Nothing at all

An angry wind stirred up ghostly dust devils, dark bellied clouds scudded across the desert sky veiling the stars in casket grey.
I would have loved to start my blog like that but the problem is you got to think a lot for that, and well i'm the lazy kind. I just gave myself away, i copied that from that Tutankhamen lesson. Whatever man its still sounds really cool.
So I was banging my head on this really cool white wall that is located near my door looking for a topic to write about on my blog because you know i haven't written for a long time and i like writing, it helps relieve all the pressure on me : now don't give me that look you have no clue what ugly problems i face during the course of the day, I'll explain some other time, I know you guys missed me it's okay i understand but well a guys gotta do what a guys gotta do, now don'task me what that is, writers use it often so i thought well i should use it too, anyway as i was saying I was thinking and i didn't come upon any topic so i decided to write about : Nothing . (Wow that's one long sentence).
Yay i succeeded, the first writer in like ever to write a paragraph or two on 'Nothing', Yeah i know your impressed I can teach you how I do it. I take tutions anytime, anywhere just give me a call before you come cos well we both don't want you to see me wearing nothing dancing to the ketchup song (I'm kidding I don't do that, scouts honor)
So long suckers..

Doomed

So we have farewell preparations going on in my school. And everythings going smoothly. And BAM. The principal returns from where ever he'd gone and says the farewell date has been preponed by 5days.

We are 4days away from it and we have so much work to do. Including - Ordering food, Making those gifts, Invitations, Performances, Eating dinner, lunch, breakfast. We are DOOOMED.

Sometimes I wonder if the world is conspiring against me. Actually Im certain of it now.

Guilt

You keep telling yourself what you know. But what do you believe? What do you feel?
I feel just one emotion these days, Guilt.
I can't explain it, but it's there. Guilty over what you ask ? I don't know.
I feel there is something I'm missing out on, something I did but shouldn't have. What that thing is I don't know. I know it is guilt.
All I want to do now, is understand.

Two words for you

For all those of you, who bothered to write. Well done !
For those of you havn't yet. Well, you done ?

Anyway, HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Yes I know it's late. Dont be a spoilsport, wish me too. 

About Time

First post here. Hello.


I was out with friends today. Er, okay, not really friends. Out of the 15-odd people, I knew say 5-6 people. Mixed Crowd (I mention mixed crowd coz this is Abu Dhabi. Different scene here).
The guys stood to one side and the girls stood to other side. Rarely was there interaction between the two sides. And that confused me since everyone knew everyone (except me) and it's not as if they hadn't hung out with the opposite sex before.
It took food to get the two sides to come together and join in holy comradeship. And that struck me strange. I spoke about this to one of the girls (one of the sensible ones, thank god) and she said that to break the ice, it takes time. And that too struck me as strange because why do you need to "break the ice" between friends??
What am I missing here?

recipe for a successful(or otherwise)blog

1.one deprived individual(although sometimes,more the merrier)
2.internet access
4.internet-enabled device
5.lack of a life(extreme,in most cases)
6.other sociopaths/opinionated retards to read the trash and comment
7.lastly, a rudimentary knowledge of some language(this may be totally arbitrary,cuz zomeone somewhere will take the time to decipher the horseshit shovelled by you onto the information highway using your keyboard-thats the beauty of the internet)

mix well.
the internet is self-serve.



ciao

A Hairy Topic

This post is exclusively for men. And very hairy women ofcourse.

How many of you have noticed it ? Its a bloody epidemic. I see guys wearing beards all the time. Some famous dude once said:

If a man sports a beard, he either has something to hide, or hes too poor to buy a razor. Yeah you guessed right, my words.

Due to this sudden increase in bearded men, Iv taken it upon myself to point out what these guys are hiding.

1. Hey Im a wannabe Frenchman

2. My trimmer malfunctioned

3. I Know I Look Like that Guy Who Did That Thing With Those Planes That Time, But Honestly I Have Nothing To Do With Him. Mother Promise. (IKILLTGWDTTWTPTTBHIHNTDWHMP for short)



4. I dig goats. Baah

5. Im that guy from X-men, Tony Stark.

Seriously man, Drop the beards. And show the world what you truly look like. A handsome man, or a hairy woman.

Whichever.

P.S. Moustaches too are not cool. Unless your Chuck Norris, anythings cool on him.