Sold Out.My Top Five Completely Personal,Close To Heart, Secret Favorite Albums.
February 22
My top five completely personal, close to heart, secret Favorite Albums :
1 . Jon Bon Jovi - Destination Anywhere
2. Bon Jovi - These Days
3. John Mayer - Room For Squares
4. Lifehouse - No Name Face
5. Suzanne Vega - Retrospective.. The Best Of.
6. Matchbox Twenty - Mad Season
7. T-Mix: Love Story (Personal Compilation)
8. The Wonder Years - Soundtrack
9. Incubus - Morning View
10. Maroon 5 - Songs About Jane/ Pink Floyd - The Division Bell
I know. These are not 5. These are 10. I don't need YOU to tell me that they're 10 an not 5. But I'll still call them my Top 5 Completely Personal, Close to Heart, Secret Favorite Albums. And you can't do shit about it. Haha! Sucker! YOU <----- Sucker! Haha.!
Anyways, one of most the most irritating things that happens to you like.. a million times a week and you still don't consider it a major problem in life. Forgetting where you left your pen. Like.. you're sitting on the bed an studying and you get up to have water or check out something on the computer, and you head back, and its just not there. Vanished. Dissappeared. And so you look on the little table, under the notebooks and the books, under the blanket, under the photostat notes, under the cushions/pillows, under the clothes and towel or under the empty glucose biscuit packs and the behind the mug in which you just had coffee or in the namkeen box or under the plate in which you just had a few sandwiches. You turn your bed upside down, but you just can't find it. So then you move about your room, and find it lying on the computer desk or next to the water bottle and then you kick the desk or your own bed or hit your head on the wall and in the process hurt yourself, and end up feeling like you're good for nothing, just because you forgot where you'd kept your pen. And what could be worse than that? There are 3 other pens lying on the study desk.
Now that raises 2 very important issues, relating to my life.
One : Part A of the first issue - You have a problem. For one, you consider such things as major problems in your life an in the process end up spending time thinking about them, thus having very little time for the 'real' major problems in life. So now, you have many 'real' major problems left in life, and not enough time to think about them.
Part B of the first issue - After ignoring the fact that its not really a major problem in life, you consider it to be a major problem in life, and it happens a million times a week with you. And then you start thinking about the future, and how you're gonna handle it. Its worse for me, cuz I might just be running a whole bloody business of pens. And if I can misplace a pen and forget where I kept it within a span of 5 mins, then how the hell am I expected to run a whole shitload of pens? Anyways..
Two : It took all the frustration in the world that can be stuffed into 5 minutes, to think that I'm good for nothing. Damn. I knew that right from the start.
The most hilarious, funniest line in the Computer Architecture book.. "... contents of the base register are added to the address part of the instruction to obtain the effective address of the operand. This is Similar to the Indexed Addressing Mode except that the register is now called a Base Register instead of an Index Register." .I noticed this while studying for my Computer Architechture exam in december, and it seemed so funny at that time that I actually wrote it down. But still.. if you think about it.. it is funny isn't it?
NEXT.
We don't realize just how influenced we are by movies and books and music do we? We don't. You feel like you like someone.. and so you go upto the person and tell him/her that " I 'LIKE' you.". And then.. sumtime later.. u just might start feeling that you're in love with sumone, and so you go upto the person, and say "I 'LOVE' you". And I'm sure that's what 99.9763% or more of you would do/have done. You won't use any other words for it. You may describe the whole thing.. but you're definitely gonna sum it all up to say.. "I like you" or "I love you".. and that and exactly that. There's like.. this whole system.. Universal system of Likeability or sumthing which is followed thoughtout the world. Here's how you categorize your feelings for other (Starting from Hate to Love)..
Hate.
Loathe.
don't like.
indifference.
tolerence.
fondness.
liking.
Love
But like.. say.. if you lust for someone, then chances are, that you won't go upto that person to tel him/her that "hey.. I lust for you".. and that's cuz you've never seen anybody in the movies or books or songs do that. You've just heard them saying "I hate you" or "I love you". Not "I lust for you" so the question of going up someone with such a ques doesn't even arise. And if it does, then you'd probably start wondering that there's something wrong with you, and that you're probably in love with the person, and just cuz you've seen tht one charming guy say I love you to that beautiful smiling girl in the movie, you're probably gonna do the same. It's like, even if you feel something else for that person, you're probably gonna try an categorize it among one of the above mentioned or similar categories, cuz its just plain simple and convenient for you. After all you're aware of the existence of these categories in other people. The movies have made you aware of them. And so you want to feel secure and sane about yourself and so you convince yourself that your feelings for someone fall under one of the 'known' categories. Fuckin' sellouts.
One last thing that. One thing, that pisses me off about females. They expect special treatment at their discretion. They want equal rights, equal pay, and equal treatment for everything. But when, say, you crack a joke about them in front of them, they'll start laughing and hit you or slap you a million times 'jokingly', and then they want you to "react cutely" instead of, say, putting them in a head lock and making them eat ants and/or spiders while you give them carpet burn. Why don't women react "cutely" when men hit them for a change? Oops, I forgot, that's domestic abuse. And then, they want the minimum taxable income in the income tax slab to be higher than for men, reservations in all institutions, and they want a "ladies' queue" everywhere. Even at photostat shops. And "ladies' seats" in buses. And they want you to not stare at their boobs and long legs, while they wear short skirts anda push-up bras an stick their tits out everytime their picture is being taken, just so that they appear bigger. Do I wear my pants so that my crotch sticks out showing?
Don't get me wrong. I'm not a girl/women hater. In fact, I love them. I like to think that its alright to use profanity as long as it helps you convey your message across to the other person properly. And that I'm only as much of a chauvanist as the average urban girl is a feminist. I love girls. Seriously. Its just the bitches that I hate.
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