This is another one of my all time favorite SYTYCD dance routines. Benji and Heidi Mambo.
Benji is of course my all-time favorite dancer on the show. And even though I didn't like Heidi (his cousin) all that much, (her face looks like a scrawny cat and she's way too thin), but this dance was as if they could do no wrong. Breathtaking!
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Hip Hip Chin Chin
This dance routine is soo freaking sexy. The song, her legs, the body movement at 0:40 "hip-hip chin-chin". Holy smokes! Lacey is soo meant for this dance. She is just the right amount of nasty. Wish I could move my legs like that!
The subject for tonight's lecture is rythm.
The driving force that holds our lives together
Without rythm your heart wouldn't be
Without direction
Without moves
Without shakes
And so tonight we say hip hip chin chin.
Amen!
The subject for tonight's lecture is rythm.
The driving force that holds our lives together
Without rythm your heart wouldn't be
Without direction
Without moves
Without shakes
And so tonight we say hip hip chin chin.
Amen!
BITCH SLAP
This is a new word I'm obsessed it. It just has that 'it' factor. And sounds so sexy. And powerful. And an awesome vent for frustration :D
BOOM CHIK BOOM
BOOOM BOOM-BOOM, BOOM-BOOM, BOO-BOOM.
This tune has been stuck in my head a while now. Can't remember where it comes from though.
How long did it take you to master this art of being sooo annoying? Or were you born with it?
Shoo!
Definition of XD
1. An internet expression that will hopefully replace LOL as the laughing symbol.
2. An internet expression that gets annoying if overused.
1. (the right way to use it)
Person 1: *tells a dumb joke*
Person 2: You try so hard that it's funny. XD
2. (the wrong way to use it)
Person 1: I walked my dog earlier.
Person 2: XD
Person 1: Then I fed the cat
Person 2: XD
Person 1: AHH I'M TALKING TO AN AUTO-RESPONDING XD MACHINE!
Person 2: XD
Person 1: Die.
Person 2: XD
XD
This tune has been stuck in my head a while now. Can't remember where it comes from though.
How long did it take you to master this art of being sooo annoying? Or were you born with it?
Shoo!
Definition of XD
1. An internet expression that will hopefully replace LOL as the laughing symbol.
2. An internet expression that gets annoying if overused.
1. (the right way to use it)
Person 1: *tells a dumb joke*
Person 2: You try so hard that it's funny. XD
2. (the wrong way to use it)
Person 1: I walked my dog earlier.
Person 2: XD
Person 1: Then I fed the cat
Person 2: XD
Person 1: AHH I'M TALKING TO AN AUTO-RESPONDING XD MACHINE!
Person 2: XD
Person 1: Die.
Person 2: XD
XD
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
In mathematics, you don't understand things. You just get used to them.
I am currently trying to get used to PDEs and Fourier series and crap like that, which obviously ain't happening, what with the existence of Facebook, Bejewelled and quotes on mathematics.
I am very tempted to skip this test, but I shouldn't.
I am always very busy and always very free. No matter how much work I have, I can somehow always find the time to watch the latest episodes of TV shows. And no matter how free I am, I cannot understand why people walk slowly, when I prefer to charge through as if there were cops chasing me.
I do not like being told what to do. If I want to do something, I will do it. If you TELL me to do it, I will not. At least not pleasantly. I will curse and frown and curse and make it totally unpleasant for you. I'm just saying.
I am very tempted to skip this test, but I shouldn't.
I am always very busy and always very free. No matter how much work I have, I can somehow always find the time to watch the latest episodes of TV shows. And no matter how free I am, I cannot understand why people walk slowly, when I prefer to charge through as if there were cops chasing me.
I do not like being told what to do. If I want to do something, I will do it. If you TELL me to do it, I will not. At least not pleasantly. I will curse and frown and curse and make it totally unpleasant for you. I'm just saying.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
16 THINGS TO DO AT WAL-MART
1. Get 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's carts when they aren't looking.
2. Set all the alarm clocks in Electronics to go off at 5-minute intervals.
3. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest rooms.
4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone,
" 'Code 3' in housewares"... and see what happens.
5. Go the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M's on lay away.
6. Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.
7. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other shoppers you'll invite them in if they'll bring pillows from the bedding department.
8. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask,
"Why can't you people just leave me alone?"
9. Look right into the security camera & use it as a mirror, and pick your nose.
10. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the clerk if he knows where the anti - depressants are.
11. Dart around the store suspiciously loudly humming the "Mission Impossible" theme.
12. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna look" using different size funnels.
13. Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through,
say "PICK ME!" "PICK ME!"
14. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume the fetal position and scream..
"NO! NO! It's those voices again!!"
15. Go into a fitting room and shut the door and wait a while and then yell, very loudly, "There is no toilet paper in here!
16. Get several bouncy balls and throw them down an aisle shouting "pikachu, I choose you!"
2. Set all the alarm clocks in Electronics to go off at 5-minute intervals.
3. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest rooms.
4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone,
" 'Code 3' in housewares"... and see what happens.
5. Go the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M's on lay away.
6. Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.
7. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other shoppers you'll invite them in if they'll bring pillows from the bedding department.
8. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask,
"Why can't you people just leave me alone?"
9. Look right into the security camera & use it as a mirror, and pick your nose.
10. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the clerk if he knows where the anti - depressants are.
11. Dart around the store suspiciously loudly humming the "Mission Impossible" theme.
12. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna look" using different size funnels.
13. Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through,
say "PICK ME!" "PICK ME!"
14. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume the fetal position and scream..
"NO! NO! It's those voices again!!"
15. Go into a fitting room and shut the door and wait a while and then yell, very loudly, "There is no toilet paper in here!
16. Get several bouncy balls and throw them down an aisle shouting "pikachu, I choose you!"
Monday, November 23, 2009
Bumbling bee
'lol' officially means I don't know what to say to that, or I'm too lazy to think of a more appropriate reply. Really.
I've been known to over-react to things in the past.
I've realized that the past never really goes away. No matter how hard you work to suppress it and remove it, it comes back to bite you in the ass the moment you let your guard down.
I tend to block things in my mind. Anything that was unpleasant, that I felt guilty or bad about, I tend to bury. Some things even to the extent that I don't even remember the good parts.
Sometimes I wonder why I can't let myself be happy. Why do I have to find some way or another to bring myself down? Why is depression my normal state of mind?
I've also realized that I get claustrophobic of staying in the same place for too long. Why do I get used to places so quickly? Why does nothing stay new for long? Why do I always want to leave places, people, behind? What am I trying to escape?
I don't know why I have this urge and need to sort things out. I cannot just let things be, I don't know how to let things go. This applies to how I feel as well. I need to know how I feel about things, and in order to do that I need to be able to say it to someone. Since I currently lack people to say it to, I blog about it. I need to put my opinions out there, maybe in a vain attempt to make myself matter. Or in order to not go crazy.
I can't remember the last easy conversation I had. Where I was totally comfortable with the person I was talking to, and did not have to whack my brain. I miss my friends :(
I've been known to over-react to things in the past.
I've realized that the past never really goes away. No matter how hard you work to suppress it and remove it, it comes back to bite you in the ass the moment you let your guard down.
I tend to block things in my mind. Anything that was unpleasant, that I felt guilty or bad about, I tend to bury. Some things even to the extent that I don't even remember the good parts.
Sometimes I wonder why I can't let myself be happy. Why do I have to find some way or another to bring myself down? Why is depression my normal state of mind?
I've also realized that I get claustrophobic of staying in the same place for too long. Why do I get used to places so quickly? Why does nothing stay new for long? Why do I always want to leave places, people, behind? What am I trying to escape?
I don't know why I have this urge and need to sort things out. I cannot just let things be, I don't know how to let things go. This applies to how I feel as well. I need to know how I feel about things, and in order to do that I need to be able to say it to someone. Since I currently lack people to say it to, I blog about it. I need to put my opinions out there, maybe in a vain attempt to make myself matter. Or in order to not go crazy.
I can't remember the last easy conversation I had. Where I was totally comfortable with the person I was talking to, and did not have to whack my brain. I miss my friends :(
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Enigma
I am trying to understand something today. It is way beyond my comprehension, but I am trying. Because not understanding it would confirm a theory I had a long time ago, (actually not allll that long ago) - that all men suck. And if that is true, I shall lose my faith in men-kind, which won't be the best thing ever.
I am trying to understand why most people in this culture are so desperate to get laid. Other than the sex part. And the baser nature and instinct part. I get that part. What I do not get is that is that really all that matters to them? Like REALLY? Seriously?
How desperate can a person be for a one night stand that they are willing to overlook the fact that any future interaction with the other person is going to be extremely awkward and unpleasant, to say the least? Are a few seconds (yeah seconds) of feeling good really worth turning into a monster? Does it make you feel more manly? Strong? Powerful? A rapist??
Are you really that shallow and full of self-loathing that you had to violate another person to feel good about yourself? The more I get to know you, the more I pity you than hate you.
And yeah, don't even try and tell me oh-no-I-am-not-that-type, we can have a relationship if you want. If a girl believes you when you say that when you’re piss drunk and ready to pass out, then maybe she does deserve you.
I understand the cultural difference part, but why does any culture have to be like that? Is this really the great Western culture we are all, consciously or unconsciously, trying to emulate?
I know a lot of people tend to blame girls for getting raped. Oh ya, her wearing a sleeveless top is what make you a bastard isn’t it, not the fact that something is fucking wrong with you.
One argument you could make is what’s so wrong with sex anyway? The other argument is, what is so great about it anyway?
This post is dedicated to all those people who have ever been in a position where they have felt sexually threatened by any other person. Believe me, it is not your fault, not in the least, not if someone tries doing something to you against your will. Do NOT blame yourself. Of course unless you wanted them to.
But it IS your fault if you let them. It is NOT ok for you to say “oh it's a cultural difference”. Or maybe if you were raised here you have become so used to it you think it is ok. It is NOT. Heck which culture says it's ok to violate another human being? The whole continent of America seems big on respecting the privacy of other people, how about we respect the physical privacy as well?
I have always loathed those roadside-romeos on the roads of my city, but now I'm forced to think, is there a worse kind? At least those people know their place, they don't force you to do something you really don’t want to, not without the fear of jail.
p.s. To any of you who may feel worried about me after reading this post, I am fine. These are just my observations, not experiences. Thankfully.
I am trying to understand why most people in this culture are so desperate to get laid. Other than the sex part. And the baser nature and instinct part. I get that part. What I do not get is that is that really all that matters to them? Like REALLY? Seriously?
How desperate can a person be for a one night stand that they are willing to overlook the fact that any future interaction with the other person is going to be extremely awkward and unpleasant, to say the least? Are a few seconds (yeah seconds) of feeling good really worth turning into a monster? Does it make you feel more manly? Strong? Powerful? A rapist??
Are you really that shallow and full of self-loathing that you had to violate another person to feel good about yourself? The more I get to know you, the more I pity you than hate you.
And yeah, don't even try and tell me oh-no-I-am-not-that-type, we can have a relationship if you want. If a girl believes you when you say that when you’re piss drunk and ready to pass out, then maybe she does deserve you.
I understand the cultural difference part, but why does any culture have to be like that? Is this really the great Western culture we are all, consciously or unconsciously, trying to emulate?
I know a lot of people tend to blame girls for getting raped. Oh ya, her wearing a sleeveless top is what make you a bastard isn’t it, not the fact that something is fucking wrong with you.
One argument you could make is what’s so wrong with sex anyway? The other argument is, what is so great about it anyway?
This post is dedicated to all those people who have ever been in a position where they have felt sexually threatened by any other person. Believe me, it is not your fault, not in the least, not if someone tries doing something to you against your will. Do NOT blame yourself. Of course unless you wanted them to.
But it IS your fault if you let them. It is NOT ok for you to say “oh it's a cultural difference”. Or maybe if you were raised here you have become so used to it you think it is ok. It is NOT. Heck which culture says it's ok to violate another human being? The whole continent of America seems big on respecting the privacy of other people, how about we respect the physical privacy as well?
I have always loathed those roadside-romeos on the roads of my city, but now I'm forced to think, is there a worse kind? At least those people know their place, they don't force you to do something you really don’t want to, not without the fear of jail.
p.s. To any of you who may feel worried about me after reading this post, I am fine. These are just my observations, not experiences. Thankfully.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Something to think about.
I found something similar on the wall post of someone on Facebook.
I honestly can't think of the answer to all these questions.
1. Your BFF.
2. Your most recent crush.
3. Someone who can make you smile.
4. Someone with amazing hair.
5. Someone you trust.
6. Someone emotional.
7. A boy who makes you laugh.
8. A girl who makes you laugh.
9. Someone you miss.
10. Someone you think is weird.
11. Someone you think is unique. (in a non-weird way :P )
12. 3 people you have had memorable experiences with.
13. Someone with beautiful eyes.
14. Someone perverted.
15. Your most memorable birthday.
16. The most memorable birthday celebration of someone you know.
17. Someone with an amazing voice.
18. Someone with an amazing personality.
19. Someone who can sweet talk you into doing something you normally wouldn't.
20. Someone who can talk their way out of anything.
21. Someone who is very sure of their future.
22. Someone fashionable.
23. Someone you are glad you met.
24. Someone you wish you had never met.
25. Someone you know and would like to get to know better.
I honestly can't think of the answer to all these questions.
1. Your BFF.
2. Your most recent crush.
3. Someone who can make you smile.
4. Someone with amazing hair.
5. Someone you trust.
6. Someone emotional.
7. A boy who makes you laugh.
8. A girl who makes you laugh.
9. Someone you miss.
10. Someone you think is weird.
11. Someone you think is unique. (in a non-weird way :P )
12. 3 people you have had memorable experiences with.
13. Someone with beautiful eyes.
14. Someone perverted.
15. Your most memorable birthday.
16. The most memorable birthday celebration of someone you know.
17. Someone with an amazing voice.
18. Someone with an amazing personality.
19. Someone who can sweet talk you into doing something you normally wouldn't.
20. Someone who can talk their way out of anything.
21. Someone who is very sure of their future.
22. Someone fashionable.
23. Someone you are glad you met.
24. Someone you wish you had never met.
25. Someone you know and would like to get to know better.
Me.
I'm the kind of person who thinks it's her duty to cheer people up when they are bored or pissed or depressed. I am also a person who feels that if I tell you that I am bored or pissed or depressed, it is your duty to try to cheer me up. I find it selfish and mean and jerk-like behavior if you don't.
I also don't like seasonal friends, who are friendly with you when it is convenient for them, but are too busy to be believable when their purpose has been served.
I am a person who believes in the importance of having, and keeping friends. That being said, I understand that people get busy, and can't find the time to keep in touch. I also believe that this doesn't make them bad people, just removes them from the list of your close friends, and they should be willing to accept this change.
I'm a person who jels perfectly with some people instantly, but can't stand others equally fast.
I hate it when people misspell or use wrong grammar - specially 'your' instead of 'you're' and stuff like that. It just makes me feel that they are illiterate. Even though I may make the same error sometimes.
I tend to get stuck on one song at a time, when I will listen to it so many times within a short span of time that I get sick of it and can finally move on to the next one.
I also tend to adapt to new places fairly easily and quickly, and almost forget of the life that existed before I moved to this new place.
I am a person who sucks at programming. Initially I used to believe it was for lack of trying, but over the course of 5 years and 7 languages, I have realized it is just not something I was meant to do. I can do the more basic stuff, but the moment it turns ugly and complicated, I flee.
I am a person who excessively and exclusively watches TV series. I've seen about 27 of them, most of them completely. I completed 6 seasons of the series 24 in 7 days. Each season has 24 episodes of about 42 minutes. During this time I slept only in the day and left the room only to shower or get food. It is the single biggest achievement of my life.
The only sport I have ever actually been interested in watching is cricket. I can't play any sports. Not if my life depended on it.
And I can't dance. Though I absolutely totally love watching people dance. Everytime I see a particularly amazing dance, I get this great desire to learn dance. I can sometimes even convince myself that I in reality know how to dance and just haven't realized it yet, so if I start learning, I will discover that I am a natural at it. This feeling of course disappears the moment I actually try dancing.
I am a person who tells you to your face if you are being stupid, or annoying me.
I am a person who was not born with a generous helping of patience. There is only so much I can take before exploding in a banter of piercing words, where I curse and blame and rave at whoever is most accessible.
I hate it when people ask me questions about what my life is like. If you really want to know, don't ask. I tend to talk a lot. I will most probably end up telling you about everything that is happening in my life if you don't ask me. And ya, I talk. A lot.
I hate it when people walk slowly. Especially when they walk in groups of 3-4 and block the entire walkway such that there is no way of getting through except to rudely brush them aside and then say 'excuse me'.
I think black is the sexiest colour, though it is technically not a colour, especially in clothes.
I hate it when people don't reply to messages (sms, chat) or calls. I can understand that sometimes you might be busy or just didn't check your phone or computer for a while, but doing it often is just plain vain. What are you trying to prove, that you are the centre of the universe and are too busy to respond to us lesser mortals?
I can't take compliments. I feel like you are mocking me or have an ulterior motive if you compliment me, so don't mind my 'oh really?' reaction instead of the expected 'thank you :)'.
I am a person who cannot stand people who are slow. Or mind-numbingly boring.
I also can't stand soft sissy guys. Man up!
I'm not a fan of clingy, needy people, though I do share some traits with them I think.
But what I hate most are the damsel-in-distress, come-save-me kind of girls.
I also cannot stand people who are too touchy, because my general conversation revolves around pulling your leg. If you lie in the category of people who blaze up at every single topic and feel like I'm insulting you, sorry, we can't be friends.
I am a person who can cry her eyes out at every Grey's Anatomy or OTH episode or heartbreaks which happen in her imagination, but somehow cannot shed tears at the passing away of near ones.
I am mean.
I am weird.
I am me.
I also don't like seasonal friends, who are friendly with you when it is convenient for them, but are too busy to be believable when their purpose has been served.
I am a person who believes in the importance of having, and keeping friends. That being said, I understand that people get busy, and can't find the time to keep in touch. I also believe that this doesn't make them bad people, just removes them from the list of your close friends, and they should be willing to accept this change.
I'm a person who jels perfectly with some people instantly, but can't stand others equally fast.
I hate it when people misspell or use wrong grammar - specially 'your' instead of 'you're' and stuff like that. It just makes me feel that they are illiterate. Even though I may make the same error sometimes.
I tend to get stuck on one song at a time, when I will listen to it so many times within a short span of time that I get sick of it and can finally move on to the next one.
I also tend to adapt to new places fairly easily and quickly, and almost forget of the life that existed before I moved to this new place.
I am a person who sucks at programming. Initially I used to believe it was for lack of trying, but over the course of 5 years and 7 languages, I have realized it is just not something I was meant to do. I can do the more basic stuff, but the moment it turns ugly and complicated, I flee.
I am a person who excessively and exclusively watches TV series. I've seen about 27 of them, most of them completely. I completed 6 seasons of the series 24 in 7 days. Each season has 24 episodes of about 42 minutes. During this time I slept only in the day and left the room only to shower or get food. It is the single biggest achievement of my life.
The only sport I have ever actually been interested in watching is cricket. I can't play any sports. Not if my life depended on it.
And I can't dance. Though I absolutely totally love watching people dance. Everytime I see a particularly amazing dance, I get this great desire to learn dance. I can sometimes even convince myself that I in reality know how to dance and just haven't realized it yet, so if I start learning, I will discover that I am a natural at it. This feeling of course disappears the moment I actually try dancing.
I am a person who tells you to your face if you are being stupid, or annoying me.
I am a person who was not born with a generous helping of patience. There is only so much I can take before exploding in a banter of piercing words, where I curse and blame and rave at whoever is most accessible.
I hate it when people ask me questions about what my life is like. If you really want to know, don't ask. I tend to talk a lot. I will most probably end up telling you about everything that is happening in my life if you don't ask me. And ya, I talk. A lot.
I hate it when people walk slowly. Especially when they walk in groups of 3-4 and block the entire walkway such that there is no way of getting through except to rudely brush them aside and then say 'excuse me'.
I think black is the sexiest colour, though it is technically not a colour, especially in clothes.
I hate it when people don't reply to messages (sms, chat) or calls. I can understand that sometimes you might be busy or just didn't check your phone or computer for a while, but doing it often is just plain vain. What are you trying to prove, that you are the centre of the universe and are too busy to respond to us lesser mortals?
I can't take compliments. I feel like you are mocking me or have an ulterior motive if you compliment me, so don't mind my 'oh really?' reaction instead of the expected 'thank you :)'.
I am a person who cannot stand people who are slow. Or mind-numbingly boring.
I also can't stand soft sissy guys. Man up!
I'm not a fan of clingy, needy people, though I do share some traits with them I think.
But what I hate most are the damsel-in-distress, come-save-me kind of girls.
I also cannot stand people who are too touchy, because my general conversation revolves around pulling your leg. If you lie in the category of people who blaze up at every single topic and feel like I'm insulting you, sorry, we can't be friends.
I am a person who can cry her eyes out at every Grey's Anatomy or OTH episode or heartbreaks which happen in her imagination, but somehow cannot shed tears at the passing away of near ones.
I am mean.
I am weird.
I am me.
Monday, November 16, 2009
bak bak
IF NUS is No Use Studying, then YORK should be Your Only Real Killer :D
I roasted chestnuts today. Three of them. I'm left with 7 now. I shall boil 3 of them. Then I shall decide which way I like better, and do that with the remaining four.
A random thought which came into my head the other night after seeing the frog-princess dance on Episode 13 of SYTYCD Season 6 is that why is the frog always a guy? As in why can't the gal be the ugly one and the handsome prince goes and kisses her and she transforms into a beautiful princess. My explanation is that guys would never be able to look past the physical unattractiveness and would never fall for the frog(ess?) and she would forever be a frog.
Ok ya they have the tortured Cinderella kind of girls whom princes fall for, but it is not the same thing. That is just the male ego being satisfied by being the rescuer.
Am I being too bitter and reading too much into nothing? Probably. It's still early morning for me and I want to lie down and sleep again. But I need to go collect my laundry first.
I roasted chestnuts today. Three of them. I'm left with 7 now. I shall boil 3 of them. Then I shall decide which way I like better, and do that with the remaining four.
A random thought which came into my head the other night after seeing the frog-princess dance on Episode 13 of SYTYCD Season 6 is that why is the frog always a guy? As in why can't the gal be the ugly one and the handsome prince goes and kisses her and she transforms into a beautiful princess. My explanation is that guys would never be able to look past the physical unattractiveness and would never fall for the frog(ess?) and she would forever be a frog.
Ok ya they have the tortured Cinderella kind of girls whom princes fall for, but it is not the same thing. That is just the male ego being satisfied by being the rescuer.
Am I being too bitter and reading too much into nothing? Probably. It's still early morning for me and I want to lie down and sleep again. But I need to go collect my laundry first.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Maut tu ek kavitaa hai
Maut tu ek kavitaa hai,
Mujhse ek kavita ka vada hai, milegi mujhko.
Doobti nabzon mein jab dard ko neend aane lage,
Zard sa chehra liye chaand ufaq tak pahunche,
Din abhi paani mein ho, raat kinaare ke kareeb.
Na andhera na ujaala ho, na abhi raat na din,
Jism jab khatam ho, aur rooh ko jab saans aaye,
Mujhse ek kavita ka waada hai, milegi mujhko.
- Anand
Mujhse ek kavita ka vada hai, milegi mujhko.
Doobti nabzon mein jab dard ko neend aane lage,
Zard sa chehra liye chaand ufaq tak pahunche,
Din abhi paani mein ho, raat kinaare ke kareeb.
Na andhera na ujaala ho, na abhi raat na din,
Jism jab khatam ho, aur rooh ko jab saans aaye,
Mujhse ek kavita ka waada hai, milegi mujhko.
- Anand
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Why are some conversations so much harder than others?
In this digital age that we live in, where all data can be permanently deleted, it becomes even harder to accept that certain memories cannot be wiped out forever.
Have you ever wondered if the people whom you are jealous of are ever jealous of you?
The worst calamities are those that make us laugh.
- Nabeel in Amreeka
No more diets. I'm sick of diets. This is my body. If you like it, good for you. If you don't, then don't look at me.
- Muna in Amreeka
Have you ever wondered if the people whom you are jealous of are ever jealous of you?
The worst calamities are those that make us laugh.
- Nabeel in Amreeka
No more diets. I'm sick of diets. This is my body. If you like it, good for you. If you don't, then don't look at me.
- Muna in Amreeka
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Men are from Mars, women are from Venus.
A fundamental difference I've noticed between girls and guys is that girls like to talk about things, why something is the way it is, where things are going, what the other person thinks, etc.
Guys, on the other, tend to avoid such conversations most times. They don't wanna talk about things. They want to leave things the way they are, and assume that they will work themselves out on their own, if they are meant to.
I admit that this has often irked, annoyed and even embarrassed me. It just does not strike me at the time that the conversation that I'm planning in my head may not be the best way to approach a situation.
What a waste of time misunderstandings are!
p.s. Response I got from someone : Not true. Both men and women avoid sensitive subjects, but the subjects that are hard for women are different than the ones for men.
Hmm. Really? Maybe. I really don't know.
Guys, on the other, tend to avoid such conversations most times. They don't wanna talk about things. They want to leave things the way they are, and assume that they will work themselves out on their own, if they are meant to.
I admit that this has often irked, annoyed and even embarrassed me. It just does not strike me at the time that the conversation that I'm planning in my head may not be the best way to approach a situation.
What a waste of time misunderstandings are!
p.s. Response I got from someone : Not true. Both men and women avoid sensitive subjects, but the subjects that are hard for women are different than the ones for men.
Hmm. Really? Maybe. I really don't know.
Friday, November 6, 2009
A quotation does nothing productive. But it can make you really, really famous.
"I have seen God. He bats at opening slot for India"
- Mathew Hayden
"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you. Then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness. A phrase as simple as 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love."
Watching you walk out of my life does not make me bitter or cynical about love. But rather makes me realize that if I wanted so much to be with the wrong person how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along.
The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.
Taken from an article on iDiva titled 'Since the day you were born':-
"Sometimes we forget that we have had no hand in our birth, we were brought to this life without our consent or knowledge. Our actual birth day was possibly very special and happy for our hopeful parents. But today, XX years later, unless you have turned out to be the genius the world has been waiting for, there is no pressing reason to celebrate the beginning of your life."
- Mathew Hayden
"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you. Then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness. A phrase as simple as 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love."
Watching you walk out of my life does not make me bitter or cynical about love. But rather makes me realize that if I wanted so much to be with the wrong person how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along.
The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.
Taken from an article on iDiva titled 'Since the day you were born':-
"Sometimes we forget that we have had no hand in our birth, we were brought to this life without our consent or knowledge. Our actual birth day was possibly very special and happy for our hopeful parents. But today, XX years later, unless you have turned out to be the genius the world has been waiting for, there is no pressing reason to celebrate the beginning of your life."
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