mcbealism.
Sunday, March 12, 2006
what do you like? what do you hate?
do you have a knack for attracting trouble?
how was your day? and the day before? what all did you do?
how are you?
what's your favorite nursery rhyme?
you ask me questions no one's ever asked before. weird yet funny. quirks.
endearing and frightening at the same, same time.
you correct me on the weirdest of things..
goosy goosy gander whither shall i wander..
upstairs or downstairs in my master's chambers
goosy goosy gander, where shall i wander,
upstairs or downstairs in my lady's chambers
will you buy another drum set when you go back?
i don't know.. i've left that life behind- i don't know if i can go back.. life changes, people change
do you want a tissue paper?
no thank you..
*hands a tissue paper*
*wipes ice cream off shirt*
men never ask for what they really need, even if they really want it.. they prefer to stay and wait for help to come along and when it does, internally they're grateful but they'll always be all macho bullshit- "i could've managed myself"..
do you want a tissue?
no thank you, *takes one by self*
women never ask for what they need.. they want to show the world.. oh, i can do everything by myself, i don't need you..
you seem to have a comeback for everything.
there's only two things that make the world go round..
what's your definition of an enemy?
someone you love to hate. but those are friends.
a road by any other name is just another road.
you never talk much about your dad
you never talk much about your family
guys aren't supposed to
who made the rules?
my personal profile on Orkut says indifference is female hysteria.
i don't have a knack for attracting trouble- i actively seek it
why would you want to do that?
what fun would life be without something to worry about all the time?
that's paradoxical.. everyone's looking for peace..
when you find it.. you realize that the journey was more fun. the more lost you are, the more you have to look foward to..
profound farooque, very profound.
mcbealism.
you don't like jingle bells,
i don't like row row row your boat.
you are, however, the first person i've met who knows just as many nursery rhymes as i do.
the first person i could sing old king cole, the grand old duke of york, this old man in front of and the first person who actually remembered them better than i did.
way to go mansuri, way to go :p
do you have a knack for attracting trouble?
how was your day? and the day before? what all did you do?
how are you?
what's your favorite nursery rhyme?
you ask me questions no one's ever asked before. weird yet funny. quirks.
endearing and frightening at the same, same time.
you correct me on the weirdest of things..
goosy goosy gander whither shall i wander..
upstairs or downstairs in my master's chambers
goosy goosy gander, where shall i wander,
upstairs or downstairs in my lady's chambers
will you buy another drum set when you go back?
i don't know.. i've left that life behind- i don't know if i can go back.. life changes, people change
do you want a tissue paper?
no thank you..
*hands a tissue paper*
*wipes ice cream off shirt*
men never ask for what they really need, even if they really want it.. they prefer to stay and wait for help to come along and when it does, internally they're grateful but they'll always be all macho bullshit- "i could've managed myself"..
do you want a tissue?
no thank you, *takes one by self*
women never ask for what they need.. they want to show the world.. oh, i can do everything by myself, i don't need you..
you seem to have a comeback for everything.
there's only two things that make the world go round..
what's your definition of an enemy?
someone you love to hate. but those are friends.
a road by any other name is just another road.
you never talk much about your dad
you never talk much about your family
guys aren't supposed to
who made the rules?
my personal profile on Orkut says indifference is female hysteria.
i don't have a knack for attracting trouble- i actively seek it
why would you want to do that?
what fun would life be without something to worry about all the time?
that's paradoxical.. everyone's looking for peace..
when you find it.. you realize that the journey was more fun. the more lost you are, the more you have to look foward to..
profound farooque, very profound.
mcbealism.
you don't like jingle bells,
i don't like row row row your boat.
you are, however, the first person i've met who knows just as many nursery rhymes as i do.
the first person i could sing old king cole, the grand old duke of york, this old man in front of and the first person who actually remembered them better than i did.
way to go mansuri, way to go :p
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