I'm dead tired and have been waiting for A meanie, but since there's nothing on tv, and no one online (except sam who's not in the mood to talk or something) I think it's best if I start writing. That way, I wont fall asleep, and hey; I like writing.
So what do I write about ... I actually have some stuff written down in my cell fone, but I'm not in the mood to write about that.
I'm not in the mood to write at all actually =\
Wow ... I'm actually bored ... and sleepy! I'm never sleepy =\
I need to learn how to make tea ... *googles tea making instructions*
...
Okay, maybe I'll just drink Red Bull in a while.
Oh, I know, I'll just tell you how sucky my day was ... I woke up at around 7 ... in the night ... and so, I didn't get to see the sun the whole day. Which is really depressing. Stayed depressed for about, 4 hours. Went out to meet some friends. Met some bastards while meeting some friends. Decided to go meet some other friends. Met 'some other friends'. Decided to have a deep conversation with Sam and Saad ... got depressed because their lives weren't good. Felt the manic depression and guilt kicking in. What guilt you ask? Go Figure. Came back home, smelling like a cigarette factory. Finally got to hear Aminii's voice. Told to wait for an hour. An hour and 45 minutes go by. I decide to write about how sucky my day was...
Okay, now that I've gotten myself even more depressed, I think I'll just go listen to Nirvana and blackout for a while.
Jul 27, 2007
Jul 13, 2007
Cat Hunting
I've had a lot of weird days in my life ... a lot ... and I don't know if I "blogged" about the rest of them, but since I pretty much remember all that happened today, I feel like writing it down.
Right. My day started at around, erm, 4 pm? I don't even remember ... Why did I wake up so late? Insomnia and this thing I've caught ... erm, called "Anima" ... hehe ...
I waited till 7 for Sam to come over so we could go see what Riyadh was upto, and he finally arrives. We listen to Metallica for a while, and he comments on how he's having a 'bad hair day'
Apparently, he tried some new hair conditioner ... need I continue? So he actually asked me for a pony ... Me, a guy who likes his hair, really short ... but hey, I had a rubberband! And so what if I accidentally dipped it in youghurt the other day ... it was clean now!
Aaanyhow, with his hair in a rubberband, we went out to eat. We had pizza, we took out a slice, a piece of chicken, and made a Pizza Pac Man. How cool are we? Ha! Try that with your food! Make a pac man with ... erm ... whatever you eat the next time ...
Ahem ... anyhow ... we gave the rest of our friends a call, and we went to pick em up! Turns out, they decided to play 'rockstar' ... yes, they jammed for a while and then did what almost every other rockstar does in the backstage area ... So, they're walking in the air, most of them anyway, and we're like, a long distance from where we wanted to be. It's like, 7 guys crammed in an Ultima ... okay, 6, since Sam was on the driving wheel ... but 2 guys actually had to ride shotgun >.> ... me and this other guy ... lol ... and just my luck, all the cops were out for joy-rides =\
So this guy, who's high, is actually 'riding shotgun' with me, and whenever theres a cop car, he would shove my head down to 'hide me' >.>
Ooh, and I was wearing sandals right ... and because a Nissan Ultima has air conditioning for your feet, I took them off :D ... when sam dropped all the guys home, and we decided to stop for ... *cough* some friends of ours to *cough* take off for the air again ... me and Sam got out, and I couldnt find one of my sandals : ... We actuallly looked everywhere, and it was just gone! So I'm sitting on the side of the road ... *cough* keeping a look out for 5-0 *cough* ... with a sandal on just one foot >.>
Lol, I try calling a meano, but the meano didn't pick up >.>
Aanyhow, so when our friends were back in the air, one of them says "Hey, I found your sandal ... er, like 5 minutes ago" ... >.> ... So I wear my sandal with glee and get back to riding shotgun ... alone ... when this friend of ours gets a call from home ... more like a s.o.s actually ... apparently, a really big cat was in his home, and no one could get it out ... they were trying for half an hour =\
So we decide we're going to do something about it XD
We reached the friends house at around, 12.45? We go up and we find this, HUGE fuck'ng cat, clinging to the curtain =\ ... and it looked more like a friggin Liger Cub ... Gato' el Diablo eat your friggin heart out ... that was by FAR the most stupidest/stubborn/evil/mean/possessed/scary cat I have EVER seen ...
It would climb anything! You give it an iceberg, and it'd probably climb that too ... Oh, and we figured out it was a female when it was clinging to the curtains ... erm ... yeah ...
So anyway, it does NOT want to leave. Either it's scared of humans, or it wants to wait till we're asleep to eat our brains. So, everyone ... everyone ... is scared of the cat ... but Me and Sam grab these 'weapons' ( a walking stick and one of those long scale like things architects use to sketch buildings) and decide to go cat hunting XD
First of all, Sam manages to hit it and get it off the curtain ... the bloody cat went under teh dressing table =\ ... we tried SO MANY THINGS
to get it out ... water, turning the ac on ... hitting it ... but it wouldn't move ... we could barely see it under the table too =\
So anyway, Sam, being the big guy he is, manages to use the walking stick thing to move the dressing table from position and we keep poking it for like, another half an hour ... then, I use the scale thingy (it looked more like a Grim Reaper's ... erm ... Reaping Tool Thing with Blades At Both Side XD ... not real blades though, plastic thingies ... lol) ... and poke it hard when it decides to come out and climb the curtains again =\
It was also by far, the FASTEST cat I have Ever Seen ...
After a loooooong while, it decides to hide behind the bed >.>
A friend comments "lets push the bed, and the pull it, so it gets pressed and then runs out!"
...
Me: "Yeah, right, erm ... well, I know what I have to do"
So I clapped ... and first I get a strange look, but finally the joke kicks in.
...
So, the brother of the dude who's home it was, decides to first throw water behind the bed ... which didn't work ... he then throws the air conditioner's grill thing ... which didn't work.
Me: "Erm, you do realize, that the more stuff you throw back there, the more chance of it getting stuck?"
Everyone: "ohh ... ohh, yeahhh ..."
So then, when everyone's had their chance of looking behind the bed to see if the cat is alive and kicking, it's my turn :(
So, I lean behind the bed, and see this ... cat ... staring back at me ... all, Evil ... it's eyes all black, and I actually start talking to it =\
Me: "Erm, come out cat ... we won't hurt you ... just, erm, leave ... and we'll er, let you go ... dont be a bitch now!"
Sam: "Er, I don't think you can call it a bitch ... it WAS a cat the last time I saw it"
Me: >.> No way! So that's what it is?? >.>
The cat is lodged between the wall, the air conditioner grill thing, and the bed. So I use my Grim Reaper Double Blades ... XD ... and try to get the grill thing off the cat, so it moves out. And I
actually got what I was asking for. Before I could blink, move, or say "what the fu*k?!" the room was literally empty and the cat was nowhere to be found. Oh, and there was screaming.
So I jump ... yes ... jump ... from the thing I was standing on to the bed and towards the door, when the bloody cat goes back under the dressing table =\ ...
*sigh* we cover the entrance to under the bed, because it'd be a tough mother to get from under there ...
Sam manages to get it out from under the table but it climbs back on top of the curtains =\
That's when Me and Sam got really frustrated >.>
We're standing on the bed, sam with his shoes on ... oh, and I don't like wearing my sandals a lot, as you probably found out ... and we poke the cat a few times ... when that doesnt work, I use the blade thingy ... to push it down, and it falls on the table thing, BEHIND the curtains so we couldnlt seee it. Okay, so it goes behind this bag thing, and I push the bag real hard so it can't go behind it ... then it decides to jump out and back under the dressing table ...
But for the last time ... muhahaha ... ahem ... Sam does what he does best ... getting cats out from under dressing tables ... and it finally runs out of the room ... me and Sam chase it downstairs, with our weapons :p ... but till the time we reach the bottom ... it's gone ... that's it ... the cat's just vanished. It either ran out of the door, or just turned into air.
With that taken care of, we raise our weapons high and compile our very first war dance and victory song. "Yeahhhhh, who rocks? We Roccckkk" followed with the rock on sign. Hehe.
We took care of a pest problem! ... so what if it took us 2 hours? We did!!
Cat problems? Call 1900-000-DSx ... XD
Right. My day started at around, erm, 4 pm? I don't even remember ... Why did I wake up so late? Insomnia and this thing I've caught ... erm, called "Anima" ... hehe ...
I waited till 7 for Sam to come over so we could go see what Riyadh was upto, and he finally arrives. We listen to Metallica for a while, and he comments on how he's having a 'bad hair day'
Apparently, he tried some new hair conditioner ... need I continue? So he actually asked me for a pony ... Me, a guy who likes his hair, really short ... but hey, I had a rubberband! And so what if I accidentally dipped it in youghurt the other day ... it was clean now!
Aaanyhow, with his hair in a rubberband, we went out to eat. We had pizza, we took out a slice, a piece of chicken, and made a Pizza Pac Man. How cool are we? Ha! Try that with your food! Make a pac man with ... erm ... whatever you eat the next time ...
Ahem ... anyhow ... we gave the rest of our friends a call, and we went to pick em up! Turns out, they decided to play 'rockstar' ... yes, they jammed for a while and then did what almost every other rockstar does in the backstage area ... So, they're walking in the air, most of them anyway, and we're like, a long distance from where we wanted to be. It's like, 7 guys crammed in an Ultima ... okay, 6, since Sam was on the driving wheel ... but 2 guys actually had to ride shotgun >.> ... me and this other guy ... lol ... and just my luck, all the cops were out for joy-rides =\
So this guy, who's high, is actually 'riding shotgun' with me, and whenever theres a cop car, he would shove my head down to 'hide me' >.>
Ooh, and I was wearing sandals right ... and because a Nissan Ultima has air conditioning for your feet, I took them off :D ... when sam dropped all the guys home, and we decided to stop for ... *cough* some friends of ours to *cough* take off for the air again ... me and Sam got out, and I couldnt find one of my sandals : ... We actuallly looked everywhere, and it was just gone! So I'm sitting on the side of the road ... *cough* keeping a look out for 5-0 *cough* ... with a sandal on just one foot >.>
Lol, I try calling a meano, but the meano didn't pick up >.>
Aanyhow, so when our friends were back in the air, one of them says "Hey, I found your sandal ... er, like 5 minutes ago" ... >.> ... So I wear my sandal with glee and get back to riding shotgun ... alone ... when this friend of ours gets a call from home ... more like a s.o.s actually ... apparently, a really big cat was in his home, and no one could get it out ... they were trying for half an hour =\
So we decide we're going to do something about it XD
We reached the friends house at around, 12.45? We go up and we find this, HUGE fuck'ng cat, clinging to the curtain =\ ... and it looked more like a friggin Liger Cub ... Gato' el Diablo eat your friggin heart out ... that was by FAR the most stupidest/stubborn/evil/mean/possessed/scary cat I have EVER seen ...
It would climb anything! You give it an iceberg, and it'd probably climb that too ... Oh, and we figured out it was a female when it was clinging to the curtains ... erm ... yeah ...
So anyway, it does NOT want to leave. Either it's scared of humans, or it wants to wait till we're asleep to eat our brains. So, everyone ... everyone ... is scared of the cat ... but Me and Sam grab these 'weapons' ( a walking stick and one of those long scale like things architects use to sketch buildings) and decide to go cat hunting XD
First of all, Sam manages to hit it and get it off the curtain ... the bloody cat went under teh dressing table =\ ... we tried SO MANY THINGS
to get it out ... water, turning the ac on ... hitting it ... but it wouldn't move ... we could barely see it under the table too =\So anyway, Sam, being the big guy he is, manages to use the walking stick thing to move the dressing table from position and we keep poking it for like, another half an hour ... then, I use the scale thingy (it looked more like a Grim Reaper's ... erm ... Reaping Tool Thing with Blades At Both Side XD ... not real blades though, plastic thingies ... lol) ... and poke it hard when it decides to come out and climb the curtains again =\
It was also by far, the FASTEST cat I have Ever Seen ...
After a loooooong while, it decides to hide behind the bed >.>
A friend comments "lets push the bed, and the pull it, so it gets pressed and then runs out!"
...
Me: "Yeah, right, erm ... well, I know what I have to do"
So I clapped ... and first I get a strange look, but finally the joke kicks in.
...
So, the brother of the dude who's home it was, decides to first throw water behind the bed ... which didn't work ... he then throws the air conditioner's grill thing ... which didn't work.
Me: "Erm, you do realize, that the more stuff you throw back there, the more chance of it getting stuck?"
Everyone: "ohh ... ohh, yeahhh ..."
So then, when everyone's had their chance of looking behind the bed to see if the cat is alive and kicking, it's my turn :(
So, I lean behind the bed, and see this ... cat ... staring back at me ... all, Evil ... it's eyes all black, and I actually start talking to it =\
Me: "Erm, come out cat ... we won't hurt you ... just, erm, leave ... and we'll er, let you go ... dont be a bitch now!"
Sam: "Er, I don't think you can call it a bitch ... it WAS a cat the last time I saw it"
Me: >.> No way! So that's what it is?? >.>
The cat is lodged between the wall, the air conditioner grill thing, and the bed. So I use my Grim Reaper Double Blades ... XD ... and try to get the grill thing off the cat, so it moves out. And I
actually got what I was asking for. Before I could blink, move, or say "what the fu*k?!" the room was literally empty and the cat was nowhere to be found. Oh, and there was screaming.So I jump ... yes ... jump ... from the thing I was standing on to the bed and towards the door, when the bloody cat goes back under the dressing table =\ ...
*sigh* we cover the entrance to under the bed, because it'd be a tough mother to get from under there ...
Sam manages to get it out from under the table but it climbs back on top of the curtains =\
That's when Me and Sam got really frustrated >.>
We're standing on the bed, sam with his shoes on ... oh, and I don't like wearing my sandals a lot, as you probably found out ... and we poke the cat a few times ... when that doesnt work, I use the blade thingy ... to push it down, and it falls on the table thing, BEHIND the curtains so we couldnlt seee it. Okay, so it goes behind this bag thing, and I push the bag real hard so it can't go behind it ... then it decides to jump out and back under the dressing table ...
But for the last time ... muhahaha ... ahem ... Sam does what he does best ... getting cats out from under dressing tables ... and it finally runs out of the room ... me and Sam chase it downstairs, with our weapons :p ... but till the time we reach the bottom ... it's gone ... that's it ... the cat's just vanished. It either ran out of the door, or just turned into air.
With that taken care of, we raise our weapons high and compile our very first war dance and victory song. "Yeahhhhh, who rocks? We Roccckkk" followed with the rock on sign. Hehe.
We took care of a pest problem! ... so what if it took us 2 hours? We did!!
Cat problems? Call 1900-000-DSx ... XD
Jun 18, 2007
Simple Music
Hey ... why do I always start with "hey" ?? ... Anyway. I was just facebooking, when I realised I'd left my blog on it's own for quite some time now ... it's been some time, and I couldn't help but feel I've been neglecting the blog.
Even when I have nothing to write about, I can just come here and ... blah ... right? Of course I can!
So let's see ... I downloaded the new White Stripes album, and it's called Icky Thump. Apparently, there's a story behind that (eecky thump) but it just didn't sound inviting enough and I didn't get into detail.
The album is, all right. I like to call stuff like this 'simple music' because if you look at the details, like tablature and drum beats, it's not all that, but it sounds so kickass.
Listen to "Icky Thump" and "Little Cream Soda" from the album if you can.
Simplicity rocks.
Other "simple" musical acts include: Nirvana, and Audioslave ... now, both these bands ... or the guitarists of the bands ... have been known to be Effects Pedal-Happy ... they step on it to turn it on, and forget turning it off.
So even the simplest chords and riffs sound like ... well, just sound really awesome.
That, is simple music, resourcefully done. Just the way I like it.
Then, I came across Chris Cornell ... he's what people think Atif Aslam to be : A Rockstar. See,
how I bolded Rockstar, so the point comes across :
He was in a lot of rock bands, he writes his own stuff, and he doesn't dance.
Ever heard of Soundgarden? Audioslave? Even if you haven't : just know, they were Big.
Atif Aslam has a great voice, no doubt. And I'm not completely against Stereo-Typing, but people shouldn't brand artists like him, rockstars. I know, I know, all the cool kids wan't to wear those big glasses, leather bands, and have spiky hair. But come on now, it's not a lifestyle. It's an attitude. Not Everyone Has It.
And it's not only Atif Aslam. There are so many artists out there, if I start a list, I'd run out of space.
What's up with that? What ever happened to originality?
*sigh*
Changing lanes, I saw a few noir' movies. Did I already describe those? My interpretation of them is: Bad things happen, and you really have to think. I'd describe it as "smart cinema"
Besides that, what else have I been doing? Blah, I've been in and out of melancholia ... that's basically it.
I've been giving my guitar some time ... and, it's been paying off :)
I haven't said a word about life yet, have I? Does it really matter? We all have our own lives to lead ... and we're promised the same choices, right? So it's all in our own hands, right? We're the ones messing it up then?
I'd hate to stop writing about it though ... old habits die hard.
Even when I have nothing to write about, I can just come here and ... blah ... right? Of course I can!
So let's see ... I downloaded the new White Stripes album, and it's called Icky Thump. Apparently, there's a story behind that (eecky thump) but it just didn't sound inviting enough and I didn't get into detail.The album is, all right. I like to call stuff like this 'simple music' because if you look at the details, like tablature and drum beats, it's not all that, but it sounds so kickass.
Listen to "Icky Thump" and "Little Cream Soda" from the album if you can.
Simplicity rocks.
Other "simple" musical acts include: Nirvana, and Audioslave ... now, both these bands ... or the guitarists of the bands ... have been known to be Effects Pedal-Happy ... they step on it to turn it on, and forget turning it off.
So even the simplest chords and riffs sound like ... well, just sound really awesome.
That, is simple music, resourcefully done. Just the way I like it.
Then, I came across Chris Cornell ... he's what people think Atif Aslam to be : A Rockstar. See,
how I bolded Rockstar, so the point comes across :He was in a lot of rock bands, he writes his own stuff, and he doesn't dance.
Ever heard of Soundgarden? Audioslave? Even if you haven't : just know, they were Big.
Atif Aslam has a great voice, no doubt. And I'm not completely against Stereo-Typing, but people shouldn't brand artists like him, rockstars. I know, I know, all the cool kids wan't to wear those big glasses, leather bands, and have spiky hair. But come on now, it's not a lifestyle. It's an attitude. Not Everyone Has It.
And it's not only Atif Aslam. There are so many artists out there, if I start a list, I'd run out of space.
What's up with that? What ever happened to originality?
*sigh*
Changing lanes, I saw a few noir' movies. Did I already describe those? My interpretation of them is: Bad things happen, and you really have to think. I'd describe it as "smart cinema"
Besides that, what else have I been doing? Blah, I've been in and out of melancholia ... that's basically it.
I've been giving my guitar some time ... and, it's been paying off :)
I haven't said a word about life yet, have I? Does it really matter? We all have our own lives to lead ... and we're promised the same choices, right? So it's all in our own hands, right? We're the ones messing it up then?
I'd hate to stop writing about it though ... old habits die hard.
May 28, 2007
Dawning ...
Ohkayy! It has now, officially, been 18 years ... and I've been meaning to write a blog entry similar to this one, and now is the best time to write! Don't ask me why though ...
Time has gone by so fast ... I mean, when people said "life is short" I used to laugh at them, and think to myself: Life is by far the longest thing you can experience.What people probably meant was: Life is too short, if you don't have fun every minute. Or that's just how I think ... hehe.Also note: Life is too short to blend in ... :D
Anyhow, I've been thinking, ever since May started ... aah, my month, so many good things have happened in Mays' past ... yeah, ever since May started, of whatI'm going to do, once I reach the 29th ... I had a lot in mind, was going to do a lot, but due to some 'unforseen circumstances' I had to ... aah, nevermind. Let me just come to what I CAN do ...
First of all, I would like to apologise to EVERYONE out there. All of you people, sitting unaware at home, and everyone here right now, reading this post. Why? Just because this is the "Dawning Of The Rest Of Our Lives" .... our? Yes, Yours, Mine and Another Person that's probably the "unaware" part ... So yes ... from deep down inside, I'm Sorry for anything that I have done to either : hurt you/shock you/piss you off ... I probably didn't mean it ... and even if I did ... I'm Sorry!!!!
Second, I'd like to THANK all of you. Yes, YOU! You make my life special!! Think of all the things we've done together, yeah, lets ... take a minute, or more if it takes you. How many times have we laughed together? Ever wonder how happiness is so underrated?? Next time you're 'depressed' give it a thought. And when you realise, come back tonotice: We've shared laughter!!
We've shared a lot more probably ... sadness? Have we done that? Have we helped each other out? Have we made conversation for hours and hours? Did I mention you in my blog post, ever? Did I make other people meet you?
Even if we haven't done ANY of that ... I'm just glad to know you right now ... I'm glad you can tell people you know me ... and I'm glad I can tell people I know you ...
THANK YOU. Because my life definately would've been incomplete without YOU right now ... no matter who you are! I know, somehow you've brought change to my life, and I'm grateful for it all ...
There are so many things for me to be thanking you for : Maybe I spent some time with you? When I just got to be "myself" ?? I love that, I love being myself. Thank you for that.
Maybe I've told you something I have never ever told anyone else? Thank you for "letting me go" of something. Maybe I've known you my whole life? Maybe you know everything I've ever done, maybe you're the person I tell everything as soon as it happens. Thank you for being there to listen.
Maybe we share a passion together? Rock and Roll, and Drugs? Thank you for being here ... thank you for being you!
Even if we haven't done all that? Thank you.
The list is endless ... and to sum it all up: THANK YOU FOR ANY MOMENT I MIGHT HAVE SHARED WITH YOU.
ooh, ooh, I would like to wish someone who's probably not even reading: Happy Birthday!! You probably have no idea how you've touched me for the good. It was all good. Thank you ...
"Don't be sad for every moment that goes by
Don't be sad for every moment that dies
The past is behind us ... let's start again with
The Dawning Of The Rest Of Our Lives"
- Danish
May 18, 2007
Unhealthy Healthy Habits
I was going through Msn Health And Fitness where I read about 'healthy habits' which aren't really healthy. And I came across this:
Drinking eight glasses of water a day
Admit it, this is one healthy habit that’s a royal pain. Luckily, it’s also completely unnecessary. For some people, eight glasses a day might actually be far too much, leading to sodium deficiencies and potentially life-threatening water intoxication, caused by kidneys not being able to keep up the intake of liquids. In 2002, a kidney specialist tried, in vain, to find any scientific evidence supporting the eight-glasses-a-day myth. His report, published in the American Journal of Physiology, concluded that this standard health advice was complete and utter bunk that, like many urban legends, stemmed from a tiny grain of truth. Apparently, the dietary guidelines provided by the Food and Nutrition Board of the National Research Council do say that humans need 1 milliliter of water for each calorie of food—adding up to about 10 cups a day. However, the same guidelines also say that we get most of this liquid from the water in solid food. There’s no need to drink more.
Source: Msn Health and Fitness
So do I stop drinking a lot of water, or do I first ask my kidney?
And, another one I read about was : Carrots improving your eyesight.
Apparently, During World War 2, the british navy fighters were spotting Nazi pilots from further distances and shooting them down. So what do they do? They spread the news that carrots were helping their pilots see in the dark. What really happened was, the british developed a better radar system that they didn't want their enemies to know about.
Carrots are a good source of Vitamin A, but eating a lot won't give you night vision ... instead, it'll develop a toxin in your body, which isn't fatal, but hey... Toxin.
May 17, 2007
Left Sorrow
Okayy, so, now that my depression is all gone ... (Yes, Sheedeee and Nobia, it's all gone, happy? I'm not lying!! It is!!) ... yeah, it's all gone. And I embark on a new path for new memories. *glee*
Today was a nice day ... tiring, yes, but nice all the same ...
I was out of the house for 6 hours, so I'm bound to get tired (I was out of the house for 18 hours once, lol, gave an exam at 7 in the morning, and didn't go home, stayed out till approx. 12 at night .. fun fun ..)
So let's see what happened ... yeah, I woke up at around, 2.30. Yeah. Went to inbox to check if anyone particular had sent an email, but noooo, just stupid newsletters. Then decided to call and check if Sarmad (pijohn) and Fahad (lala) were ready to go get gifts for Saad's Birthday! (Which is today, May18th ... which reminds me: so many people's birthdays in may;
First of all, there were tthese 3 chicks who had b'days in May 5, May 6 and May 7 ... =\ ... then Sam's on May 15 ... Saad's on May 18 ... Simmi bhai's on May 23 ... and the world's two most kickass people's birthday on May 29)
Yeah ... okay, Pijohn was ready, but he had no car. Lala was busy running errands, and so we had to wait and be BORED till F*** at home. When finalllayyyy, Pijohn and Lala arrived at my place and we all decided to get saad some stuff.
We go all the way to the place we were going to :p , listening to some depressing songs ... but Lala is such a weird dude, the best way to describe him would be: he Loves life ... he's always happy no matter wat =\ must be a pisces thing ... me and Pijohn survived somehow and reached the place.
We got the stuff ... ooh, there was a cute chick there, but she didn't look :( anyhow...
We got the stuff, decided we're hungry, BUT we needed something from a friend of ours ... who shall remain unnammed. AND, Sam pijohn didn't want to meet him. THAT is where the downfall started. lol ... Lala said he'll drop us at home, run some more errands and ... listen carefully ... PICK US UP AFTER HALF AN HOUR ... *sigh* maybe his watch wasn't working ... heh, geminis: so optimistic :p
anyhow ... Sam had fight or something with his chick :( (its all okay now, yayy) and so, we went to his place, where I actually, sat on this couch, PLAYED with a beer glass bottle (oooh, the bubbles go up .. oooh the bubbles go down. .. tht was my game ..) for an HOUR. Yes, an HOUR. He talked to his chick, and hardwork does pay off! In an hour everything was fine ... Pijohn had mercy and we went out to have more smozzies... hehe, we know what that means :p
THEN, lala arrived in his Deenaaaliiiii. Yah, first he came in his mercury when we did the shopping, so this was car number 2 for the day.
We sat, and decided we're all hungry. BUT, no one had cash ... at the moment >.> ... yes, miracles happen with us. Anyhow, we went and picked up a bish friend of ours that I call Geeboo and the rest of the friends call him ... naa, name too unappropriate, ppl from my family come and read this blog :p .. haha, you know who you are mean ones!
*ahem* getting back to topic ... we picked em up and we picked up the papers we needed from another friend. Then, we dropped the *friend with appropriate name* back home and decided if we were had cash or not :p
Hehe, and WE DID. We had cash all of a sudden :p ... yes, weird, but that's what we do. In the end we all eat, but we have to take long time calculating the expenses :p
So yeh, we went to eat, when Enter Ride Number 3.
We was eating, when he called and arrived in his ... *sigh* orange civic ... and decided to just see us until we get back to sam's place ... >.> ... becuz we're too cool for him ... muhahaha, Sam!
No, wait, did I forget to mention?? Laallleyyyy, decided to test drive driver ... er, dude no 3's car :p .. actually the car's hand brake ... NO, u bastard sam, don't take that the wrong way, test drive hand brake, NO! ... muhahaha, anyway, when dude and sam left for sam's home, me and lala went for a spin ... yes ... spin ... 90 and 180 degrees :p FUNNNNZ.
Then, the dude ''topified'' us and left, when Pijohn ... er, had something to do at home and gave me and lalleyyy His Car Keys ... yes! Ride Number 4 for the day!!
*whistle* ... we ... *ahem* went for a spin ... *cough*
and came back, picked sam up, when Voila!! Sam had a master plan : it was 10 minutes to midnight (and xt's birthday) and we could go to Saad's place to wish him!! I have smart friends :p ... no seriously, no sarcasm there, Sam :p ... lol.
So yeshhhh, we reach in about 8 minutes, still 2 minutes left. Muhaha, xt showed us how to climb on cement thingy, to look in his window :p I was literally hanging from his window railings wearing a glow in the dark metallica shirt, why didnt anyone take a picture u bastards I just realized!!!! Anyhow :p
A guy was staring at us liek we're trying to break in saad, did we tell you? :p haha, u werent at homeee who told u to go suttafy?!? Anyhow, we're waiting cuz we figured he's not at home, when... Enter Ride Number 5!! Saad arrives in his "french car" :p haha, ok ok its french and not european ... hwever u spell that.
So yesh, we go for a ride, and meet Saad, and when it's twelve we say Happy Birthday Duuude!! You should've seen his face, he tried so hard to act surprised :p haha, we could see him all happy when he got off the car and we didn't even say anything !! lol.
Anyhow, his chick called ... (we still wished first, aaite saad) ... and nobi messaged me asking for saads no, when I replied, she called him!! (ps: sam says; U just sent me a msg!!!! And u call Saad?! ... ooh, and u better have credit for a few days later :p)
Yehhhh, so everyone wished saad a happy birthday!! wohoooo, day ends!! we had funz!! Oh, waitttttttt a minnnuuuuteeeeee :p we HAD to have fire ... if not on candles, we are soooo resourceful that we found a way :p
lol, Saad dropped us back to Sam's car, and we were goin back when I heard this straaange *ching..ching..ching..ching* sound coming from the car ... but we thought it's nothing and started to drive, when saad came back in his car behind us and told us to stop (Pijohn being a fast and the furious fan hit the brakes real hard and stopped at 90' degrees :p .. lol)
Saad comes running and guess what he says?
"Quickly Quickly!! Someone gimme his cell!! Someone with credit!!"
us: "uhhhh, why?" (we didn't say "wheres the fire?" or it wuld've been complete :P)
"Beecaaause I want to call my chick and tell her to call me later!!)
... no comments ....
aaaanyhow :p Thank God for her!! Becaaaause, we suddenly smelt ... something ... burning ... don't go into shock yet.
We got out of the car, and popped open the hood to find BIG SMOKES .... haha, yes, A lotttta smoke :p.jpg)
Awww, smoke not visible in picture :(
But there was a loot!!! Yesss, A lot!!
Lol, anyhow, I told the smart people to turn off the car, but It wouldn't turn off !! Lol, and it didn't even have a brain, AND this wasn't a terminator movie ... so we were all shocked.
Lol, thennn, The smart people remembered the battery wire, which would turn off the car. We took that wire out, and the battery died down, with some last cries of pain .. haha, yeh.. chinga chinga chinga chinnnngggg .... roflol.
Aaaanyhow, to make the birthday complete, saad noticed some wires got Red Hot. And then there were the flames which made us go into "woooahhh waatttt the ffffffooooooookkk" mode. Hahaha, we looked desperately in sams car for a fire extinguisher, but didn't find ... and guess wat ... when sam got home his bro tells him it was in the trunk ... lolll, Saad ddidn't have extinguisher either but guess what? he did have a half filled plastic water bottle!!! Lol, THANK GOD the fire went out by itself :p
roflol... Sooo yes, it came to an end just as it started. We took the ccar off parking, and pushed it to the other side of the road where we locked it, and it stands there as we speak.
Aaaah, quite a day. Oooh, Oooh, misc. funny thing : I was talking to sam a few days ago about his favorite foods ... he says he likes biryani ... and second, he likes ... *sigh* Chaal Daawal ... Read that ... he said Chaaawaaal Daaaaal ... roflol, we make fun of that all the time now :p by saying Daawal Chaal .. lol.
Woohoo, just had to get that published somewhere :p lol ... Aah, so yesh, that was our day!!
Now I'm at hhome, 2 hoours after the "Day Ended" writing about it ... I am either too smart for my own good, or I need a life :p ... you need not comment, all you mean people I know .. lol, because most of you were with me in all of this :p
aah, feels good to just end the post. Hope you liked!! Ooh, this is Saad's official birthday post. He gets this as a gift from me and can show off "Look! Danish wrote a blog post on my birthday!" lolll ...
Thanks, All Of You ... For Reading ... And Some, For Witnessing Life With Me ... :)
Today was a nice day ... tiring, yes, but nice all the same ...
I was out of the house for 6 hours, so I'm bound to get tired (I was out of the house for 18 hours once, lol, gave an exam at 7 in the morning, and didn't go home, stayed out till approx. 12 at night .. fun fun ..)
So let's see what happened ... yeah, I woke up at around, 2.30. Yeah. Went to inbox to check if anyone particular had sent an email, but noooo, just stupid newsletters. Then decided to call and check if Sarmad (pijohn) and Fahad (lala) were ready to go get gifts for Saad's Birthday! (Which is today, May18th ... which reminds me: so many people's birthdays in may;
First of all, there were tthese 3 chicks who had b'days in May 5, May 6 and May 7 ... =\ ... then Sam's on May 15 ... Saad's on May 18 ... Simmi bhai's on May 23 ... and the world's two most kickass people's birthday on May 29)
Yeah ... okay, Pijohn was ready, but he had no car. Lala was busy running errands, and so we had to wait and be BORED till F*** at home. When finalllayyyy, Pijohn and Lala arrived at my place and we all decided to get saad some stuff.
We go all the way to the place we were going to :p , listening to some depressing songs ... but Lala is such a weird dude, the best way to describe him would be: he Loves life ... he's always happy no matter wat =\ must be a pisces thing ... me and Pijohn survived somehow and reached the place.
We got the stuff ... ooh, there was a cute chick there, but she didn't look :( anyhow...
We got the stuff, decided we're hungry, BUT we needed something from a friend of ours ... who shall remain unnammed. AND, Sam pijohn didn't want to meet him. THAT is where the downfall started. lol ... Lala said he'll drop us at home, run some more errands and ... listen carefully ... PICK US UP AFTER HALF AN HOUR ... *sigh* maybe his watch wasn't working ... heh, geminis: so optimistic :p
anyhow ... Sam had fight or something with his chick :( (its all okay now, yayy) and so, we went to his place, where I actually, sat on this couch, PLAYED with a beer glass bottle (oooh, the bubbles go up .. oooh the bubbles go down. .. tht was my game ..) for an HOUR. Yes, an HOUR. He talked to his chick, and hardwork does pay off! In an hour everything was fine ... Pijohn had mercy and we went out to have more smozzies... hehe, we know what that means :p
THEN, lala arrived in his Deenaaaliiiii. Yah, first he came in his mercury when we did the shopping, so this was car number 2 for the day.
We sat, and decided we're all hungry. BUT, no one had cash ... at the moment >.> ... yes, miracles happen with us. Anyhow, we went and picked up a bish friend of ours that I call Geeboo and the rest of the friends call him ... naa, name too unappropriate, ppl from my family come and read this blog :p .. haha, you know who you are mean ones!
*ahem* getting back to topic ... we picked em up and we picked up the papers we needed from another friend. Then, we dropped the *friend with appropriate name* back home and decided if we were had cash or not :p
Hehe, and WE DID. We had cash all of a sudden :p ... yes, weird, but that's what we do. In the end we all eat, but we have to take long time calculating the expenses :p
So yeh, we went to eat, when Enter Ride Number 3.
We was eating, when he called and arrived in his ... *sigh* orange civic ... and decided to just see us until we get back to sam's place ... >.> ... becuz we're too cool for him ... muhahaha, Sam!
No, wait, did I forget to mention?? Laallleyyyy, decided to test drive driver ... er, dude no 3's car :p .. actually the car's hand brake ... NO, u bastard sam, don't take that the wrong way, test drive hand brake, NO! ... muhahaha, anyway, when dude and sam left for sam's home, me and lala went for a spin ... yes ... spin ... 90 and 180 degrees :p FUNNNNZ.
Then, the dude ''topified'' us and left, when Pijohn ... er, had something to do at home and gave me and lalleyyy His Car Keys ... yes! Ride Number 4 for the day!!
*whistle* ... we ... *ahem* went for a spin ... *cough*
and came back, picked sam up, when Voila!! Sam had a master plan : it was 10 minutes to midnight (and xt's birthday) and we could go to Saad's place to wish him!! I have smart friends :p ... no seriously, no sarcasm there, Sam :p ... lol.
So yeshhhh, we reach in about 8 minutes, still 2 minutes left. Muhaha, xt showed us how to climb on cement thingy, to look in his window :p I was literally hanging from his window railings wearing a glow in the dark metallica shirt, why didnt anyone take a picture u bastards I just realized!!!! Anyhow :p
A guy was staring at us liek we're trying to break in saad, did we tell you? :p haha, u werent at homeee who told u to go suttafy?!? Anyhow, we're waiting cuz we figured he's not at home, when... Enter Ride Number 5!! Saad arrives in his "french car" :p haha, ok ok its french and not european ... hwever u spell that.
So yesh, we go for a ride, and meet Saad, and when it's twelve we say Happy Birthday Duuude!! You should've seen his face, he tried so hard to act surprised :p haha, we could see him all happy when he got off the car and we didn't even say anything !! lol.
Anyhow, his chick called ... (we still wished first, aaite saad) ... and nobi messaged me asking for saads no, when I replied, she called him!! (ps: sam says; U just sent me a msg!!!! And u call Saad?! ... ooh, and u better have credit for a few days later :p)
Yehhhh, so everyone wished saad a happy birthday!! wohoooo, day ends!! we had funz!! Oh, waitttttttt a minnnuuuuteeeeee :p we HAD to have fire ... if not on candles, we are soooo resourceful that we found a way :p
lol, Saad dropped us back to Sam's car, and we were goin back when I heard this straaange *ching..ching..ching..ching* sound coming from the car ... but we thought it's nothing and started to drive, when saad came back in his car behind us and told us to stop (Pijohn being a fast and the furious fan hit the brakes real hard and stopped at 90' degrees :p .. lol)
Saad comes running and guess what he says?
"Quickly Quickly!! Someone gimme his cell!! Someone with credit!!"
us: "uhhhh, why?" (we didn't say "wheres the fire?" or it wuld've been complete :P)
"Beecaaause I want to call my chick and tell her to call me later!!)
... no comments ....
aaaanyhow :p Thank God for her!! Becaaaause, we suddenly smelt ... something ... burning ... don't go into shock yet.
We got out of the car, and popped open the hood to find BIG SMOKES .... haha, yes, A lotttta smoke :p
.jpg)
Awww, smoke not visible in picture :(
But there was a loot!!! Yesss, A lot!!
Lol, anyhow, I told the smart people to turn off the car, but It wouldn't turn off !! Lol, and it didn't even have a brain, AND this wasn't a terminator movie ... so we were all shocked.
Lol, thennn, The smart people remembered the battery wire, which would turn off the car. We took that wire out, and the battery died down, with some last cries of pain .. haha, yeh.. chinga chinga chinga chinnnngggg .... roflol.
Aaaanyhow, to make the birthday complete, saad noticed some wires got Red Hot. And then there were the flames which made us go into "woooahhh waatttt the ffffffooooooookkk" mode. Hahaha, we looked desperately in sams car for a fire extinguisher, but didn't find ... and guess wat ... when sam got home his bro tells him it was in the trunk ... lolll, Saad ddidn't have extinguisher either but guess what? he did have a half filled plastic water bottle!!! Lol, THANK GOD the fire went out by itself :p
roflol... Sooo yes, it came to an end just as it started. We took the ccar off parking, and pushed it to the other side of the road where we locked it, and it stands there as we speak.
Aaaah, quite a day. Oooh, Oooh, misc. funny thing : I was talking to sam a few days ago about his favorite foods ... he says he likes biryani ... and second, he likes ... *sigh* Chaal Daawal ... Read that ... he said Chaaawaaal Daaaaal ... roflol, we make fun of that all the time now :p by saying Daawal Chaal .. lol.
Woohoo, just had to get that published somewhere :p lol ... Aah, so yesh, that was our day!!
Now I'm at hhome, 2 hoours after the "Day Ended" writing about it ... I am either too smart for my own good, or I need a life :p ... you need not comment, all you mean people I know .. lol, because most of you were with me in all of this :p
aah, feels good to just end the post. Hope you liked!! Ooh, this is Saad's official birthday post. He gets this as a gift from me and can show off "Look! Danish wrote a blog post on my birthday!" lolll ...
Thanks, All Of You ... For Reading ... And Some, For Witnessing Life With Me ... :)
- Danish
May 2, 2007
Life as Wikipedia tells us ...
The last time I wanted information, I either went directly to Google, or Wikipedia.
It seems all of "life" has been covered, at "The biggest multilingual free-content encyclopedia on the Internet. "
So I figured. Maybe Wikipedia has all the answers to life. Maybe, I can find out what life is all about, from the same place I get all the information about Prison Break episodes.
I thought of basic things that we go through, or things that have any sort of meaning in life, and looked at what Wikipedia said about them.
Let's start at "Birth"
Birth is the process in animals by which an offspring is expelled from the body of its mother. Different forms of birth are ovipary, vivipary or ovovivipary.
It seems all of "life" has been covered, at "The biggest multilingual free-content encyclopedia on the Internet. "
So I figured. Maybe Wikipedia has all the answers to life. Maybe, I can find out what life is all about, from the same place I get all the information about Prison Break episodes.
I thought of basic things that we go through, or things that have any sort of meaning in life, and looked at what Wikipedia said about them.
Let's start at "Birth"
Birth is the process in animals by which an offspring is expelled from the body of its mother. Different forms of birth are ovipary, vivipary or ovovivipary.
So far so good. Let's try "Life" next.
Life is a condition that distinguishes organisms from inorganic objects and dead organisms, being manifested by growth through metabolism, reproduction, and the power of adaptation to environment through changes originating internally.
As you probably have come to know by now, life isn't that easy to get. After Life, the next thing that come to mind was ...
Death is the permanent end of the life of a biological organism. Death may refer to the end of life as either an event or condition.[1] Death occurs in nature as a result of predation, disease, loss of habitat, or accident. The principal causes of death in modern human societies are diseases related to aging.[1] Traditions and beliefs related to death are an important part of human culture, and central to many religions.
Okay, now that the basics to our big question called life have been answered, let's see what Wikipedia makes of the little pieces.
Destiny (a.k.a Fate) refers to a predetermined course of events. It may be conceived as a predetermined future, whether in general or of an individual. It is a concept based on the belief that there is a fixed natural order to the universe.
Memories: In psychology, memory is an organism's ability to store, retain, and subsequently recall information.
Quite Satisfied, I decided to take a chance on the big fish.
The Meaning Of Life: The meaning of life is a fundamental discussion of human existence, chiefly consisting of interpretations such as: "What is the origin of life?", "What is the nature of life (and of the universe in which we live)?", "What is the significance of life?", and "What is valuable in life?" These questions have resulted in a wide range of competing answers and arguments, from scientific theories, to philosophical, theological, and spiritual explanations.
*sigh* let's just get back to smaller things ...
Emotion, in its most general definition, is an intense mental state that arises autonomically in the nervous system rather than through conscious effort, and evokes either a positive or negative psychological response. An emotion is often differentiated from a feeling.
Then what the f*** is a feeling?
Feelings convey information about situations, on both conscious and subconscious levels, via at least 30 neurochemicals acting alone or in concert in complex ways
Wow... So much sense, all in one place.
Peace is a state of harmony, the absence of hostility. This term is applied to describe a cessation of or lapse in violent international conflict; in this international context, peace is the opposite of war. Peace can also describe a relationship between any parties characterized by respect, justice, and goodwill.
Depression, or a depressed mood, may in everyday English refer to a state of melancholia, unhappiness or sadness, or to a relatively minor downturn in mood that may last only a few hours or days.
Self-injury (SI) or Self-harm (SH) is deliberate injury inflicted by a person upon his or her own body.
Anger is a (physiological and psychological) response to a perceived threat to self or important others, present, past, or future. The threat may appear to be real, disscused, or imagined. Anger is often a response to the perception of threat due to a physical conflict, injustice, negligence, humiliation or betrayal among other contentions.
Love is any of a number of emotions and experiences related to a sense of strong affection or profound oneness.[1] Depending on context, love can have a wide variety of intended meanings.
Death Wish is a 1972 novel by Brian Garfield.
Crying — see tears or shout.
Yeah, lets.
Tears are a liquid produced by the body's process of lacrimation to clean and lubricate the eyes.
Luck can be defined as a chance happening, or as that which happens beyond a person's control. Luck is often regarded as a superstition, but it can be interpreted in many ways.
Karma (Sanskrit k?rma, k?rman- "act, action, performance"[1]; P?li kamma) (pronunciation (help·info)) is the concept of "action" or "deed" in Dharmic religions understood as denoting the entire cycle of cause and effect described in Hindu, Jain and Buddhist philosophies.
That didn't seem to help a lot ... but at least I got a good laugh at most of the stuff.
Here's to keep going until we find out for ourselves.
Apr 14, 2007
...
Okay, this is going to be a big, bad, post, because I'm really pissed off at 'fate' right now.
What is the fucking point? is my question for today. Or for the rest of my life, probably, for that matter.
What is it. What's the point. In pacman, the little yellow circle that apparently has a mouth has to live by eating those chips and save his ass from the ghosts.
But what's the point to this game we're playing?! There's really doesn't seem like a good answer, but that hasn't really ever stopped anyone from trying to 'find out' has it?
Every think of it? This? The mere point of existing is wanting.
Because the day human beings stop wanting things, there'll be nothing left to go on for ... not like there's a lot right now, but yeah ... then it'll all be complete.
Let's keep 'life' out of the equation for a moment and just look at smaller things like 'memories' 'fate' and 'destiny'
Starting with memories. What's the use of having these? If they're good ones, you'll probably be sad, because you'll remember what a great time you had and guess what? It's never going to happen again.
If it's a bad memory ... then, well, that's just it. It's a bad fucking memory, and you hate it, and hate yourself, and hate life, every time it decides to jump you in the corner.
What's the point then, when it can't lead to anything good?
Next ... fate and destiny, because I'd like to tackle these two together. They do almost mean the same thing, don't they? Fate ... destiny ... meaning, that everything has already been mapped out ... and we're just pawns doing everything we can, to just reach a goal that has been already decided for us. "The End" as some would like to call it. But there are many. And I'm not talking about the big one. I'm talking about the "every thing good must come to an end" end ...
What's the point of trying, when "every thing happens for a reason" and "every thing's meant to be" and "you can't defy fate" and bla bla bla ... the list of quotes by people like Stephen King can go on and on ... and they always come to one end too ... they leave you wondering.
Where are our chips? Where are the ghosts? Where is that big chip that enables us to eat the ghosts?
What if ... and this is stupid ... but what if : We are the pacman ... ghosts are our trobles ... chips is the need to want ... the big chip is hard work ... and with hard work, you can eat all your ghosts ...
or ... what if that's just bullshit ... because, what the fuck does Pacman know?
What if ... and why ...
... we might probably never know ... but if you do, be sure to spread the word.
I crack myself up. Like you'd find the meaning to life.
What is the fucking point? is my question for today. Or for the rest of my life, probably, for that matter.
What is it. What's the point. In pacman, the little yellow circle that apparently has a mouth has to live by eating those chips and save his ass from the ghosts.
But what's the point to this game we're playing?! There's really doesn't seem like a good answer, but that hasn't really ever stopped anyone from trying to 'find out' has it?
Every think of it? This? The mere point of existing is wanting.
Because the day human beings stop wanting things, there'll be nothing left to go on for ... not like there's a lot right now, but yeah ... then it'll all be complete.
Let's keep 'life' out of the equation for a moment and just look at smaller things like 'memories' 'fate' and 'destiny'
Starting with memories. What's the use of having these? If they're good ones, you'll probably be sad, because you'll remember what a great time you had and guess what? It's never going to happen again.
If it's a bad memory ... then, well, that's just it. It's a bad fucking memory, and you hate it, and hate yourself, and hate life, every time it decides to jump you in the corner.
What's the point then, when it can't lead to anything good?
Next ... fate and destiny, because I'd like to tackle these two together. They do almost mean the same thing, don't they? Fate ... destiny ... meaning, that everything has already been mapped out ... and we're just pawns doing everything we can, to just reach a goal that has been already decided for us. "The End" as some would like to call it. But there are many. And I'm not talking about the big one. I'm talking about the "every thing good must come to an end" end ...
What's the point of trying, when "every thing happens for a reason" and "every thing's meant to be" and "you can't defy fate" and bla bla bla ... the list of quotes by people like Stephen King can go on and on ... and they always come to one end too ... they leave you wondering.
Where are our chips? Where are the ghosts? Where is that big chip that enables us to eat the ghosts?
What if ... and this is stupid ... but what if : We are the pacman ... ghosts are our trobles ... chips is the need to want ... the big chip is hard work ... and with hard work, you can eat all your ghosts ...
or ... what if that's just bullshit ... because, what the fuck does Pacman know?
What if ... and why ...
... we might probably never know ... but if you do, be sure to spread the word.
I crack myself up. Like you'd find the meaning to life.
Apr 9, 2007
Check this news story out:
iPod Stops AK-47 Round, Saves Soldier in Iraq
- Kevin Garrad, a soldier serving in Iraq with the American 3rd Infantry Division, owes his life to his iPod after the the device stopped a round from an AK-47 while sitting in his upper left chest pocket.
- While on patrol in Tikrit Garrad went around a corner only to be confronted with an armed insurgent. The two exchanged fire at point-blank range leaving the insurgent dead and Garrad unwounded but without music.
- At short range a 7.62x39mm calibre bullet fired from an AK-47 would stand a good chance of penetrating standard-issue body armour. Adding to his luck it is reported that Apple may replace the damaged device.
(http://www.shortnews.com for more)
So, even if the U.S Army isn't providing the soldiers with good armor, at least they have technology to listen to music.
They're fighting a war that has no cause anyway. Except Bush 'fueling up' and taking over the oil wells... so maybe them packing their gaming consoles and mp3 players, before guns and ammo wouldn't seem all that odd, in that light.
And why would they provide good armor? When "The world's most important man" just wants to make a quick buck, who cares if it's innocent lives of soldiers, that think they're the next Captain Americas, burning up innocent people's homes for 'their country'
Here's something you should try;
Google.Com : The world's precisest search engine.
They're fighting a war that has no cause anyway. Except Bush 'fueling up' and taking over the oil wells... so maybe them packing their gaming consoles and mp3 players, before guns and ammo wouldn't seem all that odd, in that light.
And why would they provide good armor? When "The world's most important man" just wants to make a quick buck, who cares if it's innocent lives of soldiers, that think they're the next Captain Americas, burning up innocent people's homes for 'their country'
Here's something you should try;
- Go to www.google.com, enter the word 'failure' in the search box and hit the "I'm Feeling Lucky" button.
Google.Com : The world's precisest search engine.
Mar 26, 2007
Ok, I've finally experienced Insomnia.
I've had it before, but never, for this long a duration. A week.
I have to say ... it feels, Different. And I always liked change, so yeah... Insomnia isn't all that bad ... But after a week of no sleep, improper digestion, and no proper meals. It isn't all that satisfying.
I still can't pinpoint the reason for this insomnia, but according to Wikipedia, it can be caused by stress, depression, or fear.
Wikipedia Says: Insomnia is characterized by an inability to sleep and/or inability to remain asleep for a reasonable period
And, Insomnia isn't just about not getting any sleep. It's when you're so tired, you can't even lift yourself off your bed, but your mind won't let you turn it off.
It's when you sleep for like an hour, but that hour seems like a minute, and you lay in bed wondering
"Did I sleep, or did my mind just go blank for what seems like a minute?"
Insomnia gives meaning to the term "Sleeping Awake"
You're mind is half on this side, and half on the other. You never find out what's going on.
And the worst thing is, you lose track of time. You find yourself struggling to see what happened, what day it was, what the time is. And what happened.
It sucks, because me, I want to witness EVERYTHING that goes on. Don't want to miss a thing, ever. But insomnia changes all that.
This week has been one hell of a ride. I've gone to sleep more times than I've blinked, and I've slept less hours than the times I've seen a man being run over by a stampede.
Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating. But it sure feels that way.
I knew my Bipolar Disorder and Manic Depression was going to lead to something big one day...
The protagonist in the nor' movie "Fight Club" starring Edward Norton (Jack) and Brad Pitt (Tyler Durden), where Jack is the protagonist, has the same type of insomnia. Here's what he thinks:
The character Edward Norton (a really good actor) plays in Fight Club, is of an Insomniac known as Jack throughout the movie.
Apparently (SPOILER WARNING) He get's this split personality disroder thingy due to the insomnia ... read on. This is what he thinks of insomnia:
*Scene Goes To Hospital*
[Intern] No, you can't die of insomnia.
[Jack] Maybe I died already. Look at my face.
[Intern] You need to lighten up.
[Jack] Can't you give me something?
[Intern] You need healthy, natural sleep. Chew valerian root and get some more exercise.
The Intern walks away from Jack.
[Jack] I'm in pain.
[Intern] You want to see pain? Swing by First Methodist Tuesday nights. See the guys with testicular cancer. That's pain.
So, edward goes to see the guys, and he feels emotionally touched, or watever, and suddenly, he can sleep again.
But then, suddenly things change (im not going into detail) and he loses sleep again.
He narrates :
"You wake up in *names places* ... you gain an hour ... lose an hour ... this is your life, and it's ending, one minute at a time. If you wake up at a different time, at a different place ... can you wake up as a different person?"
That's when Tyler Durden (Brad Pitt) comes into the movie. (SPOILER WARNING AGAIN) Apparently, the disorder causes Jack, to see a Tyler Durden, who is very much opposite of the real Jack. And in the end you get to find out. They're one and the same person.
Haven't seen Fight Club yet? Well, oops.
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If not the same effect on, Insomnia has definitely changed me, somewhat. I finally go to school on time ... lol .. I don't sleep as much as I did (duh) ... and I've had another experience of life :)
So, it's not all that bad ...
But just be glad you get your sleep at nights. In some countries, when the army wants to torture a prisoner of war, they don't beat the shit out of them. They keep them awake, and don't let the sleep.
In under a week, the prisoner is spilling his beans like a broken bucket.
So when you go to bed, and are all ready to visit dreamland, be glad for yet another thing you're blessed with. A Good Night's Sleep.
I've had it before, but never, for this long a duration. A week.
I have to say ... it feels, Different. And I always liked change, so yeah... Insomnia isn't all that bad ... But after a week of no sleep, improper digestion, and no proper meals. It isn't all that satisfying.
I still can't pinpoint the reason for this insomnia, but according to Wikipedia, it can be caused by stress, depression, or fear.
Wikipedia Says: Insomnia is characterized by an inability to sleep and/or inability to remain asleep for a reasonable period
And, Insomnia isn't just about not getting any sleep. It's when you're so tired, you can't even lift yourself off your bed, but your mind won't let you turn it off.
It's when you sleep for like an hour, but that hour seems like a minute, and you lay in bed wondering
"Did I sleep, or did my mind just go blank for what seems like a minute?"
Insomnia gives meaning to the term "Sleeping Awake"
You're mind is half on this side, and half on the other. You never find out what's going on.
And the worst thing is, you lose track of time. You find yourself struggling to see what happened, what day it was, what the time is. And what happened.
It sucks, because me, I want to witness EVERYTHING that goes on. Don't want to miss a thing, ever. But insomnia changes all that.
This week has been one hell of a ride. I've gone to sleep more times than I've blinked, and I've slept less hours than the times I've seen a man being run over by a stampede.
Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating. But it sure feels that way.
I knew my Bipolar Disorder and Manic Depression was going to lead to something big one day...
The protagonist in the nor' movie "Fight Club" starring Edward Norton (Jack) and Brad Pitt (Tyler Durden), where Jack is the protagonist, has the same type of insomnia. Here's what he thinks:
"Fight Club"
The character Edward Norton (a really good actor) plays in Fight Club, is of an Insomniac known as Jack throughout the movie.
Apparently (SPOILER WARNING) He get's this split personality disroder thingy due to the insomnia ... read on. This is what he thinks of insomnia:
With insomnia, nothing is real.
Everything is far away. Everything
is a copy of a copy of a copy.
Everything is far away. Everything
is a copy of a copy of a copy.
*Scene Goes To Hospital*
[Intern] No, you can't die of insomnia.
[Jack] Maybe I died already. Look at my face.
[Intern] You need to lighten up.
[Jack] Can't you give me something?
[Intern] You need healthy, natural sleep. Chew valerian root and get some more exercise.
The Intern walks away from Jack.
[Jack] I'm in pain.
[Intern] You want to see pain? Swing by First Methodist Tuesday nights. See the guys with testicular cancer. That's pain.
So, edward goes to see the guys, and he feels emotionally touched, or watever, and suddenly, he can sleep again.
But then, suddenly things change (im not going into detail) and he loses sleep again.
He narrates :
When you have insomnia, you're never
really asleep and you're never really
awake. I hadn't slept in four days...
really asleep and you're never really
awake. I hadn't slept in four days...
"You wake up in *names places* ... you gain an hour ... lose an hour ... this is your life, and it's ending, one minute at a time. If you wake up at a different time, at a different place ... can you wake up as a different person?"
That's when Tyler Durden (Brad Pitt) comes into the movie. (SPOILER WARNING AGAIN) Apparently, the disorder causes Jack, to see a Tyler Durden, who is very much opposite of the real Jack. And in the end you get to find out. They're one and the same person.
Haven't seen Fight Club yet? Well, oops.
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If not the same effect on, Insomnia has definitely changed me, somewhat. I finally go to school on time ... lol .. I don't sleep as much as I did (duh) ... and I've had another experience of life :)
So, it's not all that bad ...
But just be glad you get your sleep at nights. In some countries, when the army wants to torture a prisoner of war, they don't beat the shit out of them. They keep them awake, and don't let the sleep.
In under a week, the prisoner is spilling his beans like a broken bucket.
So when you go to bed, and are all ready to visit dreamland, be glad for yet another thing you're blessed with. A Good Night's Sleep.
- Danish989
Mar 22, 2007
It seems I've lost it. My touch.
My way of hating everything, and telling people about it. It seems, the last few posts were just a phase I was going through or something.
Or maybe I've run out of things to hate. Run out of things, I can talk bad about.
OR, I just can't think anymore. So here I am, sitting in front of the text editor. Thinking.
(10 Minutes Later)
I've lost it. I don't know what to rant about =\
Maybe, I can say good things for a change? Let's see ... good things ... good things ...
Naa, guess it's just not in me to say good things out of the blue like this ...
Oh well, if there's nothing to say, I'll just go out, and observe the world. I'll get back to this, when I've observed enough to say rant about it ...
* To Be Continued *
My way of hating everything, and telling people about it. It seems, the last few posts were just a phase I was going through or something.
Or maybe I've run out of things to hate. Run out of things, I can talk bad about.
OR, I just can't think anymore. So here I am, sitting in front of the text editor. Thinking.
(10 Minutes Later)
I've lost it. I don't know what to rant about =\
Maybe, I can say good things for a change? Let's see ... good things ... good things ...
Naa, guess it's just not in me to say good things out of the blue like this ...
Oh well, if there's nothing to say, I'll just go out, and observe the world. I'll get back to this, when I've observed enough to say rant about it ...
* To Be Continued *
Mar 13, 2007
Okay, It's been like, a week since my last post? And a loooot has been happenin, and I've got a lot to say bad things about, but I think I'll just share my wisdom instead :p
I've been pondering on some facts and watching Prison Break has made me realise. Prison is a lot like School ... yes, where bad people are sent to learn good stuff ... I'm talking about prison there, not school.
Yes, so here are
Simalarities Between Prison And School
I've been pondering on some facts and watching Prison Break has made me realise. Prison is a lot like School ... yes, where bad people are sent to learn good stuff ... I'm talking about prison there, not school.
Yes, so here are
Simalarities Between Prison And School
- You get a break, and the break actually has a longer duration in Prison.
- Don't get caught with an electronic device.
- Don't piss off the warden/principal. (not that it stops anyone, duh)
- You borrow lunch in school... In prison, it's just not called borrowing.
- Bullies.
- Uniform.
- Cafetaria.
- Paperwork involved, getting in at both places ...
- This makes it even more similar: http://www.shortnews.com/start.cfm?id=60869&newsid=7&sort=3&start=1&suche=teacher%20sex&nps=20&zeitraum=999&sparte=4&rubrikid1=69
- Oh, and in prison, you don't really get to learn anything much ... which doesn't make it all that different from school.
And America still wonders why so many people get killed in schools.
Mar 4, 2007
I've started a lot of posts, but somehow, there's always a writers block at the beginning of the post.
Because you never know how to start them. It's like a writer's block with a door.
And then, there's the question of what you're going to write about.
Boring news that no one reads? Boring rants about life that no one reads? Or, what happened the whole Boring day, that no one reads?
Option No. 2 Please.
Why would anyone want to write their thoughts, on the day that just passed? What's the use of recalling each and every moment that passed ... why would anyone want to recall a tragedy anyway? Okay, so people have fun sometime in the day too ... but most of the time, isn't it all the same old?
And what's the use? I've read in a research by some scientists somewhere ... writing down your every thought in a portable journal makes you smarter. In a year you'll have a greater level of IQ and bla bla ... but what's the use?
If you're smart enough to write a journal, you won't need the extra IQ. Okay, so having everything in a big amount seems tempting to a lot of people. But, seriously. Would you write a journal for a whole year, just so you you're smarter then your friends? Or so you can get good grades? Because IQ has nothing to do with good grades. And what's the use of being smarter than your friends? You're not going to steal their cattle from them when you get the chance, anyway.
Nothing in life comes easy, people say. That's another thing I just remember I would like to comment on.
Why? When all humans are created Equal. Yes, almost every popular religion says that. EVERYONE is created EQUAL.
BUT ... No One is Perfect.
Why aren't we? Why isn't anyone perfect? Why isn't EVERYONE perfect? Why doesn't everyone have Everything? Why do some people have, what they take for granted, and people that really need something, Don't have it.
Why can't everyone, have Everything?
Is it, because if everyone had everything, everything would be taken for granted by everyone?
Or is it, so, we just learn to struggle, one way or the other? Because as I said earlier. Life is actually a really big shop.
But why is it a really big shop? What's the purpose of living? What's the purpose of life? What is the need to go through all this?
Wouldn't it be a lot easier, if everyone could just get what they wanted ... we probably wouldn't have any wars or nuclear weapons that way ...
Because it's human nature to just want, what we don't have ... or will probably never get ... But we still like to try ... some give up fast ... while others are willing to die trying.
Why can't life be easy? What is the purpose of life?
We may never find out. But rest assured, as soon as I do, I'll be glad to tell you.
- Danish989
Because you never know how to start them. It's like a writer's block with a door.
And then, there's the question of what you're going to write about.
Boring news that no one reads? Boring rants about life that no one reads? Or, what happened the whole Boring day, that no one reads?
Option No. 2 Please.
Why would anyone want to write their thoughts, on the day that just passed? What's the use of recalling each and every moment that passed ... why would anyone want to recall a tragedy anyway? Okay, so people have fun sometime in the day too ... but most of the time, isn't it all the same old?
And what's the use? I've read in a research by some scientists somewhere ... writing down your every thought in a portable journal makes you smarter. In a year you'll have a greater level of IQ and bla bla ... but what's the use?
If you're smart enough to write a journal, you won't need the extra IQ. Okay, so having everything in a big amount seems tempting to a lot of people. But, seriously. Would you write a journal for a whole year, just so you you're smarter then your friends? Or so you can get good grades? Because IQ has nothing to do with good grades. And what's the use of being smarter than your friends? You're not going to steal their cattle from them when you get the chance, anyway.
Nothing in life comes easy, people say. That's another thing I just remember I would like to comment on.
Why? When all humans are created Equal. Yes, almost every popular religion says that. EVERYONE is created EQUAL.
BUT ... No One is Perfect.
Why aren't we? Why isn't anyone perfect? Why isn't EVERYONE perfect? Why doesn't everyone have Everything? Why do some people have, what they take for granted, and people that really need something, Don't have it.
Why can't everyone, have Everything?
Is it, because if everyone had everything, everything would be taken for granted by everyone?
Or is it, so, we just learn to struggle, one way or the other? Because as I said earlier. Life is actually a really big shop.
But why is it a really big shop? What's the purpose of living? What's the purpose of life? What is the need to go through all this?
Wouldn't it be a lot easier, if everyone could just get what they wanted ... we probably wouldn't have any wars or nuclear weapons that way ...
Because it's human nature to just want, what we don't have ... or will probably never get ... But we still like to try ... some give up fast ... while others are willing to die trying.
Why can't life be easy? What is the purpose of life?
We may never find out. But rest assured, as soon as I do, I'll be glad to tell you.
- Danish989
Feb 28, 2007
I don't get it. If life's a big joke ... I just don't get it ...
If I'm not having mood swings, I'm lost. That's how I define my life. OR that's just how I'm living it.
One second I'm happy ... the other, I'm looking for a way out ...
People like to call it Manic Depression ... this is just one of the stages ... I've read many creative people like to have this disease ... I'm not bragging, even when I have all rights to ... but I sure could do without, as I'm sure Sidney Sheldon could've too ...
But one thing's for sure ... writing takes it all out ... No matter who's going to read it or not, either listening to Heavy Metal or writing in a blog ... it's like drinking a red bull ... you get wings ... oh, and your mood swings in the happy corner ...
There's no sense of anxiety, like the kind you get when you have something exciting to do. Insomnia, Anxiety ... you all get it from thinking of one big thing that's going to happen. I'm not going to name that thing, but why the f does it happen, just when you could DO WITHOUT IT. Pick a later time or something! I'm thinking of something big to do here, and here it is. Anxiety, Insomnia, Depression ... aah, eff it. Maybe that's how it's supposed to be. When there's nothing hard in the way, you get all this. Just so you have to actually TRY TO GET SOMETHING even when it's just in front of you.
That's life I guess. Nothing comes without struggle.
And for people that get it without any hard work? They're just not happy. That's what people mean when they say 'money can't buy happiness' ... if you're working your ass off for that money, then there isn't anything sweeter then THAT happiness. Yes, Money CAN get you happiness. Just be willing to lose something in the process.
No pain no gain. To get something, you have to lose something. Come to think of it, EVERYTHING is like that. Everything, revolves around that simple rule. If you're not giving anything, then there's money. Just to make you lose something. SOMETHING HAS TO BE GIVEN and/or LOST, IN ORDER TO GET SOMETHING ... ANYTHING.
Time ... money ... hard work ... happiness ... it's all things life likes to take from you in order to give you some of the other.
You need happiness? You need to give Hard Work. It's like a shop. Yes, that's it. I finally know what life is.
LIFE is a freaking SHOP.
- Danish989.
ps : I'm a tempremental artist. Don't tempt me.
If I'm not having mood swings, I'm lost. That's how I define my life. OR that's just how I'm living it.
One second I'm happy ... the other, I'm looking for a way out ...
People like to call it Manic Depression ... this is just one of the stages ... I've read many creative people like to have this disease ... I'm not bragging, even when I have all rights to ... but I sure could do without, as I'm sure Sidney Sheldon could've too ...
But one thing's for sure ... writing takes it all out ... No matter who's going to read it or not, either listening to Heavy Metal or writing in a blog ... it's like drinking a red bull ... you get wings ... oh, and your mood swings in the happy corner ...
There's no sense of anxiety, like the kind you get when you have something exciting to do. Insomnia, Anxiety ... you all get it from thinking of one big thing that's going to happen. I'm not going to name that thing, but why the f does it happen, just when you could DO WITHOUT IT. Pick a later time or something! I'm thinking of something big to do here, and here it is. Anxiety, Insomnia, Depression ... aah, eff it. Maybe that's how it's supposed to be. When there's nothing hard in the way, you get all this. Just so you have to actually TRY TO GET SOMETHING even when it's just in front of you.
That's life I guess. Nothing comes without struggle.
And for people that get it without any hard work? They're just not happy. That's what people mean when they say 'money can't buy happiness' ... if you're working your ass off for that money, then there isn't anything sweeter then THAT happiness. Yes, Money CAN get you happiness. Just be willing to lose something in the process.
No pain no gain. To get something, you have to lose something. Come to think of it, EVERYTHING is like that. Everything, revolves around that simple rule. If you're not giving anything, then there's money. Just to make you lose something. SOMETHING HAS TO BE GIVEN and/or LOST, IN ORDER TO GET SOMETHING ... ANYTHING.
Time ... money ... hard work ... happiness ... it's all things life likes to take from you in order to give you some of the other.
You need happiness? You need to give Hard Work. It's like a shop. Yes, that's it. I finally know what life is.
LIFE is a freaking SHOP.
- Danish989.
ps : I'm a tempremental artist. Don't tempt me.
Feb 26, 2007
Back Home
It's been like a week, that I've been back from Pakistan. And although, I decided this time around that I won't get too attached to the place. But it's hard for me to keep my promise.
This is creepy, but I'm starting to like the place ... believe it or not ...
Maybe it's the constant state of nirvana, due to the absence of schedule. Or maybe I just love goofing off, who knows. But whatever it was, It worked.
I've changed. And that's not a bad thing.
Am I thinking of going back? Yes.
And that too, a.s.a.p. Maybe it's the freedom. Maybe it's the difference between these two worlds. But whatever it was ... It worked.
And now I can't think of anything. All the sugar I've consumed in the last week hasn't helped either ... I've blown it off by either jumping rope, or constantly button mashing the ps2.
Like that kickass Green Day song Holiday, everything good comes to an end soon. I just realized it late.
Everything is almost back to normal. The only thing that's stuck is me. And it doesn't seem to change how the rest of the world spins.
And why should it? Everyone has their own problems to think of. Who cares if that's the way it's supposed to be or not. It just is.
I came back to blogger, because I had a lot on my mind. And I'm glad I did. No one listens better than a journal. You can keep on talking ... a journal doesn't have it's own point of views ... only ones you give it in the first place ... your own ...
Aah, the feeling of being published ... just like the feeling of ownership and satisfaction that comes from owning books ... did I say that in another post before?
It's great ... I don't know how my 5 years would've gone without this blog.
If you're reading this, I owe you my Gratitude. You took out time to read my thoughts.
Thank You.
"We Are Only Restricted, By Our Own Stupidity"
This is creepy, but I'm starting to like the place ... believe it or not ...
Maybe it's the constant state of nirvana, due to the absence of schedule. Or maybe I just love goofing off, who knows. But whatever it was, It worked.
I've changed. And that's not a bad thing.
Am I thinking of going back? Yes.
And that too, a.s.a.p. Maybe it's the freedom. Maybe it's the difference between these two worlds. But whatever it was ... It worked.
And now I can't think of anything. All the sugar I've consumed in the last week hasn't helped either ... I've blown it off by either jumping rope, or constantly button mashing the ps2.
Like that kickass Green Day song Holiday, everything good comes to an end soon. I just realized it late.
Everything is almost back to normal. The only thing that's stuck is me. And it doesn't seem to change how the rest of the world spins.
And why should it? Everyone has their own problems to think of. Who cares if that's the way it's supposed to be or not. It just is.
I came back to blogger, because I had a lot on my mind. And I'm glad I did. No one listens better than a journal. You can keep on talking ... a journal doesn't have it's own point of views ... only ones you give it in the first place ... your own ...
Aah, the feeling of being published ... just like the feeling of ownership and satisfaction that comes from owning books ... did I say that in another post before?
It's great ... I don't know how my 5 years would've gone without this blog.
If you're reading this, I owe you my Gratitude. You took out time to read my thoughts.
Thank You.
"We Are Only Restricted, By Our Own Stupidity"
- Danish989
Jan 13, 2007
2006.
It was the Year of the Dog in the Chinese calendar (the next Year of the Dog will begin in the year 2018).
Here are some of the things that happened in 2006:
2006 Time line,courtesy : Wikipedia.com
Here are some of the things that happened in 2006:
- January 15 - NASA's Stardust mission successfully ends, the first to return dust from a comet.
- January 22 - Kobe Bryant of the Los Angeles Lakers scores 81 points in a regulation NBA game, second only to Wilt Chamberlain who scored 100 points on December 8, 1961.
- February 11 - U.S. Vice President Dick Cheney accidentally shoots his friend and lawyer, Harry Whittington, in the face with a shotgun on a south Texas ranch.February 22 - The 1 billionth song is purchased from the Apple iTunes Store.
- March 5 - Crash wins Best Picture, Ang Lee (Brokeback Mountain) wins Best Director, Reese Witherspoon (Walk the Line) wins Best Actress, and Philip Seymour Hoffman (Capote) wins Best Actor during the 78th Academy Awards. Three 6 Mafia makes history as they become the first African-American hip-hop group to win an Academy Award for Best Song and also become the first hip-hop artists to ever perform at the ceremony.
Tropical Cyclone Larry, considered the worst tropical cyclone to hit Queensland, off the Australian coast on March 18- March 26 - The ban on smoking in public places such as bars and restaurants comes into effect in Scotland.
- May 5 - NASA astronomers announce the discovery of a storm system in the Jovian atmosphere, dubbed the Red Spot Junior on the planet Jupiter, which has a striking similar appearance to the famous Great Red Spot.
- June 9 - The 2006 FIFA World Cup begins in Germany.
- July 9 - Italy wins the 2006 FIFA World Cup by beating France 5-3 on penalties. The score after extra time is 1-1.
- 24th July - ATI Bought By AMD
- September 4 - Steve Irwin, Australian environmentalist and television personality dies.
- September 28 - After 40 years of development, Suvarnabhumi Airport, opens in Bangkok, Thailand replacing Don Mueang International Airport as Bangkok's primary airport for commercial flights.
- October 18 - Microsoft publicly releases Windows Internet Explorer 7.
- November 17 - PlayStation 3 released in US
- November 19 - Wii released in US
- November 30 - Windows Vista, the newest version of operating system from Microsoft, released for volume license customers.
- December 30 - Saddam Hussein, former Iraq president, is executed in Baghdad.
- December 31 - At least eleven bombs go off in Bangkok hours before the new year.
- December 31 - The U. S. death toll in Iraq reaches 3,000.
2006 Time line,courtesy : Wikipedia.com
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Dec 14, 2006
Original Story : http://www.our-picks.com/archives/2006/12/13/who-sent-the-first-e-mail/
I’ve always asked myself who sent the first e-mail, ever and whether if he was aware of the fact that he would be starting an evolutionist era for the future generations. For those of you who had asked themselves this question at least once until now, and for those of you who are just curious in finding out the answer, I have searched around and found a few hints.
I like to think that the sending of the first e-mail message was of the same impact of the first phone call ever made, or the one of the first telegram ever sent. Huge.
It might be disappointing, but the first e-mail message wasn’t much of an informational one. But I’ll start with the beginning. Before the Internet, there was a computer network called ARPANET, developed by the U.S. Defense Department with the help of a company called Bolt, Beranek and Newman.
Despite his success with the e-mail, Ray Tomlinson is better known to the general population as the guy who introduced the “@” locator in e-mail addresses. Like I said in the beginning, I wonder if he realized the impact he will cause. What do you think?
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Life is good blogging ...
Here I am, thinking of what to do next.
I just got introduced to http://www.wordpress.com
Wordpress! Another competitor for blogger?
Since wordpress is something different, you know I had to try it. so there.
http://danish989.wordpress.com
Another blog?! Yes, I'm CRAZY. But I get bored too soon :(
And wordpress has some wicked themes too ...
BUT, since Blogger has archived so many of my posts already, i'm not going to give up on it. Wordpress only gets top class information, that might be needed in the future, while blogger gets that, and random posts!
Yup ... life is good blogging.
I just got introduced to http://www.wordpress.com
Wordpress! Another competitor for blogger?
Since wordpress is something different, you know I had to try it. so there.
http://danish989.wordpress.com
Another blog?! Yes, I'm CRAZY. But I get bored too soon :(
And wordpress has some wicked themes too ...
BUT, since Blogger has archived so many of my posts already, i'm not going to give up on it. Wordpress only gets top class information, that might be needed in the future, while blogger gets that, and random posts!
Yup ... life is good blogging.
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Dec 1, 2006
On hiatus and enjoying it ... well, not really ...
Math C1 and C2 exam on January 10th and M1 on January 12th.
How can I enjoy if I'm doing that? Simple. I can't.
But here I am testing out this new blogging tool that works with firefox ... firefox is the bomb ... too bad internet explorer couldn't do the same ... oh well ...
Since this blogging tool seems to be working, I'll be off. This was fun.
Thanks for coming.
B3 3L33T!
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Oct 31, 2006
And so it comes to an end ....
almost 5 months of never ending, fun life. Fun life you ask? Unscheduled, happy go lucky, go to sleep here, wake up there at the beginning of the day on another timezone ... the fun life.
But as the famous saying goes "All Good Things Must Come To An End"
... and so it ends ...
How I'll miss it all from the beginning.
1. xt and ila crashing in riyadh. meeting Dan the tey and really hanging out for the first time.
2. sarmad, don, dk and razee done wid their exams ... finally, the party-ing beginds and old times ... done all over again ...
3. The no time to sleep, all day awake routine. Sleep where your head finds rest mode. Crash at friends place, get kicked out, walk all the way to your home, find taxi, fill with 3 friends and self, go to home, friends sleep on floor, you sleep on your bed, and wake up at night day.
aah, im gonna miss it all.
The daily shawarmas ... *groan* and each day ... billiards, counter strike ... TOPIs' and LPC Babbys' ... daamn it was fun ...
Now that the ppl that've joined unis' head to the airport back to their uni lives, and all the rest get back to the routine, its time for the well enjoyed 4 1/2 month vacation to finally end.
3 months of holiday after exam ended
Eye operation, and recovery for like 2 weeks ;)
Ramadan and finally ... Eid ... aahhhh, but now it all comes to an end ... and how :
Math exam in january. Pak trip scheduled in december :S
School started, only 2 classes, but workload on the head from the beginning ... anyone, help me find the DO HOLIDAY ALL OVER AGAIN button? If there is one ...
But we all know it ... that before we all know it ... it'll be 'fun life' time again ... so let's take a break from the break ... because we all also know ...
When Danish989 comes to party ... it soon turns into a lifestyle ...
almost 5 months of never ending, fun life. Fun life you ask? Unscheduled, happy go lucky, go to sleep here, wake up there at the beginning of the day on another timezone ... the fun life.
But as the famous saying goes "All Good Things Must Come To An End"
... and so it ends ...
How I'll miss it all from the beginning.
1. xt and ila crashing in riyadh. meeting Dan the tey and really hanging out for the first time.
2. sarmad, don, dk and razee done wid their exams ... finally, the party-ing beginds and old times ... done all over again ...
3. The no time to sleep, all day awake routine. Sleep where your head finds rest mode. Crash at friends place, get kicked out, walk all the way to your home, find taxi, fill with 3 friends and self, go to home, friends sleep on floor, you sleep on your bed, and wake up at night day.
aah, im gonna miss it all.
The daily shawarmas ... *groan* and each day ... billiards, counter strike ... TOPIs' and LPC Babbys' ... daamn it was fun ...
Now that the ppl that've joined unis' head to the airport back to their uni lives, and all the rest get back to the routine, its time for the well enjoyed 4 1/2 month vacation to finally end.
3 months of holiday after exam ended
Eye operation, and recovery for like 2 weeks ;)
Ramadan and finally ... Eid ... aahhhh, but now it all comes to an end ... and how :
Math exam in january. Pak trip scheduled in december :S
School started, only 2 classes, but workload on the head from the beginning ... anyone, help me find the DO HOLIDAY ALL OVER AGAIN button? If there is one ...
But we all know it ... that before we all know it ... it'll be 'fun life' time again ... so let's take a break from the break ... because we all also know ...
When Danish989 comes to party ... it soon turns into a lifestyle ...
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