Some Stray Thought

With intent of diverting my head from too much worrying, ¬†I wasted most of my waking hours¬†yesterday, troubleshooting¬†playing around with my dying “Ara”¬† ( short for aratilis – name given to my BB curve).

I finally got my BB App World updated, after almost a month getting an error from my numerous attempts, thinking whether I’m providing an incorrect password, though I am very certain I got it right. Found out, that I only had to tick the “auto update time zone” and whoa la! ¬†My apps were all revamped.

The new Facebook for BB was a major leap, I decided to uninstall FaceChat since it has no use anymore, I can already ¬†use the same Facebook apps to chat (big deal?), and so that gave me more space for new apps – PixTrix (kinda instagram-ish), WhatsApp (to cross boundaries with my iFriends) and ¬†( my “nose bleeding” aide ).

Anyway, “Deadpan” ( WOTD from tickled my fancy that I am writing¬†this entry now.


1. marked by or accomplished with a careful pretense of seriousness or calm detachment; impassive or expressionless: deadpan humor.

2. displaying no emotional or personal involvement:  a deadpanstyle.

My gay lingo translator speaks: “deadma”/ “NR”¬†— the art of not getting yourself involved, attached or affected.¬†I just thought of correlating both words however irrelative it may sound.¬†Some people depicts the role quite impressively –¬† Being “deadma” that is. Perhaps,¬†it’s a¬†resort to escape,¬†a defense mechanism? Or some simply don’t care. ¬†
Aren’t we humans are¬†supposed to be sensitive? engaging? and linked? I shouldn’t be bothered… just asking.


“Something to say when you don’t know what to say…”

That’s supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! Quite a mouthful huh?

What’s up?

Nothing extraordinary is happening with me, I’ve been sleeping soundly… too much that I usually waste my off day in bed.

I’m so back to my usual element ‚Äď my spontaneous hilarious act, that gives me a good heavy laugh ’til I fart. Thanks to the old and new fart friends around! ūüôā

Maybe, life is really like that… you go through phases… came to know the good, the bad and the ugly… just when you thought you can‚Äôt survive, you‚Äôll wake up one day and be glad for coming out alive.

After a long period of derailment, you will stop seeking for the cause, which is deemed to be ¬†immaterial, what matters more, is¬† “now” and the “who” you have become… After all, we’re all good! Add a “very” on me. ūüôā