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Putting the Dumb in Wisdom





This was on My Wife and Kids the other day. Hilariously dumb.

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Accentuation
Pebbles ridiculously lined with bedside manners and situational theories. Forever lost and forgotten in this apple orchard. Still we sit and bleed, for the things that come with flare and flags. A day for loft, and a night for thought. We come through, unassumingly, we part to lines. The sun sees not till the heaven clears. Stringing words that have no meaning. The lovely lady that had no beauty. Her heart was dry, her mind was torn. God I pity her, but mine forlorn.

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Same old song
Exams are nearing. Genius mode. Goodnight humanity.

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Moral Dilemma
Lets say you are a photographer, and you somehow happen to be in the middle east. And by some miraculously divine chance there happens to be a flood, and you are somewhere safe trying to take some beautiful scenery of the flood. And you come a cross Osama Bin Laden who has been swept away by the flood waters. He is just barely hanging on to a tree limb and is about to go under. You have to make a choice, you either put down your camera and save him or take a Pulitzer prize winning shot of him as he loses his grip on the tree limb. So now here's the question, think carefully before you come up with an answer:














Which lens would you use?

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Kiedis Masterpiece.
She's got sword in case, tho this is not her lord incase, the one who can't afford to face. Her image is restored to grace. Disappeared. No trace. Musky tears. Suitcase. The down turn brave little burncub bearcareless turnip snare. Rampages pitch color pages. Down and out but not in Vegas. Disembarks and disengages. No loft. Sweet pink canary cages plummet pop dewskin fortitude. For the sniffing black noses that snort and allude. To dangling trinkets that mimic the dirt cough go drink it, it's for you. Blue battered naval town slip kisses delivered by ducks. Muscles and bottlenosed grifters arrive in time to catch the late show. It's a beehive barrel race. A shehive stare and chase wasted feature who tried and failed to reach her. Embossed beneath a box in the closet that's lost. The kind that you find when you mind your own mysteries. Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters into the newmorning milk blanket. Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch bunny who's bouquet set a course for bloom without decay. Get you broom and sweep the echoes of yesternights fallen freckles away.

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Life As I Know It
Many tests within these two weeks, and I have sufficient knowledge for none. Statics and strengths of materials still blows, I know nuts about circuit analysis, still afloat for digital fundamentals, computer programming didn't hang me. My brother just moved out, and here's a list of things I desperately need to go shopping for:




  1. Boxers

  2. Shaver

  3. Sports shower foam

  4. Awesome three quaters

  5. Loads of new tops

  6. Strings for my racket

  7. New cap

  8. More new tops

  9. Triple A batteries

  10. New bag

  11. Some more new tops


And I still have to study for sem exams. Awsome, better be one hell of a vacation after that.

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Profound
Forget the things that have come to pass. Forget what we know, forget what we remember. For everything else, we are in silence. We are the definitive collection of what we've attained. We are whispers of vanity and materialisation. We see not with our hearts. We look over ourselves to find what has not been restored. To find ourselves we discard judgement and ire like children do. Because ultimately, we are but illusions to ourselves.

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What I Do In School

And this is what you get when you put me in a room with a boring subject, an uninteresting lecturer and perfect lighting for sleep: Bobble-head-Ghalib.

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Adnan
http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/19289166.html#cutid1


I'm screwing Britney, yes, Britney Spears. You know, Mrs. Extra! Extra! this just in you want a piece of me Britney. Its not exactly me, but the dude has my name!! For me, thats like finding life on Mars.

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Bloody Hell!
"My work is done. Why wait?"
By Geroge Eastman
...the founder of Kodak, in his suicide note.





That's one way to go to hell. With all the style, wit and humor he possessed.

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This is pretty dumb
What do you call a hairless monkey?




















I did not say I had the answer to that. I was kinda hoping you'd tell me.

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Brainless
Talk about human stupidity, there are many things that we can point to as proof that the human race is not smart. Like the helmet, the fact the we had to invent the helmet. Now why did we invent the helmet? Well, obviously because we were participating in many activities that were cracking our heads. We looked at the situation, we chose not to avoid these activities, but instead make little plastic hats so we can continue our head cracking lifestyle. Now whats dumber than that is the helmet law, the point of which is to protect the brain that is functioning so poorly its not even trying to stop the cracking of the head that its in.

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Oxymoron of the century
Microsoft Works.

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Yes, No, Maybe
The only reason I would ever want to get married would be because I have found that one special girl I can annoy for the rest of my life.

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Most used four letter word
So there was this ad on TV and it said that the most used four letter word was LOVE. I'm assuming whomever made that ad is a, sweet, optimistic, naive, young lady. No darling, the most used four letter word isn't LOVE, its F*CK. The average person is more likely to say 'F*ck you' rather than 'I love you' to people. You can't fall in love with everyone you see or meet, but you can get the shit pissed out of you by them.

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Future of Technology
Forget Minority Report, the future will be Total Information Technology, TIT. It'll take over the world, because while we're sucking on the TIT, they'll have us by the motherboard. An evil plot cooked up by an evil genius, Bill Gates.

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Overture
I hate introducing myself. Mainly because of my name. "Hi, my name is Ghalib." or "Hi, I'm Ghalib" As soon as you say that you'd be going 'Shit, that didn't sound cool at all.' It kills the whole thing. Its like why Indian guys can't get girls because of their funny accent, its a frekin' turn off. It'll be like crashing a plane before it even starts to move if I'm introduce myself to a girl. Kill me already.

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Kosher
You can measure distance by time. For example, "How far is it?" "Oh, about 20 minutes walk." It doesn't work the other way though. "When do you get off school?" "Er, around 30 kilometers."

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Suit up
This is a public service announcement:

Cover your stump before you hump.
You can't go wrong if you shield your dong.
And if you slip between her thighs, be sure to condomize.
When you take off her pants and blouse, cover up your trouser mouse.
Yes, the right selection will protect your erection.
Don't be a loner, cover your boner.
Because no glove, no love.

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Funny And Regrettably Bored
So I'm just sitting here, thinking, out loud of course. Thinking of something funny to type, and the best I could do was this:

(Scroll line by line, and if at first it doesn't make sense, say it out loud)


How do you catch a unique bird?













Unique up on it.









How do you catch a tame bird?







Tame way, unique up on it.

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SHarapova videos

Just to see how tall Sharapova is.

Match point.

Prize presentation

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New Year
Ah yes, the new year. It is a depressing time for me. Why? Just because everyone else is excited. Why?? You're going to be a year older, a year closer to death and whatnot. The world is coming to an end and everyone else is celebrating, counting down. And what is the deal with resolutions? Nobody sticks to their resolution. So yes, happy new year, just because everyone else is saying it.

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