rules

You can. You can't.
There are so many rules you know. 
There were. I grew up with them.
There were simple ones.
Clean shoes and Neat hair.
Ironed shirt and Good manners.
Those were easy ones.
And then there were other kinds.
Do not cross legs while you sit they said. Boys don't do that.
There are rules to be a boy.
They don't cross legs. I didn't. I don't.
When I did in the solitude of my room. I quickly reverted and obeyed rules.
You can't have a hand gestures.
You can't cry.
As they famously put it, "boys don't cry."
You talk a certain way not because you feel like it,
but that was what asked of you.
You obeyed them just like I did.
No questions asked no answers given.
I showed up when the neighbor that I hated died.
I mourned externally but beautifully.
That shows how refined I am they said.
I was a child. I believed.
I mourned.
Half-heartedly but beautifully.
I still hated him. I still do.
Drink beer they said.
Only a child drinks a yellow and red thing called juice.
Beer - did it make them men?
It was bitter when I first tasted it.
But oh'boy did I convince them how I liked it.
Dammit! I drank more.
CHEERS I said. I am not a child anymore.
I am a man.
And that is the true aspiration - being the "idea of man."
The concept.
"Idea of man" but not a human that is important.
Ideal man or woman not a human.
Men don't like reading. They like football.
Anything other than that is for sissies. Yes they have a name for it.
They have other names,
- fat, ugly, weird and bunch of others.
They aren't who they are supposed to be.
It's a crime. Social suicide.
They need to be slim, beautiful, popular.
Yes, popular. That's the word.
They won't survive otherwise. Not a chance.
Unspoken rules.
The End.
The Beginning.

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Imagined our way through childhoods.

''Mum, I'd be back in a bit."

"Finish your homework first... Shailesh, come back before dinner."

     Fuck Facebook.  Outside… the original source of social networking! Ahhh... Kids today could probably learn a lot from putting technology aside for a second or two and getting out to enjoy the outdoors like we did growing up. They (as in parents) would call our names out on top of their voices, time and time again, to come inside for supper or a bath. Scarred, bruised and  heavy hearted (in fear of mumsies shouting at us), we'd return back home.
     I guess, outdoors was safer place back then. Man we sure would climb that guava trees only to be bashed later by Yamuna auntie (Oopsy! had to name), adopt those mongrel dogs (and would give 'em some weird local names Kaale, Khaire, Nakaale, Haku), fight for cheap bets. And as for our imaginations! Oh boy could we have fun with a piece of wood. I remember once I had this round metal. I'd play with it and turn deaf ears to my mum's protest for days. Later, my dad had to take it away (turned out it was a door knob). I was so upset. It was shiny and metallic and all the other kids wanted one. We just imagined our way through our childhoods and I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
     And don't even let be begin about outdoor hiking and mini picnic. As I look back, am glad those things happened. I don't remember watching Jurassic park at home (actually, I do. Hello it's like my ultimate favorite movie). I don't remember playing video games with my cousins (don't recall much). But I remember how we promised each other among our friends to run through the graveyard at night (and we did and I was terrified), I remember how one of our friends was bullied and most importantly how we took his side and fought valiantly, I remember I fell into... (am such a motormouth. Shall not and will not discuss where I fell), those midnight ramblings on the balcony, phewww!!!
     Much on contrary, kids now days flash their motion sensor kits, PS3's, X-box. I'll bite my tongue and that admit these amenities are pretty darn cool but they've no idea that they are denying the "making of wonderful memories" they'll cherish later in their life. I just hope they get the chance to balance it out after all we meet real friends out in the wild and not while down with wire. And you Facebook addicts and Tweetaholics garb on to your sanity and just balance it out. I'll try to do the same. Until then how about organizing a picnic. Or else Friday night getaways. Do me a favor and get DRUNK while at it. Tell me how it was :)

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Jumping into the DARK!!!

     If you asked me last year where I saw myself in a year, I would tell you that this wasn’t it. Everything I am right now is nothing like I thought I would have been. The way things are in general are nothing like I thought they would be. I've been meaning to blog. For starters, blogging form the self proclaimed "middle kingdom (China)" isn't exactly an easy job. Its tedious and time consuming. It has blocked the blogging stratosphere and one needs to use proxies and VPN's to filter through. And also my personal life has turned upside down (for good). Relations have been defined and there's just too much happening and too many things to write about. I opted the easy way out by letting the time take its course. And "Cross the bridge when you reach there" theory has been working out just fine with me.
     Going back to the main topic, as I said, I could never have foreseen what was about to happen in my life. Destiny took its course and now I marvel at how life does its best not to cease you off of serendipity's. Few years back I had to let some people go. To see people I couldn’t live without walk away from my life (for the reasons utterly important and undeniable) wasn't an easy thing. But tables turned. I met few of those people just few weeks ago and I realized resilience has taken its toll. I'm deplete of any feeling for them. I don't feel anything. It was like the churned up old thoughts that had settled in the manner of the sediment to the bottom of the pond. And of friendships. To see the true friendships finally be revealed. Seeing time fly by in the blink of an eye and feeling like nothing ever changes. Feeling like everything has stayed the same throughout these days, yet looking back to this exact time last year (or year before that), everything is different.

     And if you multiply the years backwards, you'll see that life has turned out really different from what you had planed out of it. People you wanted to hold onto lost touch eventually. Heart broken and fixed. Lost love and found it again. Still confused in regards to what you want to do with your life. Well these are usual symptoms posing as a common denominator in each one of our lives (part and parcel of being a human). You look into other peoples life as a spectator, stalk their Facebook profiles. You think they've figured out everything. That they are the happiest beings alive. Well get this straight it's the voluntary deception of the top order. People only post happy and pretty pictures. I mean who'll post the fugly pictures of themselves?
     There is no person in the world who is made to handle every punch that’s thrown at them. We aren't made that way. In fact, we’re made to get mad, upset, sad, be hurt, stumble and fall. We aren't supposed to be able to handle everything. But that’s what makes us stronger in the end, by learning from the things that hurt us the most. Yes, I was taught to look before I leap, but I was also taught a little something about fun and adventure. Every now and then you just have to dive into a situation head first, without looking too hard. Maybe you’ll crash and burn, or maybe it’ll be the best thing you’ve ever done. My life is nothing like I planned 5 years ago and I deduce that 5 years from now it won't be anything like am planning it be. So, might we all jump in a dark and figure out whatever it is to be figured later? Aren't we all supposed to believe and do what makes sense to us? What makes sense to me might be weird for you. So, be it. We aren't the standardized, processed cookies meant to look, taste and feel the same. Exercise your liberty and stay insanely happy. Hasta luego blog buddies.

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Something snapped and keeping it. Thankfully am liking it.

     Every true, eternal problem is an equally true, eternal fault; every answer an atonement, every realization an improvement.
    Habits are like few bolts in a huge body of machine. I've come to believe that thoughts and intentions cultivate habits. Habits are how we put up with the world and the world puts up with us according to our habits. Some are loud, some chirpy, some have nervous leg shakes, some bite nails, some are nosy, others bossy. List is endless. I'm a big mouth (don't read motor mouth). Impulse has been a driving factor to me. Impulse has made me make hasty decisions, made me do things I wouldn't do without that adrenaline rush, made me do things that makes me proud and some regrets. Yes, some regrets. Impulse has made me snap at people countless times. I've come to learn its also impulse that cultivates habit not only intentions. It comes from a very personal and very proud place when I talk of an impulse. Something happened yesterday. I said and did things I probably shouldn't have said or done. But then, again I'd do it again million times over. Yes, impulse comes handy. It frees you. Impulse made me snap and speak. I think it's linked to the realization that we're not going to live forever and that the way of saying and the language become more important than the story.
     Or is it that the factual story is the real deal. Fact deserves to surface. If snapping out is the way - so be it. Something snapped and am keeping it. Thankfully am liking it. I accept, am not in a happiest place now but things will get better. This feeling too shall pass. Down comes the rain - up comes the sun. But realization is a beautiful thing. It helps to clear the clouds and appreciate the good in life - good things and good people. And I don't have good ones - I've great ones. I can't possibly put in words how incredibly lucky I've been with people. Universe has been kind I've the greatest friends in the world. They're my extended family. Yes, realization is a beautiful thing. I realized something yesterday. While pursuing the life of fantastic and mundane I knowingly ignored the the friendship I was supposed to entertain. Yes knowingly. And after realization it hurts me more than anything to have ignored the shining spot of my life. My love, it was my loss. Things are clear now and I've realized some people are like rock in life. You might slip sometimes but you'll always stand above it. Cherish those rocks. I sure do.
     I've also realized some habits rescue you. I snap hence, I'm super. I'll keep that impulse of mine. I've realized I'd rather keep some of my bad habits. Judge me by the worldly yardstick - big FUCK YOU! Goes without saying - If you can't handle me at my worst, you sure don't deserve me at my best. Miss Monroe knew it all along, it took me a while to realize.

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i doesn't care. let's not make sense!!!

     I said something and my friend reacted, "you don't make sense." I was like, "I doesn't care. Dude don't go too deep!!!" I mean just think, think again, do we really have to make sense all the time? What's seriousness after all? Is it that if you have the serious face and act calm/composed you are more serious than the opposite kinds. I beg to differ. Just for fun's sake, let's write some random stuffs. Let's just say things we like and dislike without adding much sense to what we are saying. Here's what I've to say.

     Did you read my latest Facebook status it reads, "what happens in exam : tick tok, mind block, pen stop, eye pop, full shock, jaw drop, time up, no luck, oh fuck!!! raise hand if you disagree :)." I for one think this is an awesome status because its totally true. Let's bitch. I saw some people who were totally over dressed. Some people wouldn't understand that skinny jeans and fat genes don't go well together. Oh'well I had written a post on this one before. Do people irritate you sometimes. I mean they really fuck your happiness sometimes. Am an atheist (don't ask why) but if there's a god I'd pray that the person who tries to fuck with happiness (anybody else's), may his or her hand grow shorter that he or she can't reach his or her ass to scratch (लु जा त ।). I found this new kewl abbreviation today -- ROFLYSHST (Rolling Over Floor Laughing Yet Some How Still Typing). True that. I mean some people just need to drop down their brag-o-meter. I know you are not drunk. You some how manage to write a full sentence in Facebook/Twitter with correct spelling, grammar and punctuation; yet at the end add this stupid sentence "am so drunk that I can't see anything." Two word for 'em liar's BIG BOOHOO. And wad'up with people with fake accents. You moron I can tell its fake and so does every body. How come you don't know it sounds funny on you. What else... hmm... am not liking the global news. I mean does news always have to be sad and depressing. Its either about war or natural disasters. Oh'yes in my last post I said "I like french-fries more than some people." I still vouch for that. and... ah'yes am totally digging into Twitter now. I just love it. I found so many kewl people there. P.S. I found some freaks too. I don't mean kewl types of freaks... more like creepy kinds. Ahhh... I still have three weeks of exam time (hell), then I'd go back to my roots N.E.P.A.L!!! Lets compile things now. O.K let's not. I read some fortune cookies today. I seldom do. Let's change the paragraph. This one is getting too long.

     Little known shy-less (read shailesh a.k.a strophicus) fact : whenever I'm in china town, I always buy a bag of miscellaneous fortune cookies. I try to eat a fortune cookie every day (a big lie). Speaking of fortune cookies, I thought it would be fun to make a few imaginary ones of my own on this beautiful night. Am insomniac. Well sorta. Let's begin...

• Life is as boring as you are.
• Better to shoot for the star and land on the moon than shoot for the mountain and reach it.
• To find yourself. Get lost.
• Like flies to poop, people are drawn to your smile.
• Everything is better naked. (get nasty)
• Try try try until you quit. I mean quitting right is an art and seriously how many times you want to make fool of yourself!!!
• Insulting others says less 'bout them but more 'bout you. (ahhh profound)
• You are the shit. (imagine reading this in a fortune cookie, you'd ask for refund. lol)
• The blame game has no winners.
• When you are 80 years old; your job won't hold your hand.
• You'll be happy when you stop telling yourself, "I'll be happy when..."
• He who defends himself has no time to live.

     Yawn, I think its getting too long and I already wrote mother load of horse shit. My point being you don't need to be articulate all the time to make sense. And yeah people often say "don't just sit there, do something" but sometimes you need to do the opposite. I'd say "don't just do something, sit there." Answer me people WHAT THOUGHT WOULD YOU LIKE TO STICK INSIDE A FORTUNE COOKIE?

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what kinda drunk are you?

glee :: still from the episode "blame it on the drunk"

     Spare me, but people who are boozed-up are fun to watch. Few shots/drinks and we loose all our inhibitions. We have no problem telling "I am horny" to "I hate you" soon after we are intoxicated. As promised, here are the different types of drunk, the way I see it. Call it a life style (or drunk style) we all fall into one or two of these categories;) And deny as much as you want alcohols does bring forth either the funny or evil shades in us!!

1# "world is a happy place" kinda drunk :: Man some display of funny bone!! Am one of those people, you know the kinds who laughs hysterically and almost at everything. Call it laugh-y drunk or whatever but these kinds often roll over floor laughing even if they are told to SHUT-UP. The laughs are often accompanied with hugs and inclining to the friends sitting next to them. Do they even piss their pants (I wonder)? I am the certified laugh-y drunk but have never pissed my pants though... or have I? And try to tickle 'em they are overtly ticklish when drunk (just another reason to laugh I guess).

2# "stay away - I am a sociopath and potential serial killer" kinds drunk :: Hmm... they often creep around the corner and keep staring at the nothingness (literally)!! They drink all they want and are territorial (much like wolves, I say. LOL). Try to strike a conversation with them and they'll prolly give you this GODFATHER kinda intense look and you can only give this awkward smile and walk away. Who knows whats going on in the dark brain of theirs?? *clueless*

3# "I cut loose in the most dramatic kinda way" kinda drunk :: There's always this clown of the lot who runs around and loves to do crazy stuffs. When I say crazy its not "lets shoot some people" kinda crazy but much like buzz-kill types. They'd often ask you "lets play spin the bottle" or some other drunk games. Personally, I think some of them are tolerable but others are morons and deserves to get a bash on their drunk booty. Arsehoes, just keep dancing your weird dance and quit asking "do you want to play spin the bottle?" They are the kinds who you suddenly realize are funny. But behold... they'll retreat to their usual self almost seconds after sobering up!!

4# "I am horny and I know you are too" kinda drunk :: Its amazing how fast some girls turn into the Dirty Diana from the Ugly Betty. Even the geekiest and quietest girl turns into this slut who'd flirt with anyone (literally anyone). She'd touch Tom, kiss Harry, give a lap dance to Dick, tack up air kisses to random people, give some horny wink at janitor and have no inhibitions showing that they have "I am horny and just wanna get laid" syndrome. Ooh yeah!! keep looking for the occasional nipple slips and seemingly unintentional groin touches. As of guys, they are almost always horny, so nothing much to add LOL.

5# "I love swearing and I can do it in 10 different languages" kinda drunk :: Some of my best friends fall under this genre. They get caught up in whirlwind of drunken name calling that everyone becomes a slut and a whore, Afro-americans becomes nigger, teachers becomes a homo. Be good to them or else you are doomed. They will spread a rumor about you and will say that with utmost certainty that even you'll end up believing the rumor about yourself. BE AWARE!!

6# "Puta madre!! lets kick until one of us is dead" kinda drunk :: Ehh... they are the ones who'll bring occasional halt to the party. Glasses are broken, hulk-like bouncers show up, some are showed their way out and blah blah. They are almost always (when drunk) neurotically paranoid over other person as to how they are fucking up his/her chances with girls/boys. And I for one find cat fight hilarious. Its pandemic, I mean chicks would just pull each others hair and slap occasionally with incessant curses. I ABSOLUTELY love it;)

7# "Overtly touchy" kinda drunk :: Ass grabs, pat on the back and else where, tight thigh grabs, knuckles and punches (lil' too hard), and tight hugs (lil' too long)... C'mon all of you know this kinds. They'll make even the super drunk uncomfortable. Jeez, if you want to make out just let me know... subtle hints like this will make you look like a creep!!

8# "I will audition for AMERICAN IDOL like soonish" kinda drunk :: Hello, they might sound like a frog and dance like a hippo but they'll sing and dance anyway. Its easy to spot them. They'll sing louder than the rest of us and are often the last ones to leave the dance floor (o'course when they are told "STOP dancing or you'll die"). And this kinds are prolly the ones who'd end up losing the keys and wallet. (Wait... I keep losing 'em too *clueless face*).

9# "I am not drunk" kinda drunk :: They will have already pissed their pants, vomitted in one of the corners of the room, spilled "something-something" on unwashable white rugs, can be at the edge of passing out point with but o'course they will be shouting "I AM NOT DRUNK, *BIATCH*"... and the funny part is, these kinds are often accompanied by some worried souls who are constantly begging for him/her to stop drinking and to go home. Guess what he/she will reply --> "I AM NOT DRUNK, *DUMBASS*" Just spare them and enjoy yourself.

10# "I am brave" kinda drunk :: And how can I not mention the kinds who are motor-mouth and are overwhelmed by this overflow of self-esteem. They would say things that they've kept bottled up like forever. From proposals to "I have kissed a guy" confessions. From "I just broke up and in totally miserable state" to "lets fuck and make babies"... they'd literally say it all. And damn why do girls cry (mostly girls) when they are drunk? They suddenly become this cry baby and the other person is like *AWKWARD*

Whatever the type (and some I must have missed), getting drunk is better than being a teetotaler, as we need to cut loose sometimes. But all of us should know our limit and let it not be our addiction.
And if you're partying tonight and want to get perfect anti hangover tip... check this one out!! --> works for me;) <-- This one works like magic I tell'ya and thank me later;)

P.S. What kinda drunk are you? Hasta Luego.

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in all my weirdness...

     Here's the thing. I was talking with a friend and during the entire length of the chit-chat we covered wide span of topics. Somewhere in between he asked me what my favourite movies were...!!
"lots to name", I answered 
"what kinds you like then?", he asked
I answered, "I like animation, zombie movies, superhero movies and lil' bit of fantasy"
"well... seems you don't want to get in touch with reality then...", he proposed.


     That was an odd thing to say, I thought. That was a bummer because I hovered around what he had said and whether or not what he said had any shred of reality. Do I really like movies which are above and beyond any sense of reality. Well my list of choice can be fantastic or mundane (depending upon your taste) but the fact is I don't know what I like or dislike. I can only tell if I like or dislike something after having watched it (or not). To be honest, I'm a big fan of documentaries too... I was completely in love with the movie "Zeitgeist". Its a 2007 movie by Peter Joseph. It asserts three main ideas and you've to watch to know what they are. It is so compelling that you can only stare and marvel at how brilliantly they've shaped the movie!! I loved "Into the Wild", it shows in its own shrewd and harsh way how life is supposed to be led and lived. I loved "Constant Gardener" for how it bared the nasty reality. Ahhh... and hence, I deduce and repeat "lots to mention", because there literally are couple of dozens I like. Having said that, I do however, love watching the movies that I want to believe in rather than what is ought to be believed.


     I'm not an avid movie watcher. I'm one of those kinds you know, kinds who are much into pop culture. I like summer blockbusters, I squirm and curse at villains and clap and whistle when Spider-Man spins his web, I'm much into Super-Man's cloak than the movie about economic crisis, I want to believe in Peter-Pan and Charlie's Chocolate Factory, I want to attend Harry Potter's school (in fact my facebook info states am studying at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry) and want to visit Jurassic Park one day (Jurassic park series were four of my all time fav's). I love animated movies. "Finding Nemo", "Robots", "Toy Story" (esp. part 1 n' 3), "Wall-E" are few of my absolute favourites. I love horror movies especially late at night and when its raining/cloudy. And do you know,when I was small I wanted to be a vampire (true story), but with the onset of ongoing vampire craze I think, am happy to stay human. But man... am not at all into vampire/witch thingy which is so hot and happening currently. Do vampires always have to be so suave, swift and absolute lady killers? And why are there only human ghost. I think the ghost theory also applies to the animals alike... so whatever happened to dog ghosts, chicken ghosts and likes of other such ghosts. I love zombie movies all so dearly. Its mundane, I know but who said they have to make sense. I love 'em. Oh'well if you're into zombie too, do watch "23 Days Later" and this new series called "The Walking Dead." They're fab, I tell ya...


     So in my complete weirdness, I love watching so called mundane categories of movies namely animation, zombie movies, superhero movies and lil' bit of fantasy. If I'm above and beyond the sense of reality, so be it. Blog buddies hell with watching movies to add some sense to life, watch movies you want to believe in. Pretend that its real if you want to and keep doing it as long as it makes you happy. Always keep your sense of wonder in full alert, dream, imagine and stay insanely happy. So, lemme know what are your favourites? (If any) Can you pick your very own top three? I will make it a point to watch your mentions;)

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teenie weenie twaddle...

the tag :: gibberish contains all my prattle, blather and yammer, if u don't want to hear all my mumbo-jumbo, kindly pass to the other posts below or to the other tags;)

     G'day, fellow poo-hole jabbers - A big thank you to everybody who are browsing through my blog, ha ha now what do I do?

     Fairly non-scene here & pass for straight. Also been on what I like to call the "salmon famine" my whole life (I'd rather not elaborate why). I hate religion, and am unbeatable in Smash Bros on Wii when I use Zelda. And yes I am a BIG BIG lier;)

     I'm an Nepalese, born in Nepal, grew up in Nepal, now in Shanghai on a 6 years medical program. Once I left behind all social obligations to give my career a red hot go, got my dream job at this radio thingy... then I had to escape from the narrow alley lil' later when I realized I had bigger things to do!!! Ha ha!! So now I am doing something I never dreamed of doing... I am studying to be a doctor, basically running helter-skelter in hospital corridors and asking 'em what is the problem (literally)!!

     I am not an angry person (or I am, don't argue), but there are a LOT of different types of people that piss me off! I hate people that don't indicate when turning their car, block the escalator/walk slowly in corridors, stuff like that. I generally just have a high regard for those around me and hate that it is too much to expect of them. And for fucks sake, TWO major rules if you are ever going to watch movies... 1/Don't flash your cell phone while in cinema, YOU SHENANIGANS and throw your rubbish in the bin when you are done!! 2/ NEVER raise your voice at me, I don't do that to others either. I am civil so if you sit and try to explain I will understand (prolly, clueless face). 3/ Ah sorry I said two things, you see third thing is I am bad in maths and I hate it like anything (on that note I have statistics this semester, teehee). Its funny how people say keep on saying positive things to yourself and it sort of gets into your mind. I've been saying I LOVE MATHS since high school. Trust me I still hate it;)

     I am not looking for the right person, but rather trying to BECOME him. I have a lot of growing up to do. And I say that because I am never happy with where I am, there is always something to improve. I want to learn how to cook, to improve my writing, to get in touch with old folks, to play guitar, beef up to "truly ripped", and to capture a spider on my wall without using the biggest salad bowl I can find. I don't aspire to any particular individual, I think of who I want to be instead. I also find that I respond better to competition than just my own benchmark, so if you have something to throw in my face, I encourage it.

     My single biggest mission in life is to do something related to art. Anything creative will suffice. When I was in school I along with this friend (Shristi Rijal) pledged to become a documentary film-maker. For fucks sake we were serious and I still might, who knows.  I want my own star tile with my hand print in the cement, and to have others aspire to do what I have done. I already have experience - very small tho -in various aspects of creative part like in radio and magazines. But am struggling (mentally) with the fact that I am doing something completely opposite but the truth is I love medicine too. I love meeting people and without sounding charitable and Mahatma Gandish helping people feels great in so many levels, its sort of ego boost you know. I nearly gave up last year, big time. I wanted to quit and become a creative writer (am lying here, I'd be too embarrassed if I'd really admit what I was opting for), but I knew I would regret it for the rest of my life, so here I am. Aha are people like me or am I the only one? Or do I fear dramatic debacle? So much gobbledygook.

     Anyways, most things Chinese interest me: Kung-fu, sushi (in high-school I thought that sushi was Chinese,lol), buildings, Shanghai... fuck...ma here since 2008. Bloody oath it is the best city!! I did Karaoke (didn't like it much) and city trotting like hell, do it yourself some time, and bring a really good camera. Actually, on that note, photography... ummm, just so ya know, if we go anywhere together, and I have my camera, best to bring a friend to talk to. Art and creativity are something that runs in my family, I want to use it to help change the world... even just by a little - and I don`t care if you laugh, because I know it`s a long shot. If I die knowing I have inspired hundreds, thousands - man - millions of people through whatever means I can achieve, then, I will happily drift off to the heaven I don`t even believe in. Ha ha ha

     Also, I am really big on psychology, sociology, interaction between human beings... this has been my forte for as long as I can remember. I'd  love to meditate one day, counselling, offering advice. I take great interest in the mind, and discovering how to train it. Body language is big, and I find that most people are not conscious of theirs.. big mistake. I`m not a lie detector... but I am not stupid. And I find that my playful demeanor in person deludes an alarmingly huge majority of people, but it isn't intentional. I may not be the most educated in terms of history and geography, but general knowledge does not define IQ. Lets put "figuring you out" down as a hobby.

     That`s it for now, I might come back to edit this and compile my profiles into one, I have a lot to say. Cheers for reading this far, or at least scrolling down to the bottom and spoiling the end for yourself, you weird kid. And don't forget to throw your rubbish in the bin.

     I'll be adding or eradicating soonish if I feel the need to prattle, blather and yammer all under the tag :: gibberish. And this post officially makes me a narcissist. Now go die;)

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