aye, what it is ?!

What it is ?! No no, wat it is to be being ?! That makes once again such a cranky whiney whingy bastard. I mean damn, I just had a read of my previous posts and dude, I crib and how. Melodrama personified. * does the head banging to wall routine as he screams NAHIII * Thank god the walls are to be painted. Pink walls with red spots of dried maybe fungi infested blood wudnt make a good sight, would they now ?! ERrhem. [Start Digression] Yes, I have pink. Baby pink meets Bubblegum pink meets Alice in wonderland meets damsel in distress meets barbie meets pretti and pinky pink walls in my bedroom currently. Now wait, those rotten eggs and tomatoes have better use than to be thrown at me, this wasnt supposed to be my room, it was supossed to be my neices room, who is 5. Read 5. And no I wasnt in the country when these walls got painted upon. I wud have never let such disdianful incidents happen. Never. Pukes. Pink Eww ! [End Digression] I like using these now what are these brackets that are not curved called ya ahem sqaurish brackets. Nice idea 'V'.

Met the guppie boy on yahoo yesterday. He thinks ma blog is a complete divergence from my realself or the image I potray Well he also thinks in person I come across as conceited, arrogant, a spoilt brat [ which incidentally he also likes to advertise virtually ] and an elitist. Ok no he doesnt * smiles * BUT 'V' THE WHORE/BITCH/SLUT does. Guppie thinks my blog displays my softer vulnerable emotional side in which i just discovered I cry about my non existent love life which completes the picture. Thats his perogative tho. Stop smirking 'V'. Whore/bitch/slut are not adjectives that have been used to flatter you. Down boy. Down !!! * snigger *

I ddnt go to the gym today. *yippie* feels so nice. To be liberated. Imagine. An entire two more hours to myself. No running on the treadmill. No stepper. No Elyptical. No crunches even. Tho I err ahem umm ate rice yesterday in the afternoon. But I deserve a day off the gym is shut on sundays and today is monday [ damn u guilt ] But I resisted the mango yesterday. It lay there, yearning for my attention, begging to be eaten. But see, I resisted. abstinence, ask me !! So one day of no gymming isnt that big an offence now, c'mon. Well not until later this night when I go into a frenzied set of crunches on my bed. [ I know,help me. ]

So the resolutin is to be being that I ish not to be creebing and whining about lack of love life. The drama ish to be now to be being utilised to throw light on want of better and easily accessible materliastic thingies which make life so much bettah honey !! And you know what, I am just gonna walk down the stairs, open that darned fridge get out a motherfucking chocolate and eat the damn thing and then have gopal make me a nice yummy cold huge glass of mango milkshake with nice large chunks of mango and icecream. Or maybe not. There's no harm in dreaming now, is there ?!!

Damn this drool ! Now it looks like a precum spot on my shorts !! * snigger * Afterall chocolate and mango also give orgasms !!!

P.S: If there were ever to be an award for the whineyestest blogger. I'd kick ass !!! No?! U dont think so !? Ok :)