hello ppl
today was a nice monday after so many years.
Today started with 2 free periods as we had no test except for some unfortunate morons who missed the test out of cowardice but little did they know that they would have to appear for a retest too
So the first period was wasted with Kavita giving the papers and just shouting.. i din get mine but while she was discussing.. i think i mite have done the paper well
the other period was taken by our South Indian Maths Teacher.. we did not do any more than 3 questions
13 ppl were absent today
Double Chem.. ahhh at last we ahve finished the chem syllabus
P.E. was tiring.. played super basketball.. very fast that is
English we finished the dumb poem too.. but i failed to understand the last 2 lines
French was DUMB as usual except for the fact that akshay and me did katta of Ankita Sarangi.. akshay at the right time said " hum kaale hain to kya hua dilwale hain"... lol
Jalta and I have come to a certain conclusion that u shud not hold ur shit in coz if u do it s birth to shitty ideas
Geography was fine
Jalta made up a few songs on suri today
Parody of woh Kagaz ki Kashti by Jagjit Singh : " Woh suri ka petrol, woh suri kaa paaani".. coz he bought a petrol pump
and " Aaj kal suri ke petrol pump ke charche har zubaan par, sab ko malum hai aur sabko khabar ho gayi"
Also rhea told me that someone put my picture as her wallpaper
another song for today expressing my mood
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool
If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
lundi, septembre 13, 2004
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Tell me what the point of posting a whole song into your blog is, if not to increase your exalted "No. of words written"? And if it is so, then please, keep in mind that no one looks at the no. of words written (except you and another looney called Dhruv) because quality comes before quantity.
How many people do you expect will actually read through the song? And if they do, is there any point? After all, most of the song (i.e., the music) is missing.
Hey Gudi
Behind Blue eyes by Limp Bizkit I think it was the OST for Gothika. manasgautam.blogspot.com got b8r. so be there.
Well u certainly seemed to have a major shortage of words while saying that Rhea told me sum1 put my pic as her display picture. To avoid any sorts of misunderstandings I would like to clear out that busy clicking ur picture from my cell one of my frieds saw u doin that n put it is as a wallpaper. When I came to know about ur pic still being in my cell i erased it. Thats 4 the clearing out n stufff...
Rhea
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