Things get difficult and we catch ourselves sitting and wondering about a million different stuff. More often than not, we fret about the past or brood over the future. Everything comes to a standstill and you just sit there either thinking, or crying, or depressed or angry or even all of this at once. Even the thoughest, strongest people do that and I will call you a bloody liar if you deny that.
I'm sure many of us have lost the number of times we have felt like talking to our family and friends, about how we really feel about certain issues but held our tongues instead. Probably because we believe they wouldn't care, our thoughts and opinions wouldn't matter and nobody would give a damn.
I've learnt that pain is a great teacher. I've learnt that out stupidest mistakes leads us to become a better person. But what Ihave learnt most is that, no matter how bad things get, we cannot lose hope. Because that keeps us alive at moments where we feel nothing seem to be going right. Its hope that mkes us all look forward for a better tomorrow. Its hope that keeps us going. And if I lose hope, Ilose a part of myself, a signicant part of who I am.
Praying helps. To know that even if I'm all alone, I have God to help me through. And I find that feeling extremely peaceful.
Forgive.forget.move on.
seems easier said than done, but its true. When you forgive, you are freed from your anger and when you're freed from your anger, you move on.
So when you fall down, just get right back up. And yes, its gonna hurt and yes its painful, but just get right back up.

-period-

I really love this song, so real
Eminem keeps getting better by the day..

Lately I've been hard to reach, I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world, where they can be alone
Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me? I'm reaching out for you

I'm just so fucking depressed, I just can't seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump, but I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises, took my lumps, fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up, in order for me to pick the mic back up
I don't know how or why or when I ended up in this position I'm in
I'm starting to feel distant again, so I decided just to pick this pen
Up and try to make an attempt to vent but I just can't admit or come to grips
With the fact that I may be done with rap, I need a new outlet
And I know some shit so hard to swallow, but I just can't sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow, but I know one fact: I'll be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow, I'll be one tough act to follow
Here today, gone tomorrow, but you'd have to walk a thousand miles...

In my shoes, just to see, what it's like to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes, just to see what it'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each other's minds
Just to see what we'd find, look at shit through each other's eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)

I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humour, everything's so tense and gloom, I
Almost feel like I got to check the temperature of the room just as soon as
I walk in, it's like all eyes on me, and so I try to avoid any eye contact
Cause if I do that, then it opens the door for conversation, like I want that
I'm not looking for extra attention, I just wanna be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room, maybe just point me to the closest restroom
I don't need no fucking man servant, tryna follow me around and wipe my ass
And laugh at every single joke I crack and half of 'em ain't even funny like "Hah!
Marshall you're so funny man you should be a comedian, God damn"
Unfortunately I am, I just hide behind the tears of a clown
So why don't you all sit down, listen to the tale I'm about to tell
Hell, we don't gotta trade our shoes, and you ain't gotta walk no thousand miles...

In my shoes, just to see, what it's like to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes, just to see what it'd be like to
[ Eminem Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
Feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each other's minds
Just to see what we'd find, look at shit through each other's eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)

Nobody asked for life to deal us what these bullshit hands we're dealt
We gotta take these cards ourselves, and flip them, don't expect no help
Now I could of either just sat on my ass and pissed and moaned
Or take this situation in which I'm placed, and get up and get my own
I was never the type of kid to wait by the door and pack his bags
Or sat on the porch and hoped and pray for a dad to show up who never did
I just wanted to fit in, every single place, every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid, even if it meant acting stupid
Aunt Edna always told me, "Keep making that face it'll get stuck like that"
Meanwhile I'm just standing there holding my tongue tryna talk like "thissss"
Till I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole at eight years old
I learned my lesson then, cause I wasn't trying to impress my friends no more
But I already told you my whole life story, not just based on my description
Cause where you see it, from where you're sitting, it's probably a hundred and ten percent different
I guess we would have to walk a mile in each other's shoes at least
What size you wear? I wear tens, let's see if you could fit your feet...

In my shoes, just to see, what it's like to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes, just to see what it'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each other's minds
Just to see what we'd find, look at shit through each other's eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)

Lately I've been hard to reach, I've been too long on my own (Ohhhh)
Everyone has their private world, where they can be alone (Soooo)
Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through? (Ohhhh)
Are you reaching out for me? I'm reaching out for you (Soooo)

Yeah, to my babies, stay strong. Dad will be home soon. And to the rest of the world, God gave you them shoes, to fit you, so put 'em on and wear em. Be yourself, man. Be proud of who you are. Even if it sounds corny, don't ever let no one tell you, you ain't beautiful.

I know..i know..this is my second post in a day, but this is too good to not post!

WHY ARE INDIANS SO EASY TO IDENTIFY


1. Everything you eat is savored in garlic, onion and tomatoes.

2.. You try and reuse gift wrappers, gift boxes, and of course aluminum foil.

3. You are always standing next to the two largest size suitcases at the Airport.

4. You arrive one or two hours late to a party - and think it's normal.

5. You peel the stamps off letters that the Postal Service missed to stamp.

6. You recycle Wedding Gifts, Birthday Gifts and Anniversary Gifts.

7. You name your children in rhythms (example, Sita & Gita, Ram & Shyam, Kamini & Shamini..)

8. All your children have pet names, which sound nowhere, close to their real names.

9. You take Indian snacks anywhere it says 'No Food Allowed.'

10. You talk for an hour at the front door when leaving someone's house.

11. You load up the family car with as many people as possible.

12. HIGH PRIORITY ***** You use plastic to cover anything new in your house, whether it's the remote control, VCR, carpet or new couch. *****

13. Your parents tell you not to care what your friends think, but they won't let you do certain things because of what the other 'Uncles and Aunties' will think.

14. You buy and display crockery, which is never used, as it is for special occasions, which never happen.

15. You have a vinyl tablecloth on your kitchen table.

16.. You use grocery bags to hold garbage.

17. You keep leftover food in your fridge in as many numbers of bowls as possible.

18. Your kitchen shelf is full of jars, varieties of bowls and plastic utensils (got free with purchase of other stuff)

19. You carry a stash of your own food whenever you travel (and travel means any car ride longer than 15 minutes).

20. You own a rice cooker or a pressure cooker.

21. You fight over who pays the dinner bill.

22. You live with your parents and you are 40 years old. (And they prefer it that way).

23. You don't use measuring cups when cooking.

24. You never learnt how to stand in a queue.

25. You can only travel if there are 5 persons at least to see you off or receive you whether you are traveling by bus, train or plane.

26. If she is NOT your daughter, you always take interest in knowing whose daughter has run with whose son and feel proud to spread it at the velocity of more than the speed of light.

27. You only make long distance calls after 11p.m.

28. If you don't live at home, when your parents call, they ask if you've eaten, even if it's midnight

29. You call an older person you never met before Uncle or Aunty.

30. When your parents meet strangers and talk for a few minutes, you discover you're talking to a distant cousin.

31. Your parents don't realize phone connections to foreign countries have improved in the last two decades, and still scream at the top of their lungs when making foreign calls.

32. You have bed sheets on your sofas so as to keep them from getting dirty.

33. Its embarrassing if you're wedding has less than 600 people.

34. All your Tupperware is stained with food color.

35. You have drinking glasses made of steel.

36. You have mastered the art of bargaining in shopping.

37. You have really enjoyed reading this mail - forward it to as many Indians as possible.

I STILL LOVE TO BE AN INDIAN=)

I'm online in school!
weird actually coz i haven't done it before. let me tell you why, you see, my lappie charger is dead and gone. There's some exposed piecess of wire at the end of it and sparks keep coming out whenever i switch it on. Scary ryte?
I almost thought i was gonna set the house on fire...so i'd better not use it. so no charger, no laptop, cannot go online. Now i have to get a new one :(
So this morning when i came to school, Arif was talking to me bout something online and i told what happen and he was like, owh, u can use mine in school =)
And since i have nothing to do, i mean, there are only like 3 people in my class?
Rashwin has his physics paper to sit for and Jiv is engrossed with his new book, and both Moi and Anila forgot to bring me a storybook!
So here i am now, trying to fill in my canvas.

Oh yes, trials is officially over:) and i'm trying to convince my mum to make a trip to KL this weekend-for the fun of it.
Let's talk about trials-i regret not putting in any effort. I regret now giving myself a chance to push myself. I was quite depressed about it for the whole week of trials, so i had a talk with my brother yesterday.We talked for long and he made me realise so many things.

Key sentence>I have the choice to make the change.

I know this blog post seems vague, but wth ryte?


On a lighter note, Happy Birthday Nick!!(8/9)
The tall, nice, friendly guy with a huge smile and who sings like Archie(U happy nick?)
For the one who never fails to chat with me on msn, For the one who sends me songs and for sharing the same interest really!
All the best Nicky and God bless u!

Its been long since my last serious post..don't get too excited..this post isn't gonna be riveting either:)





Anyhoo..let's talk bout trials..did u guys know that the answers for PA paper one is on facebook..like goshhhhhhh..i'm not checking, i'm pretty sure my objective results isn't gonna be that promising considering the fact that i only read a day before..more like did questions a day before. I hate PA. I really don;t see the point,its redundant. at least to me, never been interedted in politics anyways..So yes, moving on, Bio was like "TAKE A SERRATED KNIFE AND PLUNGE IT INTO MY HEART". I think i made myself quite clear about how i feel bout the paper. I'm counting on paper one to save my ass. :)





So now i'm left with Chemistry and Maths T, which i'm hoping to do well for, lets cross our fingers and hope for the best.





Quite honestly, i don't feel the pressure, and I'm hmmmm, scare that i'm not scared? Is that a good thing?





back in form 5, i used to get freaked out for every damn test, exams..except for english, considering that is my fav subject.(still is k)


I'm not pro in tht language, but i like it. Hei, it is the lingua franca ryte?


Speaking of english, I have grown a liking for reading the dictionary for fun. You should do it too. Atleast i know i'm not the only one, this friend of mine in school taught me a new word





Word: Nosegay


Meaning:A Bunch of


Example: i received a nosegay of flowers from my parents on my birthday





see, u learnt someting new today, unless u knew it ofcourse :)





Besides studying, i have been totally hooked to this story Anila gave me on the computer entitled Fishbones. To make things short, its bout the friendship bout a jewish kid and an Italian kid who comes from a family of Italian mobsters. I can't believed it has been saved in my lap top for so long, and i just started reading it like 2 days ago. its just so real and I like it.





I Have came to a realisation that i like random things. Sometimes its so contradicting,but too lazy to explain:)





so yea, nothing much happened so far, except that one of our kawans turned 18 last wednesday!!


Happy belated bday jiv!


That dude celebrated his bday twice this year and both suprises, lucky brat!


Anyhoo, if ur reading this Jiv, all the best and God Bless u..(U'd better me tearing now :P)

See this cake, look pretty good eh..lets just say it was Jiv's "Birthday Cake"

Haha, smashing cake in ones face never fails to amuse me :)