What is it about me and irritation? I wasn't the kind of person who would be tagged 'irritating'. Not after my dramatic personality make-over in seventh grade, when I realized cracking sad jokes about one's insecurities made one feel much better and sound much cooler. Before that I used to bore people with my fantastic horror stories.
But then how am I to know? Maybe I bore people even now. Maybe I am still irritating. This is an irritating post. This post is about irritation. This post is to analyze how/why/whether I am irritating.
- Me and my ever-increasing, never-decreasing insecurities.
- Me and my histrionics
- Me and my larger-than-life philosophies.
- Me and my smaller-than-a-molecule ego. No, wait. "self-respect" is the word.
- Me and my blog? [which is fast becoming a dust-collector]
- Me and my sad, sad, sad jokes.
- Me and my bullet points?
What you will now read is a chance conversation between me and me. [Did I tell you this post is going to be irritating?]
So I have lost out on precious sleep because some dude deleted me off his Orkut friend list.
Now, COME ON! what is wrong with you Dreamy?!!!!
Isn't that just a little TOO much of nyakamo? I mean why lose sleep? why feel bad? after all its Orkut!!!! for God's sake. I need to get hang of the fact that now I finally have a "real" life. So online social life be damned. Random online acquaintances be damned. Please do not cling on to nice times that you've had chatting on yahoo messenger. Now, Yahoo should have no importance in your life whatsoever. Please do not have pleasant dreams in your nice cuddly early morning air-conditioned sleep about people who mattered so much to you when you did not have much to do besides sleep, eat and chat online. Those days are GONE!
Kindly move on.
Hey. If its SO effing easy to "move on",
why don't YOU "move on" with your fat behind and show me how to do it?
Please do not call me fat.
It hurts.
You are fat.
Kindly stop feeling bad about it.
Kindly stop extracting undeserved pity/sympathy/laughs out of your
1> jokes about you being fat
2> Insecurities about you being fat.
Enough.
So what should I do?
HOW do I stop feeling bad about being fat?!
Simple.
Lose weight.
Oh. no.
No, I mean why can't you?
Everybody loses weight.
Your old friends, your new friends, friends who are already sickly thin, your mother, your father, Adnan Sami, Kareena Kapoor,Hillary Duff, Ginger-your friend's dog, Aakash Chatterjee-your imaginary boyfriend.....
ok ok please stop. This is getting too depressing for a Christmas post.
DEAL WITH IT.
lose weight.
So you are telling me, that this...ummm..this...pain that I feel inside just coz some dude deleted me off his friend list ...the solution to this is to lose weight?
No, my dear Me,
The solution to ALL your problems is to lose weight.
Ahem.
Amen.
13 comments:
awww,let the orkut dude be damned....merry christmas anyway.its festive season so cheer up....
hey it happens with everybody! Just a random scrap or a sarcastic comment by someone you want to be thick friends with, can dampen your spirit the whole day. and deleting from one's list surely warrants loss of sleep. i mean to say, its normal! :)
and about insecurities about one's appearance, thats sooo commonplace.
merry x'mas! :)
Your split personalities got mixed up like, according to Chomsky, the Democrats and the Republicans did back in '84.
My ex(sort of) deleted me off her facebook list. I, however, deserved it [thinking of her as as an "ex (sort of)" was probably one of the reasons]. Therefore I didn't lose any sleep. Maybe you need to go on an Orkut rebound. You know, respond to one of those "will u make frandship wit me becoz i am likin your smile n i make gud aloo parathas" messages.
Or maybe not.
Did Ginger go on a diet?
Some murky sentiments have been swimming around in some goddamned, shabby, larvae-infested, stagnant water pool in the depths of my brain.
what an opener........ you toh like wow.... whats up :D
thank you for BLOGGING again >:D< you don't know what this post has done for my spirits
Bullet points are nice. We can use them to shoot ourselves if others delete their Orkut profiles too.
Cheer up. He was prolly having a bad hair day. All sorts of hair.
I feel wonderful. This is the sort of post which makes me feel I am not the only depressed, lonely person in the world who weeps if a shop keeper offers her a toffee.
Not that I mean I am glad you are sad. I agree that the weight loss is the answer to everything. But not to Orkut people who delete you. The answer to that is telling everyone what a low opinion you have of Orkut which does not help either so yes, this is a very stupid comment, but I hope everything gets better.
I like picking scabs and wonder why the shop guy doesn't make puppy eyes at me anymore. There are several pathetics like us, cheer up!
One, wish for a lightsaber from Santa... (comes with handy dandy instruction manual in the "force" if you've been good all year).
Two, I read the other one with the mangoes. And I read this one with the larvae et al. Stick to the mangoes. The estrogen becomes you.
:)
observation...tui besh upset rey...
nice opener, interesting follow up, pain always pays...
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