Saturday, June 11, 2005

Freaky Rap

whoa.........the coolest thing ever (or the freakiest,which ever way u look at it)
just heard a tamil rap song
though i dont know tamil i understood that the theme was about wife beatin
they ve done it quite well actually
they ve everything u see in usual rap videos
money everywhere,expensive cars,lots of bling-bling, girls........wait, hey there were no half naked girls in the video. Wat were they thinkin wen they made this video. How do they expect to sell that stuff without even a single girl baring 3/4ths of her breast.Anyways my best wishes to them.

while on the topic of breasts and clothes,why do women wear clothes that are a sorry excuse of a dress and complain of us guys oglin at their "chests"
why bother wearin one of those wen u can go topless

man i m bored out of my mind out here
been home from coll for about a week and i m already "college-sick"
i cant find anything very interestin to think about it and my coll is a real garbage heap, but i still miss it.Dont know why

was at st.treasas' last day and boy was i glad
i should say, the girls out there really blew my mind out
it was lik a little mumbai in there
the chit chat ,the dressing (oh yes the dressing,never thought i'd see anything lik this in kerala)
the coll wasnt lik this wen my cus was studyin there.Of course it was way ahead of its time even then but still things have changed a lot.

have a date tom
dont know wat i m gonna wear
have to start selecting today itself otherwise i ll be in a fix tom
u see theres a peculiar problem with me
i take a lot of time to decide on wat to wear
usually guys are known to dress quickly and without much fuss
but with me it is a long process
by the time i'm all ready i would ve tried on atleast 10 shirts and no fewer than 5 jeans,tryin out all combinations
i know its weird but i cant help it
i even take time to decide on wat i m gonna wear wen i go to gym
its quite understandble wen there r girls comin to work out but this is a guys only gym
may be i m bit too conscious of the people who i see on the road
i sometimes hate myself self for goin through the tiresome process of dressin up
most of the time i end up goin out with the same combination of clothes

i hope i dont marry a girl who takes as much time as me to dress up,otherwise we'd never get anywhere


man my language sucks
i'm on a downhill path to oblivion on a cart with no brakes

huh... wat the fuck was tht, man i'm goin nuts here

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