I'm having a Zen moment.
It's like what.... some ungodly hour and... wait, let me check.. oh it's 2.06 am, so it's not ungodly at ALL by my standards. No, I am not being sarcastic.
Or am I?
Sometime this excessive use of sarcasm confuses my own very nimble mind. Being overly cynical has it's sife effects you know... Like the sarcasm gets sort of.... embedded into your veins (or wherever the hell it is) like excessive intake of chocolate leaves one in an all time high you know? And then you can't get rid of it, cause just as the after effects start to hit and it slowly runs out of your system, you ingest more chocolate and it's hits you again. Damn, it hits you.
Is it just my perverted mind or did the last line sound wrong?
Anyway, it is so with sarcasm. It's like a drug you know. Incidentally incase you're wondering where I am at the moment. Well, I AM on our lovely blue (and Green) planet and I AM at home and yes, you guessed it right, I am on the roof.
It's a Zen night. Quite peaceful if I do say so myself and there are hundred thousand gazillion stars scattered on the night sky.
Okay, I lied. I see like 50-100 stars artfully scattered and here I am, lying on my back, twisting my neck this way and that, trying to spot Big Dick. Big Dick is the star that my perverted eyes's spotted back at the pool side of the hotel in Sigiriya in July, when Rakkhitha aiyya, akki, Danishka and I were leaning back on deck chairs and starin at the sky. Now come on, I'm a teenager and I have hormornal hyperdrives which leads to a constant state of perverseness and well, we were all staring at the night sky when I saw a pattern of stars of that looked incredibly like a half erect male sex organ. I didn't say anything at first, but then I realise it wasn't me being horny, it actually was shaped like this, so I confided in Danishka of my discovery and he saw what I saw as well, and we wanted to confirm my observation further, so we mentioned it to Rakkhitha aiyya and akki and they agreed! And we promptly christened the constellation Big Dick.
And apparently, Big Dick can ONLY be seen from Sigiriya. Elusive bunch of stars! Hmpf. But yes, I am trying every darndest thing to get a glimpse of Big D, but all I see is boring Orion's belt and the scorpion. Sigh.
Sadly, I have no mango pickle today to munch on. So instead I grabbed a spoon and a big jar of mango
chutney.
I recently took a test (don't ask me where) about what mental disorder(s) I might possibly be having. I was pretty convinced that I had Bipolar disorder cause, you know, I have weird mood swings, (albeit that maybe a result of WAY too much chocolate ingestion) but then, the test result was that I had ADHD. And then I Googled ADHD and now I think it's possible that I habd ADHD AND Bipolar. Does that mean I have two confirmed mental illnesses?
Hmm. Why am I not surprised? I always knew that my brain had WAY more capacity than anyone else gave it credit for! Who knew that it had the capacity of withold not ONE mental disorder, but a grand total of TWO?
Damn.
You know, this is more proof that I am God. Cause only God can have two mental illnesses and still be able to function at the pace that I am functioning at cause I mean, what sort of person an have ADHD AND Bipolar AND climb a roof AND eat MD Mango Chutney straight out of the bottle with a soup spoon AND remember all the lyrics of I Know What I Am by Band of Skulls and AND Twenty One Guns by Greenday AND So MANY Beatles songs AND not to mention all those Baila songs?
I'll tell you whom: God.
Yes, I am God, and here it is, proof. Wall, maybe not THE God, but some kind of higher being!
Argh, duck. I have to finish this chutney. And play my SEXY ASS air guitar.
Toodles.
" Keep looking in the locker cause you don’t know yet,
But I know what I am,
They know what they are
So let me be " - Band of Skulls
