
Observations of a coca cola-addicted teenager: The Loki way of Living
Just two days ago, I was inspired to start this blog when my friend, Sriya Kundu, started hers (go check it out, its rad). The two days were for procrastination, not for rationalising, in case you were wondering. But wry comments aside, I was really interested in this for a long time ’cause it would make me reflect more on my experiences, something which I ought to do more. Also ’cause I thought that it would look great on my CV.
Anyways…
My friend, in her thought-provoking article, talks about being who you are. But I realized there are many nuances to it. To the common man, or to be more precise, woman, unless you are a celebrity involved in a saucy scandal , or a million-dollar worth princess, the world does not give a fuck who you are, excuse my french. You might as well be Matt Damon in Thor Ragnarok or, even better, Drax in Infinity War [Yeah, I do good sometimes, too].
This brings me to disclosing my life’s aphorism, something which I conveniently scrapped off from a meme instead of making one on my own — “Fuck shit up and don’t die” (wiping a tear, Inspirational). Also, Darwin would have been proud.
The crush of my life, Loki Odinson, has taught me a lot of important things, the most important of which is that you should be a full-tilt diva or nothing. The whole shebang or nothing. The whole box of firecrackers or…okay you get the general idea. He didn’t care it was his brother he was stabbing or Thanos, with that butter knife. He went rogue, not giving a damn about anyone’s opinion. And I could go on for paragraphs about him flipping his hair.
By the way, according to popular mythology, Hela was actually a daughter of Loki, and so was her pet, Fenris. What is up with that, Marvel?
Also, hitting does not solve everything, if you are wondering. But a knife up your sleeve always may come in handy.
The art of survival is something inherent. Next time the bitchy coworker questions your methods on anything, brandish the knife, flip your hair and say, “I do what I want”. And never forget, the world DOES AND ALWAYS WILL revolve around you if you have the guts to make it so (*flipping*).

In this age where everyone thinks yoga is the solution, a new art of living has been propagated — The LOKI way. And the more people follow it, the more they will understand that being nice will mean being a doormat but being sassy makes you the shoe that wipes itself on the doormat. So, May the Shoe Be with You.
Ehehehehe…
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to destroy Jotunheim.
