Friday, September 30, 2005

Irony

Here's my 55 worder...
since being taged by conman.
it was surprisingly simple to write and good fun even.
Hey Gadarene, i tag you!

Calvin saw him lying in a pool of his own blood with a gun holstered in his mouth.

Why did you do it?

He did it for a woman.
He could not live alone, he thought.
Betrayal was his biggest grief.

As Calvin slowly descended to hell, he thought to himself...

life wasn’t that bad!

the boys just before the trip to find the humagus satelite dishes of qatar. we found the dishes but it was too dark to take pics there. im sure conman will explain the drive to nowhere better... left to right: yags, arun, rohit & me. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, September 29, 2005


Hmmmm. disgusting! Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Listen to me carefully. I will only say it once…

See, I mumble. Not that I go on ranting about unnecessary things, no not that. I just plan mumble. I seem to start the sentence clearly and articulately but eventually it becomes a series of syllables, un-understandable to humans.
Now, I didn’t always do this. It seems to be a problem that’s shown up only lately. Hence I started to wonder why.
The answer is that I don’t have any patience. I don’t feel the need to explain everything to everyone. It’s just a waste of bloody time. I feel that if I start talking, YOU have to understanding everything I say in the first 3 words. And if you don’t! DON’T ask me to repeat it. If you don’t understand what im saying, it means that you probably don’t deserve to be talking to me. I say a lot in a very short span of time. Just pay bloody attention. You will get it if you and I are on the same frequency.

I’m gonna learn sign language…

Tuesday, September 27, 2005


you can even see my fingers on the far right... Posted by Picasa

view from my bike at 140kmph. Posted by Picasa

Monday, September 26, 2005


haha. my newest discovery... Star shaped chicken nuggets!!! Posted by Picasa

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Cave man

A day in hindsight
I did remember
Crustration, we were amidst
Small, yet intimidating

Fear loomed over
Voices of shrill
Found him a spear
Fear did he kill...

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Photoblog

i put up a new blog for my photographs that ive taken tru the years. im starting with the amateur ones first. the ones from 5 years ago...
http://litewritin.blogspot.com

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Nuggets!

The research initiated after the discussion on the 17th of sept 2005 with Mr Gaderene, on where was the better chicken nuggets available.

Mcdonalds Vs Kentucky fried chicken.

Mc d's: size of each nugget is bigger.
KFC: mini nuggets. more like nuglets.

Mc d's: price 1.2 a nugget
KFC: price 1 a nugget. (the cheapness shows)

Mc d's: tastes like chicken
KFC: tastes like what my armpit would taste like after being chased by a rabid dog.

Mc d's: if squeezed. would get 2 drops of oil
KFC: if squeezed, would get enough oil to support a small country.

Mc d's: decent packaging
KFC: decent packaging. thinner box

Mc d's: does not taste too good wit fries
KFC: tastes good with fries, but i couldnt tell properly cause the oil destroyed my taste buds...

Mc d's: slow service
KFC: fast service

Mc d's: more chicken less batter
KFC: less chicken more batter.

apologies to Colonel Sander's, but even a clown can cook better chicken...

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Bev....

I Miss You

To see you, when I wake up is a gift I didn't think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do is a three-fold utopian dream.
You do something to me that I can't explain.
So would I be out of line if I said, I miss you.

I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days, but already I'm wastin away.
I know I'll see you again whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care and I miss you.



Brandon Boyd.
Incubus

Mr Nice guy

The lessons ive learned because im a nice guy.

Here’s the thing. As much as ive given and given, its that much I haven’t gotten back. What is it about humans that make us such manipulative bastards?

I have a dog. His name is snoopy. Hes a white great peranese. Snoopy ran away today. I had to search for him for hours. Finally found him a short distance from my house, sitting with this other female dog. Here’s what I figured out. Humans are like dogs. Acting on impulse more than thought. Their well being, their motives are all selfish acts. As much as a dog will love u and protect you and be your best friend he will eventually fuck you over if there’s something better in it for him. Humans are exactly the same.

Where are those days gone where people lived their lives for someone else? Where’s the honor gone, where a man would take a bullet for his best friend?

I too have succumbed to the fact that ive become a selfish little bastard. Living life for myself only. How did I become this way you ask

I became this way because of all the people ive been nice to, been a friend to, been a committed boyfriend to. Ive stuck by my friends, respected my acquaintances and honorable to my girlfriends. The only thing ive gotten back is pain.

Its said that what doesn’t kill you will only make you stronger. I don’t agree with that statement 100 percent. Cause something inside me has been killed. It’s the innocence that makes you believe that Santa clause exists. The innocence that makes me believe that true love lasts forever. The innocence that makes you believe that you are not alone in the struggle of life…

I have grown up… I have become wiser…. I have learned my lessons…

Because ive been hurt.

Because im a nice guy.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Ode to Hypocracy

To all the People who think they know whats right for me!


"I am not an idiot*.
i wasnt born an idiot*.
i have no intention of becoming an idiot*.

just because i dont live the life thats right for you doesnt mean im not living a life.

your advice is always welcome but your judgement can be shoved up my arse.

if i want to spend all MY hard earned money... i will
because i can...

if i complain about my job... your job is to listen... i am only venting frustration... and it doesnt mean that ill drop dead without it.

A job is a Job, it gives u money to eat and live a good life.
IT DOES NOT DEFINE WHO YOU ARE..

I am immature. but id rather be immature now and finish it off rather than me immature when i have to be mature.

Kite surfing is not a dangerous sport...
and nither is my bike. accidents happen... mostly when theres stupidity involved.

if i at any given point appear to be loony, its not cause im nuts, its cause im happy being myself and not afraid to show it. i am not a hypocrate like you... fucking posers.

what i should and should not do with my love life is not your problem. it is only a problem if im in love with your mother, sister or wife.

i dont treat my material things properly, i know that. because unlike you i value people more than material objects!


UP YOURS!



*Definition of the word ‘Idiot’: An offensive term in a now disused classification system for somebody with an IQ of about 25 or under and a mental age of less than three years.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

I like

I like......

un-understandable circumstances

riding without a shirt.

to aggree with villians in movies

thin women.

thin tall women

thin tall women with small boobes

thin tall women with small boobes and short pubes

my space

fridays

being intimidating

being flamboyant

my hair

porn

making interesting conversations

revolutions

chai

myself...... not cause im vain. but because i accept that i am shallow, hence not a hypocrate...

Monday, September 12, 2005

Dependance

Just a couple of days ago a few good friends of mine bought me a new toy called the Playstation Portable (PSP). Now, for all the ignoramus’ around, the psp is a handheld gaming device. Its been 3 days and ive been glued to it. I’ve been taking it everywhere. I take it to work; I play with it while I walk to buy groceries. I was playing with it while my car was getting washed. I watched a movie on it while I was eating lunch. Man I even took it while I was taking a crap!

When people start doing things without any reason sooner or later they realize it. How did I live my life without this?

The truth is that everyone is dependant on something else. Which leads me to believe that we are never truly free. How many times have to been bummed from loosing your cell phone. Ive lost a few cell phones in my life and one thing that’s always bothered me is not the monetary aspect of it but the fact that ive lost the numbers of most of my friends. The true grief is in the fact that I may have lost a contact which may make me feel as though ive lost a friend.

Did anyone ever think that without your computer or without the internet you wouldn’t be reading what im writing? I stopped to think what life was like without the internet or the computer. Things we take for granted today. Honestly life wasn’t so bad. Infact it was great. But if I did loose my computer or the internet now id feel like I was back in the stone-age.

This same theory is applied to every kind of machinery I own. The harsh reality is that I did it to myself. I made myself believe that I can’t do without it. Without my gadgets and widgets id loose touch with the outside world.

Buddha attainted nirvana hanging out alone in a forest. Im not gonna be Buddha….

Dependence is something manmade. Strangely enough we trust and depend on manmade things than man itself…