Master Bores & Assholes

ever wondered about an mba?? think of the title... it defines a majority of the caste... you you you got to really really pay a lot to become an mba and one of the best institutes for such a purpose is located in badagabettu city on the outskirts of manipal...i mean where else on earth will u find males and females who can make words flow out of their mouths with no element of coherence attached to it.... i mean so wat you can speak.... cant u speak sense??? if u do then u maybe in the wrong place at the wrong time..someone said ask questions but not at the rate of 2 every minute that the really really intelligent faculty can get away with murder as far as teaching goes....i hate this gas issue most of the people in this institute suffer from.... i mean even i suffer from it but i dont impose it on everyone i see in class.... talk bout misguided misanthropy.... fucking boors....
i mean senior to junior the tradition is passed down.... i mean we get all kinds of gas here..... rajput gas ,communist gas... even gobar gas( from the class cow..:D)..... travellers gas...(this is very potent and affects only the impotent blind and deaf dudes who are next to none even in this planet)....
then we have the gentlemen mother fuckers...who act as if they are descended from royalty, very pragmatic, sensible, in control of life, anti drinking and smoking,... the best variety of ass kissers humanity has ever seen.... we have some in Mr. Captain the most rational chap since Raja Ram Mohan Roy.... as per this fuck everything has to be analyzed 5 times before u think bout presenting it or stating it....but he still fucks everything up royally.... he is just one.... we have the great DogFucked Gay in here who is another perfectionist.... so much so he wants everyone to contribute to his efforts to stay afloat by drinking as much of water as possible....perfectionists are perfect.... but imperfect perfectionists are worse than piles and a boner at the same time u lie on the bed.....
then there are people who just think they are cool..... they turn their baseball cap 180 degrees and wear a shirt on top of a tee and use words like dude, ssup nigga with an accent that will make a russian illiterate sheep's balls licker proud...... wow.... man.... :O..... fuck.... but i think these guys should be taken to Pluto and made do autofellatio.......i mean id rather not be the transporter in this situation but i think the people from the first category can be of some help.... i mean unlimited fuel guaranteed.... :D
man am i proud to be a genuine antisocial fuck..... \m/

Satyromaniac... :D

If u havent heard this word before... let me help you out.... there was a question posed by the wise Old Monk himself yesterday night... If a woman with a very high desire for sex is called a nymphomaniac.... whats a guy called...????... the answers were a bit varied but the best one was .... 'just another guy'..... and they even pushed it further saying so that has to mean 'John Doe' himself...but then the wise O.M. interjected.... and said its Satyromaniac..... hmmmm .... i think all guys under 60 and above 12 must fall under this whole set.... i mean maybe a few exceptions are there.....u never know.... 

theres this dude who watches pregnant midget porn in the hostel......... is he a satyromaniac or a pygmyomaniac????? he anyways has the hots for gollum (refer LOTR) and he looks like a cross breed between an orc, an uruk-hai and the alien from independance day.....but still lets not take away the achievement....frm the dude... i mean i never knew midgets get pregnant... let alone star in pregnant porn.... i mean talk bout fetishes... this has to rank up there with the worst..... whats next??? like the old monk said... fuckin a pregnant female and gettin her foetus pregnant as well ?!?!!??.... this old monk is a combined version of the 3 wise men out of egypt......  :D.... after this the rum ran out...... and i walked out.......

come to think of it..... i am a satyromaniac too i guess..... i mean whats wrong in it??..... but if theres a satireomaniac..... id like to be one of em too...... :D.... i live in the world of dheepak gay, Gasbag R, Yaatri the Travelling Whore, Nano Shaft, Kaku etc.... and the wise Old Monk has put up with the likes of worse candidates like Gaseous Maximus of the Far North East (conspiracy theories state he was responsible for auschwitz and not the nazi's)...., viking hordes from the south east west..... twice removed.... and chased away( ever wondered why most of them are extinct????)....,his own dark knight(literally dark)....., he has seen it all.... but we all survive............. atleast to tell the tale... :)

You've got to really... really....

You've got to really... really ... really prepare yourself to be out.... out ..... out there..... on rambles the guy from the front of the class....man... he has an advanced stammering issue where he stammers words out than syllables... Egad.... this place does throw up its share of wierdos to give me a varied and diverse perspective on life...i mean u have people with iq's less than their roll numbers in abundance.... there are even better people who have been so smart and intelligent and cool from so long back..... i mean am sure for them A for Apple would have sucked and they must have learned A for Agammaglobulinemias....what retards.....now we have a problem.... people find water bad in different parts of India.... good thing for them is its never bad where they come from.... then i dont see why they point it out :P...... after all the grass is always (supposedly) 'GREENER' on the other side..... bad water cant be green can it....(not literally)....

i mean am gettin extremely bugged by this course of mine for which i have spent a lot and still have to spend a lot more that will amount to around INR 10 lakhs i presume... and we get free food poisoning in return from a certain entrepreneur worthy of an iim or isb or even harvard or kellogs diploma..that entrepreneur is called Gopi Anna..... and what we know of this mysterious dude is the fact that he dresses up sombre and walks like a beggar twice poor...... but all in all he is a real time millionaire.... if not billionaire..... in these days of economic turmoil.... its easy to be a millionaire.... just goto zimbawe with some USD 30 and u might actually be one of em TRILLIONAIRE's...... so to find a dude who has made his mark by cheating 100's of management students year after year..... its simply amazing..... VH1 consider him a rockstar and they plan to have a 1 hour docu made on him and his money.... many homes..... and also the elusive and mysterious life of his..... he is known to be the real time party animal who goes clubbing in London a few times every month on his private jet..... in a way am glad i played a part in making him who he is...... cheap bastard.... if i have a penny for everytime he makes a students tummy twinge with is bally food.... i will be the fuckin millionaire :)...... that fuck is one over achieving bastard..... like probably everyone and everything else to do wit this bloody college of mine....... its applicable to me, the other students, the faculty,... the rep of the college..... every little thing.... every big thing..... EVERYTHING................................................

The Piss Effect....

4 pm and am sittin in class...... with a dilemma..... i want to piss desperately. who or rather what is responsible for this sudden feeling of desperation which is driving me to the edge of sanity.. i do not know..... is it the bald fuck who pretends to teach standing in front of the class??? is it the after effects of the novel am reading ( hour game by david baldacci) ??? is it the gtalk and A.C. effect combined when am sitting and chatting in class?? Whatever it is ... its working.... am feeling that feeling between the legs which we all experience and through which we all get such relief.... :)... but right now am not thinking bout gettin any relief... am more worried about holding on without drawing too much of attention... maybe that explains the fact that i am typing this article about somethin like piss!!! 

looking around the class u do get to see some interesting things....like a dude sitting in the front chewing his nails.... another one sleeping in the second row while a few are busy fooling around with their laptops in the second row itself..... now if thats the state in the second row ... then imagine the state of things all the way back at the last row....actually am stunned.... 2-3 people are paying serious attention and they are also participating in class... can u beat that???? life's ironic moments?!?!?! theres atleast one fellow playing NFS....some flirting goin on... lots of sleeping beauties and hunks...... even the class cow is silent for a change.....but does any iof this bother the bald fuck??? no it doesnt.... he still rambles on as if he is takin a class filled with some amazing facts and stuff we would kill to know.... we should be killing him as an act of kindness to society.....and he does have a smug look on his face.... now as one human being to hopefully another one reading..... am sure u have experienced when u are desperate to piss... the presence of an irritating fuck in front of u... mit actually stimulate ur bladders more and push u on to relieve yourself even more..... this is sheer endurance.... am never going to be the same again.. after this ordeal. The militaries should use this piss effect thingo when they train people to serve their country by enduring all kinds of hardships.... this should be the final test.... people who pass this deserve a lot more than the normal ones who just piss straight....... 

meditation and self control is the key to pass the piss test.....

half an hour left... am off to meditate......

Cheerio.... 

Twenty Three......

Who said grown men can't cry??? Life throws up such uncertainities that at times its impossible not to get a bit stunned.. 23 is my age... and its a wierd time period in my life.. as i keep metamorphosing into a totally different individual. Life has been kind to me... a lot....but then i dunno who deserves life's kindness and who doesnt... An individual can either be lucky or he can be unlucky i guess...thats life....

peace and quiet is at a premium...if ur at peace with yourself then you are living a dream..but i push myself to new limits as much as i can..... all my anger and all my sadness..... at this rate i will end up being a zombie.... incapable of feelings....be it destructive or constructive.... The statement life's a bitch is something i will never disagree with.... cause just when life seems good and flowy and that everything is good.... something will sweep you straight off your feet and make u land painfully on your back side and the worst part..... you will feel it.... 

all the choices and all the decisions and all the options.... it always comes back to haunt you as you know you COULD have made a difference.... but u cant go back there again.... ever......

all the while people mint money singing or making movies about their loneliness and their depression which arises as they think they are alone in the battle they are waging to get the world to understand that they are humans too.... but i am beginning to believe that most of the world is fighting a battle to try and prove that they are all the lone ranger in human form.... i am one of em.... and i am beginning to believe that its a lost battle.... the world is infact a depression pill....when the human beings blue print was perfected.... they made sure that they can endure high levels of mental torture that fellow human beings inflict upon them..... and its worked for millenia upon millenia.....

somethin apt is to look at the hole in me.... http://www.lyricstime.com/blackfield-the-hole-in-me-lyrics.html.... lyrics of a beautiful song by blackfield a band who actually feels human beings better than most bands.... check it out...

adios \m/