Thinking: What Manish Dayal is doing. Probably not thinking about me. Oh, and BURRITOS. European outfits. If I should get a bob or not. How it would feel to get stuck in a vending machine. What I would do if I was a mosquito. Joining a gym. If I'm going to get into heaven and university.Why I haven't started my summer reading. If I should start a flash mob. Of a plot for my next short. Why Hindu Desi guys seem to be more appealing than Muslim ones. If I should get my nose pierced. What I would do if I was elected into office and how ADORBS my campaign posters would be. Why more male feminists don't exist. If Hilary Clinton ever finished a large pizza by herself.
Enjoying: The view of a forty something lady with lime green specs and a boy cut eating a honey bun and furiously flipping through a packet. I wonder if her name is Rebecca. I bet she drives a GMC. OOOOHH her toe polish is ca-yoote.
Feeling: Like standing on this cafeteria table and belting "Flawless." Like a million bucks. I’m feeling good. I woke up today. Life's good. My back hurts a bit. I’m excited for the future and this new feeling of “rebirth.” Disgusted at the thought of some people’s actions. Kind of hungry. Enthusiastic too. Determined. Bring it on.
Wearing: Black jeans, a black peasant top, and a floral chiffon button up. What I wish I was wearing? Those free shirts you get at medical conventions and a cotton shalwaar.
Needing: A grip on my life. A better SAT score. Anderson Cooper to become straight. A salmon bagel. The tenacity to cut some people off who’ve handed me the scissors far too many times.
Listening: For a sound of silence. A punjabi number and my thoughts. Also, the noisy guy behind me violently chewing a salad.
Making: A blog post! Just kidding. I’m making the most of my time here.