The past few days.... ( means the months of november and December) have been particularly worst for me. I kept a diary entry for three times (long enough) to keep track of those days. Those who know me, know this, and i would like the world to know this, please exit if you sincerely do not care to get depressed, read the other postings, they are better than this one. I'll begin now, without any more ado.
THE FIRST POSTING
Dear Diary,
I know I don't write often to you, but I dunno why, today, I felt the immense urge to share my feelings with someone. This inaugural of my entries is a very sombre one. Today, the only person i care for (read: cared for) ignored me like shit. I dunno what made her do that but I know one thing for sure. I have been wrong about myself. I'm very screwed up in life, I don't seem to achieve anything at all : average in studies, average in sports, average personality, and below average looks. I can't seem to find anything good in me. That's why I have started my life, and will surely end it, as a sore loser. People around me don't like me. I'm the laughing stock of the class, can't even seem to get myself going; and to top it all, i can't study because of her. I mean, man, she's about 60% of the time on my mind, and the rest is in mathematics and football. I rarely do other subjects (unless it involves some research or something like that). My friends take me as a person who is a variated thinker, but guys, if you read this, you got to know that you are wrong. I am a case even worse than Viren's (at least his favorite team wins {arsenal have made this thing easier for me now...GO! GO! ARSENAL!!} ) It's all downhill for me, I'm afraid. From the past two years, I've been like this. I was just enjoying my life, in tenth standard, and Sam was a big part of it (miss your company, Sam). Some people say that I should be an optimist. But, come on man, you need some result to be an optimist. I wish that I could really tell this to her, I am just too dumbfounded to even call her, and I don't want to do it anymore, I just can't stand to be laid back anymore.
I know that my future has to be bright, but you know, I am going to be as much depressed anywhere, be it the chair of the CEO of electronic arts. Because, in school, I wasted my life. I pray to god to convey my message to her, because if I find something wrong, I'll just kill myself. I want to plead to the people who know who I am talking about, to convey this to her if you can.
THE SECOND POST
Dear Diary, Sorry to have not conversed with you for the last few days. I was, in the least to say, busy. I am needless to say that Varun was quite helpful to me. He is constantly asking me to express myself. I am pretty much scared of her, but that fear has reduced a little bit. Anyways, who doesn't like a bit of music in a graveyard!
HAHAHA!! I want to laugh out aloud! I must be seeming to you like a human chameleon, but then, I am that way! The sole purpose of me writing this diary is just that I want someone to whom I can speak out to. Nobody wants to hear about someone else, with the exception that I can spend whole of my life hearing HER! (aaw! come on! that was just madness!!) You must be wondering that I should be a politician!. I have some thoughts on Diwali (to change the topic, I was just too messed up to continue). This is supposed to be a festival of lights, right? Well, it seems to me like a festival of all types of pollution to me!. I hope this cracker business is certainly crapped up for good! Otherwise, we are already heading to making this planet as freaking polluted as it can get!
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Friday, January 19, 2007
THE LAST WEEK
well, now i sit down here, leaving my physical education studies to write another entry.
first of all, i love blogging....this way of expressing myself leaves me empty. it drains out my loneliness. this blogging is a very nice experience. you'll know what it means once you do it too!
anyways......to recapitulate.....lets start off with monday
1. MONDAY
Monday was indeed a terrible day. I had my chemistry exam that day, and if you know me, you would guess that chemistry is not my cup of tea. Apart from logical reasoning questions, I simply flunk chemistry! Anyways, lazily i woke up at 7 AM. I had slept the other night at 4:30, so this was quite a task! I hazily brushed my teeth, took a quick bath (my parent don't know this), and i was wide awake. I put on my school clothes, and was ready in a jiffy. Then, as pre-planned, i took my chemistry NCERT book, and sat on my couch, and began fumbling with the pages. Recently, in two years, I have devised a new way of revision. Nowadays, i pick up my book, and open up a page at random, and see whether I know those topics or not. In my chemistry book, i have premarked the topics which I have understood. Those are the ones which are purely logic based. This is the reason why i adore physical chemistry so much. I never learn a formula, I derive it in the examination room.......as I don't know much of the paper, I have plenty of time to make sure I do correctly, what i can. Anyways.....then, I set off for school. In the school, most of my friends were behind their books, reading. As always, I head towards Bailey, Viren, Lalli, Mulla, or whoever is available in that order. That day, bailey was sitting on his prescribed desk, reading coordination compounds. Viren was loafing around, looing so tense, as he had started preparation after coming to school! But, he's always tense.......and that's a wonderful trait. Be it on the football field, or (as almost every time) with a novel, he's too much involved.....it is like life and death to him! He gets emotional when reading a book. I'll quote on incident
once, we were in the library attending our much awaited library period. As always, viren chose his corner.....much away from girls and other people, and sat on the farthermost chair in that corner. The first fifteen minutes...i spent reading about black holes (i love that topic). But then, I moved towards Sahil, who was studying some chapter of physics from a VMC module. Rishik joined us, and was helping us solve a problem. Suddenly, viren came up behind us, and smacked rishik's head. He was angry and said, "You bloody muslims are very wicked! You destroyed the city of jerusalem...god will never forgive you!" well, i think this gives you an idea of his involvement in his novels!
anyways, my chemistry paper went unexceptionally well that day. I am expecting a little more than 30 this time, out of 70. We were discussing the paper, and when it was time, i dispatched for home. Chemistry paper marked the end of the difficult papers for me. We now had a clumsy English and an even more clumsy physical education paper left. still, these do count as marks, so i had to study for them. When I reached home, as usual, nobody was home, I threw away my clothes, my bags, and other things aside; and switched on my PC. I have an addiction for music. I just cannot concentrate without music. And once music is on, I just can't stop singing along with it! So, whenever I am doing a very difficult topic, I sit around the terrace of my house, and try to memorize things. As i already quoted, I hate memorizing. I mean, what have I gotta do if benzene is reacting with chlorine at different temperatures? This is truly illogical. This has no application in normal day to day life, unless you are a geek and deliberately make things appear in your day to day life. Sahil's one of them. He has a certain number of short chits stuck up on the inside of his cupboard, on which reactions and mechanisms, and god knows what has been written. There are some things in chemistry that i can't even pronounce properly, and that guy has memorized it all. But I never wished that i had a photographic memory like Sahil's. He just gives a peep at a page, and he can tell you the name of the tree from which the paper was made out of!
weird, eh? well, talk to him, and you'll get to know. Anyways.....i have to return again and again to my day's work. In the evening, as usual, i went to play football for an hour. This is the most wonderful hour in my day. I can let my spirit wander freely. I wont go into the details of football, because some readers might find it pretty boring. Anyways, the rest of the day passed as it is....nothing new happening. I started the english syllabus at around 11:45 PM that day, and i finished it around 4:30 AM in the night. Being a lone child, I enjoy privacy more than anyone else does in this world. And then, of course, i slept it off.
2. TUESDAY
I had to wake up earlier than ever before on tuesday. I woke up at 7 AM, due to unknown reasons. There are some times, when I just wake up, start to smile.....as happy moments pass me by. I cherish them, as morning is the most happiest time of the day. I hate crows cackling around, drowning the sweet voice of birds, sitting around and chirping happily. I've had this feeling many times before. Sometimes, birds gather around the space in my balcony, and start chirping loudly. But whenever I try to get near one of them, perhaps scared by my face, they hurry away. So, i never approach them. Anyways, I usually sleep again at 8, just to wake up again at 10. By that time, my parents usually leave and they do not return home until late. You must be thinking that I lead a lonely life, but thats not so. My friends have made it worth living, and for that i thank them, especially Bailey and Viren, they are just too awesome. Bailey does try to pull my leg sometimes, but i actually enjoy it. He teases me all around if i am chatting with someone, or am exchanging my views on some topics (I'll be vague here because i don't people to raise any ideas). I don't remember anything about tuesday, except for the fact that I finished the most difficult topic of all time, SHM (Simple Harmonic Motion). I'll continue with more relevant days in my next post...
first of all, i love blogging....this way of expressing myself leaves me empty. it drains out my loneliness. this blogging is a very nice experience. you'll know what it means once you do it too!
anyways......to recapitulate.....lets start off with monday
1. MONDAY
Monday was indeed a terrible day. I had my chemistry exam that day, and if you know me, you would guess that chemistry is not my cup of tea. Apart from logical reasoning questions, I simply flunk chemistry! Anyways, lazily i woke up at 7 AM. I had slept the other night at 4:30, so this was quite a task! I hazily brushed my teeth, took a quick bath (my parent don't know this), and i was wide awake. I put on my school clothes, and was ready in a jiffy. Then, as pre-planned, i took my chemistry NCERT book, and sat on my couch, and began fumbling with the pages. Recently, in two years, I have devised a new way of revision. Nowadays, i pick up my book, and open up a page at random, and see whether I know those topics or not. In my chemistry book, i have premarked the topics which I have understood. Those are the ones which are purely logic based. This is the reason why i adore physical chemistry so much. I never learn a formula, I derive it in the examination room.......as I don't know much of the paper, I have plenty of time to make sure I do correctly, what i can. Anyways.....then, I set off for school. In the school, most of my friends were behind their books, reading. As always, I head towards Bailey, Viren, Lalli, Mulla, or whoever is available in that order. That day, bailey was sitting on his prescribed desk, reading coordination compounds. Viren was loafing around, looing so tense, as he had started preparation after coming to school! But, he's always tense.......and that's a wonderful trait. Be it on the football field, or (as almost every time) with a novel, he's too much involved.....it is like life and death to him! He gets emotional when reading a book. I'll quote on incident
once, we were in the library attending our much awaited library period. As always, viren chose his corner.....much away from girls and other people, and sat on the farthermost chair in that corner. The first fifteen minutes...i spent reading about black holes (i love that topic). But then, I moved towards Sahil, who was studying some chapter of physics from a VMC module. Rishik joined us, and was helping us solve a problem. Suddenly, viren came up behind us, and smacked rishik's head. He was angry and said, "You bloody muslims are very wicked! You destroyed the city of jerusalem...god will never forgive you!" well, i think this gives you an idea of his involvement in his novels!
anyways, my chemistry paper went unexceptionally well that day. I am expecting a little more than 30 this time, out of 70. We were discussing the paper, and when it was time, i dispatched for home. Chemistry paper marked the end of the difficult papers for me. We now had a clumsy English and an even more clumsy physical education paper left. still, these do count as marks, so i had to study for them. When I reached home, as usual, nobody was home, I threw away my clothes, my bags, and other things aside; and switched on my PC. I have an addiction for music. I just cannot concentrate without music. And once music is on, I just can't stop singing along with it! So, whenever I am doing a very difficult topic, I sit around the terrace of my house, and try to memorize things. As i already quoted, I hate memorizing. I mean, what have I gotta do if benzene is reacting with chlorine at different temperatures? This is truly illogical. This has no application in normal day to day life, unless you are a geek and deliberately make things appear in your day to day life. Sahil's one of them. He has a certain number of short chits stuck up on the inside of his cupboard, on which reactions and mechanisms, and god knows what has been written. There are some things in chemistry that i can't even pronounce properly, and that guy has memorized it all. But I never wished that i had a photographic memory like Sahil's. He just gives a peep at a page, and he can tell you the name of the tree from which the paper was made out of!
weird, eh? well, talk to him, and you'll get to know. Anyways.....i have to return again and again to my day's work. In the evening, as usual, i went to play football for an hour. This is the most wonderful hour in my day. I can let my spirit wander freely. I wont go into the details of football, because some readers might find it pretty boring. Anyways, the rest of the day passed as it is....nothing new happening. I started the english syllabus at around 11:45 PM that day, and i finished it around 4:30 AM in the night. Being a lone child, I enjoy privacy more than anyone else does in this world. And then, of course, i slept it off.
2. TUESDAY
I had to wake up earlier than ever before on tuesday. I woke up at 7 AM, due to unknown reasons. There are some times, when I just wake up, start to smile.....as happy moments pass me by. I cherish them, as morning is the most happiest time of the day. I hate crows cackling around, drowning the sweet voice of birds, sitting around and chirping happily. I've had this feeling many times before. Sometimes, birds gather around the space in my balcony, and start chirping loudly. But whenever I try to get near one of them, perhaps scared by my face, they hurry away. So, i never approach them. Anyways, I usually sleep again at 8, just to wake up again at 10. By that time, my parents usually leave and they do not return home until late. You must be thinking that I lead a lonely life, but thats not so. My friends have made it worth living, and for that i thank them, especially Bailey and Viren, they are just too awesome. Bailey does try to pull my leg sometimes, but i actually enjoy it. He teases me all around if i am chatting with someone, or am exchanging my views on some topics (I'll be vague here because i don't people to raise any ideas). I don't remember anything about tuesday, except for the fact that I finished the most difficult topic of all time, SHM (Simple Harmonic Motion). I'll continue with more relevant days in my next post...
I LET GO
Sometimes.......when I feel that I am alone......I often talk to my shadow. That's my all time companion; but you do need someone to talk to, dontcha?
so i constantly try to get someone to talk with me. This is truly opposite to my personality, I am a bit reserved in unknown company, then be it the girl whom I appreciate the most! Well, life goes on.....time heals everything. I pass time with myself, I see many messages such as "who do you think of when you hear a song.....and things like that" but i don't really care about these now. All that is on my mind now is to get a nice placement. I think i am over burdening myself. I am overstraining myself . I have tried to merge myself with the incorrigible education system present in India. I have let logic be prevailed by knowledge. I hate cramming....and i am totally against it. But thats what I am doing! just for freaking marks! I need to get the life of mine in order. I created this blog to talk with myself more, rather than telling the world about myself. There come times when i begin to hate myself, there are times when I want to end it all; but then i consider this as an act of timidness. I am not afraid to face life. If I was, you would probably not be reading this blog of mine! I am too scared to do things, I am laid back.....I need more people around me....I never want to break the ice in unknown company; even with a damn beautiful girl!
I have many weaknesses, I have negativities......but some people do find some things nice in me. Well, I don't, and I don't think if I ever will be able to. I usually talk to my football. Its a normal living person with feelings. I feel that the ball can feel me, it listens to me, it understands my needs, and I can make it feel me. Sometimes, the ball just lands onto my feet, I never even try to get it, most of the times, the rebound from the wall, from the post, the drop ball, rolls out to me ..... and i always utter a word of thanks. I dunno if it is Jesus helping me out, or is it just coincidence, because I don't believe in fate.
I have a sharp brain. But I just can't make it work in the right direction. My mind's too crowded with things that are inexplicable. I mean, who would like to answer questions such as "what made the three quarks combine to form a proton?" "what keeps them together?" what does a baby bird feel, when we take away its mother?" does it wanna cry? does it know what it going on?"
I am a true believer of Einstein. I follow his ideals and principles. I need to solve some problems arisen in my mind. I hate the saying, "questioning denotes a confused state of mind, (sorry bade bhaiyya)...... i rather feel that "questioning is an excited state of mind....which is unstable". Rather than keeping it in that position, or waiting for an outside force to work on it, we need to carry out the needful ourselves. This is the topmost priority because nobody else, can understand how you are feeling at that moment.
Some people say that many minds at work, always increase productivity. I have different views. I rather feel that, the negativity of the minds collect and can provide hindrance in your path. Whenever you feel something can be done....the whole world conspires for you to achieve it (the alchemist-love that book). I believe in the triple ideals of dream, work and achieve. My stage of dreaming is over, and now, I am out to achieve something.....the world better look out.....because a certain weirdo named saksham, is out to explore the world.....to limits....which have no limits!
so i constantly try to get someone to talk with me. This is truly opposite to my personality, I am a bit reserved in unknown company, then be it the girl whom I appreciate the most! Well, life goes on.....time heals everything. I pass time with myself, I see many messages such as "who do you think of when you hear a song.....and things like that" but i don't really care about these now. All that is on my mind now is to get a nice placement. I think i am over burdening myself. I am overstraining myself . I have tried to merge myself with the incorrigible education system present in India. I have let logic be prevailed by knowledge. I hate cramming....and i am totally against it. But thats what I am doing! just for freaking marks! I need to get the life of mine in order. I created this blog to talk with myself more, rather than telling the world about myself. There come times when i begin to hate myself, there are times when I want to end it all; but then i consider this as an act of timidness. I am not afraid to face life. If I was, you would probably not be reading this blog of mine! I am too scared to do things, I am laid back.....I need more people around me....I never want to break the ice in unknown company; even with a damn beautiful girl!
I have many weaknesses, I have negativities......but some people do find some things nice in me. Well, I don't, and I don't think if I ever will be able to. I usually talk to my football. Its a normal living person with feelings. I feel that the ball can feel me, it listens to me, it understands my needs, and I can make it feel me. Sometimes, the ball just lands onto my feet, I never even try to get it, most of the times, the rebound from the wall, from the post, the drop ball, rolls out to me ..... and i always utter a word of thanks. I dunno if it is Jesus helping me out, or is it just coincidence, because I don't believe in fate.
I have a sharp brain. But I just can't make it work in the right direction. My mind's too crowded with things that are inexplicable. I mean, who would like to answer questions such as "what made the three quarks combine to form a proton?" "what keeps them together?" what does a baby bird feel, when we take away its mother?" does it wanna cry? does it know what it going on?"
I am a true believer of Einstein. I follow his ideals and principles. I need to solve some problems arisen in my mind. I hate the saying, "questioning denotes a confused state of mind, (sorry bade bhaiyya)...... i rather feel that "questioning is an excited state of mind....which is unstable". Rather than keeping it in that position, or waiting for an outside force to work on it, we need to carry out the needful ourselves. This is the topmost priority because nobody else, can understand how you are feeling at that moment.
Some people say that many minds at work, always increase productivity. I have different views. I rather feel that, the negativity of the minds collect and can provide hindrance in your path. Whenever you feel something can be done....the whole world conspires for you to achieve it (the alchemist-love that book). I believe in the triple ideals of dream, work and achieve. My stage of dreaming is over, and now, I am out to achieve something.....the world better look out.....because a certain weirdo named saksham, is out to explore the world.....to limits....which have no limits!
that's me!!
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Monday, January 1, 2007
my rap!
People say I talk to much
I don't care I talk to much
Momma say I failed in life
I don't care I failed in life
Daddy says I drink to much
I don't care I drink to much
People say i'm headed nowhere
And I don't fuckin' care
Jimmy Johnsons gonne die
Sarah Suzies gonna die
Everybody Dyin' slow
I don't give a fuck though
I'm always short like $50 bucks
I couldn't give 50 fucks
I could really use some help
You can go and fuck yourself
Everybody's gonna die, terror fallin' from the sky
Mothers wit' they children cry, and I could give a fuck why
They say you'll never walk again
Well plug the Sega in
I think somebody stole my truck
Tell someone who gives a fuck
My entire World is falling, entire World is falling
How much do they charge in there?
Wait a minute, I don't care
Ima shoot you in the face
I'll tell ya how the bullets taste
Critics say you imitate
I don't give a fuck-u-late
50 million people dyin
Aww...i'm cryin
You tell me all the things you saw
As if i give a fuck at all
You see me sittin' in the chair
Yet I aint even here
Everything your sayin' to me
Go right through me
If I was to pick it up
I'd hafta give a fuck (and I don't)
I don't care nothing 'bout you
I can't do nothing 'bout it
I can't do nothing for ya
I don't care nothing 'bout you
Rain Forest burning down
Fulla Riots all around
I'm inside like "fuck'em all"
"What's the Main Event on Raw?"
Poison, Mad Cow Disease
"Can I get that wit' double cheese?"
STD's steady spreadin'
Bare-back up in this Neden (I don't care!)
My entire World is falling, entire World is falling
I don't care nothing 'bout you
I can't do nothing 'bout it
I can't do nothing for ya
I don't care nothing 'bout you
"Everyday when I wake up, all I really wanna do is die
And go to the next phase where flesh and bodies consumed,
that's all I give a fuck about"
Everyone is gonna die
Fuck I aint afraid to die
Come on shoot me in the eye
Do it, see if I survive
Give it to me point blank
Bet it won't "did you hit'em?"
"yes, and I don't give a fuck less!"
Carefull it's a dark night
Give your money or your life
Take'em both for all I care
Dump your bullets right here! (c'mon)
The Eviction note is on the door
I think they're crawling on the floor
ask me did i ever care.....nah
My entire World is falling, entire World is falling
My entire World is falling, entire World is falling
My entire World is falling, entire World is falling
I Don't Care, I Don't Care, I Don't Care, I Don't Care,
I Don't Care, I Don't Care, I Don't Care, I Don't Care
"KEEP OFF, SAKSHAM'S TURF. INTRUDERS WILL BE SHOT, AND SURVIVORS WILL BE SHOT AGAIN!!"
I don't care I talk to much
Momma say I failed in life
I don't care I failed in life
Daddy says I drink to much
I don't care I drink to much
People say i'm headed nowhere
And I don't fuckin' care
Jimmy Johnsons gonne die
Sarah Suzies gonna die
Everybody Dyin' slow
I don't give a fuck though
I'm always short like $50 bucks
I couldn't give 50 fucks
I could really use some help
You can go and fuck yourself
Everybody's gonna die, terror fallin' from the sky
Mothers wit' they children cry, and I could give a fuck why
They say you'll never walk again
Well plug the Sega in
I think somebody stole my truck
Tell someone who gives a fuck
My entire World is falling, entire World is falling
How much do they charge in there?
Wait a minute, I don't care
Ima shoot you in the face
I'll tell ya how the bullets taste
Critics say you imitate
I don't give a fuck-u-late
50 million people dyin
Aww...i'm cryin
You tell me all the things you saw
As if i give a fuck at all
You see me sittin' in the chair
Yet I aint even here
Everything your sayin' to me
Go right through me
If I was to pick it up
I'd hafta give a fuck (and I don't)
I don't care nothing 'bout you
I can't do nothing 'bout it
I can't do nothing for ya
I don't care nothing 'bout you
Rain Forest burning down
Fulla Riots all around
I'm inside like "fuck'em all"
"What's the Main Event on Raw?"
Poison, Mad Cow Disease
"Can I get that wit' double cheese?"
STD's steady spreadin'
Bare-back up in this Neden (I don't care!)
My entire World is falling, entire World is falling
I don't care nothing 'bout you
I can't do nothing 'bout it
I can't do nothing for ya
I don't care nothing 'bout you
"Everyday when I wake up, all I really wanna do is die
And go to the next phase where flesh and bodies consumed,
that's all I give a fuck about"
Everyone is gonna die
Fuck I aint afraid to die
Come on shoot me in the eye
Do it, see if I survive
Give it to me point blank
Bet it won't "did you hit'em?"
"yes, and I don't give a fuck less!"
Carefull it's a dark night
Give your money or your life
Take'em both for all I care
Dump your bullets right here! (c'mon)
The Eviction note is on the door
I think they're crawling on the floor
ask me did i ever care.....nah
My entire World is falling, entire World is falling
My entire World is falling, entire World is falling
My entire World is falling, entire World is falling
I Don't Care, I Don't Care, I Don't Care, I Don't Care,
I Don't Care, I Don't Care, I Don't Care, I Don't Care
"KEEP OFF, SAKSHAM'S TURF. INTRUDERS WILL BE SHOT, AND SURVIVORS WILL BE SHOT AGAIN!!"
my first post
well, so i finally join the big world of bloggers. Well, hello world. I am Saksham, and i am doing what I am damn good at.....I am explaining myself. Well, i would like two people in the world to read this post....I'll list their names....and tell you why too
1. NASA Administrator Sean O'Keefe
I want him to know me. I want him to understand my needs and my mind. I want him to let me try out what I want to achieve in the field of Space administration. I want to explore the unlimited world and the endless boundaries of space. well, that's all I think of all the time. Being in India, I don't have the accessibility to the space world as easily as you can avail it in the states. So, I want to advice the people out there in NASA, to device a way in which students like me can approach the 'higher' world with some dignity, respect, and with affordable amount of money
2. Thierry Henry
Everyone knows that he is a superstar. He has football posted in his soul. He knows what he is doing and when to perform a particular trick and when to shoot the ball. He is the most intelligent player ever to be born on this planet. He is my role model; and I may seem to you like the millions crazy after him. But its more than just that. I can feel what he is doing....when i see him play....and see him miss, i somehow, get to know what he is going to do, the very next moment. Its some kind of a telepathic connection. I just seem to feel his thoughts in my brain.... I know its kinda weird, but this is true. The people who know me, know this and can vouch for it. So, i want him to read this, and, if, a big if, he wants, take me under his wing!
1. NASA Administrator Sean O'Keefe
I want him to know me. I want him to understand my needs and my mind. I want him to let me try out what I want to achieve in the field of Space administration. I want to explore the unlimited world and the endless boundaries of space. well, that's all I think of all the time. Being in India, I don't have the accessibility to the space world as easily as you can avail it in the states. So, I want to advice the people out there in NASA, to device a way in which students like me can approach the 'higher' world with some dignity, respect, and with affordable amount of money
2. Thierry Henry
Everyone knows that he is a superstar. He has football posted in his soul. He knows what he is doing and when to perform a particular trick and when to shoot the ball. He is the most intelligent player ever to be born on this planet. He is my role model; and I may seem to you like the millions crazy after him. But its more than just that. I can feel what he is doing....when i see him play....and see him miss, i somehow, get to know what he is going to do, the very next moment. Its some kind of a telepathic connection. I just seem to feel his thoughts in my brain.... I know its kinda weird, but this is true. The people who know me, know this and can vouch for it. So, i want him to read this, and, if, a big if, he wants, take me under his wing!
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