Of Burnt Hair, Milk and Gummy Bears

Due to the abundant responsibility of having to study for summer exams, both of which I don't particularly fancy, exams or responsibility that is ( It's like dipping gummy bears in Worcestershire sauce and saying ' I CAN HANDLE THIS'. and yes I have done that.) my brain seems to be doing a Cha Cha every now and again. This morning, I was checking the milk to see if it had reached boiling point, I very carefully bent down to sniff out any evidences of burnt milk, when my hair touched the stove and VOILA. 

burnt hair. Looked like little earth worms. As is to most situations I find boring, awkward, depressing or just downright hilarious, I burst out laughing, much to the concern of my 90 year old gran who walked in on me holding my hair in one hand crouched on the floor in splits. That was quite a wake up call! Literally, considering I was still half asleep. 

Lucky for me, I've been cutting my own hair for years now, so this was just another walk in the park. or salon as the case may be. It all began when I was a weird little seven year old with an obsession for UFO candy, ACDC and walking around the house on water cans. On one of the many days that I condescendingly made my way to school to socialize with lesser mortals, mother had tied my hair into a neat little ponytail. One outlawed clump of hair somehow managed to escape the clutches of my hair-tie and ended up falling on my face. A pair of scissors and my spontaneity was all it took to create a new do! Of course I didn't look like Heidi Klum or any of those other fancy noodle-figured creatures with the poofy hair, but hey! It was my own masterpiece. 

Thing is, I don't trust people outside with my hair. it's one of my most prized possessions. I don't like people touching my hair. Therefore if anyone burns my hair, it's me with a hot stove and not with a stylist's straightener!

Life is weird. One day you're a kid, the next day you're boiling milk. Unless you're a kid that knows how to boil milk then kudos to you! My point is you just never know. The only thing you will know for sure are the days of the week! The rest? Is just one big abyss of mystery. A Pandora's Box. A Bermuda Triangle. A six pack on a the back of a lumberjack's truck. You get it right? 

I like being impulsive. I like not having to plan. I like not knowing what might or might not happen. I'm a live in the now kinda girl. But then again, I'm at a stage where I have to start remembering bank passwords and to buy extra loo roll. And over the past two years I have been giving my life some serious thought and what I want it to be about. Turns out I really am headed in the right direction. I had a few mishaps along the way. More like someone-pushed-me-off-a-friggin-cliff but mishaps nonetheless. But you live and you learn. I've learnt a lot. I've learnt how to love more, how to respect more, and just how to be a better person. I regret nothing. At times I do give myself a mental sucker punch because there's a lot that I could have done, a lot I shouldn't have done. I finally know where I'm going. And for once, It's nice to have a plan. =)

Trust me my lovelies, you'll find yourselves comparing you to other people ALL THE BLOODY TIME. with the end result of " OH MY GOD MY LIFE SUCKS AND I'M AS INSIGNIFICANT AS BACTERIA ON CHEWED GUM ON THAT MORON'S SHOE". You're not. As cliche as this may sound, everyone's meant for something. And as a believer in Karma, you will get what you deserve.

Like I've learnt, it's important to just let things happen to you. Getting worked up, running around like a chicken with it's head cut off, reminding yourself that you'll be nothing if you don't get a 751815872512467467 % score in those assessments, you're majorly screwed. That's all crap. 

And a BIG BIG GIGANTASAURIC waste of your time. 

All I'm saying is the answer to all your problems is to just not lose hope like I almost did. You'll find the right person, you'll find the right life and you'll find out who you really are along the way! Go with what your heart says every time. =) Works for me.

Much love and dipped gummy bears,

Prat.

Beautiful song from American death metal band Decrepit Birth. Don't judge by the band's name. Read the lyrics and be amazed. =) It'll make you think.

Shadowed recess between the realms
Living planes of existence
Writing the song of creation
Synchronized alignment of time
I feel my mind expanding
Into the universe... I once created
Synergy...
Opening the psyche
Beyond the pattern of thought
Into the pre-embryonic dream
Eras of conception... images of creation
...mirrored forever
Dreaming of existence
Images... in context
Rendered figments of thought
Memories of what was to be
Psychedelic awareness of the soul's eye
The portal consumes my mind

Altering perspective
Hallucination
Dreams of life... death and rebirth
Imagination
Thought descends into self
...born
Destinies ellipse as light returns
Retrograde of life begins again
Awakening the pineal gland
Spirit molecule of the minds
...dream
Visions of many worlds
Hearts beat in unison
Spans of time... eternities
Histories begin... origins end
Eternal cusp of tomorrow
The monochrome planes of a broken existence
Under a shattered sky
Reborn into the light of a new world
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