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Sitting at home with ample amounts of time to be wasted leaves you back to day one; 

planning what to do with the spare time you will be having.

I never really did stray far from my daily routine in the first place (don't know why I am realizing it now), sure there were the reinventions that occupied 45 minutes of my day and the outings with a few friends, but that only took about a week of my holiday.
With not much to do, alas, youtube is my saving grace.
From make up tutorials to stand up comedians, I browsed almost everything and anything that came to my mind. From Funny pets to Really really funny pets to Weird Ads to Nadya Suleman to How to know if you're mexican, (and the list goes on and on.)
You name it, I have probably searched for it. In case that didn't give you an idea on how pathetic my holiday is going, I even succumbed to my intolerable infatuation for drama. If I couldn't get it from my holidays, might as well relive it thru videos rite?
which leads to me stumbling upon this advertisement. I was searching for sad short films, for the sake of a good cry...
(don't look at me like I am some low life, if no one searched for it people wouldn't have put it up in the first place)



Am I the only one fascinated by the fact that even though I don't speak a word of Iranian, I still managed to understand the storyline? Could it be deja vu? Was I reincarnated in my before life as the bird itself? Could it be that I am actually a Russian spy who knows 43 different languages but memory is still suppressed and can only be triggered until I am needed for my next big mission?

As much as I want all three of my speculations to be true and go "Yes I was a magic bird who was hired by the Russians because of my ability to revisit my past"... it is just too bad that the more logical explanation is that this ad is a lot similar to the one that Yasmin Hamid directed in 2007.



So who copied who? Team Yasmin all the way, after all she couldn't have stolen all of her other moving masterpieces. Just saying.

On a completely unrelated note,

Phone Sex brought to you by yours truly,

 (don't pretend some of you haven't been doing the nasty, its like telling me boys don't secretly jack off in the shower)

I would continue, but they are kids who actually read my blog, SO let's keep things discreet here, people.

Just to prove to you that I am not a complete nutcase, here is a photo of me and Jayne doing what girls do best in changing rooms.

FML I need leg implants.

See? I'm not totally mental rite?

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