A raw, intense display of emotions/opinions with a splash of 'saki' to go with it. Definitely, an acquired taste!
Dec 24, 2008
Hmm.
They say, you can never part with someone on "good terms", because if you were on good terms with that person, why would you part?
No dates for me tonight...
... I got my TV dinner in the microwave!
Who needs a man when you got a Television at home. Let me tell you why:
(From here on, I am going to refer to TV as him, he, his in this post. Well, 'it' just doesn't do justice.)
1. My TV offers a range of emotions in response to my myriad moods - drama, action, suspense, romance, sex and more. I sure can't expect all of it from the same relationship with a man.
2. My TV is there as my loyal companion on many lonely nights. I don't have to dress up or curl my hair for him, he will not judge. My pajamas will do.
3. My TV can keep me constantly entertained. For a person of fleeting interest, his 300 and more (is that the number of Tata Sky channels available now) personalities can keep me on my toes.
4. I don't have to drive to get to my date. It waits for me at home every night, promising me one hour of uninterrupted relaxation after a dreadful day at work.
5. My TV delivers what it promises without any mind games.
6. My TV talks to me in the middle of those nights, when I can't sleep and wake up at 3 AM. I then fall back asleep to its soft voice in the background.
7. My parents allow me to have my TV in my bedroom - 24X7. No hassles at all! Now, when would I be able to do that with a boy.
8. My TV comes with a guarantee card. I can easily exchange if my expectations are not fulfilled.
9. My TV is my eyes to the world. I am still growing up and he helps me form perceptions and learn about things without imposing.
10. Best of all, I got all his buttons in my hand; God bless the remote!
Who needs a man when you got a Television at home. Let me tell you why:
(From here on, I am going to refer to TV as him, he, his in this post. Well, 'it' just doesn't do justice.)
1. My TV offers a range of emotions in response to my myriad moods - drama, action, suspense, romance, sex and more. I sure can't expect all of it from the same relationship with a man.
2. My TV is there as my loyal companion on many lonely nights. I don't have to dress up or curl my hair for him, he will not judge. My pajamas will do.
3. My TV can keep me constantly entertained. For a person of fleeting interest, his 300 and more (is that the number of Tata Sky channels available now) personalities can keep me on my toes.
4. I don't have to drive to get to my date. It waits for me at home every night, promising me one hour of uninterrupted relaxation after a dreadful day at work.
5. My TV delivers what it promises without any mind games.
6. My TV talks to me in the middle of those nights, when I can't sleep and wake up at 3 AM. I then fall back asleep to its soft voice in the background.
7. My parents allow me to have my TV in my bedroom - 24X7. No hassles at all! Now, when would I be able to do that with a boy.
8. My TV comes with a guarantee card. I can easily exchange if my expectations are not fulfilled.
9. My TV is my eyes to the world. I am still growing up and he helps me form perceptions and learn about things without imposing.
10. Best of all, I got all his buttons in my hand; God bless the remote!
Confucious says...
Love is like a button...
it can keep your outfit (life) together or let it fall apart.
it can keep your outfit (life) together or let it fall apart.
Dec 15, 2008
Confucious says...
Love is like a band-aid...
providing short-term relief till its time to rip it off, hurting yourself all over again.
providing short-term relief till its time to rip it off, hurting yourself all over again.
Dec 5, 2008
Confucious says...
Love is like marijuana...
you gotta try it atleast once in your life, just to know what its like.
you gotta try it atleast once in your life, just to know what its like.
Dec 1, 2008
Confucious says...
Love is like a vodka shot.
It gives you a short but sweet headrush at first, and a bitch of a headache later.
It gives you a short but sweet headrush at first, and a bitch of a headache later.
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