these dreams won't stop

& I don't want them to either cause I can't take it anymore. I need weed. I need hashish, baba.

EDIT

omg haha! Bloggers way of telling me 'don't do drugs'
that advertisement showed up as soon as I published the post
wow, thank you, internet for informing me about the dangers of marijuana =D

a post about food

Hummus
and Mutabbal
and Butter Chicken
and Chelu Kabob
and Bhel Puri
and Biryani
and Shawarma
and Mashed Potatos
and Dosa
and Bean Burritos
and Paneer
and Chicken Tandoori
and Pizza
and Chow Mein Noodles
and Naan
and Chicken Manchurian
and Pani Puri
and Cheese Cake
and Chocolate Brownieessss

If anyone can make any of these,
please comment so I CAN BECOME YOUR FRIEND AND INVITE MYSELF OVER TO YOUR HOUSE FOR DINNER!! oh yes!
if not, what else can you make?

edit: damn now I'm hungry

[spoiler alert, maybe] Up Up

Last day of exams.
So I went out with some friends to the mall.
And just hung out.

PLUS I really really really wanted to watch the new Disney movie- Up.
First we bought cheaper food from the supermarket, stuffed our bags with it and smuggled it inside the theatre lol
THE MOVIE WAS SO AWESOME
I LOVED IT SO MUCH
that I'm going to go watch it again on Saturday.yay!



So basically this old guy, for some secret reason which you will find out only if you watch the movie, ties billions and billions of helium balloons to his house and flies off to South America. On his way, while flying there some really cute, chubby but annoying kid named Russell appears on his porch. (you will find out how only if you watch the movie). When they reach South America, they meet this talking dog and a really colourful bird, named Kevin, who is a mother of three. By this time, my bladder was sending me warning signals but I didn't want to miss any of it, so I just... didn't move. The old guy and the annoying kid almost get killed by some psycho, whose name you will find out only if you watch the movie but they managed to escape with the help of the talking dog. STOP, YOU DOGS! HAHA! sorry, yeah, they came back to the city and lived happily ever after eating ice cream and living in a huge balloon thing for the rest of their lives! and then I wet myself. Sort of. Well, almost.

hm one of my friends dared me to ask this random taxi driver, "where the fuck is Ahmed?"
all I got in reply was, "sorry, no izbeak english"

=/

I have reasons.

I want:
A Nikon D80 so I can take better pictures!

and why don't coffee shops sell empty coffee cups?!
At Caribou Coffee
"yo, I wanna buy one of them empty cups"
"um, we don't sell those..."
"I'll pay you for it!!"
"no ma'am the price is included with the drink"
"so....?"
"you will have to pay for the drink"
"oh, so i'll get the drink in a different cup?"
"no ma'am im afraid you won't get the drink"
WTF? akjksdnas grr pfsh

It's stupid.
If I started an empty coffee cup business I would probably make more money than them anyway. Hmph.
Like, pretty, awesome, colourful, recycled, sticky-note-to-your-boyfriend-or-husbandable, EMPTY coffee cups, filled with candy and chocolate.
You would totally buy one, right? Hm I guess not...