Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Mint. Sex. Lindt. erm......fedex.

I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt so sexy it hurts!

I'm reading this book by Kurt Vonnegut (thats quite a shitty name btw), and I'm firmly convinced this author is retarded. It has to take someone really special to come up with the ideas he does. His books are badly written (well to begin with, they have sci-fi shit in them), imho, but the ideas behind his books are well, erm, my vocabulary needs improving. His imagination is wild, and some of the stuff he writes about seems way ahead of his time, considering he wrote all this shit in the 60's. I'm really enjoying taking a peek into his twisted little mind, and questioning my own moral stand.

I'm having a lot of fun. or so i'd like to believe. I don't know what it is about mint that is so erotic. chocolate has always been the no. 1 aphrodisiac, but shit, mint???? who wouldve thunk it. and to think of all the times I had wrigleys chewing gum and didn't capitalize on the power of its minty goodness.

hmmm......... gotta make this post funny. thats my thing right? I mean, I see the humour in most things quite easily. hmmmm......fuck. I could make a business out of being funny. I mean, all it will take is my existing (*raises serious doubts in the mind of the author*) knowledge of 'knowledge management' along with successful strategies of implementing it to be profitable while cost cutting at every stage of the value chain while i make someone laugh. low input, maximum output. I could be a millionare. a billionare even. then I'd buy a street-surfing board.

Ok, time for some serious thinking.

Operation - understand nidhaan.

1) likes speed. loves speed.
2) coward by nature.
3) writes stuff like what is mentioned in points 1. and 2. to confuse himself, because it definitely takes some balls to ride/ drive/ walk at high speed. but still fears lizards.
4) is convinced he's the chosen one. like the whole universe exists for him, to train him for something bigger.
5) likes cheap thrills. thrives on them.

why is important to understand oneself?
I don't know.

How will writing down what I already knew help me?
It won't.

c'mon nidhaan, there has to be something to it.....
well, I guess it all comes back to the typing speed issue. I'm increasing my capacity to type more, and thus share great wisdom with all mankind.

why is typing speed so important to you?
as stated earlier, it helps me write more in a shorter duration of time.

and why is that important?
I get more time time to do other random shit.

truly intellectual.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

sexy bitch!

sexy bitch.

why have i started saying this? I mean, all my friends are apparently sexy bitches now. and I don't know where it all started.........

on a different note,

I am about to embark on operation 'Y'. what does this operation entail? nothing. if you call giving your whole personality a makeover nothing. I aim to be pretentious now. Like a proper poseur. but i'll do it so well, it doesn't look like I'm posing.

no longer shall your hero be the carefree devil-may-care headbanging to LOG, yet secretly listening to bowling for soup motorhead. He will transform to a literature appreciating, classical music listening ninny. ok, im an ass. just because I dont read it now, doesnt mean i won't like it. lets give it a fair chance. but in life, are there any fair chances? i sure hope so.

I like Pantera, and I like wearing jeans and T shirts (simple basic, solid black grey red) and chunky watches with sports shoes. This is about as far from over-compensating as it can get. seriously. These are personal choices I make, because of my tastes. I do believe I'm a sensitive guy. not the most sensitive guy in the world, but neverthless. My wearing a LOG shirt is as over-compensating as a girl wearing eye makeup, or waxing, or shaving or shoes with pink flowers.

I love girls who do all that, because these girls are acting girly, which is what they should be acting like. why the fuck do I not get to tell every one that I like wearing my LOG shirt then. or that I love wearing chunky watches and my black simple nikes? Those, simply put are my eye make-up and bangles.

Infact, if i actually started dressing 'properly', and wearing slim dainty watches, listening to bands that don't rock, I think would be me over-compensating. trying to be more acceptable. thats fuckin bullshit.

gentlemen are defined by their actions, by their repect towards other people. not by the music they listen to (or pretend to listen to, because most of the times, they just hear it), or the books that they read. Fuck that shit. I like westerns, but you'll never catch me disrespecting a woman, even if she's not a lady.

People who work hard, are the people I admire.

and I like sopwith camels. and people who don't care about them, but know and respect the fact that I do. And i pray that whatever they want, works out for them. even if they won't tell me what they want.