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New Term Resolutions.

So the results are out. No comments. With the results, also are out the new resolutions for the next term. "The 3rd term will be different" "Mission 3rd Term - Pass" "3rd term just like the 1st and 2nd, top and laugh"
"Keep talking, bitches^"
For some the new term resolutions will be like New Year Resolutions, which survive for the first week only and then it's back to the previous term routine. While others receive eye-opening marks and they step into the new term with an aim to make a difference. Such people are like unicorns, rare and priceless.

I hate doing stupid things.

Movies Influence Actions.

Whenever I watch a movie, the next few days are controlled by the movie.The duration during which I am affected by the movie is proportional to the movie's epicness. For example, I'm still affected by Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2, I shout out spells whenever there is a pen in my hand hoping the pen turns into a 12 inch stick made of Elder with a Phoenix Feather core. If it doesn't transform, I just break the pen and throw it over the nearest bridge. The movie Drive didn't affect me at all.

Theseus.

Yeh Sab Dude Hai.

I watched Immortals yesterday. Ironically, people kept dying in the movie. It is the bloodiest movie I've seen so far. Also, I'm getting good at sneaking into 18+ movies, mostly because of my friends, but that's irrelevant. The bloodshed in the movie will have some psychological effect on me. The effect will last for another hour or so. The amount of blood shown flowing out of the gods, titans, humans, would have made Dexter puke. Why couldn't the directors make the characters use a tranquilizer and plastic wrap? Till then I'll try to cut open everything. Jump on the wall doing swag moves. I'll find a hammer and bang the nuts out of a traitor. All this for a bow which was embedded in a rock and ends up in a rock at the end. Why This Kolaveri? could be the perfect background music for Immortals.

Ravichandran Ashwin got his century with a boundary against the bowler who denied Sachin Tendulkar his 100th. I cut him (Rampaul) open in my mind while Ashwin cut him for a boundary.

Erupting Out Of A Cocoon.

The exams have ended. I have erupted as a pretty butterfly by leaving behind crap on my exam papers. There is no joy. Only a bad headache. What am I even supposed to feel? Happy? Maybe. But why? How can I be happy knowing that the coming months will give me no time to even scratch my ass. You get the idea...

"The next few months will be "tight".

 

Exams are pretty stupid. Students are perfectly happy by not caring about what their textbooks tell them.. Why complicate? The problem with exams is that we are made to know about things we don't give a damn about. The lesser we know, the happier we are. Ignorance is bliss. Once we know something, we are expected to remember it and that is where the complication begins.

Exams bombard us with questions unlike the one Ronald McDonald is asking us. They ask us questions that make us sweat and weep. These questions make me want to kill. But once in a blue moon, we are asked brilliant questions that leave us spell bound, speechless. We are asked questions that rise newer questions... We are asked Why This Kollavari? (You are imagining thunder, lightning and drum beats right now)

Rat Ass

Chemistry *sigh*

Chemistry is like a rat's ass. It's brown, hairy and not so nice to look at.

For the past 2 days, Chemistry has been in my face. It is the perfect simulation of holding a huge rat and burying your face into it's bum. Maybe it isn't so smelly.

Other things have been going on as well. Not enough though to drag me from the void and blog.

A guy at a Philippine carnival lost a coin tossing, lost his head and hurled a grenade at the other players. Talk about losing your cool !

United Colours of Benetton apparently thought that making prominent leaders kiss would get their new ad campaign a lot of publicity.

Do we see some fiery chemistry here ;)

http://in.news.yahoo.com/photos/benetton-s-controversial-unhate-ad-campaign-1321505648-slideshow/

More match fixing allegations are in the air, and a teary eyed Vinod Kambli blames Azharuddin for finishing off his career. The horror.

Why do chemists call helium, curium and barium the medical elements?

Because if you can't helium or curium, you barium!

Back to Chemistry then.

Meth Or Math?

I don't do drugs. So meth is out of the question. But is it? Are math and meth two completely different drugs? Is math even a drug? I think it is. Do math a long time and you get a kick in the brain. And Bam! You're stoned during the exam. God was kind today, I survived the math, not meth, exam without my sweat and adrenal gland going into chaos.

Does meth cause the same effect? Does it? Does what?

Okay, so 3 exams done. 2 more to go. Wheeee.

It was dark and I was over
Until you kissed my lips and you saved me

The week that has passed has been intense. I haven't stepped out of my house for my pleasure trips. Been out there in the wild only to reach math tuition. It has been me. My sofa. My bathroom (studying cause my bladder to switch gears to over drive). I was under self imposed house arrest with the pleasure of watching Darren Bravo bat and Ron Swanson not care about anything helping me stay on the sane side of the line that divides me from you.

This trend will go on till next Wednesday. Although, Darren won't appear on my T.V till Tuesday. Will that be too late? Will I have crossed the line by then? Will  be on the Arkham Asylum side by then? We'll just have to wait and watch. OHMYGOD. LAST KBC EPISODE TODAY! OHMYGOD NO MORE COMMUNITY! It insanity has begun.....

@CharlieSheen  

Born Small... Now Huge... Winning... Bring it..! (unemployed winner...)

Winner. ^

 

English. A subject taught to us by illiterates.

I have an English exam tomorrow.
It's going to be corrected by a biased mother-fucker.
He doesn't know English, yet he is a teacher.
Way to go IHS.
I have spent 1 hour preparing for it.
I noticed that in the first poem, the poet leaves her mother in the car and goes away. Pretty sweet huh?
I'm in love with Last.fm.
It's all my musical record-keeping fantasies come true.
I'm waiting, fading, floating away.
Bye........

IAmAkshith. No.

I am ShadowLurker94 now. Goes pretty well with my twitter profile picture. I might change it after a while though. But for now I lurk in the shadows with an evil grin, a cute, bad, naught, devilish grin that has captured many a heart. I feel epically badass right now. Which is why I am ignoring the red wavy line under the words epically and badass. Seriously Google Chrome, grow up.

I have an English exam tomorrow. I have been messing around the whole day with my English text book. It isn't the same as before. The content has evolved. Understanding the text takes time. Probably because the notion of the-day-before-English-exam-is-a-chill-out-day is very much etched into my head.

I must get back to Flamingo. The textbook is called Flamingo or is it Flamingos? I really don't know. I need to find out. *blends into the darkness*

"Imagination is a temporary refuge from reality"

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A Walk In the Park.

Unfortunately my chemistry paper can't relate to the topic. I have stopped caring about chemistry. I think it is the way I'm being taught chemistry which is making me perceive chemistry as a no-ball to a Pakistani. An enemy. Unfortunately, I'm going to need chemistry my ENTIRE life. Even if I end up in Wandsworth or in the Big Boss house. I don't watch Big Boss.

During examinations, we all look for that moment of pure ecstasy when we are free men who have just escaped from the concentration camps, some people reach that moment in the toilet, some with their text books, my moment of who-gives-a-damn-about-the-exam-moment comes while watching Parks and Recreation. That show is hilarious. P&R makes me happy. It makes me forget of truck load of chapters that need to be completed.

I haven't watch Dexter murder for a long time now.

Doughnuts can reduce stress and blood pressure for a fraction of a second. True story.

My next exam is English. I have to study Math.

The Way I Roll.

Exams. Funny word. Can sound like X Mas. Fat red suit man, with white beard. Not Dumbledore. Santa.
I will say stupid things. Like that ^. And keep on saying stupid things, cuz that's the way I roll.

I won't say much. I don't usually. I do sometimes. But then people want me to shut up. I still do talk though.

I like chocolates. They make me happy. I have a box of Patchi chocolates lying in my fridge. I also get hungry during the exam days. Which means only one thing... I eat a lot. I am also gaining weight. I'll reduce that later. But chocolates can't wait to be eaten. I need my daily chocolate intake. I'll die otherwise. Wallah. <-- Khalas.



I also stare at the mirror a lot. My reflection looks good. It looks better than me. Yea, like that's ever going to happen. I want to sit in one place for a day forever. I'm so lazy. Sheldon Cooper is so awesome. I also take pictures of myself with different hair styles. I like to experiment. Why am I telling you all this? Because that's the way I roll. LOL, JK I just fried my neurons, while studying. I was asleep when it happened. I'm a child of the day. I'm completely useless in the academic field after 11 45 pm. I'm good for other things though.

I have lots to complete. I have to eat.

Whether the Weather, Whatever the Weather.

Today it rained. It wasn't anything great but water fell from the heavens in a non negligible amount, which got Dubai excited. When it rains in Dubai, people react as if they just found a unicorn. I don't blame them, the weather was really beautiful today. Weather, not unicorn... Unicorn. The weather made me feel invincible. I could've taken over the world today. No kidding.

Except for the 3 hours of invincibility and an hour of watching Sehwag kick ass and another hour of reading Tweets related to Sachin's failure to reach his 100th century, my day was crap filled with integrals and df(x)/dx.

Selena Gomez is cute.

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Times of Despair.

I sit in a room, watching the world outside unfold. People bustling to other areas of my home to complete chores while I just sit and watch. I feel boss sitting alone in the shadows, planning out life, my next victim, things to do. I've always thought of shadows as sinister objects and lurking in the shadows reveals my Dark Passenger. Basically, I get all emo.

Then I freak out. I don't know why I'm freaking out. Is it the exam portion? Its not like I haven't managed to study such an amount of portion. And I have a week to go.

But since I have nothing else on my agenda to freak out about. The exam portion must be it.

India is back on the cricket field. Sehwag, Tendulkar, Dravid are macho. Umesh Yadav is on his way to becoming the next "Munaf Patel" in my view. Brian Lara's doppleganger plays like Brian Lara.. I want him to score a century, he has the potential, I like watching him bat. Chanderpaul was Chanderpaul, boss.

I will sleep now. Not in the stalker mood. That doesn't mean that I'm not in serial killer mode. Lock your doors. (Yea, like that's gonna help).

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Midnight Mayhem.

I don't feel sleepy at all. Even though I see my brother sleeping with that calm look that one usually has when they're in dream land, I have no intention of joining him in the Land of Nod. I'm wide awake with my chemistry text book on my lap, flipping through pages which seem to be written in an ancient script. Maybe it was the Autobots who wrote it.

It is Eid in Dubai. (auto correct thinks it's Did in Dubai. So naive.)

Night time is the perfect alone time. The night gives me the strength to clear my thoughts, so that the chemicals formulas are rounded up and kept in a remote part of my brain, while the rest of the brain works out the people-to-be-stalked-tonight list. Bliss. After the stalk, I usually go into emo mode, thinking about life that could have been, building up my life which would have existed if only....

So its half past 12, the Daniel cell stares at me with it's cold, penetrating electrodes. Brrr. (Auto correct changed brr to beer, look at it, all grown up)

The Galaxy Tab says it'll switch off. But there is stalking to be done, photos to be seen and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.

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During Study Breaks.

I am back again at the place where I am not supposed to belong. The force of attraction between me and this place is high. My chemistry text book and me are like charged, hence we repel. I ma messing around. I ended up on Posterous and started an Alternating Reality there. 

And this - www.burstingrandomosity.blogspot.com. Click it. A boy will smile (No, not your child born out of wedlock).

And I will try to fix you...

Not anymore, buddy. Not anymore.
Gone are the days when you can offer your opponent a free chocolate to under perform during the local gully cricket championships. Gone are the days when bowling frequent no balls meant that the captain made a bad decision by choosing the bowler. Gone are the days when only politicians are sent to jail for corruption.

The 3 Fix-eteers.

The Pakistan trio failed miserably in their spot fixing attempt, which booked the a place in Wandsworth Prison. They should have been sent to Azkaban instead. What did they gain by doing that? Their scandal just spoiled Pakistan's reputation even further. The scandal just dumped a truck load of crap on Pakistan's cricket.
Even India has had it's share of match fixing. Former Indian captain Azharuddin, Jadeja were charged with match fixing. One of cricket's greatest match fixing scandal, which involved Hansie Cronje, Herschelle Gibbs and later involved Azharuddin took place on Indian soil. But they weren't jailed, only banned from the sport.
I think it is the leniency that was shown in the early years the reason why match fixing is still prominent in cricket.
For some reason, most of cricket's scandals are done by the best of talents. Mohammed Amir, had the potential to be Pakistan's next Wasim Akram. Akram himself, have stated that "He is much cleverer than [Akram] at 18". Mohammed Azharuddin was one of India's finest captain and batsman, in Oct 2010, Sri Lankan legend Muralitharan called him one of the best players in cricket on par with Sachin Tendulkar. Azhar was forced into an early retirement for his involvement in match fixing. There are many other cricketers with exceptional skills, unfortunately they lack the sense to choose the right path from the wrong.
Cricket will go on.

Check this blog out - www.zenithofvivacity.blogspot.com. It will make you feel nice. Read the poems.

"Tears glaze Her cheek like early morning dew".

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Instead of posting what I feel like writing, I'm gonna post what you should feel when I post what I was thinking. Ok, that was confusing. More on that later.

So, how many of you watch television? No, don't raise your hands, I can't see them.
What is the most interesting part of television?
It's supposed to be what show you're watching right?
But no, the focus in today's 'Idiot Box' is on advertisements.
Mindless, incessant ramblings of woman in fake doctor's apparels telling us what to feed our child, how to make them tall or people who roam around with melted Cadbury chocolates getting laid.
Children who look like they have an IQ of less than 50, which mind you stands for mental retardation, giving advice to their parents which detergent to use.
"Mummy, use this, it's cool."
You know what son? We don't fucking care.

More and more children and being addicted to television now. I thought when I was small I was addicted, but the thing is we used to watch TV for the cartoons, and not the advertisements of biscuits which featured stickers of the same cartoons we were watching. We saw the cartoons, felt smart and switched the TV off after a certain time.

We still watch TV, just in a different way. We watch TV shows like The Big Bang Theroy but not through our local content providers, we just go ahead and download them. We spend 20 minutes watching them compared to the 35 Minutes you would have wasted if you saw it on TV.

Now, compared to the small dumbfucks, I mean children of today, we are awesome.

So, what's wrong with them?
Well, they watch all kinds of crap ads where they're led to believe that if they act smart and talk cool, people will like them.
You know what we feel like?
Strangling them.
Every fucking time they open their mouths.
It's not their fault really, not ours either.

You want someone to blame?
Blame the stupid content providers who have no idea why they have their respective jobs.
Tell them, that putting a Gillette ad on Cartoon Network won't magically grow hair on Pre-pubescent boys and increase their retail.

Is this the dystopia we're headed towards?

Hope not.

I Am Not Supposed to Be Here. Ssshh...

It is exam time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It is time to be distracted by the pigeon that visits your balcony, by the weird pattern your facial hair grows in, by your reflection, etc.,.
It is time to make frequent visits to the Photocopy shop.
It is time to spend more time in places where you are not supposed to be, (here).
It is time to spend time on the phone, pretending to discuss question 2 in exercise 8.2.
It is time for the gossip to spread.
Its time to take over control. It is time to wish she was yours.
Its time to lose control, not shave, look stoned, talk in a low voice, behave like Batman, and last but not the least, study.
Study. I will be doing that in a while, AFTER I win the battle against the green pigs, and top score on Dragon, Fly.