funny..

" I can see the carrot at the end of the tunnel "
-- Stuart Pearce

No.. I don't know who he is.. but seems he's got something to do with footbal..
Whatever.. it cracked me up :)

For me..

I decided at some point that i wouldn't put anything about myself in here... It all goes back to the first blog feeling about why would anyone write down their thoughts for the world to read and judge.. But somedays you couldn't care less. What does it matter if what I have to say is interesting or whether someone liked it or not.. There's a billion things we do everyday so that its the right thing and what is expected of you.. Basically I just want to rant today.. I woke up with swollen eyes and a stuffy nose from my sinuses acting up overnight... I decided to lie around in bed for a while and read this novel i got .. Its 'Lucia, Lucia' and I don't know if the author is famous or whether the book is famous.. I just found it and am happy that I've got something to read.. Anyway.. so early in the morning, I read that Lucia's newly born two week old baby neice dies... And I'm not generally carried away by things that happen in novels.. But still it got me thinking about how and why things like that happen.. Whats the need for a woman to carry a baby for nine months and go through all that.. For the family that surrounds her to be expecting the baby, for everybody to look forward to something so much that they love it even before its born.. and then have it die in two weeks? I guess it happens all around the world.. And if I start listing out events there are more than enough calamities and unfairness all over for me to get worked up and depressed about.. And I don't know if thats what went wrong.. I put the book down, had breakfast, bathed, got ready, watered the plants and came off thinking that something is wrong.. Something's bogging me down.. and I can't stop thinking that something is wrong but i dont' know what it is.. And its still like that.. Something is wrong.. or its going to go wrong.. I know.. and I hate feeling like this...

Romance?

Girl: Why can't you be romantic?
Guy: What do you want me to do?
[very short pause]
Girl: Forget it.. You ruined it already.. Why do i bother asking!
Guy: Ok.. tell me what you mean by 'romance'..
Girl: Its about doing something beautiful for someone without being motivated by sex.
Guy: You mean I have a romantic relationship with my mom?
Girl: Aaaaaaaaaaaargh! bye.
..
Later on 'Girl' goes to google, answers.com, webster's and wikipedia..


P.S: Decided NOT to send him a link to this

To be.. or not (hopefully)

His 'true calling' in life.. changes every month..

He wants to be:

. Sachin Tendulkar's secretary
. A commercial pilot
. A restaurant owner with well endowed waitresses
. A scuba diving instructor
. An actor
. A movie producer/director (what kind.. i'm not sure)
. A professor giving lectures on narcotics
. Rich enough to own a Mercedes McLaren SLR
. A travel journalist
. A sports car driver
. A rapper
. An arms trader

. Married to her (she hopes)

An SMS

Life without love ... is like a boob without a nipple..


Pointless.


(Yeah it made me smile and yeah i was bored brain dead)