23rd Jan 2008
Dear Dairy,
I am shocked.. I am frustrated... my job is insecure... and so is my virginity(oh! so is it smthing like a blue diamond thats on stake... comeon Sam loose it man!! you got the golden chance).... God.. WTF... why on earth do i have to bear it all... and everytime it has to be me.... the man-turned-guinea pig for all those bloody experiments of destiny...why me???
The sub-prime crisis (whats that BS btw??) is taking a toll on jobs here at our very own india... I can see people being laid-off, projects getting scrapped and what not... my project and may be my job (why.. do they know that you are that AH good-for-nothing... sam sam sam.. I told you not to expose that you idiot...). And to add to it.. its my slurty, big-fat-ugly manager.. who is behind my virginity.... God... take this post as an SOS (or rather shall we put is as 'Save-my-virginity' what say??). I don't know how it began (you lair... you must have given those peeping view to her... BAH.... now bear the consequences), okie... okie.. it was me how became a bit friendly initially (see i told you... now don't we all know what this 'friendly' means...) but that was just to make our interaction comfortable...i swear... thats was all.. tell me dear diary... am i such a big AH that i'll leave the helens and penalopes of my office to go behind this ugly-BA-BS. do i look that big AH?? (who knows.. may be its hidden deep within you... ha ha ha)..
Today it was just too much... just too much... I can't say it (now come on sam... we are friends, aren't we? you can puke it all out.. go on bunny boy...) I was already frightened to paleness after hearing a fresh round of lay-offs (thanks to sub-prime again) that this BA came and guess what (what? asked you for a BJ... ha ha ha) she asked if we can go out for a dinner (ah haa! date ... sam you are rocking man!!) not with the team (so you thought she wants to take the whole bunch.. you're such an AH) but just we two alone.... and i was freezed.. don't know what to say.. how to say...if i deny... my job is sure-shot gone... and if i except.. my virginity is lost to such a filthy mass of fat.... God... somehow .... for nowhere.. an angel came in form of the office boy and took that she-devil with him... gosh ! what a close save (shit!! the fun ended before it begun... man! my luck is not going guns these days)...
So dear dairy... tell me what should i do in such a case... she'll come again... i know.. its not over (ha ha ha.. the party is still on, 'picture abhi baaki hai mere dost' ha ha ha) .. i can risk my virginity for the sake of my job... but what will i do without a job... i am a cliffhanger.... a 75% fallen one :(
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Dairy feed 2: heartbreak revisited :(
22nd Jan 2008
Dear Diary,
I am heart broken today. And I can't tell you how it feels... No this not my first time.... am a 'pro' in the business of breakups ... but this one is special... its really close to my heart... thats why i and BSing about it to you.
It must have been the second most ill-fated day of my life. Today my ex-to-be-girlfriend again dumped me... no not directly tough... she chose to drop that 'single-and-ready-to-mingle' tag of her and bear to robe of 'committed'. The problem is that.... it wasn't me ... i was not in the picture... actually i was not even in the scope of miles around the place where this tragic incident took place...
Cool down sauz... take a deep breadth... now ! thats much better... so where was I... yeah.... oh haven't i introduced you to my ex-to-be-girlfriend... oh my mistake... so the great BS account begun when i was awestruck by her majestic eyes and that flawless beauty (as if this was the first time huh!!!) ... I started trying to be around her all the time.. so that i might... even if the chances of which are infinitesimal.. would talk to her (oh! you AH... yeah she'd come to you and ask you for a BJ.. rite?).... so the things ended before they even took of.. my love jet crashed (even before taking off??) and i saw the robe of 'committed' on her orkut profile.... still just because of my so called 'gud' friends (sam included), I was forced to call her and tell her my 'feelings'... (Wow! the fun begins finally....) and the end is same as me (pathetically predictable)... I was banged, and bashed, and thrashed and what not... what an eye opener... WTF... why did i ever did it?
The account got closed with sauz swearing of God not to do that again....
Springs went and came, and did someone said that love is blind (love?? was it?? ha ha ha)... and over 'Casanova' one fine day saw the robe of 'committed' throne away... again the god-created orkut was the one to play the role of cupid (this stupid site would screw how many lifes man!!!! someone got to all th end!!!). And then flowers were blossoming again.. winds were singing and the BS job started seeming amazing to our love(or smthing else) struck suaz...
This also didn't lasted long... destiny was to stab 'Casanova' sauz with a bitter knife... and it chose the vehicle.... the same 'status' @ orkut.. (man !!! too much... WTF... i'll remove that flithy status itself..) and hence this page...
So moral of the day... 'Status' in orkut is hazardous to mankind (specially we guys...) a revolution is needed to ban it off...
Dear Diary,
I am heart broken today. And I can't tell you how it feels... No this not my first time.... am a 'pro' in the business of breakups ... but this one is special... its really close to my heart... thats why i and BSing about it to you.
It must have been the second most ill-fated day of my life. Today my ex-to-be-girlfriend again dumped me... no not directly tough... she chose to drop that 'single-and-ready-to-mingle' tag of her and bear to robe of 'committed'. The problem is that.... it wasn't me ... i was not in the picture... actually i was not even in the scope of miles around the place where this tragic incident took place...
Cool down sauz... take a deep breadth... now ! thats much better... so where was I... yeah.... oh haven't i introduced you to my ex-to-be-girlfriend... oh my mistake... so the great BS account begun when i was awestruck by her majestic eyes and that flawless beauty (as if this was the first time huh!!!) ... I started trying to be around her all the time.. so that i might... even if the chances of which are infinitesimal.. would talk to her (oh! you AH... yeah she'd come to you and ask you for a BJ.. rite?).... so the things ended before they even took of.. my love jet crashed (even before taking off??) and i saw the robe of 'committed' on her orkut profile.... still just because of my so called 'gud' friends (sam included), I was forced to call her and tell her my 'feelings'... (Wow! the fun begins finally....) and the end is same as me (pathetically predictable)... I was banged, and bashed, and thrashed and what not... what an eye opener... WTF... why did i ever did it?
The account got closed with sauz swearing of God not to do that again....
Springs went and came, and did someone said that love is blind (love?? was it?? ha ha ha)... and over 'Casanova' one fine day saw the robe of 'committed' throne away... again the god-created orkut was the one to play the role of cupid (this stupid site would screw how many lifes man!!!! someone got to all th end!!!). And then flowers were blossoming again.. winds were singing and the BS job started seeming amazing to our love(or smthing else) struck suaz...
This also didn't lasted long... destiny was to stab 'Casanova' sauz with a bitter knife... and it chose the vehicle.... the same 'status' @ orkut.. (man !!! too much... WTF... i'll remove that flithy status itself..) and hence this page...
So moral of the day... 'Status' in orkut is hazardous to mankind (specially we guys...) a revolution is needed to ban it off...
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Dairy feed 1: Rose marry sited!
Dear Dairy,
It was yet another boring, mundane, nothing to do Sunday.. usual to our custom. We were "planning" (as we always did! ) for the same (WOW!, now that amazing). We'll sleep till we can, get up, bug somebody to make some tea (if nothing is left over from the last one made), again crawl in our beds with some book or newspaper (only to see the pretty, scantly dressed gals), again do our age-old 'BC'.
Things were going fine till sam's inner self appealed strongly to 'Read' some technical stuff. Moreover, I don't know how, this does not happens often, and should not have happened, but it did, and Sam was in control of his inner-self. Obviously i was not insane, and i protested strongly, and got a equal (or may be a stronger) verbal retreat from Sam. he was hell bent upon 'studying'. Yuk!! an sunday being ruined. God! WTF....
Okie! calm down, dude.... lets see where and how long will this guy read.. ;) (ha ha ha, the devil inside me was laughing and the red tail started wagging). I agreed upon with him and planned to study myself (the devil inside me was on an absolute roll! God save Sam he he he). Till our late noon ... things were fine... so i'll leave all crap and come to the point...
While having our lunch (which should be ideally called 'trunch' (tea + lunch) if something like that exists).. I sighted an amazing creature thru the window of my kitchen... WTF... whats that beauty???.... and next thing i did was.., called sam... the call was more of a abuse and less of the actual message.. but nevertheless, it was exactly interpret by sam, who confirmed the sighting..... I was awestruck... and kept hanging upon the kitchen window... forgetting about the food in my hand....
Food.... must be followed by a good, long sleep... we've been following this since... eternity ... i guess. So we followed it on this messy sunday as well. We had plans to go and venture out for something ... (as usual with no aims, tasks or errands in hand) before we submitted ourself to the goddess of sleep.
Evening... or say it is night already... after long persuasion, sam agreed to venture out and go to the nearby mall. He (and I) as well knew that the visit would be a 'tafree' with nothing to be purchased... but thou shall pose as if they are finely scrutinizingly, analyzing the cloths, shades, watches or what-so-ever...
On the way to our destination, I sighted something irresistible, walking by side of the dusty road... somehow... i knew it has to be that wonderful creature i sighted in the afternoon.. and yes she was.. the next few seconds passed in BCing about her and the way we'd make the proposals (which we'd never do)... but then sam suddenly christened that beautiful creature.. 'Rose marry'.... and the best thing of the day was born...
It was the irresistible pull of Rose marry that deterred us from our course and we went ahead and parked our 'mangi hui ducati' in front of her apartment... then she came... WTF... she was too good for a BJ ;) ....
So this is how we sited and found our latest 'rose marry'.....
too much of BC for you.... sleep well dairy... from tomorrow... again we are plunging in the real-bad world... that BS job... :(
It was yet another boring, mundane, nothing to do Sunday.. usual to our custom. We were "planning" (as we always did! ) for the same (WOW!, now that amazing). We'll sleep till we can, get up, bug somebody to make some tea (if nothing is left over from the last one made), again crawl in our beds with some book or newspaper (only to see the pretty, scantly dressed gals), again do our age-old 'BC'.
Things were going fine till sam's inner self appealed strongly to 'Read' some technical stuff. Moreover, I don't know how, this does not happens often, and should not have happened, but it did, and Sam was in control of his inner-self. Obviously i was not insane, and i protested strongly, and got a equal (or may be a stronger) verbal retreat from Sam. he was hell bent upon 'studying'. Yuk!! an sunday being ruined. God! WTF....
Okie! calm down, dude.... lets see where and how long will this guy read.. ;) (ha ha ha, the devil inside me was laughing and the red tail started wagging). I agreed upon with him and planned to study myself (the devil inside me was on an absolute roll! God save Sam he he he). Till our late noon ... things were fine... so i'll leave all crap and come to the point...
While having our lunch (which should be ideally called 'trunch' (tea + lunch) if something like that exists).. I sighted an amazing creature thru the window of my kitchen... WTF... whats that beauty???.... and next thing i did was.., called sam... the call was more of a abuse and less of the actual message.. but nevertheless, it was exactly interpret by sam, who confirmed the sighting..... I was awestruck... and kept hanging upon the kitchen window... forgetting about the food in my hand....
Food.... must be followed by a good, long sleep... we've been following this since... eternity ... i guess. So we followed it on this messy sunday as well. We had plans to go and venture out for something ... (as usual with no aims, tasks or errands in hand) before we submitted ourself to the goddess of sleep.
Evening... or say it is night already... after long persuasion, sam agreed to venture out and go to the nearby mall. He (and I) as well knew that the visit would be a 'tafree' with nothing to be purchased... but thou shall pose as if they are finely scrutinizingly, analyzing the cloths, shades, watches or what-so-ever...
On the way to our destination, I sighted something irresistible, walking by side of the dusty road... somehow... i knew it has to be that wonderful creature i sighted in the afternoon.. and yes she was.. the next few seconds passed in BCing about her and the way we'd make the proposals (which we'd never do)... but then sam suddenly christened that beautiful creature.. 'Rose marry'.... and the best thing of the day was born...
It was the irresistible pull of Rose marry that deterred us from our course and we went ahead and parked our 'mangi hui ducati' in front of her apartment... then she came... WTF... she was too good for a BJ ;) ....
So this is how we sited and found our latest 'rose marry'.....
too much of BC for you.... sleep well dairy... from tomorrow... again we are plunging in the real-bad world... that BS job... :(
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