Sunday, June 12, 2011

Believing. And lots more.

*humshappily* Loved this post that appeared as a tweet, by Dianna Agron, the actress who plays Quinn Fabray on Glee. Lines I liked the most: 


As much as we may often preach that we like to speak for ourselves, or outside the box, how many times have you caught yourself, or someone you know repeating the thoughts of another before them? Sometimes without proper information? And how many times have you felt that perhaps further knowledge on an issue or subject matter might result in a different voice, a different understanding? Perhaps even going against the ideas they’ve learned, heard, or grown up around? We have the ability to fly planes, send astronauts into space, develop technology such as cellphones! Things that once were unfathomable. I can sit at this small computer and type this message. Once I push send, this message can be seen by anyone who’d like to engage, all across the WORLD. 
Sadly, we’ve gotten letters from people who explain that they love the show but hate the gay story-lines. That we shouldn’t be polluting their children’s heads. To this I’d sometimes like to sarcastically reply, would you also like us to tell them that a stork is dropping off our offspring? That the sky is purple? That it is not practical to be true to yourself, because there are mean people in this world that will make them feel wrong for being honest? That instead of embracing themselves, they should lie to the world? THEY should be the ones being untrue and unhappy? 

Worth reading. Worth thinking about.




Saturday, June 11, 2011

First vid I've done of these two that's made any sense at all to me.

Honest.







It's too short, though. :|

The happy part of the day


couldn’t be entirely captured by the mobile camera, since my phone’s battery needed to pass out as soon we got to the beach. :\
But! :)
We went to that Pancha Ratha's temple, on a sort-of elevation of rocks.  

It was fun walking up the stairs and running with high heels. The view of the ocean from that spot was nice. Me and that guy are standing on the same ground, so you can imagine how slanting the rock I was standing on was.


Lighthouse, as seen from there.



I didn't really go into the temple, since my Mom's legs were starting to hurt and the battery in my phone started yawning. Managed to get a few very-blurry shots.



(I was close to running when I took this. :|)
Yeah, that was all. But I managed to take this goat. *shrug*


Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Sunday, June 5, 2011

This just pops up on my wall.

And I bounce off the ceiling. :D



The hostelers and I. :) Miss them like HELL. 

Bottom: Yegu, me, Sree, Anupama(a new addition to Orthogonal Words).
Top: Yuha, Pavi, Swetha, Nikitta, Ragavi.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Sparks and psychics. :D Castle.

Watched the second episode of Castle’s third season today. It was amazing! Especially since I watched it with a friend on the phone. :) It's officially the best way to watch an old episode.

Me: IlikethispartIlikethispartIlikethispart. (the whole time)
She: Shh! Cellotape.
O:)

Castle was very insistent on the possibility of supernatural powers. Even though I didn’t manage to believe that Vivian was actually a psychic, I wasn't(and am not) as evil as Beckett.



Castle: Mm. Lemme guess. You were one of those annoying six year olds who stopped believing in Santa Claus because you figured out he couldn't travel faster than the speed of light.





Beckett: I was three, and we didn't have a chimney. 



























:\ Come on! I believe in magical stuff, how much ever theoretical I get sometimes.




"Vivian Marchand... is not a psychic. I bet my badge on it."


Esposito: Don't throw those dice until you get a look at this.


He shows them a letter.
Castle: It's from Vivian Marchand.




Esposito: Yeah, it arrived this morning. Postmarked Monday, the day she died.
Castle: That is her letter head.


Beckett: 




"Hmm. To whom it may concern. I feel that my murder is imminent -


Castle: *squeaks*
Me: *hugshim*
The others:








"And although I have no idea yet where or when this event will occur, I have had a vision of my death. In the vision, I could not breathe. I saw a man dressed in black. The number 7518, and I could hear a furious pounding from what seemed to be far away. I'm sorry I cannot be more specific--"




"Pychic predicted her own murder!"




He is one seriyaana kutti.



"..."



"Or the killer wrote it in order to throw us off. Run it. Maybe we'll get lucky with the prints."


She walks out, and Castle follows, still all kjshkbjckdha.




























"Do you think she really -"
"No."































... :) gif from here