That Coffee Girl

What constitutes a "bad day." It starts from the very morning as soon as you get up. You are woken by the heat since the cooler isn't working. You hit your small toe on the side of the bed and it hurts like hell. From that moment on you know that this day is doomed, nothing good can come from it. You should probably  head back to bed right this instant. Days like today are why I want to become a hermit and live in the Himalayas. Now the most important thing in the morning for some people may be bathing or brushing or dressing up or whatever, but for people like me, we live for one thing only - breakfast. So imagine my disappointment when I find the hostel breakfast to be sad (there really is no other word for it), go to the lifesaver - fridge, to find that I am out of bread. Hence a trip to the grocery store now becomes imperative. Scorching heat with an empty tummy, I went on. Barely did I know this was just the beginning. I had to appear for an online test at 10 AM.

Yes, I watch movies too. The first part was definitely better. It was pretty great actually. This one though ... One word - Weird! Too many bizarre things happening all at once. The characters were same as in the previous part but the storyline was too made-up. It felt as if the writers had no story so just included whatever felt crazy and fun and it really wasn't. Bad bad job. The unnatural German team, then the underground a capella party, the camping trip/ team building vacation just didn't sync! The realistic and simple appeal of the 1st movie was sadly missing along with the melodious tunes. This movie was a "dis-aca-pointment". The best part about the movie was obviously - Fat Amy, who has remained her oblivious, super-cool, chic self. I am in awe of her and I love her. Major girl crush going on here. Rebel, you are my hero. Watch the movie for her or don't. Your choice. It's bad! 😑 Anyways, till next time... Xoxo

Still on Emma! Damnit!

So it has been ages since my last review.. Yeah, yeah I'll stop with the dramatics now, it has been two-three weeks and it's not a big deal. Yet it is. See the problem is that's how long I have gone without reading a book and it doesn't sit well with me. I lose myself when I am not reading. "Fuel to my soul" kinda thing. It isn't like I haven't touched a book at all or anything, because who am I kidding, I can't survive like that. I am still stuck on Emma! It is so frustrating that I can't finish that book, I just can't. Done with half of it but can't bring myself to be done with it. It is true, language of that era was very twisted, like the words are all strung together and no one says what they mean. You have to read a line twice to get the underlying meaning. I mean I love, LOVE,  Pride and Prejudice  but now I feel it is solely for Mr. Darcy. He is the best male character written in history and my #1 Fictional Boyfriend. Yes, th