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Boredom.
Utterly so. In fact I've been staring at my wall for the past 20 minutes; analyzing the structure of it. Quite a splendid wall I have.
Clearly I'm waiting for time to hasten. When will it be 2 am in Sydney so I can see a live update? When will I get a life and go to sleep like normal sane humans instead of sitting behind a computer screen watching the clock tick in slow motion!
~ Samaan Singh Khurana is back! ~
Utterly so. In fact I've been staring at my wall for the past 20 minutes; analyzing the structure of it. Quite a splendid wall I have.
Clearly I'm waiting for time to hasten. When will it be 2 am in Sydney so I can see a live update? When will I get a life and go to sleep like normal sane humans instead of sitting behind a computer screen watching the clock tick in slow motion!
Since I'm so insanely bored. I'm going to entertain myself. Now let me get a cuppa of coke (not coffee or tea) - I only drink coke! š Nom nom nom *rubs iron board flat tummy* - JUST KIDDING! š³ So I felt like sharing a story with y'all.
Have you noticed that either the hero or heroine always tends to give mixed reactions to one another; hence ending up mind raping us all. In the beginning of all love stories, Maan & Geet for example. One day Maan would be all romantically sweet with her, then when he realized he had gone too far in expressing or displaying his emotions, he would wear a mask of 'Do I know you? Did I smile at you yesterday? Are you sure? Look me in the eye and tell me that you actually thought I did that.' Thus making Geet go all Ghajini confused.
Well I'm proud to admit - that I did the very same thing a few days ago. I was at University, and there is a guy who is percieved as 'the' most good looking human to ever walk upon our educational grounds. So every girl goes goo goo gaa gaa over him. I am within the crowd of those goo goo gaa gaa drool wannabees. Not proud to mention that fact. Except my goo goo gaa gaa is remixed with Maaahi. So that makes me more special right? I think even he 'heard' my Mahi Mahi national anthems whenever he walked by because he began to notice me. I kid you not. All that bull crap looking over your shoulder, staring from a distance etc etc.
To my dismay that knowledge means I have to actually look presentable every damn day. When I say 'presentable' I really mean having a shower in makeup and getting a tan in my backyard. It also means not allowing my eyebrows to grow and hence making sure it's always maintained and waxed. LMAO! Okay I exaggerated a bit, but you know what I mean. So recently the bas***d had walked passed and he looked at me and smiled. It was so unexpected that I smiled in return and thus proceeded to stalk him down the corridors. Getting in my car and following him to his house. OKAY I'm SERIOUSLY KIDDING NOW! LMAOOO! š¤£ But yes he smiled, I smiled back. Story finished.
So I went home and cursed myself for smiling back. I am those type of people that likes to keep my feelings to myself. Not that I even like the poor human. I only love Maan Singh Khurana. But I just find him attractive and boy is it flattering to be noticed. Then I devised a plan. To Psychologically play games and to Ghajini screw with his brains. I want him so confused that he would have to tattoo every thing I do onto his chest as proof that I actually did the following! Plan incorporated.
Day 1 - He walked into uni, probably thinking 'I'm so good looking, look at me blah blah blah. Oh I see that girl who smiled back at me. Let me turn on my charms again and try to flatter her poor soul. LITTLE was he aware that I had changed overnight with a devious plan in mind. So I was with a mate, that he happened to know. And they stood and talked. Cutie looked at me, with a knowing smile. And guess what I did? I raised my eyebrow, gave him a blank expression and looked down at my phone and IGNORED.
I'm sure his self esteem went crumbling down. It's about time SOMEONE (ME ME ME) got his head away from his ass. So I would like to thank Maan for giving me hints in how to psychologically confuse humanity! Muhaha! Anyway half n hour left. Boy time went fast! Do share stories of your own personal little devious plans. Would love to get out of this lapse of boredom.
Have you noticed that either the hero or heroine always tends to give mixed reactions to one another; hence ending up mind raping us all. In the beginning of all love stories, Maan & Geet for example. One day Maan would be all romantically sweet with her, then when he realized he had gone too far in expressing or displaying his emotions, he would wear a mask of 'Do I know you? Did I smile at you yesterday? Are you sure? Look me in the eye and tell me that you actually thought I did that.' Thus making Geet go all Ghajini confused.
Well I'm proud to admit - that I did the very same thing a few days ago. I was at University, and there is a guy who is percieved as 'the' most good looking human to ever walk upon our educational grounds. So every girl goes goo goo gaa gaa over him. I am within the crowd of those goo goo gaa gaa drool wannabees. Not proud to mention that fact. Except my goo goo gaa gaa is remixed with Maaahi. So that makes me more special right? I think even he 'heard' my Mahi Mahi national anthems whenever he walked by because he began to notice me. I kid you not. All that bull crap looking over your shoulder, staring from a distance etc etc.
To my dismay that knowledge means I have to actually look presentable every damn day. When I say 'presentable' I really mean having a shower in makeup and getting a tan in my backyard. It also means not allowing my eyebrows to grow and hence making sure it's always maintained and waxed. LMAO! Okay I exaggerated a bit, but you know what I mean. So recently the bas***d had walked passed and he looked at me and smiled. It was so unexpected that I smiled in return and thus proceeded to stalk him down the corridors. Getting in my car and following him to his house. OKAY I'm SERIOUSLY KIDDING NOW! LMAOOO! š¤£ But yes he smiled, I smiled back. Story finished.
So I went home and cursed myself for smiling back. I am those type of people that likes to keep my feelings to myself. Not that I even like the poor human. I only love Maan Singh Khurana. But I just find him attractive and boy is it flattering to be noticed. Then I devised a plan. To Psychologically play games and to Ghajini screw with his brains. I want him so confused that he would have to tattoo every thing I do onto his chest as proof that I actually did the following! Plan incorporated.
Day 1 - He walked into uni, probably thinking 'I'm so good looking, look at me blah blah blah. Oh I see that girl who smiled back at me. Let me turn on my charms again and try to flatter her poor soul. LITTLE was he aware that I had changed overnight with a devious plan in mind. So I was with a mate, that he happened to know. And they stood and talked. Cutie looked at me, with a knowing smile. And guess what I did? I raised my eyebrow, gave him a blank expression and looked down at my phone and IGNORED.
I'm sure his self esteem went crumbling down. It's about time SOMEONE (ME ME ME) got his head away from his ass. So I would like to thank Maan for giving me hints in how to psychologically confuse humanity! Muhaha! Anyway half n hour left. Boy time went fast! Do share stories of your own personal little devious plans. Would love to get out of this lapse of boredom.
P.S. Hit the chaskameter button as if it were Maan's ass you were slapping. Anything to motivate you! We need this forum to be ACTIVE AGAIN! Hence I think I'll just keep ranting randomly to get it moving. Let's move it, move it, move it, move it!
~ Continued ~
~ Continued ~
Day 2 - Mission retracted back to square one! Tuesday approximately 3:15pm. I was at university, sitting on the balcony and chatting with friends. Whence sitting on the balcony you could look through the massive windows and see the people who are sitting or walking inside the building. I thought I saw someone I knew so I squinted and leaned forward, trying to get a better view of the person through the window screen.
A mate who was sitting inside noticed me peeking and hence opened the door of the balcony and began to speak in a VERY high pitched voice. 'Samira who are you checking out aye!? I can see you! You were checking someone out! Who is it? Is it that guy? (points to random man) whilst I'm desperately shaking my head and begging him to quieten his voice down.
Because clearly luck has never supported me, the cute guy decided it was time to mark his special guest appearance as he entered the building. At that fateful moment my dear friend was busy pointing at the middle of no where, shouting 'who were you checking out!?'. The stuck up bas***d immediately looked at us fighting, whilst my friend still pointed at the random direction (in which now cutie was currently standing in) demanding whom I was checking out. Cutie smiled arrogantly. How dare he smile again! I wanted to jump off the balcony and sing alone in the bushes out of shame. Now his going to get the notion that I was checking him out and therefore got caught.
A mate who was sitting inside noticed me peeking and hence opened the door of the balcony and began to speak in a VERY high pitched voice. 'Samira who are you checking out aye!? I can see you! You were checking someone out! Who is it? Is it that guy? (points to random man) whilst I'm desperately shaking my head and begging him to quieten his voice down.
Because clearly luck has never supported me, the cute guy decided it was time to mark his special guest appearance as he entered the building. At that fateful moment my dear friend was busy pointing at the middle of no where, shouting 'who were you checking out!?'. The stuck up bas***d immediately looked at us fighting, whilst my friend still pointed at the random direction (in which now cutie was currently standing in) demanding whom I was checking out. Cutie smiled arrogantly. How dare he smile again! I wanted to jump off the balcony and sing alone in the bushes out of shame. Now his going to get the notion that I was checking him out and therefore got caught.
Samira V.S. Cutie
0 - 2
I need to use Maan's tactics again! Otherwise his going to win!
*Off to the bushes singing Gumnaam hai koi! Badnaam hai koi!*
0 - 2
I need to use Maan's tactics again! Otherwise his going to win!
*Off to the bushes singing Gumnaam hai koi! Badnaam hai koi!*
~ Samaan Singh Khurana is back! ~
Day 3 - Mission confusion! It was a blissful Wednesday; I for once actually looked quite nice without putting much effort into my cake faced looks. The crows were crooning, staring at me probably wanting to poke my eyes out. But since I was in a jolly good mood, I got the courage to wink at the crow (PFT jokes! I ran for my bloody life!) So I was at Uni and I was standing in front of an ATM machine wanting to check how much money I have in my account. To my horror, I realized I had 5 dollars LMAO! My confidence went down the drain and I took a step closer to the machine, concealing the account from the people who assumed I had hundreds of dollars saved up.
So whilst I tried to contemplate a plan to not starve for the day (Since I get paid on Thursdays), I casually looked behind me in order to give dirties and evil glances at people. (Basically to warn them to step 2 feet away from this machine!). Then I noticed cutie (Let's call him Bob. Actually no, let's call him Raphael because I deserve an admirer with a sexy name. Even if it's mentally constructed). And he was walking past with his friends, and was staring at me. So I nearly hugged the ATM, in fear that he would find out about my state of extreme poverty. What kind of Maan Singh Khurana am I? I'm supposed to be cool and loaded. I guess I took on the whole 'Bankrupt version of Maan Singh Khurana' a tad too seriously.
Eventually by the end of the day, I was about to leave. I was standing with a friend and he walks past with his mates. THEN OHMYGOD! He looks at my direction and says to his friend 'That one'. Time stood frozen as his friends glanced at my direction. THAT ONE!? What does that mean!? Oh hell no! He could not possibly be doing a confusing Maan Singh Khurana act on me!? Does 'that one' mean:
Day 4 - I was in a sloppy mood at Uni. Despite being paid and being grateful, I felt bloated. So I was in a crappy mood. I also could not get the word 'that one' away from my head. DEN DEN! I notice him coming up the stairs towards my direction, so I tried to desperately look 'busy' and not 'Hey I was waiting for you to walk past because I'm a stalker'. So I took out my phone and 'pretended' to talk on it. He walks past and looks AGAIN. The bas***d. Except the difference is, there was no Maahi Maahi going on in the background.
I saw him going to the library. And 20 minutes later, I remembered I had an assignment to do. MIND YOU! I was not STALKING. I really had an assignment to do. So I went to the library sat onto the computers and saw him sitting in the study tables, studying with a friend. 1 hour later, the nerd finally looks around and notices me. From that moment onwards, every 5 minute he would stretch and show off his biceps and I would lose concentration all together. To hell with education! (BTW he looks like John Abraham from behind).
Blah blah blah. I was doing a whole load of maaahi mahi/na na na nanannananannana (PKYEK background tune) and 'Tum Meri Ho' *Creepy tune*. Then he went to class. (FINALLY). And an hour later, I moved to the desks to study. A friend of mine came and sat next to me. We were in the midst of a conversation when Raphael (LMAO!) came back and sat on the same desk he had been sitting on one hour before. (WHICH HAPPENED TO BE NEXT TO MINE). A girl friend of mine came as well and all three of us were having a conversation. I was so into the convo, that I forgot Raphael was behind me, so I began my bloody tale! I told them that I finally got paid from work and now I can eat food LMAO. My friends cracked up and apparently the chick who was with me noticed Raphael smiling as well. Clearly he was listening to me!
*Fast forward* Eventually the day ended. I went home and watched old episodes of Geet, trying to analyze Maan's personality in depth. I realized the day had come for me to play the psychological Maan Singh Khurana game again.
Day 5 - TODAY I was on the computers at the library. And I got a call from a friend, so I went outside and drifted off in an unknown direction. Half n hour later, I came back inside and saw Raphael sitting on the computers. I raised my eyebrows, widened my eyes and tried my best to look like Maan Singh Khurana (minus the facial hair LOL). He looked at me, and I LOOKED THROUGH HIM. OMG. He left and I didn't spare him a glance. Now his going to go all Geet on me and wonder what went wrong (Alliteration much?). I think I want to abort this mission now. Nothing new is happening and being Maan is way too hard.
So that's the end of my days of being our lead. Hope you enjoyed my journey! š
So whilst I tried to contemplate a plan to not starve for the day (Since I get paid on Thursdays), I casually looked behind me in order to give dirties and evil glances at people. (Basically to warn them to step 2 feet away from this machine!). Then I noticed cutie (Let's call him Bob. Actually no, let's call him Raphael because I deserve an admirer with a sexy name. Even if it's mentally constructed). And he was walking past with his friends, and was staring at me. So I nearly hugged the ATM, in fear that he would find out about my state of extreme poverty. What kind of Maan Singh Khurana am I? I'm supposed to be cool and loaded. I guess I took on the whole 'Bankrupt version of Maan Singh Khurana' a tad too seriously.
Eventually by the end of the day, I was about to leave. I was standing with a friend and he walks past with his mates. THEN OHMYGOD! He looks at my direction and says to his friend 'That one'. Time stood frozen as his friends glanced at my direction. THAT ONE!? What does that mean!? Oh hell no! He could not possibly be doing a confusing Maan Singh Khurana act on me!? Does 'that one' mean:
- That's the girl who stalks me everywhere I go. The creep. That one!
- That's the girl I have the hots for. That one!
Day 4 - I was in a sloppy mood at Uni. Despite being paid and being grateful, I felt bloated. So I was in a crappy mood. I also could not get the word 'that one' away from my head. DEN DEN! I notice him coming up the stairs towards my direction, so I tried to desperately look 'busy' and not 'Hey I was waiting for you to walk past because I'm a stalker'. So I took out my phone and 'pretended' to talk on it. He walks past and looks AGAIN. The bas***d. Except the difference is, there was no Maahi Maahi going on in the background.
I saw him going to the library. And 20 minutes later, I remembered I had an assignment to do. MIND YOU! I was not STALKING. I really had an assignment to do. So I went to the library sat onto the computers and saw him sitting in the study tables, studying with a friend. 1 hour later, the nerd finally looks around and notices me. From that moment onwards, every 5 minute he would stretch and show off his biceps and I would lose concentration all together. To hell with education! (BTW he looks like John Abraham from behind).
Blah blah blah. I was doing a whole load of maaahi mahi/na na na nanannananannana (PKYEK background tune) and 'Tum Meri Ho' *Creepy tune*. Then he went to class. (FINALLY). And an hour later, I moved to the desks to study. A friend of mine came and sat next to me. We were in the midst of a conversation when Raphael (LMAO!) came back and sat on the same desk he had been sitting on one hour before. (WHICH HAPPENED TO BE NEXT TO MINE). A girl friend of mine came as well and all three of us were having a conversation. I was so into the convo, that I forgot Raphael was behind me, so I began my bloody tale! I told them that I finally got paid from work and now I can eat food LMAO. My friends cracked up and apparently the chick who was with me noticed Raphael smiling as well. Clearly he was listening to me!
*Fast forward* Eventually the day ended. I went home and watched old episodes of Geet, trying to analyze Maan's personality in depth. I realized the day had come for me to play the psychological Maan Singh Khurana game again.
Day 5 - TODAY I was on the computers at the library. And I got a call from a friend, so I went outside and drifted off in an unknown direction. Half n hour later, I came back inside and saw Raphael sitting on the computers. I raised my eyebrows, widened my eyes and tried my best to look like Maan Singh Khurana (minus the facial hair LOL). He looked at me, and I LOOKED THROUGH HIM. OMG. He left and I didn't spare him a glance. Now his going to go all Geet on me and wonder what went wrong (Alliteration much?). I think I want to abort this mission now. Nothing new is happening and being Maan is way too hard.
So that's the end of my days of being our lead. Hope you enjoyed my journey! š
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