What's UP!

Ok now this is getting really weird. I've gone from yapping "boredom" shit to actually analysing a popularly used phrase in modern teen-talk.

believe it or not, the first guy i ever said 'whats up' to, responded with the VERY irritating - "SKY". as frustrating as it sounds, i restrained myself from imprinting 5 of my fingers on his cheek. However, rather than cause pain to moi, i decided to let his bad joke pass and instead told him to stick his SKY in a very painful place!

moving on...ask yourself how many times uve told someone 'wats up' and also count the number of times you get a decent answer, other than 'nothing much'.
in fact most times, all i ever got in reply was "wats up" itself. i mean why ask them, if all they do is throw it back at me?
i once counted 4 guys (in continual succession) giving me back my greeting!
Online, though, it's an entirely different affair, though not devoid of all real-life instances.
here's how some of my normal online convos go:
Me: wats up?
Him/Her: nm
Me: hmm...so wat else?
H/H: not a lot actually
Me: Ok this is getting weird
H/H: ya...so wats been up with you?

see anything familiar??

Insight into Boredom (contd.)

welcome back to my ramblings on time paas.

in the time honoured tradition of manipal (and indeed all indians), i have researched further and found newer and more interesting ways of paassing time (apologies for the bad hindi).

so kick back, relax and enjoy this sermon:-

4) stare at the ceiling.

Of course, i speak only to the REALLY bored people when i say that staring at my ceiling was one of the most zen like experiences i have ever had. for others...i was just plain BORED.

howver, manipal's sane junta will realise that after a good conversation with 2 people called Mary and Juana, (and their cousins-Laurnce Selvi D'costa, Ecuardo and Stacy) even hardened, god-fearing, came-to-college-to-study type, mummy's darling ladla boys trip on some cool experiences.

namely:

* seeing your ex-girlfriend/ boyfriend break open the ceiling and stare back at you.

* finally realising that the whole space-time continutum (did i get it right?) is a load of Bull. and that albert einstein was just high when he talked about it.

* seeing stars as bright as day, even though your sober room-mate only saw a horde of insects.

5) visit wikipedia

Ok, as weird as this sounds, it wasn't all that bad. i actually took the time (and patience) to sit and read one whole wikipedia article. and you know what? i actually learned something. maybe when i'm more sober i'll elaborate on the knowledge thus gained.

6) write posts like this one.

trust me...it helps!

A Sad Loss
Chelsea 1:: Man United 0 (F.A. Cup 2007)

It was disheartening to see a very spirited manchester united side lose out to an equally fired up chelsea. Although only a solitary goal will be etched in the history books, it is indeed worth mentioning that both teams were in the killer zone a good many times. The score, really, doesnt reflect on the action-packed game that the arch rivals played out.

On more than one occaision, United came close to scoring. Wayne Rooney, in an exceptional perfromance, sqaundered an easy first half chance that was eventually ruled Offside. The next move came from chelsea. Frank Lampard turning up at the near post to fire at goal, with Wes Brown hounding him down. Lampard did well to get a shot on goal, though van der sar pulled off a one-handed save even as the ball shot towards the far post.

Both sides put together some interesting moves, mostly down the flanks, as Ronaldo and shaun-wright phillips, made threatning runs, which very nearly bore fruit. Phillips in particular was in full flow and Brown had his work cut out for him, getting beaten often. However, the game still remained deadlocked at 0-0 at the end of the half.

Post half-time, the sides still looked to be sizing themselves up, when all of a sudden, Rooney popped up in the chelsea box only to miss, what seemed like another easy chance.

Didier Drogba was his usual menacing self and constanly pounded the United defense. Nemanja Vidic and Rio Ferdinand were kept busy throughout the game, and yet, no player could find the back of the net.

At the other end, chelsea's goalie, peter cech was at the receiving end of a fair amount of battering as Rooney and giggs combined well with ronaldo to create a number of openings.

Close to an hour gone and Paul Scholes pulled off the move of the match as he pumped the ball right from the united defense to the chelsea box, only for rooney to mess up his first touch. cech was brave enough to charge at the england striker and managed to smother the ball. It looked like another one of those days for united and for rooney.

Drogba, left with limited options up front, decided to go for glory himself and wasted a good opportunity when he shot wildly towards goal, and missed by many a yard.

It was upto Scholes now and he responded to the challenge well. getting involved in tackles, moves; even getting booked for a rash tackle towards the end.

For chelsea, Arjen Robben had come on as a sub at half-time, and his runs down the left wing proved dangerous. however, wes brown pulled off some brave tackles (on one occaision injuring robben) and did well to quell the attacks.

90 minutes were up and still the scorers had not been troubled. Sir Alex immediately brought in Alan Smith, and he went about things his own way. comitting himself to almost every tackle, and not unlike scholes, earned a yellow card. Robben, who by now was being hammered to the ground by the united defense, was substituted and on came Kalou. His impact was almost immediate. a close call for united came with kalou at the heart of things setting up for drogba, who again missed.

and then came the chance that most united fans will rue about for a long time. Swift passing in the chelsea half, saw rooney free in the left wing. Fletcher played the ball out and the striker drove the ball hard and low into the box. Smith and giggs waited in the middle and when the ball came, giggs could only mis-hit it as he slid in towards cech. the checz goalie managed to grasp the ball as it bounced off giggs' non-striking foot, but controversy raged as the united players claimed that the ball had crossed the line. referee steve bennett did not award the goal and that would prove to be costly for the league champions. Didier Drogba, in the last few minutes of Extra time, played a beautiful one-two pass with lampard and nudged the ball into goal, even as van der sar helplessly lunged forward.

United could do no more than pump the ball up the field a couple of times before Mr. Bennett blew the full time whistle.

For this United fan, writing this post has been the hardest thing.

Yet, i want to say,

GLORY GLORY MAN UNITED! AS THE REDS GO MARCHING...ON ON ON!

An insight into Boredom

So here i am...slapped with a 10 day sentence to stay in manipal (supposedly the city of dreams) until the 28th.
so in my boredom, i shall delve further into my mind and experiment with the hitherto unexplored realm of "time-paas". here i go.

Ways i discovered to Kill Time:-
1) Kill flies....no seriously. as much as people put it in the negative sense, it's really not that bad. once you get past the whole "flies-are-gross" part. Maybe if they had an olympics for this, then i would certainly have taken a shot.

Not that I'm damn good at it or something, but i guess you could call me a progressed-amateur (if there is anything like that...and if there is none..then u know how jobless i am) I can hold my own in a ONE versus FIFTY battle. However, the flies (cunning bastards), have realised this and thus attack in hundreds. In that case, i take the help of an old friend.

Experienced soldiers will know what that was. Yes! it was deodorant time.

Out came the heavy artillery, and before you knew it, the flies were in disarray.

Not to be outdone, the enemy re-grouped and began an attack from the sides. Confused, I stretched out for another spray-can and finally managed to thwart the oncoming manouever.

To cut a long story short, it was a great victory....vini, vidi, and i sprayed!

2) Actually sit and watch a Test Match.

I know a lot of you guys are big fans of cricket (and after Team India's WC debacle, why not eh?) but i cannot bear to watch an ENTIRE DAY of cricket. Even during India's run up to the final of WC '03, i could only bring myself to watch the really interesting matches (usually those with India).

So i guess you can understand the strength which i had to muster to walk to the common room. I hadn't intended to watch the match perse. i just wanted to watch some TV. and the only "decent" thing coming was the test match between england and west indies. Now having been raised in a cricket-crazy country, i had a fair idea of what cricket was, and that england and WI were not names of new saas-bahu serials.

OK...i dont want to piss off any cricket lovers here...so im just gonna say that i managed to sit through 20 overs. end of discussion.

3) listen to ONE Himesh Reshammiya song....

it's fucked up