Thursday, June 30, 2011

Erm, what?


In Spain, during the celebration of the Catholic festival Corpus Christi, a man dresses up and jumps over newborn babies. 
Why? Why?... I have no idea. 


Nice of the parents of these little children to have Satan meet Elvis fly atop them. :/


Tuesday, June 28, 2011

ROFL

This is the message that I woke up to in the morning, from my good friend Sunny George. 
I was ROFL for quite a while.

Here goes:

This is what too much drinking leads to:

"I wasn't that drunk"
"Dude, you were in my pool trying to find Nemo."

"I wasn't that drunk!"
"You hit on your own girlfriend and asked is she was single.."

"Dude, I wasn't that drunk"
"You were arguing with yourself, over the phone and got upset when you hung up."

"I wasn't that drunk."
"You were in my closet yelling, 'Hey! Where the hell is Narnia?' "

"I wasn't that drunk.."
"You were throwing rocks at my cat screaming 'GO PIKACHU!' "

"Dude, I wasn't that drunk."
"You hugged a hobo with a white beard and cried, 'Yay Dumbledore, YOU'RE BACK!' "

(And this one's my personal favorite)

"I wasn't that drunk!"
"You gave a sock to a midget yelling, 'Take this Dobby, you're free!!!' "

xD

Share your jokes with me, I love love to laugh!
Later ya'll! 

Friday, June 24, 2011

People

The more people I meet, the more I realise that I prefer people who have a knack for crazy slash stupid slash trouble. The ones that are always sane and sweet make me uncomfortable, very. I like to believe that it is absolutely non-human to not have a bad side to oneself. I like to believe that even the happiest person, the kind that spurts rainbows every time he/she opens his/her mouth has moments when he/she would rather just take a chair and break it on the floor than sit and smile.

Honestly, I like to be mean at times, I am an occasional bitch and I don't mind admitting it. There are times when I feel angry and I blow off like Coke does when it meets Mentos. And I am not saying that I am proud of it, but I don't regret it either. I would rather be my crude self when I am upset than put on a facade.

I like people who do crazy things when they are upset. Who would call a bitch a bitch, who break heads when they are hurt. It makes them.. human.. alive. I like people who talk, who laugh at themselves and at someone who just fell down in a really crazy manner (even at the risk of looking mean), who get angry, who would call or text me at 2 in the night to tell me they hate me for having said something. I hold on to them, even if that means having a bumpy ride.

What I do not prefer are people who are safe, people who say exactly the things they know you want to hear, who do not laugh as much.

I like people who fight for what they believe in even if that means we have to deal with entirely different belief systems, I am afraid of the ones that don't challenge me, those who would accept everything that I say.

I have also come to realise that I don't enjoy the company of people who are (or who like to believe that they are) intense. And not the good kind of intense, the ones that are always gloomy and gray..I know a lot of people find it attractive but call me crazy, I just don't. It's a total turn off for me.

I like people who are frighteningly passionate about something, I am drawn to them like an ant to a big blob of sugar. At the same time, I like easy going people, who are opinionated, who have a free spirit and a mind of their own, who would fight more often than not, but who would also let go when they know it's their best option.

But then you know.. that's just me.
: )

Later ya'll!

Monday, June 13, 2011

Music, Again.

I am in Love with this song : Beautiful by Late night alumni.
You should listen to it too.

Here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEBgl9B2G_8&feature=related

This song, it's a soul healer.
Tell me how you like it.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

The most Challenging/ Awkward moments in (every)ones life.


When the remote control is just about 3 inches away from the point beyond which you humanly cannot stretch your hand without having to move your upper body.
Now this is really interesting, because people (you know, you and I) would rather watch the most torturous show on TV or shiver the whole night than stretch a little to reach the remote and change the god damn channel or switch the god damn AC off.  

When you are watching a movie with a friend (same sex, opposite sex, same difference) and a love making scene pops up. *awkward (in a high pitch)*. If you look at it, your friend might think you're a pervert, so you start looking around, at the wall, the painting on the wall that you never understood anyway, your toenails, the bird shitting right outside your window, the curtains, the Patterns on the curtains, your friend (who might just be looking at you *awkward*) and when you run out of all the things to look at, you start with the most random conversations.
"So, what are your plans after this?"
"So, finance haan.."
"Hey have you visited that store down the street, it's Awesome"

So you are all set to go to sleep, tucked in your blankets, found that perfect resting position and BOOM! You forgot to switch the lights off! Now, if you have had siblings, this is the point where most of the premature sibling animosity begins. And if you are having a sleepover, this is point where the weakest (physically and mentally) friend is discovered. You know, for all the other sleepovers and plans that will follow, for the rest of their lives... no I am just kidding... (or am I?).

That awkward moment when an acquaintance falls down in a really crazy manner in public and you can't control your laughter..

The awkward moment when you are staring at a professor with a stern face while your mind is in a parallel universe (Narnia? Hogwarts?) and the professor asks for your opinion and you have nothing to say plus a really confused look (the kind that dogs(or babies?) would have when they walk into a new street) because let's face it, you probably wouldn't even know what lecture it is if the professor had a bag covering his face.

The time when your friends try to set you up with a complete moron and you really don't know what to do when you are left alone with him/ her. That happened to me once, and I passed my time thinking about all the swear words my friend was going to hear later when I see him. An even more awkward moment was the realisation that I knew so many swear words. *opens a page of The Economist to feel better*

The time when your relatives are leaving and they give you a present and BOOM!, it sucks and you have to act all excited. Or when they give you an envelope and BOOM! 100 bucks..


Someone waves at you, you wave back, you realise they weren't waving at you, you quickly shift your gaze by about 1 inch and there is nobody else on that side of the road..you are waving at an empty car.. FAIL!

A really tanned person walks in to the room and you go, "Yo bitch you ORANGE!" in your head. And you let loose a laugh.. and then people stare at you and you say..  "It is hot outside, isn't it?" *erm..*



Tell me about your awkward/ Challenging moments! And here, not on Facebook!
Keep rocking ya'll!

P.S. What would be the only conversation between a rock and a ruler?
Ans: You rock, but I rule!

Gaah! Not funny at all!
EPIC FAIL!