The colour black for me, for instance.
There is no getting away. As much as I try and change the background and the layout of my blog and as much fun I try to have with colours and patterns, it all just doesn't seem right. And then there's black that always makes everything fall into place.
Is it only a co incidence that I am wearing a black sweatshirt as I type all of this?
I am a compulsive-black-clothing person. Maybe a little less now. Still I seem to like and buy only black things all the fucking time.
Black is strong, bold, mysterious and all the other things one reads and hears about it all the time; some flattering , some not so.
But there's this one quote that has struck just the right chords with me and epitomizes black as being the colour that says,
'Notice, but do not intrude'.
Maybe someday I pick pink over black..not!
Maybe someday I pick red over black..possibly.
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
I remember Trishi's birthday party as being one of the best nights ever,yes.
So now that D is leaving for Germany for 6months and we need to make it a night ti remember for her, guess what we'll do?
The same thing that we did on 16-09-10; Trishi's birthday party!
It's almost cute how amidst all the talks and thoughts of growing up and freedom and better choices, we ourselves restrict ourselves to do anything but the ordinary.
It's the same old routine :
>Guys we don't know as much, that we call them to D's farewell party, have been called to drive us around.
>A RadioCab has been booked
And some more...
Maybe one day we go for a trip to the jungle to celebrate...not!
Maybe one day we go to the zoo just for the kicks..possibly.
Will miss you D :)
If there is one person on the face of the earth that I would want to live as, if not myself, it's you.
Also, Kevin loves me.
And he's marrying me.
What'ya gonna do, huh?