A Matter of Perception

Here’s the deal. Before now, the “future” was an abstract concept.  I could easily talk and fantasize about it without really thinking about it. But now, the future is here, and it’s demanding to be thought about. I’m scared as hell. So much has happened so fast. When did I become a grown up?  Okay, so yeah technically  I’m not an adult yet but you know what I mean. And speaking of growing up, I always thought that by now, I would be taller and more graceful. Why am I not taller or better yet why aren’t I graceful??

 

You see, this is the thing about life. You blink for a second and you’ve already missed so much. I honestly don’t why I’m upset about growing up. I’m not going to lie, I was totally the obnoxious kid who wanted to be treated like an adult and acted as such when I was younger. It’s just that, I don’t know, I thought there’d be more of a transition or something. Im gonna stop rambling about how fleeting life is and how I’m kind of not ready to face the world yet on account of that I have no clue where to go from here because that’s kind of depressing and you really don’t need to hear about my monthly quarter life crisis.

 

In other news, why are old stuff so awesome and why doesn’t anyone use them anymore?  I get technology rocks, I really do.  On the other hand, you have typewriters which are… awesome.  This is probably a side effect of a lifetime of watching movies and reading books but I really really want a typewriter. I can totally imagine myself sitting down and typing the dumbest thing to ever be typed by a human but it’ll still sound brilliant because:

a. I was narrating it in my head (probably in a british accent)

b. IT WAS WRITTEN ON A FREAKING TYPEWRITER

So yeah, I think that covers everything going on in my mind right now. Also, I got my signed copy of “The Fault in Our Stars” yesterday. There was a lot of awkward happy dancing involved.

 

p.s: why doesn’t anyone write letters or postcards anymore?

 

 

Back.. (in ninja) Black

So.. Yeah.. Kinda dropped off the grid for a while. In my defense it has been hectic as HELL (think “THIS IS SPARTA” in 300 sort of madness). So as a part of my new year’s resolution for 2012, I have decided to revamp this blog and actually post stuff. *cue cheering from non existent readers*

Anywho, Here’s my brilliant commentary on stuff that happened in 2011. Just in case you were living in a ditch somewhere..

1. Arab Spring

Probably the awesomest thing to happen in 2011. DOWN WITH TYRANNY, MAN.  I’m otally happy about the people going out and asking for change. I’m just scared of the post revolution period and any blood that might be shed while they figure out how to establish their new governments..

 

2. Japan earthquake

Totally intense and scary but it would but I would’ve been waaay more freaked out if it was another country. I mean Japanease people totally kick ass. History has shown time and time a gain that no matter what you throw their way they all Terminator on you and be like I WILL BE BACK.  Still, hopefully that stupid nuclear  reactor won’t you know, mutate people and stuff..

3. The Royal Wedding. 

Only watched to make fun of their hats :p

4. Occupy Wall street.

Digging the signs and the Guy Fawkes masks, it’s very viva la revolution. Again, I just hope that the people realize that in order for them to get their rights they’re going to have to reform their entire economy and tax system.

5. Rebecca Black.

Everyone needs to get down on Friday.

6. Steve Jobs Passes Away. 

Awesome awesome individual, may he rest in peace.

7.  Bin Ladin Killed. 

meh. He’s supposedly under the sea now.. (not living in a pineapple though)

 

I think that covers most of it.. Happy New Year everyone! May it be awesome and productive and filled with good food and movies

(6 months till graduation and counting)

Update!

 

Okay, so I totally suck for not posting anything in the past two months. In my defense.. well.. I  don’t really have an excuse. To call this a lazy summer would be the understatement of the century. I want to say there wasn’t much to do but that would be a complete and utter lie.  To say I aimed for the moon but had problems blasting off would be the most accurate way to describe this summer.

Things I did this summer:

1. slept
2. spent an insane amount being a couch potato
3. wrote for Khaleejesque 
4. Read “The Hunger Games” Trilogy and “The Help” (both are ridiculously awesome books)
5. succeeded in further damaging my eye sight
6. attempted to prep for the SATs (taking it in Oct)
7. contemplated the meaning of life (gave me a nasty headache)
8. sketched a bit
9. bleached random objects
10. Discovered the wonderful musical duo that is  Simon and Garfunkel

There’s a also a big probability that I’m going to turn into a tree hugger by the end of the year.  All the signs are there ( ex: feeling guilty while taking long showers/ wasting paper). I bought a couple of  new books that I’m excited to read, they’re mostly old school Literature but the really good kind not the kind that has you scratching your head in confusion. I think thats about it.. Oh! Was I the only one who cried watching Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Pt. 2? Reading the book was one thing but watching it on screen was a whole different thing. It also appears that during summer my brain only functions after 2 am, isn’t that just lovely for my sleeping schedule ? The two espresso shots that I had a couple of hours ago probably won’t help either..

 

 

 

 

Summertime

Funny thing about summer is when it finally comes around you really don’t know what to do with yourself :p The image above pretty much sums up last summer which is why I have resolved to  make this one actually productive.

Here’s the plan:

1. READDDD books! not blogs not magazines but actual books.
2. watch 100 movies and review them in my own awesome words. (Haya’s Film Odyssey) <- epic fail.
3. join a gym. <- epic fail #2
4. volunteer work.
5. make art.
6. work  on uni applications. (ble5)

I have to clarify that these are goals that I might not exactly fulfill but atleast it’s a start… right?

Since I’m not feeling particularly eloquent today, I’m going to let Anis take over

Don’t You Forget About Me

When it comes to directors, there are always certain names that constantly pop up in conversation. Burton, Spielberg, Scorsese, and Allen just to name a few. But the most neglected and brilliant Writer and Director in my opinion is John Hughes. I think it’s about damn time I pay homage to him.

Oh god, where to start? The man was Brilliant. Ferris Bueller’s Day Off? The Breakfast Club? Home Alone? Planes, Trains, and Automobiles? That’s right I’m pretty sure this brilliant man was behind all of this. If you don’t know atleast one of the movies above you have yet to watch a good movie. The man created teen movie, he CREATED Home freaking Alone!

To me he’s the man behind the curtain, the wizard orchestrating some amazing movies whether he was directing or writing them. Bet you didnt know that he  wrote Dennis the Menace, Baby’s Day Out, and 101 Dalmatians!

My favorites have to be “The Breakfast Club” and “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off” I still cant forget the first time I’ve watched them. They were so.. genuine. Thoughtful. Funny. Brilliant. Most people would put them under the 80s category but they’re timeless. I don’t care if you’re a socially inept, emotionally distant robot from the  near dystopian  future, you  WILL relate to those painfully realistic characters stuck in that library on that Saturday detention. That David Bowie quote at the beginning?  Couldn’t get it out of my head for an entire month..

“…and these children that you spit on,

as they try to change their worlds are immune to your consultations.

They’re quite aware of what they’re going through…”

Brilliant. That’s the only word I have. The first time I watched Ferris Bueller, I wanted to be him. Hell, I still try to be him. A movie about nothing and everything with a great musical number might I add. 

“Screws fall out all the time, it’s an imperfect world.”

He was a brilliant man (just in case I haven’t stressed that point enough already). RIP John Hughes.

p.s: the title of the post is in reference to the iconic Breakfast Club theme song.

 

“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”

Gibberish

I’ve been be busy and swamped with work lately.. So much so that a quality post at the end of the day sounds exhausting and is therefore discarded. Hopefully I’ll get out of this funk soon, but for the mean time here’s a quote that keeps popping in my mind. Like literally, it pops every time i have a chance to think.

“tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And then one fine morning—
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”

- F. Scott Fitzgerald

Chariot

Once again, I’m left speechless.

Ralph Lauren has launched this competetion “In celebration of culture, art, and inspiration, The Rugby Poets Club is searching for the next great poet to share their self expression through written or spoken word.” They say it’s a series inspired by the city. I like that.