So everyone's writing these long winded posts on Facebook about what they're thankful for.

Not me.

I have too much to be thankful for it's almost pompous to put them down on a Facebook wall. (not that I'm implying they are but it's just me. Coz I'm even thankful for the times I get on a freaking train and get a bloody seat how bout that).

Ok... So I just wanna thank everyone and everybody in general esp you-know-who-you-ares.

And really, just ONE MAJOR THANKSGIVING- to God.

Coz I'm still here writing this crap; and not burning in the eternal flames they ignite in hell.

2014. Just another year and I'm gonna make it awesome by discovering bits of me that are left dormant or hidden. And uh... More dramas.


Laters!

The worst of 2013:

- Ending of The Office. Thinking about it makes me wanna cry

- Miley Cyrus twerking at the VMA; then came in like a wrecking ball

- Hazy like crazy

-Typhoon Haiyan

-Putting on 3 kgs of flabs

-Crappy Dexter Finale. Thinking about it makes me wanna cry

I am mildly depressed right now.

I wanted to check on premiere date of season 9 Dexter and found out that the producers have decided to leave viewers hanging with a completely crap ending in season 8!

Just days ago, I was texting Ben and found out that I missed the last episode of season 8!
In the second last episode, Saxon was out in the run, Debs was shot and Dexter was supposed to elope to Argentina with Harrison and Hannah. That's more like a last episode to season 8, then, move to season 9. Right?!!?!!

And Ben told me the last episode's ending even before I found out I have yet to watch it. So even when I watched it I had no idea season 9 was not available and that I'm watching the crappiest ending Of one of my favourite dramas.

I Haz a depressed! I feel like crying. Seriously.

WHY?!?! I feel cheated.

:(
😖😭😠

Come away with me,
Together, under the covers we'd be,
Keeping all cares of the world at bay,
Oh what a glorious day.
NOT.

Killjoy.

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'How to work a room like you own the place'

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Me? All of me, including my fat ass, wouldn't and couldn't care much about 'working' any rooms. Not even if you filled the room full of Ryan Goslings and Channing Tatums.

My idea of 'working' a room is going on a massive rampage to extricate everyone so I can find me some peace and quiet.

And then leave one Ryan Gosling for me please. Only coz Channing Tatum is married.

I guess when my mood takes me, I might have some reserved faith in the fact that humans are innately good-natured.
but let's just assume I'm usually less friendly even though I don't smile half the time and thinking that everyone should just go home and stay hidden  forever more than half the time.

Nah. I'm just kidding. I Haz a lovelee. And I love people!  1.5% of my waking moment.