Which Hot Guy Do You Deserve For Christmas?

“I never assume anything. I anticipate the possibilities and allow my imagination to create the future." - Lionel Suggs

Yes, you have read that right.

No, I am not giving out any predictions. That is not my oyster.

Let me explain you what I have been doing.

Last night, I was killing time on the internet when I came across this utterly ridiculous quiz on Buzzfeed. Who plays these stupid quizzes anyway? I have always found them twisted beyond human comprehension. How could they be true? I mean all you do is answer some stupid questions half heartedly, and they just predict your future? And sometimes, the results come true. 

Each time I see people sharing the results of the quizzes of the like on the social media, I find it hilarious. I mean, I played it as well, but I did not go and share it on the social media.

I took it to a whole new level and posted it on my blog. Neat!

Anyway.

I took the quiz because I had nothing better to do last night. Or maybe I took it because its feature image had Ryan Gosling.

I did not get Ryan Gosling. Of course!

I got Chris Hemsworth.

The result said, "Chris Hemsworth emerged into the world like a true bolt of lightning on Aug. 11, 1983, making him a fierce Leo next to your free-spirited Gemini. You'll be an extravagant couple wherever you go. ;)"

I mean, what is that? Just what is that? A Gemini woman and a Leo man? I see this prediction everywhere on the face of earth, and you have no clue how inordinately disappointed Gemini women are. 

Because Leo men, as much as smart they are, they falter to understand even the most simplest gestures from the Gemini women. And you know what baffles me, Gemini women aren't subtle even in the smallest of their gestures. You can take my word for it.

Or, there is another side to the coin. They understand every tiny thing we say yet decide to remain aloof. Quintessential Leo!

I am confused.

You know what? I do not need any hot guy for Christmas. 

I will settle down for a buffet at my favourite restaurant. And go home and watch an Ashton Kutcher's movie. 

And oh, by the way, you can take the quiz by clicking on the following link:

Which Hot Guy Do You Deserve For Christmas?

Just let me know if you get Ryan Gosling, okay? Because, a Leo man? I just can't even! 

Sigh!

A Reunion, Said My Stars!

“Reunion reveals friendship potential that haven't yet been emerged in the past.” 

― Toba Beta

I am not a firm believer of Astrology, or for that matter, Tarot cards and all that. But sometimes, when I am utterly bored, I read useless things which include astrology. OKAY, so major creepy stuff happened. Good stuff, but still creepy!

My astrology for the month predicted that my month would end on a low note with some surprises thrown in here and there. It also predicted that I would hear from a long lost person. I did, I did. It also predicted that I might, I just might reunite with some old friends. That happened too.

Call it a weird coincidence or give due credits to the stars, my astrology for the month hit bull's eye. This stuff actually works, duuuuuuude!

So, I met these friends after eight long months and much to my chagrin, things did not change at all. You know, I imagined we'd get awkward and all that, but we didn't. We picked where we left, we had conversations that were as stupid as they were once. We ate at the places we always have, we made merry the way we always have.

We laughed over all the loony things we did a year ago, and rubbed our differences aside. We also made plans and mused over how things have changed now. The last time we met, we were actually pretty jobless. Not literally! Look where we got now? We just got busier with the work we love now.

Astonishingly, it is pretty ludicrous when you can totally pick where you left with some friends. It is okay to fight. It is okay to get into cat fights. It is okay to have differences. And it is totally okay to go on for longer periods of time without making grand conversations. You get very few friends who can retain normalcy after being mute for an eternity.

All your indifferences will fit together.

P.S. If you have a friend who screwed up your sanity, pick up that phone and give a damned call. A friend who screws your sanity deserves to stay in your life. Do not give up on being that idiot's maid of honour five years (or just whenever) down the line. She counts on you, you fairy angel! 

(That fairy angel would be me.)