life's boring, some one change the channel plz!

Before i bombard you with my thoughts here's a joke that has a very in depth meaning. chk it out . .

FIRST, A HISTORY TEST.

In 1923, Who Was:

1. President of the largest steel company?

2. President of the largest gas company?

3. President of the New York Stock Exchange?

4. Greatest wheat speculator?

5. President of the Bank of International Settlement?

6. Great Bear of Wall Street?

These men were considered some of the worlds most successful of their days.

Now, 80 years later, the history book asks us if we know what ultimately became of them. The Answers:

1. The president of the largest steel company. Charles Schwab , died a pauper.

2. The president of the largest gas company, Edward Hopson ,
went insane.

3. The president of the NYSE, Richard Whitney ,
was released from prison to die at home.

4. The greatest wheat speculator, Arthur Cooger ,
died abroad, penniless.

5. The president of the Bank of International Settlement,

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shot himself.

6. The Great Bear of Wall Street, Cosabee Livermore ,
also committed suicide.

However:
in that same year, 1923, the PGA Champion and the winner of the most important golf tournament,
the US Open,was Gene Sarazen.

What became of him?

He played golf until he was 92, died in 1999 at the age of 95. He was financially secure at the time of his death.

The Moral:

Screw work.

Play golf.

--------Well the moral here is Stop being an uptight butthead and enjoy life, You probably get only one.

So its September 3rd, and im in my 4th year 1st sem. I'm scared yet happy, dreadful yet relieved. If i say Im moving on the fast track to successville then man am i yanking your chain. still no bloody clue what i wanna be in life. I'm life's bitch, screw me!

My bro's well off in the states (not havin fun but workin his ass off) mom and dad leading a seemingly random incoherent life like the old black and white movies. Day in and day out same old shit. No job, No girlfriend, No problem ( i know u assholes r like wait a min i read dat on some guys shirt, Ur damn right u did so CHUCK it).

Booked my GRE date on the 1st of oct which gives me 27 days to prepare for and iam not as usual. Ill be kicking myself for not preparing later but what the hell , dats just me. the worlds going crazy, chaos rules every moment of my life, my home is my sanctuary and my cage. I yearn to be free yet, revolted by the outside world and bored of the inside.

Inside and outside, its all we have, you can either choose to be in or out and none give me the satisfaction. Where are you???

Oh yeah i leave with an advise to you all. two movies you have absolutely need to watch. 1stly into the wild, the movie is just wow. And secondly "strange wildreness" is so blooddy funny, its an amazing hilarious movie from adam sandlers very own home production.

Watch it , laugh (preferably with a buddy), have fun and just laugh. iam veryyy good at it! Ciao!

WOW 6 months, what the hell happened to me?!

When i started this blog in 2006, i had one reason in mind, first to pen how i felt about things, dark and bright moments of my life and also to record my life. But these 6 months i just seemed to have lost touch with my spirit.

Certain things have happened that had a lot of impact one me, i think i have screwed up something valuable in my life and it wasn't my fault but my conscience refuses to agree with me. Education wise i have done a lot better than the previous semester. Thats pretty much it. I've had only one thing running in my mind now-a- days. Is this all whats life ALL about? Seriously?

Just a reminder to myself that i'm still alive!!!

Out of the 20 years of my life, i spent 16 of them in my old apartments before i moved out. All my memories sad one's good one's great one's , everything awesome, shit etc happened there and naturally ihave a deep emotional and sentimental attachment to it. After i moved out i still used to visit that place often. One day one of my neighbours while she was drying clothes in her balcony in the 2nd floor slipped and fell 2 storeys on the pavement and died on the spot. She was 56 years old. Her husband who was a very very very good family friend of ours was completely shocked and devasted. My mom my dad and my brother went to visit him and were with him that day and the next while i refused as i couldnt face him or more simply didnt want to deal with that fact. So after that incident which happened in sept 2006 i stopped completely visiting my apartments. On a flat above mine there lived a pomeraninan dog. It was there all my life. The owner was a friend of mine. Basically it became like a part of my childhood because i used to hang out on the terrace a lot and so did the dog.

Today night just an hour ago me and my friend visited the old place just for fun and i went to the usual place to see what was the dog upto cause its beena really long long time and i found out that it died 5 months ago. Something stabbed through my soul deeply as i lost something very precious of my childhood. As someone was cleaning up my entire memories one by one. Sweeping it clean. All i could say was "what"? Guess i'm a person who doesn't let go of the past and i need to learn.

You would know what i meant if you could relate yourself to something very close to you during childhood and then suddenly its gone along with some of your memories. I was in a complete shock and i still am. I dont know why i'm writing this and i dont care all i want to do is remember. When you have certain things you cherish it, when that precious thing is gone you remember it.

reminder that i still exist!

i'm not dead jus yet. This has been a very fucked up sem as usual. hardly attnded any classes. finished the main exams. Theres just nothing to say as nothing remotely interesting happened in the past 5 months. Everyday is just like any other day.

Oh sinnerman where you gonna run 2?

I guess i practically slept all day or what but its 1030 now and i'm not gettin a dime of sleep. Was counting sheep till i reached 2,312 and realized theres no point. So here iam as usual on the pc. Drained all the battery of my ipod. Ears cant take it anymore. Ate two choc cone icecreams. Gonna have the third one now. Just in a flash the entire sunday was over. Just in a flash. I guess what a holiday for me is to simply do nothing productive and do absolutely nothing at all. Just waste the entire day in doing nothingness.

So i wonder why is one friggin day a holiday in an entire week. Now we all feel when we have school or college we badly look forward for a holiday or a weekend or somethin and when that finally arrives we are so damn bored we just want the school or college to start as soon as possible, unless you're alice in wonderland having incredible fun with a talking rabbit and going through holes in your garden with a wild fucked up imagination!

Sunday is the Sabbath day, as per the Bible. God after toiling for six days in creation of the universe, rested on the seventh day. Starting from Monday, the seventh day falls on Sunday. Since God rested on Sunday, it came to be recognised as a Sabbath day, when we are not supposed to work, following the example of God. So, WOW. Sunday is a day when god rested after he was tired creating the universe. 6 days for creating the universe. Hmmmmmmmmm................and we thought the universe is 6 billion light years in width and 17 billion light years in length.

So in all that lots and lots and lots of space dust and galaxies and donuts and what not( i like to think that at least half the universe is made up of chocolate donuts and since no one can prove me right or wrong i'll be sticking to that), so in that humongous huge holy shit oh my god dats big universe. What in the name of fuck are we??????

Little little tiny insignificant species who dont matter jack squat or amount to anything. That doesnt mean you starting looting everyone and create chaos. Its just that if you actually put some thought into this you will literally go crazy. You'r thoughts are so very true yet you refuse to believe it and thus you are successfully on the road to crazyville.

And believe me when i say this i'm just talking way above my head here as i have nothing better to do then pen my thoughts on this blog cause its my blog and ill do whatever the hell i want and if you dont like it there's always a good balaji soap playin in star plus.

i know what you're thinking and yes you are totally right but what you dont realize is i dont care and i'm practically always full of it.

Ok i'm going to try this little exercise and ill type everything i did since morning. Lets evaluate...

1) I woke up on the floor mat on the living room with a james hadely chase novel, my ipod and the laptop and i realized why i was sleeping in the living room cause i dont have a bedroom anymore. Namesake( frankly i couldnt care less)

2) Woke up, and what is the first thing i do instead of brushing my teeth??? I switch on the pc and play a java game till my mouth stinks so bad and i need coffee and i have to brush so i run back to the living room grab the ipod put it on and then start brushing to the tunes of RHCP.

3) I drank coffee and got the papers and was frantically search for the cartoon column(gimme a break its a sunday i dont care for events around the world i just wanna smile early in the morning)

4) Then i go house hunting with my dad in the remote parts at the edge of the city. reason i accompanied him only cause he would probably let me drive his ikon and so he does. BUt there is a big catch. When i drive with my dad by my side the speedometer almost has to absolutely stay below 20. ALWAYS. So here i was drivin at 2km per hour and feeling the speedometer cursing me while tortoses on the road beat me to the crossing while ridiculing me while i go " dad 4 the love of all that is natural and wonderful c'mon i'm in 2nd gear at 2km phour HAVE MERCY"

All of a sudden there's a scorpio a mile away.

5) Here's the deal , a staright 5 km fucking road and im drivin slower than a snail and a scorpio is coming towards me from a mile away and my dad goes "STOPPPPPPPPPPPP! what the fuck is wrong with you???? You almost hit that other car on the road. You're crazy man. CRAZY i tell ya". Then after 22 min of a super duper lecture on how much you can torture you'r car by driving below zero speeds , the scorpio finally passes us with a safe distance of 10 feet. I was like WOW. Thats all i could say. Without my dad in the next seat driving is a breeze. With him i have no words to describe. I come back home and do chores for an hour.

6) Then i accidentally break a glass bottle full of mirchi which sets off my mom for an hour. I eat then i went to bed. Woke up at 445. A buddy came dropped off the new family guy season 6 dvd. Had some chicken snack then came back home then i vaguely remember anything at all and here iam typin away at 11 in the night. I know for sure i'm going to bunk tomorrow and watch the new simpsons movie.

7) Two disgusting fat lizards are making sweet sweet love on my fridge which i rudely interrupted for my ice cream. The night security guard who's supposed to protect us from murderers and rapists and thieves all night is sleepin like a rock. Dont care.

8)Huge bats with a 3 feet wing span are flying all over my ass on the terrace shitting their precious shit all over the place. Here's an interesting fact my 1st year physics sir was kind enough to share with us during our ultrasonics class, bats apparently eat and shit from their mouth and they dont have any assholes. Eat and crap from the same place. SO here's my rhetorical question. What would you call a bat's poo? (a) shit or crap (b) Vomit or puke.............???????????????????

think about that for a moment.....

Just some lyrics that kick ass!

Songs, music, we all listen and sing along irrespective of many of us being different types of sadists. Whether you're a gem of a person or the nazi dictator himself one thing is for sure. You all love you'r own style of music and are proud of it. Music is a reflection of self. Something in music, something in the beat that makes us go wild, sometimes makes you wanna dance butt naked in the bus stop with not a care in the world. Don't kid yourself you all love some particular song you act as if you sang it and own it. All you people out there reading this right now occasionally but most definately, close their bedroom doors make sure no one is peeping and lip sync their ass off pretending to hold you'r comb as a mic and thousands of people yelling out for you while you sing that song along infront of the mirror or atleast head bang like crazy. All you bastards do it. I know!

That's how music makes us feel. Now there are thousands of genres and types of songs. Some songs you like for its beautiful tone no matter if the guy is saying repeatedly we just love it cause he keeps saying it, feels so good, while some have no beats whatsoever but the lyrics kick ass like eminem's just same one standard rhythm beat but the lyrics are god sent. It's what in a song that makes us feel the way we do. Love the feeling when metallica is played in my car (especially King nothing and enter sandman), while i love the coldplay's soothing music when i go to sleep or i reflect on things, at the same time i need punk rock early in the morning to jump start a day. If you can manage to keep sane and pleasantly happy for the first 2 hours you got up then rest assured your day will be almost shit free. Songs that have kick ass guitar and lyrics don't mean crap or the other way around they still ROCK. Sometimes i need order in my life and sometimes i need total mayhem chaos all around to let it all go. So here's a small part of my fav lyrics. Must haves. Download them if you can and listen to them. Who knows... you might love it.

P.S : There are many many many many more but these are the things i'm listening to right now and so i'm posting them.

Bittersweet : By Apocalyptica

I’m giving up the ghost of love

in the shadows cast on devotion

She is the one that I adore

creed of my silent suffocation

Break this bittersweet spell on me

lost in the arms of destiny

Bittersweet

I won’t give up

I’m possessed by her

I'm bearing her cross

She's turned into my curse

Break this bittersweet spell on me

lost in the arms of destiny

Bittersweet I want you

I’m only wanting you And I need you

I’m only needing you

Through the glass : By Stone Sour

I'm looking at you through the glass

Don't know how much time has passed

Oh God it feels like forever

But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home

Sitting all alone inside your head

How do you feel?

That is the question But I forget you don't expect an easy answer

When something like a soul becomes initialized

And folded up like paper dolls and little notes

You can't expect a bit of hope

So while you're outside looking in Describing what you seeRemember what you're staring at is me

'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass

How much is real? So much to question

An epidemic of the mannequins contaminating everything

We thought came from the heart

But never did right from the start

Just listen to the noises (Null and void instead of voices)

Before you tell yourself

It's just a different scene

Remember it's just different from what you've seen

I'm looking at you through the glass Don't know how much time has passed And all I know is that it feels like forever

And it's the stars

The stars that shine for you

And it's the stars

The stars that lie to you, yeah ah

And it's the stars

The stars that shine for you

And it's the stars

The stars that lie to you, yeah ah

I'm looking at you through the glass...

I Disappear : By Metallica (Its basically nothing but metal, but i like this particular part)

Hey, hey, hey

Ain't no mercy, ain't no mercy there for me,

Hey, hey, hey

Ain't no mercy, ain't no mercy there for me,

I'm pain, I'm hope, I'm suffer

Yeah, hey, hey, hey

Ain't no mercy, ain't no mercy there for me

Do you bury me when I'm gone

Do you teach me while I'm here

Just as soon as I belong, then it's time I disappear!

Thin air : By Pearl Jam

There's a light, when my baby's in my arms.

There's a light, when the window shades are drawn.

Hesitate when I feel I may do harm to her.

Wash it off cause this feeling we can share.

And I know she's reached my heart in thin air.

Byzantine is reflected in our pond.

There's a cloud, but the water remains calm.

Reaching in the suns fingers clutch the dawn to pass.

Even out, it's a precious thing to bear.

And I know she's reached my heart in thin air.

Yes I know she's reached my heart in thin air.

It's not in my past to presume.

Love can keep on moving in both directions.

How to be happy and true is the quest we're taking on together.

Take it on, on, on, on, on.

Take it on, on, on, on, on.

There's a light when my baby's in my arms.

And I know she's reached my heart in thin air.

Yes i know she's reached my heart.

CHAIN LETTERS! not a big fan

Hello, my name is Alfonso Merkin. I am suffering from rare and deadly diseases, poor scores on final exams, lack of sexual activity, fear of being kidnapped and executed by anal electrocution, and guilt for not sending out 50 billion fucking forwards sent to me by people who actually believe that if you send them, that poor 6 year old girl in Arkansas with lung cancer brought on by second-hand smoke from the cigarettes smoked by the big bad men who kidnapped her and took pornographic pictures of her for use on their child pornography web site will get 6 fucking cents every time you send me the letter. Do you honestly believe that Bill Gates is going to give $1000 to you and everyone you send "his" message?How fucking stupid are you? Ooooh, looky here! If I scroll down this page and make a wish, I'll get laid by every Victoria's Secret model in the catalog! What a bunch of bullshit. So basically, this message is a big fuck YOU to all the people out there who have nothing better to do than to send me stupid chain mail forwards. Maybe the evil chain letter leprechauns will come into my apartment and sodomize me in my sleep for not continuing the chain which was started by Jesus in 5 A.D. and was brought to this country by midget pilgrims on the Mayflower and if it makes it to the year 2000, it'll be in the Guinness Book of World Records for longest continuous streak of blatant stupidity. Fuck them. If you're going to forward something, at least send something mildly amusing. I've seen all the "send this to 50 of your closest friends, and this poor, wretched excuse for a human being will somehow receive a nickel from some 'omniscient being'" forwards about 90 times. I don't fucking care. Show a little intelligence and think about what you're actually contributing to by sending out forwards. Chances are it's your own unpopularity.P.S. Please forward this to at least 50 of your best friends!

THE FOUR BASIC TYPES OF CHAIN LETTERS:
Chain Letter Type 1
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Make a wish!!!














Really, go on and make one!!!












Oh please, she'll never go out with you!!!















Wish something else!!!











Not that, you pervert!!












Is your finger getting tired yet?











STOP!!!!Wasn't that fun?
Hope you made a great wish. Now, to make you feel guilty, here's what I'll do. First of all, if you don't send this to 5096 people in the next 5 seconds, you will be raped by a mad goat and then thrown off a high building into a pile of manure. It's true! Because, THIS letter isn't like all of those fake ones, THIS one is TRUE!! Really!!! Here's how it goes:
*Send this to 1 person: One person will be pissed off at you for sending them a stupid chain letter.
*Send this to 2-5 people: 2-5 people will be pissed off at you for sending them a stupid chain letter.
*Send this to 5-10 people: 5-10 people will be pissed off at you for sending them a stupid chain letter.
*Send this to 10-20 people: 10-20 people will be pissed off at you for sending them a stupid chain letter.Thanks!!!! Good Luck!!!-------------------------------------------------------
Chain Letter Type 2

Hello, and thank you for reading this letter. You see, there is a starving little boy in Baklaliviatatlaglooshen who has no arms, no legs, no parents, and no goats. This little boy's life could be saved, because for every time you pass this on, a dollar will be donated to the Little Starving Legless Armless Goatless Boy from Baklaliviatatlaglooshen Fund. Remember, we have no way of counting letters sent and this is all bull. So go on, reach out. Send this to 5 people in the next 47 seconds. Oh, and a reminder - if you accidentally send this to 4 or 6 people, you will die instantly. Thanks again!!-------------------------------------------------------


Chain Letter Type 3
Hi there!! This chain letter has been in existence since 1897. This is absolutely incredible because there was no email then and probably not as many little 8 year olds writing chain letters. So this is how it works. Pass this on to 15,067 people in the next 7 minutes or something horrible will happen to you like:Queer Horror
Story #1 Miranda Pinsley was walking home from school on Saturday. She had recently recieved this letter and ignored it. She then tripped in a crack in the sidewalk, fell into the sewer, was gushed down a drainpipe in a flood of shit, and went flying out over a waterfall. Not only did she smell nasty, she died. This Could Happen To You!!!Queer Horror

Story #2 Dexter Bip, a 13 year old boy, got a chain letter in his mail and ignored it. Later that day, he was hit by a car and so was his boyfriend (hey, some people swing that way). They both died and went to hell. They continued to suffer in hell where they were both cursed to eat adorable kittens every day for eternity. This Could Happen To You!!!Remember, you could end up like Pinsley and Bip did. Just send this letter to all of your loser friends, and everything will be Ok.-------------------------------------------------------

Chain Letter Type 4
As if you care, here is a poem that I wrote. Send it to every one of your friends.Friends
A friend is someone who is always at your side,
A friend is someone who likes you even though you smell like poop,
A friend is someone who likes you even though you're disgustingly ugly,
A friend is someone who cleans up for you after you've soiled yourself,
A friend is someone who stays with you all night while you cry about your loser life,
A friend is someone who pretends they like you when they really think you should be raped by a mad goat and then thrown to vicious dogs,
A friend is someone who scrubs your toilet and vacuums and then gets the check and leaves and doesn't speak much English - no sorry that's the cleaning lady,
A friend is not someone who sends you chain letters because he wants his wish of being rich to come true.Now pass this on! If you don't, you'll be eaten by wild mutts!-----------------------------------------------------------

There. Now that we've covered and dumped on the four main types of chain letters, onto the ironic part. In order for this to get any popularity, send it on!!! If you don't think it was funny at all, don't bother, but otherwise forward this sucker to everyone you know!! If you don't, I don't care, but why not show this around? Take two minutes and forward it. Thanks! Remember, the moral of the story is, if you get a chain letter, ignore it. If it's a joke or something, send it, sure, but if it's gonna make people feel guilty (i.e. the willieless boy from Baklaliviatatlaglooshen) or nervous (i.e. Miranda Pinsley who ended up n a waterfall of turds) just delete it. Do yourself a favor, and everyone else in the world, and say:



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CHAIN LETTERS!!"