vodka now so I decide to just put it all in the 500ml coke bottle so now its half full.

10:00pm I finish gulping the last of the drink and get out of my room to find out if we can start to rock this friday.

11:00pm We are all ready and so we meet up outside and then we share a cookie. We share one among 4 of us. Big Mistake!! By this time am already tipsy from the drink I had been filling myself up with…

11:20pm We are near the club and we are already giggling like craizy!! We enter the club and when we are all settled up the craziness begins….

None of us were up dancing yet which was really weird because we usually start to dance like right at the door of the club. Haha. Talk of mad excitement!! So I asked my girlfriends if the were okay. They said they were fine so minutes later I just stood up and started dancing. Minutes later they joined me. We were with 2 boys by the way. After that we sat down and then it started happening>>>>

The music started to get louder amd louder. At first it was really cool and then it started to sound soooo irritatingly out of this world L.O.U.D!!! Then I decided to stand up and dance. Thats the time I started to really feel it. My body like literally separated from me. Couldnt feel any of my body parts. I remember thinking, “Jesus help me!! I think something is possessing me!” The idea of even calling out Jesus in a club is even distasteful..I know. I should have called Him out when I realized I was under so much stress, in the comfort of my room, right?? In tears..down on my knees, right? But it wasnt that easy. I guess I needed Jesus now…most. When I was messing up so bad!! 😦

Then everyone all of a sudden started to move in slowmotion and everything I imagined, I saw…like how the pictures on the screens were also dancinh around crazily, how the guys at the table in front of us seemed to be planning how they will drug us, kidnap us, rob us and God knows what else!!! “Heck!! They must have already drugged us..thus what am feeling now.” I thought. The waiter (taking their order) seemed to be part of it too. They were probably paying him for successfully managing to lace our drinks. My heart beat rose to a level I had never ever imagined was possible (that I was still alive was another shock too) and I thought I should probably sit down. Between the sudden cold and heat I would feel and the utter thirst and hunger…All my senses were sooo elevated!! I knew was a goner!! So I started to say my last prayers… Because this was all too surreal..unless ofcourse I was dying!! 😦

Now since I couldnt even feel my body, sitting down was starting to prove to be a really tedious task. I knew I wanted to sit down but I just didnt know how to!! Then I started to freak out coz I couldnt talk either yet I knew I had to warn my friends to keep watch of the “kidnappers” At some point, I finally managed to sit down and talk.. I warned my friends and also told them where my keys were lest they were forced to carry me to my room coz honestly, I have never felt so wasted in my life!! I almost grew hysterical with my hallucinations until one of the biys assured me that I was just experiencing a weed high!! :O

NEVER AGAIN!! I swore through my teeth!!!

Thank God the guys were good friends..and that they werent high on weed like us girls or else that night would have gotten really ugly!! gOSH!! We ended up safe and sound in our room at like 5:00am.

Worst mistake was not taking vodka..or taking weed…not even taking both!! BUT…drinking vodka then taking weed!! Vice-versa is not so bad though depending on your tolerance levels, you might just end up in the sick bay if not the E.R…or worse..dead!! I hard to learn the hard way why they say we should not take alcohol or drugs. My curiosity almost messed me up there.

I have been sober for close to 3 months now. But an even more stressful academic year is approaching!! Actually the most stressful year in Arch School!! And I wont lie. Am very very scared. I dont do so well under pressure. Well, I try, but I know I can do better!!

Dont try this at home people..or anywhere else for that matter!! For me, its Once Bitten Twice Shy!!

Stay Sober,
Love.

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