Why Shoes Represent A New Era

I just had an interesting conversation with a friend. Well, it was less of a conversation and more of a monologue delivered by yours truly, but it was still interesting. And since I haven't posted in some time (not that I have any regulars or even irregulars), I thought that this conversation could make an interesting blog post. Please excuse the horrendous grammar and terrible usage of my enter key and read on :)

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Friend so whtsuuuup (loosely translated : So What'sup?)

Me Commenting on facebook in places where i think i can get humiliated :D (loosely translated : Commenting on facebook in places where I think I can get humiliated *happiness* )

Friend wwhhyyyyyyyy? =P (again, loosely translated from hipster'sdictionary.com : Why?)

And so I started..

Becaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuse I'm bored  :P

 tired of xboxing and watching tv shows and going to malls for endless shopping

 I want TO LIVE LIFE

 and according to me 

 life is only lived

 on facebook.

 Sure, it's lived BY breathing, it's lived THROUGH eating but it's lived on facebook.

 You know

 with the amount of users Facebook has

 it could very well be its own country.

 Heck, why that

 why not a continent.

 Ofcourse if it were any of the above

(typing break)

it would need a strick (*strict) plan to control its overpopulation

 however in this case overpopulation caused by excessive signups, not ..well not the other thing

 ofcourse the other thing, leading to +1's in the total world's population count, could also lead to overpopulation on facebook

 since maybe excited parents or older siblings of the aforementioned +1's could make a new facebook account for their loved(or soon to be hated) one.

 Then, yes then, there would be a real crisis

 Take that +1 multiply it by a billion more

 and you have

 well

 that into that, many more accounts on facebook.

 But what's surprising is

 by the end of it all

 When the number of users outweighs the servers' capacity to run smoothly thereby resulting in a Global Server Meltdown

 Mark Zuckerburg would be safe from the resulting World War 3 on Earth

 because he would be far away from it.

 Yes, he would've bought the sun and the moon and created his own planet where he lives with his wife and kids

 but he doesn't have a wife and them kids

 so after he realizes that

 he gets depressed

 moreso than Romeo and Juliet

(friend says o.O)

and even moreso than that creature from HP7 part 1

 that died

(friend says to stop o.O)

and then

 he decides

 that if he can't have kids and a wife

 no one else can

 so what he does is

 he wipes out the entire population of living men

 because only men can have wives

 and ofcourse, the "un-straight" women who also can have wives

 leaving only the remaining women on Earth.

 Fast-forward 200 years, we live in a world of Shoes.

 I rest my case, which wasn't a case to begin with.

(friend says a final stop o.O, and then I do stop)

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So, I hope you understood the point I'm trying to make...

My friend says o.O a lot.

Disclaimer:  I'm not sexist.

A Place Called Wonderland

I did something terrible. Something horrible. Something that goes against all morals and ethics. A few weeks ago, I misled a girl. A sweet, innocent girl. I kidnapped her. It was all my fault really. All my fault. I tried to confirm her identity but I was tired and I was forced. I thought she was the right one. I thought she was the right Alice.

"I've been up there in their human world for weeks trailing one Alice after the next. And I was almost eaten by other animals....Can you imagine?"

I made her fall, take a big tumble down a deep hole. But what could I do? I couldn't help it.

The day was soon to come. It was to be. I honestly didn't mean to drag her into all of this. But what could I do? The calendar demanded it, so said He, Absolem. The fate of our world demanded it.

"The Oraculum : Being a Calendrical Compendium of Underland. It's a timeline depicting the major events of each day. Every day has a title and an illustration."

When she met the others, they didn't believe her. No, they didn't. They couldn't believe her outfit. She wore her black and white outfit with more spunk than any other punk. Though, her multi-coloured stockings kept her just below the Freezing Point.

She was taken to the Hare and the Hatter who were busy having tea. I ofcourse dined with them. It was all very frabjastic, you see...

"Welcome to the Tea Party"

It was hectic. It was mad. It was hectic, and almost bad. But never sad, really. Eventually, we accepted her as Alice and hatched a plan. She realized she was the one to call it Wonderland, our Underland. And with that, we made a plan. A mad scheme, one which would allow us to succeed. It was mad, mad indeed. It was crazy, but we were in need.

"The sword's hidden inside the Bandersnatch's room...If we can distract him, one of us can get the sword, and we can then escape!"

Our Queen needed a champion. Someone to take on the great evil that lay ahead. Different people wanted to take up the same mantle but only one was destined to do it : Alice. She was destined to fight it. The ancient enemy of the Vorpal one. And so, the day came.

"On this, the Frabjous day, the queens, Red and White, shall send forth their champions to do battle on their behalf."

The beast was mighty. But she could count. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. What was the Jabberwocky against her mathematical skill? On the mighty six, she ascended to the beast and removed his head from the rest of his body.

The day was saved. The head was beheaded. The Red Queen was exiled and the Red Knight with her. Peace returned to our land.

We chose to fight. We chose not to let the evil take over our land. My name is Nevins McTwisp, and we chose to save our world, our Wonderland.

Nice Knowing You, Facebook

Face What?

So, yesterday, I decided to do the one thing I used to think I could never do...
The ONE thing that I don't think ANYONE could ever do, once they've been ensnared by its charms..

Leave Facebook Forever *Jaw drop*


I still remember the day I joined Facebook. It was on the nth of *cough**cough*mber (what do dates matter, really?), and I was rather reluctant. See, I simply detest objects or things which may be liked by a majority. It's not a personal choice, it just happens. 
For instance. 
Harry Potter (the books, mind you).
Twilight (Don't even get me started on the walking daylight disco balls)
Star Wars (I tried, I really tried)


And, well, you get the point. 
And Facebook, a craze at that time (and at this one too), was at the top of my list.
I just didn't understand why people needed the INTERNET to maintain social relationships, the concept just escaped me. I didn't understand what was so great about the magnificent Blue-on-white Giant that had taken over so many lives. 
So if I hated it so much, why did I join? Peer pressure. I think that pretty much sums it up :P


When I logged in for the first time, I asked myself what was so great about it. I thought nothing.
I mean really, walls to post on, posts to comment on, comments to click like on, like to show you're bored and so on, although, at that time, there were no "Likes".
But, slowly and unassumingly, I began to get sucked in to the Blue Knight's world.
The trademarked-by-Facebook urge to login every few minutes to look for that little red box on the top left with a white number in it, it just took over me. I was officially a, dare I say it, Facebook User...Facebooker..Facebookite, whatever you want to call it.


The next couple of years of my life went to Facebook. Sure, it was distracting but it wasn't all bad. I mean, if it weren't for Facebook, I wouldn't have known many of the people that I do now. And I'm glad for that, it's been an integral part of my life.


Then came yesterday. With just 9 days left for major examinations to start, I was studying sure, but I was also logging into the social networking platform every now and then. And then, at the end of the day, it finally got to me. It finally ticked me off. Nine days  left for the most important exams of my life (so far) and Facebook's where most of my time is going.




Then I realized, it's time to end it. It's time, to finish it.
Sick of everything, I headed over to my Account Options, and clicked Deactivate Account.
While going through the process of deactivating my account, a notification came up about a comment on some photo. I halted the deactivation process there and went to see the comment.


It was pointless.
So then, I decided to go through with it.
I went back to account options and did the deactivation process, this time without any distractions. Facebook tried to slow me down by showing pictures of my friends and I and saying "So-and-so will miss you", but that didn't deter my efforts to be free from the Social Behemoth.
Finally, I went through the last deactivation check. And there, I was back to the familiar homepage which I would visit every now and then.






It was done. 
Finished.


No more Facebook for me. I am never going back to it... 






..at least, not until my board exams get over :P


For those of you who thought I had gone ahead and completely left Facebook forever, I am so happy I mislead you. For those of you I didn't mislead, sleep with one eye open (unless you're the Twilight Boy?) and for those of you who didn't read this..there's no point in me saying anything because, well, you didn't read this.


All I did was deactivate for a while. I'm sorry if this whole post just wasted your time, but it was to prove a very valid point:


Facebook wastes your time.


But I'm pretty sure that everyone knows that point crystal clear already so I guess it was a mega time waste for my to try and prove it.


Oh well. 
At least with my deactivation, there's a guaranteed extra 5% in boards for me >:)

With Great Power, Comes Great Responsibility.

I will not give in.
I CANNOT give in.

Not me,
 as far as the feet are concerned :P

I spent nearly ONE YEAR trying to finally lose the baggage which made my weighing scale shake atleast twice before it could establish the correct measure. I almost succeeded too, you know. I was on the road to becoming healthy, finally, and I was at the best point I've ever known in my life.


Then I entered 10th grade. We didn't get much of a break after the end of 9th. We had to head into school the next week for our extra classes(which had only 1 plus side : 30 minute breaks <3 May they rest in peace.)


It didn't seem so bad, to be really honest. I mean really, huge amounts of portions, teachers breathing down our necks, a promise made to parents on a guaranteed 90% board average for this year. No pressure.


But yes, it was tons of fun, this past year. A lot has gone by, a lot has been missed on, and a lot more has been discovered. It's just been a really great time altogether. 

Missed by a big heart,
and a bigger stomach.

What WASN'T so great was the time I began to spend away from cycling and swimming and the gym and the time I began to spend ON books, sitting more often and standing a lot less.


It wasn't too worrisome in the beginning really, but, as the months flew by, Feb. 28th was getting closer, and my waistline wasn't getting any slimmer.


Especially this past month. I tried. I really did, to be active. But I just HAVEN'T been able to make my phone's daily reminder of "5:00 gym" happy. Sad phone, it's become. It must be bummed out that I don't listen to it anymore (though I do listen to it, practically speaking, whenever I'm talking to anyone! :P)


Today morning, when I woke up, I thought I wobbled a bit. Then I thought, enough is enough. I told myself, that even if I may not have time to do much physical activity, I WILL keep myself healthy by ONLY (h)eating healthy food at home, and cutting down on my quantities.


That is the promise I made to myself today and I intend on keeping it.


*pause for dramatic effect*




And I knew I could do it but--Oh, I'm sorry folks, I'm going to have to cut this post short. 
The bell just rang...
The Pizza Guy's here! :D

Crusty Pizza.
 Ironic if given
by Krusty the Clown?

What? Yeah, you heard me right. The Pizza Guy.
...Don't look at me like that.


Hey, from the time I made the promise to myself, till about the time I made the order a while back, I really did try my level best to keep the promise.


But then, you know, with promises like that, a GREAT deal of power's required.


And like good ol' Uncle Ben said, "With great power, comes great responsibility"


I guess I'm not ready for that kind of responsibility yet .. perhaps AFTER boards? :P


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