Tag Archives: Water Bufflaoes

Or was that just a telescopic camera nod?

6 Dec

|Random post titles are random. Pay no attention.|

WordPress, I go for a few days and you change! Talk about love. 😀 (Scoff all you want, but you need to be nice to technology, when they take over the world, you’ll be sorry you never said “Hi!” to you coffee machine)

Being in a perpetual state of confusion is tiring, but if there’s one thing I’ve learnt over the years ’bout myself, it really doesn’t help to push. I never do anything if people keep nagging me. Once they, and I, leave myself alone, I almost always get the work done/decisions made, even if I cut it real close. There’s just this moment, and I might be just lazying around and doing nothing till then, but when that moment strikes, I’ll get the work done. Almost always.

Like today, they’ve been after me to book the GMAT for months. I’ve been after me to book the GMAT for months, and even though loads of times I’ve opened the site and selected the date I never clicked, “Pay.”. Just didn’t feel like it. I finally did it today. We were watching TV, I got my dads credit card and just booked the test. (21st Dec. The panic’s gonna hit tomorrow. I’m in denial now). But I feel kinda good. As I always do after a decision is made. This is still not really what I wanna do, but for now, while I can’t think of anything else, atleast I know that I’ll be doing something. And that feels good.

And trust Fall Out Boy to write a song with Water Buffaloes in the title. With no mention of said animal? Mammal!! in the song at all.

 

He’s so sad!! Someone needs to write a song for him. (Dude. I’ve already written the worlds lamest story. I’m not even going near water buffaloes.)

He was a sad little fellow, 
that water buffalo . . . . . . .  .

My blog posts are totally like Fall Out Boy songs.

Random titles with even more random words. 😀

One day, fo sho, I’m gonna talk about meaningful stuff. One day.

Fall Out Boy – Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes                  

Detox just to retox
And I’d promise you anything for another shot at life
And perfect boys with their perfect lives
Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy