tooo many typos in the post to ignore. Donot judge :D
and the last line says- "do write IN" ... just incase.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
The real deal with Funny/well-written Blogs.
Here's the deal, then. It all comes down to how much time you have, really. Really. So just because my blog only discusses details about my life, does it make any less credit-worthy? Of course it does, because Im not making people laugh, it doesnt classify as a "good read", its self obsessive... and obviously, the whole world will forget the key word here. MY blog. Why should it include details of my life then?
It took my 11 years in school to realize Im not a funny person. Im one of those who'll probably get all the jokes cracked on all topics, but i wont be the one cracking them. Maybe, just maybe, I might say something funny but my kinda funny is generally witty-funny or sarcastic-funny. Not humorous or situational funny. So why should my blog make anybody laugh anyway? Thats not who i am.
Ok, next. The only things that bother me, would be topics that have been written about all over the place. Like feminism or homosexuality or religion or popular culture or music and what should be listened to or molestations or recent newspaper updates. My opinion is either going to be for or agaisnt the topic, which can easily be read about. Why bother putting down my opinion unless there's a discussion among friends and family... why would i write about it? Unless i dont ger another forum to express my opinion, which ahs really never happened to me, so Phew.
A good writer... who is?? Kinda broad isnt it? Who decides whats good, what is credit-worthy, what is supposed to be read and what not? Most importantly who decides that when a blog only discusses PERCEPTIVELY trivial day to day details or the individual's life, it becomes self-obsessive?
Okay, do i WANT to write about surrounding issues? Not write, but i jump on any opportunity to write an article or speak about it. Am i the only one who treats me blog as a personal journal or E-diary? What do you think? You- not the next shakespeare or Salman Rushdie, not the next Sanam Khanna (my god-like college professor), not my current best friend, my 100 or so friends or my romantic interest... but you, the person, you.
Do write it... atleast then i'll know how many read my blog.
*jams fist into the keyboard in mock anger*
*croons to "unbreak my heart"*
It took my 11 years in school to realize Im not a funny person. Im one of those who'll probably get all the jokes cracked on all topics, but i wont be the one cracking them. Maybe, just maybe, I might say something funny but my kinda funny is generally witty-funny or sarcastic-funny. Not humorous or situational funny. So why should my blog make anybody laugh anyway? Thats not who i am.
Ok, next. The only things that bother me, would be topics that have been written about all over the place. Like feminism or homosexuality or religion or popular culture or music and what should be listened to or molestations or recent newspaper updates. My opinion is either going to be for or agaisnt the topic, which can easily be read about. Why bother putting down my opinion unless there's a discussion among friends and family... why would i write about it? Unless i dont ger another forum to express my opinion, which ahs really never happened to me, so Phew.
A good writer... who is?? Kinda broad isnt it? Who decides whats good, what is credit-worthy, what is supposed to be read and what not? Most importantly who decides that when a blog only discusses PERCEPTIVELY trivial day to day details or the individual's life, it becomes self-obsessive?
Okay, do i WANT to write about surrounding issues? Not write, but i jump on any opportunity to write an article or speak about it. Am i the only one who treats me blog as a personal journal or E-diary? What do you think? You- not the next shakespeare or Salman Rushdie, not the next Sanam Khanna (my god-like college professor), not my current best friend, my 100 or so friends or my romantic interest... but you, the person, you.
Do write it... atleast then i'll know how many read my blog.
*jams fist into the keyboard in mock anger*
*croons to "unbreak my heart"*
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Taking out seconds for "loosing my religion"...
For the uninitiated, its the harmony (vocal) part of a song, the second octave-ish thing of a particular line.
Fine fine, Im tohtallay boasting :D
Yes, i feel particularly saddistic and sinister today. I was scheming with a few people... about what I'd like to do with certain people.
Here goes.... just so you know there's this side to me as well!
"me: a cat gave birth to 2 kittens under my Ac.
they're the cutest :)
Shruti: aww, i like kittens, can you go touch em?
or feed em or something?
7:59 PM me: are you crazy? you want her to scratch my eyeballs out?
right now we're just maintaining distance
8:01 PM Shruti: "balu, why dont you go touch the kitten..no no, go on, the cat really couldnt care less"
*evil smile*
*huge shrieks*
me: hahahahaah
Shruti: *salvation*
me: you should read the msgs i sent aditi... about what i wanted to do with him today.
8:03 PM Shruti: im sure they were graphic, violent and quite tarantino-esque
8:04 PM me: "hang him by the thumb above the fire place or make him dance around naked around the bonfire while i poke him with a red hot rod"
"watch him dance around in a pink thong"
me: "or make him wear pointy boobed cholis with transi ghagra's and dance on a ghaati bihari number"
...and then she said this... *curses*
"Shruti: oh dear, im right
you're still in love"
Wont comment on that though. Am too bored for that. Feeling goooooooood about the single status today. Yes, in inevitably comes down to that every single time. What to do. One year people :D
David Archeleta and Ivan are sooooo HOT! And are kicking ass in "So you think you can dance" and "American Idol" respectively. Today was oodles of fun. Made me realize how much Im gonna miss the seniors. They're real fun, Im kinda regretting now that i never made the effort to get to know them better. You know, I do want to move out, but i also absolutely love my college life. It only gets draining when you have prep leave and lots of time to spare, and then the devil in your mind kicks up. literally.
Urgh. Im a Perv.
For the uninitiated, its the harmony (vocal) part of a song, the second octave-ish thing of a particular line.
Fine fine, Im tohtallay boasting :D
Yes, i feel particularly saddistic and sinister today. I was scheming with a few people... about what I'd like to do with certain people.
Here goes.... just so you know there's this side to me as well!
"me: a cat gave birth to 2 kittens under my Ac.
they're the cutest :)
Shruti: aww, i like kittens, can you go touch em?
or feed em or something?
7:59 PM me: are you crazy? you want her to scratch my eyeballs out?
right now we're just maintaining distance
8:01 PM Shruti: "balu, why dont you go touch the kitten..no no, go on, the cat really couldnt care less"
*evil smile*
*huge shrieks*
me: hahahahaah
Shruti: *salvation*
me: you should read the msgs i sent aditi... about what i wanted to do with him today.
8:03 PM Shruti: im sure they were graphic, violent and quite tarantino-esque
8:04 PM me: "hang him by the thumb above the fire place or make him dance around naked around the bonfire while i poke him with a red hot rod"
"watch him dance around in a pink thong"
me: "or make him wear pointy boobed cholis with transi ghagra's and dance on a ghaati bihari number"
...and then she said this... *curses*
"Shruti: oh dear, im right
you're still in love"
Wont comment on that though. Am too bored for that. Feeling goooooooood about the single status today. Yes, in inevitably comes down to that every single time. What to do. One year people :D
David Archeleta and Ivan are sooooo HOT! And are kicking ass in "So you think you can dance" and "American Idol" respectively. Today was oodles of fun. Made me realize how much Im gonna miss the seniors. They're real fun, Im kinda regretting now that i never made the effort to get to know them better. You know, I do want to move out, but i also absolutely love my college life. It only gets draining when you have prep leave and lots of time to spare, and then the devil in your mind kicks up. literally.
Urgh. Im a Perv.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Love can be a many splendored thing
Can't deny the joy it brings
A dozen roses, diamond rings
Dreams for sale and fairy tales
It'll make you hear a symphony
And you just want the world to see
But like a drug that makes you blind,
It'll fool ya every time
The trouble with love is
It can tear you up inside
Make your heart believe a lie
It's stronger than your pride
The trouble with love is
It doesn't care how fast you fall
And you can't refuse the call
See, you got no say at all
Now I was once a fool, it's true
I played the game by all the rules
But now my world's a deeper blue
I'm sadder, but I'm wiser too
I swore I'd never love again
I swore my heart would never mend
Said love wasn't worth the pain
But then I hear it call my name
That was Kelly Clarkson's best vocal according to me. Frankly i never thought I'd be quoting that ever.... erm, not that I'm whining about the trouble with love, or that Im in love... i just think the lyrics are very.. well, not appropriate, but very relatable, in the sense, at some point i could relate to it in the past, and at some point i will relate to it in the future.
So i have History in exactly 3 days. Am i studying? Haha.
Anyyyyway. As usual, my life revolves around whining about my been-there-for-too-long single status. Im not particularly whiny about it today, really, there are days when im okay with it. I keep reminding myself that this is only happening because i have so much free time (yeah happens when you have exams :) ) Pugsie called me the Whine queen today. Wait, no i called myself that because it was kinda funny how the only way anybody could be whiny-er than me is if they're PMsing. Pugsie just realised how the real world is so much better than the virtual. *sniggers to self in despair*
So the thing i decided i wouldnt discuss on the blog, well about that, yes DISASTROUS, didnt work the way i wanted it, but like I've been told and know subconciously (yes, again), its a learning experience and i will laugh about it in a while. Well, i was laughing about it in the afternoon with the person concerned also so, no biggie, really.
Haha, who am i kidding, given a choice i'd whine about it for months, and continue to trash myself till my jaws dont hurt, and even then I'd probably have to stop only because my Mum would be screaming her head off for me to get of the phone. Yes, i only whine on the phone these day... life is sad.
"I suck, Life sucks"
Ooooh, am i allowed to quote?? :D
"I'd be on my knees for you, if you were here."
Me: you're crazy?
"about you, yes :)"
"Im intellectually and physically attracted to you.. and one doesnt debase the other"
Yeah, thats my way of getting over someone. I think people have given up on me. Im making a big deal of nothing really. God is showing me signs. You know, have Pugsie feel really (the H word) about some "hottie" and admitt that its exaggerated but there only coz anything remotely real is appealing. I should learn. I should join pugsie on the diet :)
Okay, Im going to try once again. And im not whining about being single today, today is the day i make myself open to romances from the fucking real world. REAL is the key world here. Sigh, the weather's good. I have history to do. Wait, today's tuesday... so you think you can dance is on tonight! yay!
*ray of hope suddenly visible*
*smile suddenly creeps on her face as she thinks of Ivan*
*she bursts into a song*
*she declares herself very (the H word)*
.......
.............
..................
.............
.......
*gags*
Can't deny the joy it brings
A dozen roses, diamond rings
Dreams for sale and fairy tales
It'll make you hear a symphony
And you just want the world to see
But like a drug that makes you blind,
It'll fool ya every time
The trouble with love is
It can tear you up inside
Make your heart believe a lie
It's stronger than your pride
The trouble with love is
It doesn't care how fast you fall
And you can't refuse the call
See, you got no say at all
Now I was once a fool, it's true
I played the game by all the rules
But now my world's a deeper blue
I'm sadder, but I'm wiser too
I swore I'd never love again
I swore my heart would never mend
Said love wasn't worth the pain
But then I hear it call my name
That was Kelly Clarkson's best vocal according to me. Frankly i never thought I'd be quoting that ever.... erm, not that I'm whining about the trouble with love, or that Im in love... i just think the lyrics are very.. well, not appropriate, but very relatable, in the sense, at some point i could relate to it in the past, and at some point i will relate to it in the future.
So i have History in exactly 3 days. Am i studying? Haha.
Anyyyyway. As usual, my life revolves around whining about my been-there-for-too-long single status. Im not particularly whiny about it today, really, there are days when im okay with it. I keep reminding myself that this is only happening because i have so much free time (yeah happens when you have exams :) ) Pugsie called me the Whine queen today. Wait, no i called myself that because it was kinda funny how the only way anybody could be whiny-er than me is if they're PMsing. Pugsie just realised how the real world is so much better than the virtual. *sniggers to self in despair*
So the thing i decided i wouldnt discuss on the blog, well about that, yes DISASTROUS, didnt work the way i wanted it, but like I've been told and know subconciously (yes, again), its a learning experience and i will laugh about it in a while. Well, i was laughing about it in the afternoon with the person concerned also so, no biggie, really.
Haha, who am i kidding, given a choice i'd whine about it for months, and continue to trash myself till my jaws dont hurt, and even then I'd probably have to stop only because my Mum would be screaming her head off for me to get of the phone. Yes, i only whine on the phone these day... life is sad.
"I suck, Life sucks"
Ooooh, am i allowed to quote?? :D
"I'd be on my knees for you, if you were here."
Me: you're crazy?
"about you, yes :)"
"Im intellectually and physically attracted to you.. and one doesnt debase the other"
Yeah, thats my way of getting over someone. I think people have given up on me. Im making a big deal of nothing really. God is showing me signs. You know, have Pugsie feel really (the H word) about some "hottie" and admitt that its exaggerated but there only coz anything remotely real is appealing. I should learn. I should join pugsie on the diet :)
Okay, Im going to try once again. And im not whining about being single today, today is the day i make myself open to romances from the fucking real world. REAL is the key world here. Sigh, the weather's good. I have history to do. Wait, today's tuesday... so you think you can dance is on tonight! yay!
*ray of hope suddenly visible*
*smile suddenly creeps on her face as she thinks of Ivan*
*she bursts into a song*
*she declares herself very (the H word)*
.......
.............
..................
.............
.......
*gags*
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