I vowed not to hit the bed until I have finished my Psychology assignment. Let's see how I go. The way I figure .. I'm bound to get tired of procrastinating at one point or another, and instead of going to sleep .. that is when I shall do my assignment. Let's see how that plan goes.
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Okay, so I joined facebook and now I regret it. There has been a time when I had tonnes and tonnes of friends and ironically in those days I could also make friends online very easily too. As the size of my real-life friends shrunk- so did my online 'buddies'- there must a correlation somewhere. Sometimes I wish I hadn't discovered all those IRC channels and chat rooms (before maturing into a beautiful woman of class and discovering forums). In the twenty years that I've been on this planet, I realize one thing though- there will always be idiots who will always make you feel better about yourself despite how ordinary or less of an idiot (-is still an idiot though) you yourself are. Thank you.
If anyone remembers chat rooms, I can tell you, for some reason there is always more men than women there (that holds across a range of interracial chat rooms .. except maybe the lesbian chat rooms-something I have yet to visit) and because of that anyone who enters a room and their nickname has any female-essence, they would naturally receive around five/seven spontaneous and simultaneous private-messages. If anyone wants to visualize just how male-primates (monkeys, chimps) competitively mate in the wild should start at chat sites. So anyway, the first rule for getting a girl to talk to you on chat-rooms was to come up with an awesome opening line- not too flirty, not too sleezy, something witty (which holds true for any real life social event as well). Sometimes (only for a few minutes though) I sit down and think how hard guys have it- at least, no one will question my woman-hood by openly challenging my vagina (then I think menstruation and pregnancy and no longer do I feel sorry for the member of the opposite sex, they do have everything a lot easier than we do. I hated it when the mother told me that women can't be like James Bond because then they'd be whores).
Back to chat rooms. Needless to say my nicknames were always unconventional, I never used my name and I never used the obvious 'sexybabyreadyforafuck69' nicknames either. (I did enter a room once and my nickname was Princess or something of that essence and that day I had hit jackpot- men (I think they were men- you never know with the Internet though) swarmed around me like .. well .. I guess .. bees? (on that thought - how do bees procreate?)). Here's a really interesting thing though - no girls would chat to me once they found out that I was a female (this is the 'a/s/l' segment I speak of) and only a hand full of men would chat to me if I told them that I was a guy. This one time I told 'sunny-boy' that I'm willing to be anything he'd like me to be and he called me sick and that I was a homosexual. This is what happens with sub-continental men, while in a white-setting it would almost always lead to cyber-sex and I have a feeling that in grade seven a large fraction of students were no longer an Internet-virgin. Unfortunately, I haven't had the cyber-sex experience on a chat-room, but it is hilarious. In an open chat room, I have seen this happen- there's like three simultaneous sex sometimes. It'd be something like:
-cutechick36 has entered the room battle of the sexes-
sexyboy22: hi cutechick36.
cutechick36: hi sexyboy22. asl?
sexyboy22: 17/m/syd.
sexyboy22: asl cutechick36?
cutechick36: 16/f/mel
[Note: the age usually depends on the age of the initiator. I used to be 17 all the time, only because that's one year above the age of consent .. when my real age was actually 14]
sexyboy22: stats?
cutechik36: blonde/blue eyes/tanned. stats?
[Blonde and blue eyes were always worshiped .. 'till this day, I have no idea why .. and tanned too .. my usual stats were red head/green eyes though .. maybe that's why I was never actually de-virgin-ated by randoms on chat rooms]
sexyboy22: blonde/brown eyes/well hung
sexyboy22: wanna cyber?
cutechick36: sure. let's go to another room
-Enter blue room-
cutechick36: wat r u wearing?
sexyboy22: a hat. u?
cutechick36: red panties
cutechick36: red bra.
[I would urge the readers to fill the rest in, perhaps use own experience if you have .. own experience]
What is absolutely fascinating, if nothing else, is the psychology behind it all. That's for another day though.
.. and just so everyone knows, I don't talk back to those I think are beneath me; abuse or no-abuse. My-o-my, isn't someone arrogant!
Monday, May 21, 2007
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3 comments:
Dear Prince of Dara,
For a 26 year old man with a decent job, why do you insult yourself by using such language? I think you really need to grow up and perhaps invest in learning the English language properly. May I suggest you start by learning proper grammar and spelling.
I don't think I've ever used any improper language towards you as that is not my style. I think you might have some pent up issues you need to address, and remember just because you can spell the word fuck doesn't make you a cool 26 year old. I stopped using such language when I turned fifteen, so you are only insulting yourself.
I believe in freedom of speech and you are more than welcome to pass your comments. But profanity is something I will not tolerate. So, next time I see you soil my blog, I shall first off delete your comments, then report you to the authorities for the charge of abuse.
Thank you.
P.S. If you had an actual brain of a 26 year old, you would have realised that I, infact am of the female gender. So, technically, calling me a 'salla' is wrong. I see you need some grammar lessons in Hindi as well. Well, better get to it and I wish you good luck in your pursuit of improved language skills.
What a retarded fellow. Toxic Cheers! you should never allow these vile creatures in your divine blog.
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