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Intellectual Masturbation - Who gives A F**K?
This blog is born out of the frustration that I am going through right now. This is pure blogorrhea. You can now go blogpimping about my latest blog all over the Blogslovakia. And by far, this is the most honest thing that I had ever written.
I just feel like blogging all these useless information to see if anyone still cares to read till the last line.
- The most honest piece of blog that I have ever read so far goes like this “I love porn.i also teach bible for kids in class four.” I do the same too. Well almost.. I watch porn, I visit porn sites, I have strange fetishes and at times I go to the church. I went to the church yesterday to shed my tears.
- I was very happy when I heard that Greg Chapell got slapped. I also think that Kris Srikanth talks nonsense just like his nephew who studied with me.
- I had my heart broken last month.
- The guy who inspired Abe Koshy has not yet read a single post of mine and I really don’t what is the power of his glasses nor do I know his dad’s name. I first heard the phase 'Indi Chini bayee bayee' from his mouth.Is this the true meaning of ‘an acquaintance’? Wish I had known him better..
- My brain functions to the full of its capacity only in these 3 places. My bathroom, my bed and my terrace where I jog. So next time when I decide to write a story, I’m going to have my computer shifted to any of these places.
- I believe in fairies, spirits, fantasies and magic. I have a box of spells for general happiness and health in my bedroom. The last spell that I tried was for a kiss and it never worked.
- I had my first crush when I was in my second standard on a cute little boy named as Gautham. I think I have had a new crush on a new boy every year. I am still single and I feel all the more singular on Valentine’s day. This year I’m going to spend 6 hours of that miserable day in a train journey.
- I don’t know my next-door neighbors. I don’t want to know them either.
- I applied for the post of a RJ last Sunday.
- I first heard the word ‘Fuck’ when I was 12 years old. When I was 13 years old I read my first Harold Robbins and I realized that kissing will never make a girl pregnant. The latest word that I heard was Fuckation which means a declaration or statement in which the speaker or utterer is indicating that they are completely and utterly in some sort of terrible predicament. Times have changed.
- I compulsively watch Headlines today for hours everyday.
- I feel unbelievably empty after the book. It is unnerving and strange.
- I am going to visit a tarot reader.
- I love Chaminda Vaas. It is more than 10 years now and how many of you know him anyway.
- I was a fashion disaster when I was in school. I didn’t know the damn difference between men’s and women’s shirts. I had no sense of style. I went to my tution dressed in yellow and green. I was the worst student of needlework and my teacher hit my knuckles for sucking completely in her subject. Today I am a damn fashion designer and a writer.
- I think that Paris Hilton and her bandwagon of skinny girls are really stupid. I also feel threatened by them because they would be soul cause of anorexia in younger women. I hate the fact that I can’t eat without feeling guilty.
- A note to the Northies – not all of you are Hollywood materials so stop acting that the only language that you know is English. By the way your Hinglish sucks.
- I hate heights. Anything above 10 feet freaks the shit out of me. I have a thing for tall men and men with long legs. Wait a minute! Doesn’t that mean the same?
- I started blogging to impress a guy intellectually. Today I blog because I want to blog. Period! I care a flying fuck about what he thinks.
- How many of you have heard about the Federated States of Micronesia? Do you really care? I do because I have always been fascinated with islands.
- I think Dhoni has great thighs, so does Roberto Carlos.
- How many of you guys out there know what a PMS could do to a girl’s psyche? We are not asking for your advice, we just expect you to listen. Try and be a little supportive, if you cant the least that you could do is shut up.
- I am an avid science fiction junkie. Unbelievable? Believe it.
- Indian politics is a fucking sham. Do you know any honest politicians?
25. Mr.Mister I give a rat's ass to what you think about my posts or about the chances that my book has. Keep you callous self to yourself and maybe you might nominated for the Hooker prize. And hell yeah! I need flattery to boost my ego.. Too bad that yo are not getting any..
This was pure Mental Ejaculation.
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