Wednesday, May 25, 2005

ah well!!!

i was absolutely certain that there is no point in continuing qwith the blog, specially since no one is going to miss it anyway, least of all me. so i resolutely did not think about it for a couple of weeks, and surprisingly did not miss it at all. and then slowly did not think about it at all,forgot that there are such things as blogs, and that i have one of them.
but today after ages, when i did fing it in my window, absolutely by mistake, it felt kinda nice. imean this is a thing that i have made, given shape to, constructed...blah blah blah....and it continued to exist even after i forgot all about it.
the feeling is pretty exhilarating i must say.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

this is the state of being that i reside in these days, we eatm drink, talk and sleep, and then tell each other, so much to do, so little time. we also crack jokes, such as, Did you hear about the sardar who asked his friends to give him all
their burnt out light bulbs?
He just bought a camera and wanted to set up a Darkroom.
after i posted this, i was reminded of a blunder that i had committed, yes, yes i myself, at the tender age of a bus full of people from all over the country, i was asked to say something, so i decided to crack a joke, a joke about a sardar.
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Sunday, May 15, 2005

can stuff that are not original also be termed narcissistic?

A Novel Approach to Saving MoneyThree engineers and threeaccountants are traveling by train to a conference.At the station, thethree accountants each buy tickets and watch as the threeengineers buyonly a single ticket."How are three people going to travel ononly one ticket?" asks anaccountant."Watch and you'll see,"answers an engineer.They all board the train. The accountantstake their respective seats but all
three engineers cram into a restroomand close the door behind them. Shortly after the train has departed,the conductor comes around collecting tickets.He knocks on the restroomdoor and says, "Ticket, please."The door opens just a crack anda single arm emerges with a ticket in hand.The conductor takes it andmoves on.The accountants saw this and agreed it was quite aclever idea. So after theconference, the accountants decide to copy theengineers on the return tripand save some money (being clever withmoney, and all that). When they get tothe station, they buy a singleticket for the return trip. To theirastonishment, the engineers don'tbuy a ticket at all."How are you going to travel without aticket?" says one perplexedaccountant."Watch and you'll see,"answers an engineer.When they board the train the threeaccountants cram into a restroom and thethree engineers cram intoanother one nearby. The train departs. Shortlyafterward, one of theengineers leaves his restroom and walks over to therestroom where theaccountants are hiding. He knocks on the door and says,Ticket,please."

Saturday, May 14, 2005

Public narcissism?

this hopes to be the first in a long series (or maybe not so long) of entries that seek to look into why medusa chose to have a blog? is it because she is extremely fond of washing her dirty linens in public, or maybe coz she has effectively dismantled the difference between public and private, after all an important political move.
or is it plain and simply peer pressure? or the hopes of attaining greatness online as xiaxue or bgv have done?
or is it the sad drem of getting one's work publushed, and no matter how sad that might be, be saved for posterity in the dark depths of the world wide web.
read on....

Friday, May 13, 2005

i hate chatting

archhcka1977: wht ur name
me: sammy
ar....: wht it mean?
me: o it doesnt have any spl meaning or anything
ar...: wht meaning? u want sex so u nikname tht?
me: what? do you understand english?
ar...: we start, you in thong kissing me...
me: what the fuck?????????
ar...: dont worry swihrt...we will fuk, all in good time...

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

because it has been too long without fill up my senses, like a noght in the forest...ahem ahem...inuendos always ruled the day for me, and right now the ones that are suggesting themselves to me are pretty i shall leave now, and think about them... Posted by Hello
i want to run away

Monday, May 09, 2005

ah well, it is over

sometime, the feeling is right, you fall in love for the first time, heart beat and kisses so sweet...
don't worry this is not about the first time i fell in love, it was so long ago that i do not even remember. this stems from the post-dissertation blues, blues which induce one to indulge in mushy movie screenings in the middle of the night, even though last forty eight hours were spent sleeplessly. (or else make you publish the blog that no one ever reads anyway)
what did we learn today from those bollywood romantic hits?
1) the mustard field owners must own mustard fields for the sole benefit of actors and actresses so that they may meet in peace and away from parental supervision
2) pink and yellow DO NOT go together
3) the rest i forget
p.s. smiling waiter at ccd can make you go bankrupt.

Saturday, May 07, 2005

hmmm so here are we now

wel, such an unimaginative title coz i cdnt think of anything to write, i can upload the firts cahpter of my dissert though...

Friday, May 06, 2005

i know that i should ideally and not so ideally even for all practical purposes be working on my dissert...but yawn, i mean after all. tomorrow never dies na? Posted by Hello

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

this is not just my frustration speaking, it is hard being a lonely dissertation student when everyone is off for home, and resist the temptation of not give in to all kinds of fantasies... Posted by Hello

Monday, May 02, 2005

i'm leaving on a jetplane....

not really, but still, everyone has started leaving, and i and a few other nerds are staying back in the hostel...and whne i woke up last faternoon and found water in the bathroom next to my room, i was actually pretty happy about it, less people more water, the only way you can take on this heat i suppose.
in the meantime i continue to try and learn how to post a photo in the blogm without using picasa, and am reminded of this one teacher i used to know, who everyone had a crush on. and he had this huge fan folowing, and so if he needed any information all he had to do was to mention it in his classes, and the next class half a dozen ppl will be ready to tell him all he needed to know.
sigh,, i wish i was sum such person, or else my faithful two and a half visitors suddenly cloned themselves and overpopulated my blog like xiaxue's.

Sunday, May 01, 2005

why do i always write about alcohol?

it is a pretty profound question you know, it is not just that i like to drink, i generally like people who like to drink, and maybe much more than that, i just like all who love free booze like i do...
so to break that pattern, even though i have hardly ever had so much fun talking to the cutest drunks in the whole wide world, i shall cange the subject and undertake something more profound...namely kissing...
i mean have you ever notice how people used to kiss in films that had audrey hepburne and gregory peck and etc? i mean they were never pecks or anything, definite my lips in yours attitude, but there is hardly any tongue as well. they are all interested in earnestly sucking each other's breaths out, or may be it is just good parctice for crp, or whtever that thing is called that allows you to kiss people in the name of helping them breathe.
for a very long period of time, towards the end of school, the only film i had ever watched which included a kissing scene was of that particular guess what happened when i tried to kiss someone...well, sad to say, but it is true, we tried, but i think we didnt, couldnt , technically kis...i mean something happened, but that is all i know, and for many years afterwards, i could never be sure what was it that we indulged in...