"well, do you have ID?"
WELL. do I really look that young?? I’m only a year off… and I thought pspitty could at least pass off as older than me. or as my mom xp
Basically, we went into the theater wanting to see no strings attached and ended up having to see I am number four, which was decent. By the time it was 4:45 and we were supposed to go out and try to find the room showing nsa, ting was too absorbed with grunting and drooling at the main guy with the weird lights coming out of his hands so we just stayed… she needs to get a hold on her hormonal crazes :P
Cough-thuthu jeans, jhola-kurta.
I was going through the old blog. 2005-2008 and one month in ‘09, and man, what an awesome documentary of my college life. It’s weird, because now, my once upon a time “crush” is so accessible, my career path is more or less decided upon and friends are moving on from irrational boyfriends to *gasp* husbands.
I remember this one December in Poona, we all went to see films at the Pune International Film Festival, right in the middle of making our documentary, and it was brilliant. It was a really cold winter, there was an Almadovar retrospective and brilliant, brilliant European films. I never felt happier being a “film student”. I haven’t been to a film festival in so long. And its also been really long since I wore a long, shabby kurta over cough-thuthu jeans with of course, the very faithful jhola.
GOD, I miss being a student so fucking much.
