A Fail at "My Day In Pictures"

So I decided to do this thing. Not much to explain, just basically what the title says. I'll be taking a picture every hour or so because let's be honest, I'm not that OCD. I'll be out for most of today so I'll try my best at this.
Since I stay up late everyday, I decided to start this at midnight. 

                            ON SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 14TH

• At 12:30 A.M

Since I have nothing else  to do with my life, I spend most of my time on Tumblr, Facebook, Instagram, Blogger, YouTube and occasionally coding random programs from my textbook exercise on Code Blocks.

• At 1:30 A.M

 

I finally found the PDF for Insurgent. SO what do I do at 1:00  in the morning?! I start reading a book! -_-

• At 2:30 A.M Sleeping
• At 3:30 A.M Sleeping
• At 4:30 A.M Sleeping
• At 5:30 A.M Sleeping
• At 6:30 A.M Sleeping
• At 7:30 A.M Sleeping
• At 8:30 A.M Sleeping
• At 9:30 A.M Sleeping
• At 10:30 A.M
  
  
  
  
  I woke up at 9:56. The first thing I did was turn to the window to get blinded by sunlight. Then, let out a blood-curdling scream... Just kidding. I'm just over-exaggerating. I tossed around in bed for a few more minutes and looked at the digital wall clock. I cursed myself looking at the time. 'Should have gotten up earlier'. Then I brushed my teeth.                  
  
                      
  As I'm brushing my teeth I hear a guy's voice from the living room. I assume that it's my sister's Telugu (language) tutor. I lean back to see who it is. It's our mutual tutor. 'Shit. Should have just acted like I was asleep till he was gone. Ugh. I don't want tuition now.' I wash my face and make my way to the kitchen. Mother assures me I don't have tuition today. Thank god.
• At 11:30 A.M
  
                
  There's this book called 23 memories, put together by two very inspiring people. Vidya and Syddarth.  I guess it's their story depicted on pen and paper. They have long since parted but I still love it. :)
• At 12:30 P.M.
  
           
  I just finished getting dressed for my orthodontist's appointment today. I decided to lay back and watch a movie for a while. But no, my sister needs help picking out her clothes. -_- I open her closet and I see a clothes avalanche coming at me. I push all the clothes back in and start looking for a reasonable wardrobe. Every dress, shirt, jeans, top I take out, I get the same response, "I didn't know I had that!" Agh. After half an hour of rummaging, I managed to pick out an outfit she liked and I finally got out of there. Ah. Head hurts.
  
   
• At 1:30 P.M.
  
               
  My face when she asked me to come back and pick another outfit. Ugh. This girl is driving me insane. By the way, I definitely don't have a double chin I don't know why it looks like that in this picture. *sigh*
  Don't mind the background.
   
• At 2:30 P.M.
  No pictures available. I didn't do much. I got in the car and we drove to the mall. Spent about an hour in traffic. Pretty damn boring. Most of which I felt like I would start vomiting. Agh, my driver sucks at his job.
• At 3:30 P.M. 
                 
           Picture from Google. As if I would take a picture of their store.
  
   Spent shopping at Globus (clothing store). So imagine me running around a clothes store and a bunch of people staring at me; the crazy chick speaking lightning fast; in an out-of-place American accent. Then flying in and out of the dressing rooms throwing clothes this way and that. And once, hitting myself in the jaw with a clothes-hanger while unhooking a dress from it. *face-palm* And almost collapsing afterwards. Also the girl that a bunch of guys (about 5 guys) couldn't help gaping at as she was waiting in line to order at McDonalds, for god knows what reason. They actually made their friends (who were two girls) sit down so they could stand in line instead and just spend the entire time staring at me. Weird people.
  When the first guy spotted me he literally elbowed his friend and whispered into his ear whilst staring at me. His friend then proceeds to turn around and starts jumping up and down asking 'Wheree?!' And he nudges him again saying, "Not there, right in front of you!". As soon as he sees me, he tries to act totally chill while he tells the rest of his friends. In my head: "Tell me what's there to smile at, I'll smile with you. Dipshits".
• At 4:30 P.M.- "Same as above"
• At 5:30 P.M.
  
                 
  
  Got to the dentists' at 5:10 and as usual, spent half an hour in the waiting room. Most of which I spent furiously texting one of my best friends about what a horrible day it was turning out to be.
  (This is the second picture I stole from Google today)
  
  
• At 6:30 P.M.
  
   We left from the mall and made our way to the pop-up-bazaar flea market at the N-convention. Spent forever in traffic and was talking about comics the entire way with my sister and mom.
• At 7:30 P.M.
                 
  Picture taken during preparations. (Before we got there) Thank you Facebook.
  
  
  Reached the pop-up-bazaar and paid the entrance tickets at a whopping price of 200 Rs. each. We walked in and the first thing I see is an outdoor bar. *Holy shit, my Mom's going to kill me!!* I did not see it coming at all. The Facebook page said 'A kids event'. So why the eff is there alcohol?! Damn. Steered my mom and sister away before they could notice and went to check out the stalls. To be honest, it was a frickin' waste of time. Every single thing was overpriced; from the food to the merchandise.
  The entire event was aimed at debutantes and socialites. So we were definitely the wrong crowd. Agh, the attitude on some of those people. Just ugh. From tragically fake accents to devastatingly fake expressions to basically overacting about everything.
  
  "Oh mah gawd, guys! Look at this awesome painting of this dude. *touches painting*" Me mentally: "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! THAT WOMAN JUST SAID SHE SPENT HOURS PAINTING THAT. WHY WOULD YOU FRICKIN' TOUCH IT?!"
  And the painting was of The Godfather. [I don't know which character, as I've never seen the movies. Don't judge me.]
  
  The guys couldn't even hold in their alcohol and the women could barely take care of their children. Truly a bad example.
  Even among all the glitterati, I definitely would have managed to have fun if I'd been there with friends. But coming with family was definitely the wrong thing to do. I even saw one of my seniors with her friends there. Mom told me to go say hi, but fearing that she might have been tipsy, I steered Mom away. If I'd talked to her totally drunk and my Mom noticed, she would confine me to my home even more often.
  Didn't take any pictures except this one picture that my sister took.
  
                       
  My face looks terrible and my hair was a mess after I stood in front of a ginormous outdoor fan. *face-palm* And the expression on my face and my inability to smile in this picture is due to a group of six guys seated at a table to my right staring at me. Ugh. Eff this shit.
  Only reason I'm posting is because that's the whole point of this post.
  
                  
  I found this little stall with all these little magnets, notebooks and wall hangings. I couldn't help but buy these two books after seeing the smiles on the two girls faces when I was asking about the merchandise.
  I spent 50 Rs. each on these books and there's absolutely nothing special about them. But I guess, I thought of them as souvenirs.
  The lady explained the meanings to me but I forgot already.
  From what I can make out:
  1: "Everything jungle"            
  2. From what she said this means, "Everywhere I see, there are buildings"
  
  I actually have no idea what either of those books say, I'm just winging it. I really need to improve my Hindi.
  
  I'm like the dream girl of every retailer/shopkeeper/con-man/anybody who sells anything. Just so gullible.
  
                  
                                         *Me on the left*
  I got this caricature drawn of me and my sister at this one stall. I truly love how he depicted me in this drawing.
  Why?
  During the entire time I sat there while he was drawing me, I thought, "Oh no, I can't smile. Uh-oh, my hair is so messy. Agh, I can't even look at him in the eye, so awkward. Oh my god, well, this is going to be what I look in someone else's eyes."
  I was dumbfounded when he handed this to me. I'm very self-conscious about those little locks of hair next to my ears but after seeing this drawing, I thought maybe they weren't as bad as I thought. And my inability to maintain a smile. My eyes always seem happy but for some reason my mouth doesn't cooperate. He managed to capture that in this drawing as well.
  Or am I just over-analyzing this? Either way, I'm happy with it.
  
• At 8:30 P.MStarted from the flea market and spent forever in traffic again.
  
  
                            
  Finally done after a long day. Thank god. On my way back home. The Metro work seems to be progressing slowly.
  
• At 9:30 P.M.
  
  Got home and crashed onto the bed. I put on a pair of shorts and a tank top and now I'm chilling in my room. There's nothing good to watch on T.V., so I'll probably watch a movie online. Yay, for piracy!
• At 10:30 P.M.
  
  At the moment I'm watching 50/50 on the tele. I love this movie.
  
  
• At 11:30 P.M.
   
                      
  And as for the last picture of the day, is a sneak-peek on a project I'm working on. With my expertise procrastination capabilities, you won't hear of it until another couple of months.
  
   Today was so exhausting and frustrating. Thanks for sticking around.
  
  -V