Bradley and Nightmares!

So this one time, I had a very intimidating nightmare that was very upsetting . I woke up all sweaty, heavily breathing and with watery eyes. For a day or two, I was still pretty uncomfortable  about the dream as it was the first of its kind. My brain was all messed up and making me overthink about it. But since i was very upset, I decided to tell this dream of mine to my best-friend, M. The dream I saw started when I entered a big mansion (which had an office too) all dressed in formal, holding my resume' and documents. I think I was there for a job interview. In the waiting area, there were two other girls, fairly younger than me and more prettier than me (im not saying im pretty though). We all talked a bit about how we all wanted the job at any cost. Suddenly the door opened and a very very very very handsome man came out, smiled and said, "you all can come inside". Before going back inside, he caught my eye, and smirked at me with a crooked smile. *HEART ATTACK* :D We all followed him inside and he walked back to his desk and sat on a huge ass chair. He proceeded, "There's a room for your preparation. Go on.." and with that we three walked into a small room adjacent to his office. I did not know what was happening though (clueless as always). In the room there were three armchairs on which there were some clothes. i walked a little closer to examine, and when i realized what it was, i was like like "WOAHHH. HOLD ON THERE! LINGERIE? HE GOT US FRIGGING LINGERIE? :O THAT'S FUCKING INSANE, THIS MUST BE A MISTAKE! I'M HERE FOR THE JOB! WHAT IS THIS! WUTTTTTT!" and one of the girl there was as horrified as me. the other was simply like,"Big deal. don't you know, to get the job, we have to do this. he is a vampire and he can make us do whatever he pleases... like it or not, there's no way outta her" and we were like "Wait WHAT??????? A VAMPIRE? YOU HAVE GOTTA BE SHITTING US!"

and that was it, me and the other girl started bawling like idiots. I must have been really loud, cause after a minute he came inside, and said in a husky voice, "I thought I told you to get prepared".
I started shouting at him that we weren't going to be his little toys and that he should let us all go cause the girls were very young. and he just stood there, smirking and spoke again,
"Tell you what, im going to let them go, if YOU stay here forever". *DIES* THERE WAS NO FRIKING WAY I WAS GOING TO LIVE WITH A VAMPIRE! but then again I saw the little girls crying face and I was bound to say yes.. he let them go and well. I was left alone with him, for him, and well, he did nasty stuff. HE WAS A VAMPIRE BHUI! and well yeah that is it.

The first thing M asked me after i was finished with the dream was, "WHO WAS THE GUY? SOUNDS LIKE A HUNK, MAN". I didn't know who he was.. Till days I tried to put his image together. Then one day, i was watching THE HANGOVER and it struck me hard like a bullet in my chest. My heart stopped, and I started to drool. Yes ladies and germs. The Vampire of my dream was none other than, BRADLEY FRIKING COOPER!

hahah! I literally died when I saw him and, I mean, The feels were out of this world! It was the first time I ever saw him, like ever. and it was in a very kinky dream. haha. though he was a vampire, but at least he was MY VAMPIRE :"D *DROOLS*

but I forgive him for haunting me in my dreams.

and since the day i found out about Bradley Cooper, I've been super obsessed with the guy :") oh. and we're getting married one day okay! :) sshhh! its a secret though ;)

Im famous in my La-La Land :)

Hi :) welcome to my lala land! (i mean my blog. please dont judge me) According to a recent survey carried out by me, i found out that 90 % of the times, i have no idea what is going on around me. Im like so frigging good at being clueless, I can be like the mayor of the clueless town! But being clueless is not the only thing im good at! i'm like super good in imagining things. and obsessing over silly thing. like, cheese. I LOVE CHEESE! there are so many types of cheese in the world, that sometimes, it make me cry in joy :D and i mean for real. i'm not being cheesy, honestly (PUN PUN PUN). Cheese make my world go round and round and upside down. No, literally. When I see people around me, eating cheese or anything that has cheese in it, i go GAGA and stare like a homicidal pedophile that wants to eat children. kind of like this.

I'm not weird. Not at all. um maybe a teensy bit. but blah. Did i mention I love Penguins to death? like serious wala love? No? did you all notice the penguin widget i have on the blog's left corner? Its so adorable, that it made me cry. Don't judge me. I'm a girl. we cry at everything... just see thiss!

FUNNYY RIGHTTT!? I die laughing everytime i see this :") Y'know what's amazingly weird about me? My undying love for ZOMBIES! YES ladies and germs. I LOVE ZOMBIES! As y'all would have guessed by now that i have a very powerful imagination, I should probably tell you that i sometimes imagine what will happen if a Zombie Apocalypse really hits the world and people i know will turn into dead shiznits, and people i don't like turns into ferocious dead beast too? I will definitely be the surviving one for sure (well, in my imagination of course). I sometimes imagine being the toughest zombie hunter in the post apocalyptic days :P (though im the laziest person on the planet earth) jokes jokes. stop laughing.

Oh. I have a secret y'all! i kind of did something last summer. I started writing a book about zombie apocalypse in PAKISTAN! and well, its going great so far. but here's the big deal... i went to Karachi Literature Festival and met MOHSIN HAMID!! The writer of MothSmoke, The Reluctant Fundamentalist,and How to get filthy rich in Rising Asia. and well, i told him how im struggling to get it done, and who will actually publish a 17 year olds book.. and well, HE LOVED MY IDEA! THE MOHSIN HAMID LOVED MY FRIKING IDEA! AND BETTER YET, HE TWEETED ABOUT ME :D and i was like :

OMFG NOWAYYYYYYYY :D

Everyone i know, was super proud at me and well yeah. I WAS DYINGGGG! when he tweeted that, he said to me "Wait , Let me tweet this to the world" and i was kinda hoping for this next: :P

haha. a girl can dream. after like a week or so, i got around 200 more followers on twitter and i was totally flabbergasted when some people out of nowhere asked me about how my book was going :') it felt heart warming.. and i felt a little famous-ish. yes. Famous-ish is a word, thankyou. Then suddenly one day. a guy tweeted me that he heard about me on a radio show :O I was like WUTT!? WUTT?! WUTTTTT! dead. then he sent me a soundcloud link to it. MOHSIN TALKED ABOUT ME ON A RADIO SHOW :O though for like only a minute, BUT HE DID TALK ABOUT ME! check it out.. skip it to 41:40 https://soundcloud.com/cityfm89/coffee-republic-webcast-with?utm_source=soundcloud&utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=facebook&utm_content=https%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fcityfm89%2Fcoffee-republic-webcast-with and then i knew. my life is going to get better if i work on being more awesome! and that is what im doing, and that is what im going to do till the end. IM GOING TO BE MORE AND MORE AWESOME! :P (just try to handle the fake sweg please?)

Mademoiselle Rant-A-Lot. :)

Supp, people of the world!? Mon nom est Wurduh. and i just made a BLOG!! YAAAYYY (not really excited though) jk. I'm like dying with excitement!

I've never considered making a Blog to showcase my weird thoughts and stuff. But yeah, everything certainly do have a first. So BEHOLD! My first Blog! Though my views about Blogging were a bit different before, I mean, Why do people even make Blogs? Why do they write so much stuff and don't really give it a thought that out of the 7 billion people of the world, who will actually consider reading one's blog? Hardly Four maybe? including your mother and father who will not get a single thing you wrote, and maybe your best friend and your guy/girl friend that will praise you no matter how shitty and senseless your blog is? Yeah.. those were the questions that haunted me for a long time. but then again, who am I to judge them bloggers.

So Instead of getting creeped by my own questions, I decided to find the answers myself, and make my own blog and write totally irrelevant shit to calm me a bit. Because I'm a kind of a person who talks a lot, and rants about pretty much everything I come across, Blogging can be a kind of stress relief for me, y'know, without hurting someone emotionally or making my friend gape for air when I go on and on about my silly little problems. so. Here It Is. Hallelujah.