dv

that weird feeling

dv — Tue, 10 Aug 2010 20:40:39 +0000

I was going all confused emo on Val’s ass a few weeks back, and I kept describing her this weird feeling that I get in my guts. I had actually, literally, termed it as “that weird feeling” and always referred to it with that exact phrase.

Today I realized what that feeling is. Discovered its actual, proper, legit name.

Jealousy.

This and That

dv — Mon, 19 Jul 2010 21:46:51 +0000

Not exactly sleepy and need to kill time. Dont try understanding the random gibberish that I am gonna blabber now, just ignore and move along. Thanks.

1. Remember “WHAT THE FUCK??”. Why did you have to go ahead and delete the damn thing uh? Turns out you were right all along. And it must suck to know that you were right, right? Oh well, nothing much to do but follow standard procedure. STFU, ignore, move on. Which brings me to point 2.

2. I mean come on man! Give me a fucking break, how many more time do I need to be mind-fucked again, huh? 4 times already!! In like half a year. The first one was the worst though.

3. And ever time since then I get the hear ache. Yes, its a true phenomenon people. It happens, like ok cannot call it heart ache, think the appropriate term is disappearing heart or some shit like that. Coz you know that cavity where your damn guts and heart and all that jazz is supposed to be? Yah, that feels hollow and empty. Like nothing exists and your body is all hollow.

THAT is my definition of what a heart ache feels like. Or that is just a bloody upset stomach I got. In which case I just need a damn doctor. Fucks. All my rants wasted.

Wait, what was I saying? Damn. Yah, time to go. Bais

ROFL

dv — Sat, 24 Apr 2010 19:02:13 +0000

I know I have been off blogging for a fucking long time. Sorry. Blame Twitter and Tumblr I guess. But. But. But, now I am back and will stay for good. Pukka. Promise.

ANNYYYWWAAYYY… the main purpose of this post? The fucking funniest thing that has ever happened to me. I was trying to access iTunes Store, just for kicks, and it asked me for my Apple ID password, which I obviously did not remember. So I tried to retrive it.

In order to allow the password change, it asked me this question:

Now here is the funny bit, I had set this question (and also the answer) myself exactly 1.5 years ago. And still I had NO FREAKING IDEA what kinda pot I had been smoking to ask this. I mean WTF?!?! I spent hours ( 3.5 hours to be exact) whacking my brains over. I really, truly madly deeply, worked my fucking balls of trying to figure out the answer to that. Just to get my password. But all FAIL. So ,ok screw that. I went for option 2. Got the password sent to my email ( I know I should have done that only in the first place. But, hey! this was a challenge to me. I really wanted to find out the damn stupid answer to this big gay question was.

So, I get my new password. Type that access my Apple ID page and the first thing I do is access my Account Settings to check this mother fucking puzzling question. And the moment I scrolled down I burst out laughing. Laughed my ass off. Laughed so bad. Laughed so much that I peed and pooped in my damn shorts (true story). Anyway, what was so funny? This was:

THE ANSWER WAS “rt”!!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Fuck I collapsed laughing again. No, but seriously, what was I thinking when I made that my question? Complete fucking idiot I am to think that one and only heart break is gonna be so fucking important that I will remember it forever and ever and ever. I mean if I find it hilarious just 1.5 years after the whole drama, imagine how much more funny I would have found it, say 10-12 years later. Shit I cannot imagine. I’ll start laughing again.

The idiotic things we do when we think we are in love. Sigh. Shame on us.

continued again

dv — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 17:01:43 +0000

Dear _ _,

Why do you make me cry?? Why are you bent upone hurting me again and again??

Please! PLEASE!! PLEASE!!!!!!! Leave me alone.

Thats all I ask.

Really, thats all. Nothing else.

porcupine tree

dv — Sun, 03 Jan 2010 14:09:45 +0000

okay the detailed long ass concert description. like you wanted, but im not gonna promise anything good. ill just start typing and rant till im bored (like i am now) and then get back to reading, or bull shitting with you on gtalk (which i started doing just now)

so anyway, mood i organizers suck balls. fucking bunch of retards. stupid iit idiots they were taking soooooo long to send ppl in that i stood in line outside on the fucking road for like EVER (2 hrs) and got bored as FUCK. they were taking sooo long to take ppl in that i thought they are making every1 write a fucking jee or something to get in. :S. and i met such fucks in the line. bloody fagheads smoking and acting all cool and discussing PT like they know it. i mean when parikrama started playing at 6, those fucks where like “arrey yaar, this must PT only. yeh parikrama nahi ho sakta. woh to indian band hai. hindi mein gayenge”. and another idiot was like “come fast man, opeth is going to play soon” and i was standing there, getting my blood sucked by a million mosquitoes (must make a song like fireflies, but about mosquitoes) and going all :@ :@ :@ :@ :@ :@ listening to such bullshit.

but anyway got inside. met my sis(who had come there for just lazarus, trains and hatesong (and she got tht). just 3 songs. stupid female :S) and then PT started. but b4 starting the roadies (Australians) scolded us. hahah coz we were pushing sooo much tht the ppl in the front were getting crushed against the barricade, and they cud not breathe and the roadies were getting all concerned about them. :S stupid. so they started and it started just like the incident album. same to same and when they did i went mad. crazy. was jumping like a fucking small kid. i was soo excited tht in the middle of blind house i wacked a random chick on her back and she fell. almost i mean , her boyfriend helped her up. and then i was apologizing like crazy to her (for like 2 seconds) and then i was back to my semi moshing state. and then at the end of the song wilson (bless his soul/heart watever) said namaste india bla bla and the entire crowd went INSANE just at tht. his speaking. (if there was no mayer i wud be soo gay with wilson btw, he is so cute. all blonde hair and all. perfect) and then he said, dont worry this is the first time we are here we will play old stuff too (which all of us were scared of, coz we did not wanna listen to just incident).

and then they played hatesong. fucking hell man. i jizzed in my pants then. HATESONG!!! the fucking bassline itself killed me. watching the bassisit all smiley smiley playing his thing. fuck yah!!. oh oh but in the middle of tht for some reason the touring guitarist wats-his-name-im-forgetting-it put his guitar down and went back stage for some reason. :S :S :S i dunno why. anyway he came back and then sound of muzac and start of something beautiful and open car. I headbanged like FUCK for open car. damn i think i broke my neck then. really coz for sometime i was all dizzy and wat not. but open car!!!!

and then he got his acoustic out. and i went all coz i thought he is playing trains alr! but then he said. and now i play something from the incident and then TIME FLIES!! (btw listen to the floyd album animals. i love it)..

and yes time flies. he kept shifting between acoustic and his electric. and his baldy roadie kept running back and forth on the stage. hahhaha. and then i just rmbred (thanks to ur (omfgrorlmao @ paragraph 2) comment) during the next song octane watever. i dont rmbr i only know octane , yah i heard some idiots talking at the back “abey, this band is so popular or wat?” and i went all :S :S :S :S :S :S. i wud have gone all :@ :@ :@ :@ :@. but then i was subdued with all the PT in the atmosphere so i just went all :S :S. but anyway. continuing. the back videos they show during the freaking songs are soooo awesome! bloody hell the one they showed for octane twisted was very awesome. all the light effects and photos and wat not was too good.

…………………………

…………..and here i was too busy talking about shankar to you and got fucking distracted……………………………………………………….lost track…………………………dunno what to say……………………………………searching for joke………………….found joke…………………must write and finish this thing…………………….. ( and i realized u dont like these dots. so i must stop)

and yah by this time i was pretty much fucking tired. my neck hurt and i did not have any voice left. and during anesthetize i was pretty much in a semi trance kinda. and i was soo dead that i just stood and was moving like im high (or so i think) and then a couple of songs passed by i dont rmbr wat all was totally lost. really. and was woken up by way out of here. oh oh but in the middle of anasthetize the heavy heavy riff part i was all alive again. broke my neck again. and pushed and shoved a couple of ppl also. anyway coming back to the narration way out of here and i was all emo and excited again. coz the song is soo awesome. and the entire experience of listening it there made it soooo brilliant i tell you. ill rmbr for ever. during the solo wilson was going all crazy, like mad on the guitar his hair everywhere and at the end. he lifted up his guitar in the air like some manowar album cover and said thank you mumbai and i was (and many more) all like nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!! (pretty much like you just now left the convo and went) anyway they just went off. and we kept shouting asking them to come back and then suddenly they walk back on stage!! and wilson says ok we shall play u the most famous/popular song. and sits down and starts trains on his aocustic and the entire crowd went double crazy i swear. no kidding EVERYONE was shouting the lyrics not singing. shouting, chanting everything and it went just like the live in chicago live 2005 one. exactly like tht. fuck. another moment when i was all like gone again. and then when they ended. lights out and we thought ok they are going and everyone was (((((( but but but but but. they started halo and conitnued and agian ppl went insane. fuck i tell you. never seen such an involved crowd. like it was then. bloody insane! and then at the end he intro everyone. and finally said. KTHXBAI and we will be back soon. super soon. i hope they do. and then it was all over. done. finished. game over. and there was nothing. nothing. all over and i felt like crying (metamorphic-ally) but was super happy and tired and walked back to my car (looooong way) and drove to the airport to pick my dad. and yah. there ended PT.

and also my rant. thanks for going back to ur room from the canteen. u were distracting me from all the ranting. and i dunno u probably heard this all from vamsi/sana/or anyone else hu was at PT. but yah this is wat happened to me.

hopefully all of this was readable.
cheers

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dv — Wed, 16 Dec 2009 23:53:10 +0000

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dv — Sun, 01 Nov 2009 23:16:23 +0000

I was drugged yesterday. I am sure I was roofied. And then violated while I was asleep. I cannot prove it. But I am super certain.

Anyway, so after sleeping my ass off for approx the whole day, I was up all night. And I did not wanna study, even though I got 1 quiz on Wednesday, and then shit loads of submission on Friday. But, no! I did not wanna do that. Super mind fucked I was.

Hence, I made this.

FML

dv — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 19:02:31 +0000

I got 2 papers due by Saturday and 1 presentation today. And I am NOOO where close to completing even one of them.

I am balding at a rate faster than the flapping of a bumblebees wings (they apparently flap their wings super fucking fast) and I got pimples growing EVERYWHERE on my face. They are larger than the fucking Mt. Everest and as if that wasn’t enough, they leave behind ridges deeper than the freaking Grand Canyon on my already fugly face.

And I cannot even help Maricelle solve simple statics problems from EG1109. FAIL.

I’ll die an old, balding lonely fool. Confirm.

my gal

dv — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 22:51:38 +0000

I AM IN LOVE WITH ELLIOT REED!!!!

Ok, now that I have shouted it out, Ill say why. But, first some background on my current state. I am dangerously drunk on obnoxious amounts of caffeine. Really, my fingers are shaking and kinda like vibrating now as I type this. And I am super tired and wide awake at the same time.

And now back to the original rant.

Elliot Reed is perfect. Truly, awesomely perfect.Why? Not coz she is blonde, or the fact that she is super cute in short hair, or that she is super is hot otherwise (although I still prefer short hair). What makes her my perfect girl is the her crazy ass-ness. She has the right mix of crazy + hyper + emo. Really, she is wacky as hell and I love it. She is brilliantly perfect. And I have seen scrubs like a kazillion times but it was only just now that I realize that I love her. I guess it was the coffee that made me realize that. And I am super glad it did. YAY!!!!!

Before this I believed Marla Singer was the love of my life. But no she is too goddamn suicidal. She would only complement me in my emo moods. However, come to think of it, the sex with her would be beyond awesome, but… Elliot’s still better. She is the full package. Awesome.

Ahhh……………………

I’m done. And now that I’m done, I don’t see the purpose of writing what I just wrote. Happens every fucking time I write early in the morning when I don’t sleep. FRCIK!

I think I should shut the hell up and just continue with my CAD paper. FocusBooster FTW!!!!!!!

sians………..

rocks my socks

dv — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 18:23:27 +0000

Like Mayer says in Bold as Love (this is probably my third post inspired from this song. Really. Awesome song), the best form of love, the one that he totally wants is the ( as he beautifully puts it)Thank God!! Your back- love” . And I couldn’t agree more. Thats the love my parents and sister express every time we meet. And its good love.

However, I think there is another love that comes quite close to that. I don’t think its technically love, but what ever it may be, I think its a pretty awesome emotion. And if I am allowed to coin it a term I would totally call it the I miss you-love. Its a superb kinda love coz you can mean it kinda casually or super seriously, if you get what I mean. But however it is expressed, its a fucking awesome feeling when you feel that love for someone or you receive it from someone. And although I am bitch and never really feel that way about anyone, I am super fortunate enough to have people express that to me. A LOT!

(Excluding my sis and parents) Topping the list is Karn, followed closely by Rishi, who constantly reminded me of how sorely I was missed here in sg when I was back home in the summer. What for?? I never know, but what ever it was that I was missed for, thanks a fuck lot guys. Really. As usual I dunno what to say. But yah, just thanks, thanks and thanks. thanks.

Then come people like Tong, Val, Joel, Edmund, Swee Foo…. Insane-Mother-Fucking-Awesome people, who always remember me and never forget to tell me how much they enjoy my weird ass company and miss it when I am not around. Thanks.

I dunno where to place her, so I have a separate paragraph for Chandni. Thanks a fuck lot for still remembering my birthday and calling/talking to me randomly whenever you have the time. Only person from my old school I still like and want to be friends with. You are awesome.

And all the random people too, who randomly pop up and remind me of how I am missed. Why?? I dunno again. But then they do. Gargs, Louis, Sakshi, Raphael, Xiao Zhi…Thanks.

To put it simply, I never understand why I am missed.I seriously don’t. But what ever it is that makes so many people tell me that. Thanks.

You guys rock my socks.