Piers Morgan, You beast.

So I was watching that debate between Alex Jones and Piers Morgan and I was amazed. Not because of the agenda, but because of the hyperbole and satiric humor. I really like the idea of deporting Piers Morgan but don't believe that that should be encouraged. I just think that Piers is standing up for something and is being blamed by everyone because his vision isn't bright enough to lighten up the other people's views. It's like a party guy describing the meaning of fun to an introvert, or a gamer.

Anyway, in other news, I got full in Statistics. I find it pretty awesome, if you don't then stay away from me. It was easy, mostly cause we got to use a calculator. AWESOME! but really, the questions were really easy. So easy that I could have attained the same mark if I had done it 2 years ago. It was basically Histograms and Rounding.

I planned to do well in art and try to make an amazing pop art. For a person who cannot draw a straight line with a scale, I hope I can do better drawing this time around. Till then, adios.

New year

So an another year has passed. Many memorable 'stuff' has happened. Many regrets, many accomplishments and all that sort of stuff. But the thing which overwhelms me is that I am getting old. There are things which I cannot do, like hide in the cupboard when my mom asks me to take a shower. Holidays and everyday shower don't go together, just like holiday and homework. But now I can stand up and say 'NO', like a man and not chicken out. But she normally states how superior she is in age and experience and in every method she will ground me. That makes me run into the bathroom as fast as gossips travel through girls.

2012 was absolutely amazing, and at the same time, as Aadarsh would say it, a 'collateral damage'. The next time he says it, inquire him the spelling. I bet he will be chocking for letters. Even though 2012 was an awesome year, if anyone asked me if I would like to relive it again, I would deny instantly. Yes, 2012 was pretty cool, but it ain't something I will wanna do again.

I can bet 2013 is gonna be awesome, and depressing. How I Met Your Mother is ending; have to find something else to do every Tuesday after-school.

Interesting fact: 2013 is the first year since 1987 to not have any recurring digits. Bet ya didn't know that did ya'?!

Delhi Gang Rape and NICKI MINAJ.

So I heard about the Delhi Gang rape and the poor victim kind of late, due to my assessments before end of term followed by continuous day-dreaming of hiking Table Mountain (which unfortunately I didn't do due to time constrains.). And today morning I woke up with sentences and my powerful opinion, but lost mot of them while I was eating my breakfast.

I think the big commotion for her rape incident and death is not outstanding if compared with the other rape victims from the past. Yes, I am grieving the incident and her death, but just shining the light on her is just making the previous victims feel more secluded and left out. The other ones might not have been mentally stable to report the incident after it occurred. On average, a girl gets raped in Delhi alone every 18 hours (and ironically, most of the rapers know their victims; hardly any are strangers). This girl's rape incident made millions, if not billions, people realize the brutality of rape and how it should have a death penalty. After her incident, I think the best thing for her is to pass away. It is better to be put out of your misery than be put into it. If you compare it with the rape victims of the past, who might still have a life, but will be living it without a life. Get what I mean? I pity those people whose cries go unheard, or unnoticed; who cannot look into any guy's eyes the same way as before. So I don't think that alleviating one girl's incident is good and fair enough. I really don't get the reason behind this, yes it's an eye-opener, but putting her name alone isn't at all fair to the other ones.

If you look at it in a way, rape is almost synonymous to murder - killing the joyful and everlasting soul forever. It should be taken as murder in all the countries.

And if you are opposing my views, I humbly request you not to break into my room and destroy my stuff, I have 3 other rooms in this house. Kidding, but seriously, don't break into this place. I heard that some girl's father's clinic was broken into after her adverse post on Facebook condemning Bal Thackeray (to be honest, I've never heard of him before he died).

Anyway on a happier note (if there is any) I went to Nicki Minaj yesterday. The Nicki Minaj thing wasn't that bad. I mean, after getting a free ticket. I didn't sell it though; people would have paid a bomb. The concert was congested, cold and loud. If you had claustrophobia, you would be found sitting in the corner wailing like a lost baby. People were drinking, smoking and all that. It was like a teenage madhouse. People dancing like no one was watching. It was amazing and freaky altogether. This was my first concert. Nicki was great. She sang well, dressed up pretty decently and all the cuss words were censored cuz it was open for all ages, but that doesn't mean we should omit them from out loud and ear-screeching out-of-tune shrieks. People were drunk as hell; so drunk that they could get lost in their own house.

My school starts at 6th; have a whole week to waste. I am dying to go to Life of Pi.

The world Ending? BULLSHIT.

That hoax is a piece of crap, just like the feces of a cow. Sarcasm intended. I mean all those who believe the world will end are as stupid as a atheist who believes in Resurrection, or a Directioner who thinks those singers are straight.

I'm flying to South Africa that day. If you don't get that statement, just reminding you that the Cape of Good Hopes is there. If you don't get that either, that's the place where the water recedes first. So if everybody dies, I won't feel anything. Sad sad. yes

So a couple of days ago, I won two tickets to Nicki Minaj Concert, thanks to Virgin Radio. Yes, WON not bought. It was a funny story actually, and fortunately I won't take as long as old people narrating their old-time story in which they lived life without TV or Facebook or MP3. I bet they wanted a high tech world in their times, and now since we have it, they blame us and tell us we have no life.

Back to my win, I was listening to Virgin Radio to participate in a contest. It was 10 songs mashed up in a ten second clip and we, the audience must guess the ten songs along with the artist. I downloaded the clip and used Shazam (cheating, FTW!) and deciphered 7 songs. While doing that, some asshole found out the answers before me and told those people, on the radio. He won 40,000 Dhirams. In other words, around 600,000 rupees. Asshole. I got mad and frustrated and departed from my room. I came back and there was an another contest in which the RJ calls a random country and we hear the conversation for a while, and we have to guess which country. I heard many citizens yell random countries and the RJ give certain clues. One certain person said China and the RJ said that the answer was close to is. After there were several Russias and Korea. There was also a France (Americans). I sent in my answer, 'Mongolia'. A few minutes later, I got a call from the office and I was live on radio across the country. My answer was correct, and I won two tickets to Nicki Minaj. But the thing I'm amazed is that I was on radio. One of the things done of 'the things I want to do before I die' (My personal list). Beat that bitches. The tickets cost around 13 thousand rupees.

P.S 1- I am going to South Africa. I won't blog for a week or two.
P.S 2- I still don't know who I'm going to go with.
P.S 3- +Sriaparna Reddy Tu es emmerdant et je parle francais.

10 rules of Life. (I don't agree with all)

So my mom showed me this (which was in Tamil) and she was about to follow this rule. It was kind of unfair but it looked nice. it's a list of ten things you have to have in life. I don't know how to put it, but it was amazing... and still is. I tried my best to translate it.

1. First of all, believe in one thing like God, karma, etc,. without any doubt, because without it, you can have many questions, so be committed to something which you do not doubt.
2. Whenever your mom or your dad tell you something to do, it will be irritating. But at-least once do it without making a fuss and asking questions.
3. Any show which starts at 3, don't watch it. Firstly you'll have to cut classes, you'll get a headache, then you'll have to lie which requires a large memory power. So it's better to avoid.
4. Try to read 4 pages a day.
5. Try to earn atleast 5 rupees one day by yourself. Then think before you ask your parent a thousand rupees for jeans or shirt.
6. You are one of the 6% in India to be grateful for having extravagant benefits and a healthy life. For once, thing about the millions of people who are suffering from threatening ailments
7. You can party, have fun, enjoy buy on Sunday, refrain from going on dates and hanging out with your girl/boyfriends. Because that requires sacrificing time and might lead to unwanted lies. (I don't completely agree with this one.)
8. Run around the ground atleast 8 times a week. Sweat is good and it will give you a good night sleep.
9. Every night, come back home by 9 o'clock. Make it a hobby. (I don't agree with this either)
10. Drag a person, father, mother, sister or brother, make them sit and talk to them for 10 minutes. No matter how busy they are, spend atleast 10 minutes with them.

I know my English is deteriorating, but I guess even a person with hal a brain would have understood what I've said.

Dear Birthday, Happy Rajnikant

So day before yesterday was Rajni's birthday. I have an Indian girl in my class who doesn't know who he is. What a pity the world has become.

When I was in Chennai, I took up an oath to myself. Whenever I'm on the road and I spot a pauper, I would give them at least 5, or else 10 rupees. I have given so much that I could have lost about 200 rupees, or more. I'm a nice kid, not like a girl called Sriaparna Reddy. Psst, she is as meaner than the dark side of a woman with bipolar when she has PMS.

Anyway, yesterday night, I ran the Dubai Midnight Marathon which started at around 11:45. It was a 3.2 km marathon which circumnavigated the Burj Khalifa. I went with my friend and my mom. I ran with my friend though 'cause my mon runs quite slowly. Me and my friend got lucky cause many other people ended up turning the wrong way. I came 35th meanwhile my friend came 25th. He was in the Winners circle. The chief guest was Diego Maradona. Legendary player. He got to go up on the dais and claim a medal personally from Maradona. He won a coupon for a 1TB hard-disc. He went to claim from the counters. The guy in the counters forgot to collect the coupon. He sent me back to get an another one. We went back home with two hard-discs.

My life.

I feel jumpy all of a sudden. And no, this is not a long story I'm writing. Not this time. So I guess this time I talk about my new school and how it has been going so far.

Boohoo, I bet you wouldn't wouldn't wanna know about this school. This school has its own CLEAN swimming pool. It isn't that big, but an Olympic Finalist was born there. Yes, Velimer Stjepanovic, studied in the school before I joined and he was in the Finals of London 2012. How cool is that? Don't believe me (http://www.thenational.ae/sport/other-sport/dubai-college-teen-swimmer-plots-world-route-for-olympic-success). By the way, the school's name is Jumeirah College. Called a college, but is a school in reality. 

The teachers are epic, especially my class teacher. He is super cool, just like some of the other teachers. They are not discreet, at all (what more can you ask for?). We joke about One Direction a lot. Many girls get offended, like really offended, and that is our secret intention.

An another time, we were revising about reproduction and the teacher (not mine, my friend's) was bald and had a long beard, and British too. So he started of saying, "Men's hair grow faster when they think about sex." and he pointed at his long beard and went, "TAADAAA." Honestly, how much epic-er can a teacher get?

An another time, we were looking at some hilarious signs and posters, the teacher showed us a condom stapled to the wall. If you don't get the joke, ask your mom or dad.

My life is awesome, I get to go out, watch movies and come back at midnight. Have I told you my Diwali incident? If I have, you can skip this paragraph. Well, my friend called me to Karama (the Indian place of Dubai) at around 8 o'clock. Previously, my Mom and I had a quarrel and she was mad. So to comfort her, I stayed back for half an hour. I left at thirty-minutes-past-eight (that's how British people say it). I reached there at 9 and promised my mom I'd be back by 10. We went and started bursting crackers, dangerously. Threw bijili at each other. One of them went into my friend's shirt and burst. While we were bursting, the police suddenly came and we ran (bursting crackers is against the law). By then, it was 10 and I had to go. But those people actually took my phone and called my mom, and asked her to allow me to stay by. Yes, they did that. We walked and burst the crackers in a different location. While walking back, we saw some hookers. You must know guys, and I don't need to narrate what we did (no, we didn't talk to them). Then after a while, I went back home. Reached home at 12:30. After I left, the police came and one of my friends ran into the police. Such a nincompoop. 

Yes, that is what happened, it legend ... wait for it ... diwali. xD

So that's it for now. Going to South Africa for winter holidays. The end of the world is a way of YOLO 
people killing themselves. Even if it happens, I'm going to South Africa where the Cape of Good Hope lies.
I believe that on 21/12, Gangnam Style will hit a billion views.