Tuesday, 30 November, 2004

Just got back from my astronomy lecture.... easily the most disturbing and confusing lecture of my life.........

I swear....... atleast 5 - 10 people got up and left because they couldn't handle the ramifications of what the professor was talking about.

to top it off...... I had an awesome question planned for after-class..... and he somehow stumped me...... AGAIN

Seriously though, wednesday cannot come quick enough

Monday, 29 November, 2004

Subservient Stickman


awesome... a must check-out

Final two weeks of classes to go.

Then its finals week and then PARTY TIME

Friday, 26 November, 2004

Got an awesome leather chair at office max at 7.00 am on black friday.

Totally worth the 90 mins I spent outside in the blistering cold.


Happy thanksgiving y'all

Sunday, 21 November, 2004

Saturday, 20 November, 2004

Aah, done with workin out.... ate some bananas..... now time to chillax.

Tommorow... my cuz sameer visits my apartment for the first time.....

Friday, 19 November, 2004

Just finished cleaning my room... yeah I know its 8:21 am on a friday morning... but hey I have places to go and things to do...........

Wednesday, 17 November, 2004

Computers make you blind: official | The Register

Great... just what we all needed....

Urban Legends Reference Pages: Politics (Draft Fear)

Interesting Information about a possible cumpulsory military draft in the USA.

Monday, 15 November, 2004

Sing For The Moment

These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care
He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out
Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
Come on...

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me,just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Only you're unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate
Its like kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen?
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to
To get their hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon
You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns
Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me
They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete
It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal,
How the fuck can i raise a little girl?
I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to
You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!


They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued
See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols
And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales
You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin'
To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes
That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs
And we can
Common Errors in English

A must read website... yes take the time... it will be worth it.

Saturday, 13 November, 2004

Headed to maryland in a couple of hrs.... been looking forward to this trip for quite a while now...

Friday, 12 November, 2004

Been really busy studying for law and astronomy.... both of which attack me together on friday. Oh and lets not forget the marketing group project.

After I survive that, its off to maryland for the week-end


Wednesday, 10 November, 2004

Tuesday, 9 November, 2004

And snow season is now officially in session

Saturday, 6 November, 2004

"They said I wasn't being funny. And I said to them, 'I know that, but tomorrow I will go back to being funny, and your show will still blow.'"

- Jon Stewart, on his sniping match with Tucker Carlson and Paul Begala on "Crossfire"

Friday, 5 November, 2004

Yes... I still believe

India wins by 13 runs in Mumbai

Thursday, 4 November, 2004

Had the longest workout of my life - 2 1/2 hrs. Gonna try and maintain the schedule for the rest of the year.

hope you're happy maa

Wednesday, 3 November, 2004

The election is "too close to call" and I am tired so taking a break

And its election day

Tuesday, 2 November, 2004