Well, today I spent basically the entire day hanging out with Mohsin on his endeavours and then ensued, a movie marathon.

Our original plan was to watch 300, followed by blades of glory via sneaking in. 300 wasn't playing, so we decided to pay for blades of glory, and then sneak into fracture playing 2 minutes subsequent to the finish time of the former. What we ended up doing, however, was watch a 3rd movie, "hot fuzz", which was unexpected, and ended up leaving the theatre after midnight.

Firstly, Blades of Glory was hilarious. I doubt that it's everyone's type of movie, and despite several cheap laughs, it was well timed and hilarious. Thumbs up!

Fracture was really good. It had some quintessentially slow moments, but was more than welcome by the end of it. Anthony Hopkins alone was worth the admission price (if we had paid for it directly ;) ). Thumbs up!

Hot fuzz was freakin' awesome. That is truly one of the best fucking comedies I've seen in a while. But for a comedy, it was unusually dark and grim. I guess that just added to the absurdity and twists in the movie, which, immersed with non-stop satire and expert comedic timing, made it fucking great. Thumbs way the fuck up!

That ends this post.

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It's become apparent to me that in recent times, it seems that most relationships are predicated on polygamy. I know it sounds too crass and guilt-compounded, but that's what I genuinely feel. Most relationships are quite worthless to begin with. It stems from the loneliness that people share almost exclusively. I guess with so much love to give (or attention to be had), people are willing to settle with almost anyone. Usually it's the first person that notices them, which subsequently happens to be, on average, an odious, narcissistic twit.

Perhaps, our bereavement of love and hope, perpetuated over time, can influence us to do stupid things. Perhaps, that is why people engage in polygamy, to restore the sanity that once defined them. I wouldn't go as far as to encourage polygamy, but I find it hard not to play devil's advocate. Sure, it seems fraught with guilt and anguish; usually gets people in trouble and without doubt, vilifies the premise of relationships. I don't think this applies to all relationships, as I do believe the contrary holds true, extensively, to a smaller group.

It's hard to fathom people staying together through tormenting years, and not contemplate adultery. I guess it's one's disposition to formulate such thoughts, and completely different to act on them. But perhaps the fine line that separates the two isn't so obvious.

There are many complexions--some meagre, some blatant--that change the ideas behind polygamy. Hypothetically, if you were in a relationship-- bound exclusively to your significant other--and happened to entertain a friend over coffee. You may possess feelings for this person, or vice versa. As such, you decide to hide it from your SO. Would it be wrong? Surely, by definition, it's not polygamy. But it fancies the notion of wrong-doing.

This is a common situation and happens everyday among thousands of people. Where is the line drawn between what's right and wrong? But these are the situations that people long for. They harbour emotions of angst and displeasure towards their SO and consequently, they feel liberated while in the company of another. If they were to leave their current SO for said person, it may just repeat the cycle. Maybe it's quintessential for these people to continue living fabricated relationships to be successful at it.

Now this poses several questions. What defines success? What defines happiness? Etcetera etc...

Perhaps these frivolities are being overemphasized. Perhaps there's a resounding notion that supports it. Morals are relative, it seems; people don't learn from mistakes, which is why the world continues as it does. With frivolous amounts of money squandered on shrinks and surplus; consumerists quantifying their happiness with their bank accounts and BMW's, it's bound to become the pragmatic approach to life, work and relationships. Etcetera, etc...

I don't think I'd embrace polygamy the same way others seem to do so. I do believe it fills an intrinsic void, but not with character or elation, but with fear and potential remorse. It's a short term fix for an endless, spiraling complex of desolate hope.

I think this is why a lot of people remain single until they find that "one true love". It seems paradoxical, but that won't preclude the masses from striving towards it. I think a relationship should be about trust and nothing but. Expectations fall and rise; superficial qualities never finish first. Trust isn't just that of which you give to your significant other, but one that compounds your own mindset and intentions. Trust is what you use to compromise the bad with the good. It seems folly to presume otherwise. If you can trust yourself and your significant other enough, the need for polygamy is rendered obsolete.

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Well, he went for the six even though I told him not to. All he had to do was take his time and score a few runs, even if it were a losing cause. He tried to be the hero and he got taken apart. Good job, dumbass.

In other news, I am done finals, but I don't feel relieved. I guess I'll find out once my marks come back :(.

I am glad for many things, but school is rarely one of them.

I was having a discussion with Reuben, about the first impression I had of any of my friends or anyone that I've met in the course of my lifetime. Whether I still remember the time we met or the any particular conversation that set it off. I guess I do remember most of it, perhaps not all of it very positive. But yeah, it's quite interesting to think of. So if you want to know the first time we met or the first time we had a good conversation, ask away and I shall tell.

Onto other news, they added this freakin' awesome "hindi transliteration" feature where you can type anything in english and it will transliterate it into hindi. You don't have to type actual hindi words, it can be anything really. But yeah. Later cocksuckers.

No, the aforementioned title isn't a harmonious chant towards the infamous homosexual singer, but rather, a chant in absolute disappointment. I've gotta admit; When people were voting for Rory Fitzpatrick, I supported it. Not because he was a Canuck, but because I thought the all-star game was a bloody mockery of the NHL in itself, and it could've used a bit of entertainment. He didn't get through, and I guess people believed that was a fair call. The American Idol, however, is far greater than the fucking all-star game. I don't know what it is about Sanjaya that makes him so likable. Let's run through the details:

1. He's gay
2. He's brown
3. He's charming?
4. HE CAN'T SING!

I don't know. Let's suppose that list is accurate, are we to believe that he's being voted on by the masses, because he's a charming, brown fudge-packer (no pun intended) who can't sing worth the life of him?

Either that, or it's precisely the fact that he would be an unlikely candidate to win, or even make it this far, because he's THAT BAD. I haven't watched much idol this year, simply because the competition pales in comparison to the talent of last season. But suffice to say, Sanjaya is the absolute worst singer I've ever heard on American idol to even crack the top 10. And that is unquestionable.