~Do hisson mein bat gae Zindagi hamare,
Abhi umar nahin Ab umar nahin tumhare. 

Who even cares?
-Atleast I do. 

~The rants of an ordinary teenager. 

Wait, These unexpected vacation are over. WHAT THE PHYSICS I DID ALL THIS TIME!?! Okay, neither I studied nor done any productive work like cooking, baking, reading books, watching movies, going on outings, any creative work. Like nothing. No to the thing. I didn't even sleep to my fill. And definitely I wasn't using facebook or twitter that much.
I....just...WHAT THE PHYSICS! 

I don't know why all my efforts for making anyone's birthday go down the drain. Like every time it's either the person ignore me pointedly or someone spoil the plan by telling the person about it or everyone is busy at that day at that particular time and the plan is there in my imagination, with me crying on somebody else birthday.
^like this is so annoying, everyone is annoying. I'm annoying. Ugh, birthdays are annoying. 

....and that's how crisp white uniforms turned into scarlet red. 

It's about time I stop pestering people to read my blog or anything like that. 

I've , lately, stopped poking my nose in other's matters in real life and conversations on twitter and life is pretty much peaceful now.

"Been there, blogged that."

Admit it or not, but deep down, in the bottom of your heart, you somehow somewhere felt ashamed to be a Pakistani.
But, in the brightness of another day at another place in another time, you felt proud to be a Pakistani. and in that moment you were infinite.
-idk what I just typed and why, but I felt like so did, after all, its my blog. 

While trying to paint herself bright, as the scorching sun outside and to shine a tiny winny bit like it, she lost herself. In order to hold onto the slipping thread of her sanity, she turned into someone so unlike her. Someone desperate and depressed, whining about life and problems.
The problem was not this but there was no to assure her about her abilities when she was with them through thick and thin. 

The best ideas comes when you're studying. About birthday surprise and craft and arts and how to mend up mistakes. Along with all the conversations that are craved in back of your mind.
-because everything else is interesting when you're focusing on something. 

 Ye baar baar baatien ye baar baar hasna
 Ye beshumar baatien ye beshumar hasna,. ^^

The generation, I belong to, brags about cutting off people, being anti social, using profanities to act cool and not showing respect to others like its some achievement.
-you know now why I feel sad about my existence sometimes. 

Life goals: 

Deep conversations with right people and lame conversations with best friends is priceless. 

Sadness and Gloominess was too mainstream that I chose to enjoy and be grateful for rest of my life.

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This is the most beautiful thing I've seen on internet. 

Hi.

Hey, there. Idk why I made this blog, but it's going to be the random one you've ever seen filled with limited babbles, and saved pictures and quotes from internet and not that long paragraphs like my previous blog.

P.S meh, nah. I'm not abandoning that one, though. Meh. I love those crappy humorless paragraphs no one reads. *winks*
Lololol. I don't know what to do with it now. Huh.