Saturday, November 8, 2008
warming up
its funny how the phrase ''what goes around comes around'' always works with all the bad things that you do to people...or its just that when the good things decide to do u a favour and come your way, ur too busy complaining about ''all'' the bad things that have been happening. on the onset i wana let all of you kno that i am a optimist by nature but reality is forcing me to believe that pessimism has this way of making you feel good by blaming everything and everyone around you...yet i fail to give in to the addiction....so i decided i would write about things...small things...big things...even bigger things...this is food for thought for me and i just had this wierd optimistic feeling that somebody somewhere out there in the infinite vastness of the cyber world would actually relate to what i write....no this is not an effort by a lonely phycho locked away in his phychadelic world to reach out and find his ''soulmate''...in fact this is not an effort at anything...its just a way to see how gud i am at putting down my thoughts and those imfinite small things that seem to rule my world and i dint even know about it till i decided to do what most of the owrld seems to be doing to get their minds off the realism of the pessimistic world around them...for all those who like reading absolutely random thoughts on absolutely random topics...watch this space for fireworks....there you go...i just ended up marketing my own blog in my own post...downside of being an M.B.A student...your always trying to sell or market stuff...for all those who have been patient enough to reach this far in reading this kudos to your patience and for those who havent...goodnight
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2 comments:
Gentleman...congrats on your blog...finally you'll be unleashing your gyaan on unsuspecting netizens rather than your roommate... :)
Looking forward to more posts!
Cheers...and hey look...I just deflowered your blog comments!
AND YOUR FIRST INSULT!!!
Do you speak any language that non-gibbering idiots can understand? Try learning elementary grammar before attempting to inflict your next literary abomination on this message board.
Trying to get something of value out of your post is like trying to squeeze orange juice out of an apple. I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself on the Internet. Have you ever noticed that whenever you sit behind a keyboard, some idiot starts typing? You bring to mind a quote from Josh Billing: "Doesn't know much, but leads the league in nostril hair."
Calling you dull is a gross underestimation of just how tedious you are. You have the personality of a damp sponge and the appeal of a moldy sweat sock. Why don't you close your mouth before someone sticks an apple in it? Maybe you wouldn't come across as such a jellyfish-sucking mental midget if you weren't an 'idiot savant' without the 'savant' part; if your weren't so fat that when you run, you make the CD player skip at the radio station, or if you didn't have a face that makes your pillow cry itself to sleep every night. Nah, of course you would.
In closing, I helpfully suggest that you support your local Search & Rescue Unit, and get lost.
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