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NOTE: The artwork associated with the RantCast is an accurate depiction of what I wish to look like in real life. đ
That's how serious I am.
This is for those of you with frustrations that you can't quite put into words// can't be bothered to put into words. Allow me to incoherently and with the aid of many an irrelevant ramble try and vent these feelings for you. Enjoy. ;)
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Fi and I discuss that day's episode of Iss Pyaar and things such as what would happen if Arnav were gay, Rabba Ve techno remixes, shirt colour codes and why plane journeys abroad must be taken on Saturdays.
It was a two hour conversation about LOADS of things so there are a lot of awkward jump-cuts to get it down to just 13 minutes. It was too much of a pain to cut out EVERYTHING so I left in some of the random rubbish we talk about. :') Fred doesn't talk but just types so sometimes we respond to her words
We also laugh... A lot.
In which I explain why I felt the need to talk you through my rants rather than typing them all out. Something to do with emotion and sarcasm not translating well through words đ
In which I try and explain why Khushi confessing to Arnav right now is both illogical and impossible.
In which I explain why your self-esteem shouldn't depend on what strangers on the internet think of you and how it's BLOODY ANNOYING and quite frankly, kind of childish, when you make misleading posts/ post titles just for attention.
I also explain why I will point blank stop watching a show if the lead couple marry other people. I also cry a little about SiVvy from Chand Chupaa Badal Mein... đ
In which I try to explain why Arnav suddenly becoming excessively loving and caring towards Khushi would make me want to vomit and also why, fortunately, that's highly unlikely anyway.
It also contains a warning to Arnav about the dangers of parking your car in the middle of a road in the capital city to get out and cry/ scream at the sky/ stare off into space. All of these things can be done in safer, more secluded areas you inconsiderate arsehole.
In which I, as a fellow accidental snob, try to explain why Arnav's behaviour was, while undoubtedly rude and snobby, not malicious and totally expected.
Also includes a brief reminiscence back to the world of Kis Desh Mein Hain Mera Dil and the freaking hilarious moment when Heer is blown away by a convenient hurricane. Excellent timing Mr Hurricane. Absolutely fantastic. :')
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