194th - I hate Kites!!

If anyone is wondering, I really hate kites. Not because they're pretty or fun to fly, but because I hate the kite strings. Here's me struggling.

Enjoy.


zQ

193rd - Da Clubs

The song that's on right now:
 Heaven knows I tried to let you go,
I can't help myself I think I'm losing control,
Faster Kill Pussycat - Paul Oakenfold 

At the end of last year, I made the horrible, horrible mistake of accompanying a friend to a club. - Previously, I have not enjoyed the club scene, at all. Or to put it more precisely, I would rather let someone who really dislikes me take aimed shots with a compressed air powered staple gun at my left testicle. - Anyway, I had fun that time. I learned the same rules apply to clubs as every other situation. The crowd you're with matters. The venue, not so much. Dance Cave is still a pit, though. Since then, my attendance at clubbing events has gone up and so is the amount of fun I have at these things. Here are some stories from club type events.

This is London - Judy's birthday. There's actual space (not a lot, but enough) to move around. The music was half good/half questionable. Our server was a whole new level of retarded hot, but that's not the point here. Nothing worth mentioning happened that night except for saw a Police Horse take a really long pee.Oh, and this girl I knew from high school (whose name I now remember) took a pee in an alley way. That was classy. Momes, I think you know her. It was fun. Nobody grabbed at my ass.

Phils - End of Exams. When it gets warm, Waterloo smells like horse shit all the time. It's sad that the inside of Phils is more objectionable than Waterloo outdoors. It was fun except that I'm pretty confident, I know what horse shit taste like. OH MY GOD!! And there was this security guard. I wanted to take a picture. He was sitting outside the bathrooms and he was MONSTROUSLY HUGE! When I initially walked by him I thought it was a Laughing Buddha statue, like a big one you find in a temple and had made a note to rub his belly once I finished peeing and washed my hands. Then I realized it was a fat guy. I also also introduced to Major Lazer that day. Actually, that deserves some pause. Go here and watch this video. Then come back. Are you freaked out or guilty amused? Incidentally, that was the same night that the plaza containing Caesar's burnt down.

Circa - Sacha's birthday. What I believed to be a corridor that we were in the whole time turned out to be the VIP section. Go figure. It was a little crowded, but fun. Kinda. There was a dude who got roughed up by the bouncers and he was unhappy about it.

Honest Lawyers - No reason. There was a think with the cops. Not an actual club, but worth mentioning.

C-Lounge - Con's thing. C-lounge was fun. Until the cops showed up. Which wasn't bad until they started giving me a hard time about my friend's activities. I'm not their mother. Why would I be able to control what they do and don't put into them and how they do it. Dirty ass-grabs happened. Con was one of those people.

Nava - Karan's Brother's Thing. Awkward ass-grabbing happened. I don't remember the rest. It was some time ago.

There you have it. A random and completely useless rundown of nothing. This weekend is Nava for Sarah's birthday. Looking forward to that.


zQ

192nd - Silly Hats

Today's photograms are brought to you from the Silly Hats BBQ. Thanks to Sarah, Sacha, Sariya for taking photos. I took like seven. So, here are a few.

 

Sulman learns to fly.

This is my favorite photo of the day. Sach took it.


Jesus pose or the Abu-Gharib. You decide.


Sameera and Nadia.


I am one badass fairy.


Got to to drop the fake smile. Bwahaha.


Saira.


Zoya's LONDON strategy.


"Why you gotta rob my chips?"


I think this may have been the first time she ever caught a ball.


Someone's about to get a rude surprise.

Most things end up up Andy's nose.


Token Asian with a twist. STUBLE!!

Mansoor got all wet. It wasn't my doing.

There were bubbles at some point. I missed em.

All I wanted was some damned water. I was thirsty! What I did get was water poured down my back and a water fight.

Nobody wanted Bilal on their team.

There is a clear winner of this fight. Here's a hint, it's not Amaad.

Gross.

Hehe

Not sure what's happening here.

500 is the most aggressive game we play.

Great Picture.

Why the face?

OOOO NOOOOOO!!!

At some point there was food.

And there you have. I think we are going to throw another themes BBQ party. This one is going to be called "Asmar's not here BBQ". Anyway, be good.

Thanks to everyone who came and  especially to the ones who brought the BBQ and did the BBQing. It was awesome!

zQ

191st - Cheered Up

I had a shitty day. Today kind of sucked.

Then around 3AM-ish, I got a Hot-Dog.

I feel a bit better now. Thanks.


zQ

190th - Fik Ja!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAANIQ!
Originally uploaded by Sixth Lie

BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY NADIA!

I haven't blogged in a while. School is kinda time consuming. BUT that's done now...for ten days. Summer school. Still.

I really don't have any stories. Nothing work mentioning has happened since I last blogged.

I'll try to fill you in on the important details:

- Replacement shoes somehow manage to stay clean. Are on their way to being broken in.
- People got better at Photography. I got an insanely powerful flash. People were not happy about this.
- Made some new friends. Things with some old friends got weird. Reconnected with some older friends.
- Vinita broke her butt. Seriously, it's broken.
- Shiv went to India. Did not bring me camel.
- Did exams. Siblings threw 80's themed party before my last exam. Party was fun. Exam not so much.
- Learned that people (Asma) get all up in arms about ugly shoes like Uggs.
- Got more people hooked on Flickr.
- Saw a grown ass man (emphasis on MAN, not girly metrosexual boy. MAN) with a bald spot and callousy hands wearing UGGs. Have pictures. WTF. Lost faith in humanity.
- Rereading Sandman. Be warned, I may get a bit emo at some point.

Be good.


zQ

189th - Replacements

Replacements
Originally uploaded by Sixth Lie

I'm going to start off with this: I saw what I think may have been the most dick move ever. I was at school and was approaching this door, there was like five people ahead of me. Some guy opened the door, passed through, turned out around and closed it firmly shut and then went on his way. I laughed a little, but can't figure out why he would do that except to be an ass.


My shoes have reached that point where they are being replaced. Luckily by the exact same make/model, but still, new shoes.

I love my old shoes. Sure, they're old, dirty, cracked, worn in, the soles are starting to come off, a couple of frays that are getting worse and they vacuum suck water from the slightest of puddles. Still, there are my favorite shoes. I've lived in these shoes for the past three years. We've been through a lot together, we have history. History can't be replaced. I trust them and rely on them. I don't trust the new shoes.

Yes, the new shoes are all clean and shiny but that doesn't last very long. After that fades, they're just shoes. Yes, they're still my shoes, but they have no character. I have no reason to trust them or rely on them. I have to start new with them and perhaps gradually build a brand new relationship with them, which may go one way or another.

Side note. I'm not a hobo. I have several pairs of shoes. But these are my favorites, the ones I wore almost every single day, the ones I lived in and grew in.

Goodbye old shoes. You're old, dirty, worn in and kind of smell but you're comfortable, reliable and I was happy with you.


I was in Philosophy class yesterday morning. The topic of discussion was "Moral Duty". Here are some gems.

"absolute duty"
"duties you need to fulfill that may not be good for you"
"duties that cost you time"
"You feel you must do this duty."
"compelled to complete your duty."
"conflicting duties"

Prof caught me giggling. I think that's partially why he kept going with it. It was funny, shut up.

Be good.


zQ