tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63531432011-06-10T15:22:51.179-07:00Little Jack Horner....I put in my thumb and pulled out a COndom....what the??Just read will ya....Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.comBlogger391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1093254902055435972004-08-23T02:26:00.000-07:002004-08-24T04:51:37.573-07:00Guess what man...I'm gonna be on tv on thursday in NTV Metro. The thing was this...Without me knowing about it, my friend added my name into the list of students going for a debating discussion on, 'Whether students should get involved in political issues'. TOday i went with the "chosen ones" to the tv place. We went in and another college had joined in our team. So it was basically, about 20 pplVishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1089719485761549932004-07-13T04:49:00.000-07:002004-07-13T04:51:25.760-07:00A reminder to all of you. I might add 2 blogs on the same day. So do look out for it.Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1089014342937865342004-07-05T00:58:00.000-07:002004-07-05T00:59:02.936-07:00I'm back. And better than ever. Me spending the night at my cousin's place, so that's how I'm able to update my blog tonight. Like always, it's gonna be a long blog. But tonight, it's gonna be very long. And I do mean long. But look on the bright side, it's interesting.
Swimming has been quite enjoyable these few days. The guys are always cracking me up. Recently, Rohitaj has a pretty stupid Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1088663055898882672004-06-30T23:21:00.000-07:002004-06-30T23:24:15.896-07:00I'm terrible sorry for not updating my blog. The com at home has gone to the land of gigabytes(Dead). So I have to come to the cyber cafe to use it. But I hardly go to the cyber cafes. But by the day after tomorrow, I'll be back online k. So just hang out.Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1088415749564028272004-06-28T02:41:00.000-07:002004-06-28T02:42:29.566-07:00YO guys...me been busy lately.And as usual, I've tons of stuffs to talk about. I'm not gonna write them now but a few days later k. So sorry.Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1087238551823344782004-06-14T11:41:00.000-07:002004-06-14T11:42:31.823-07:00Hm...the blog seems quiet. My apologises to my fans out there. Was busy doing nothing these few days.
I've lots to talk about. Not sure whether I can fill it all in a single blog. Actually, I can, but it's just that you guys might get bored reading something that long.
Well, school's gonna start in 17 days time and I still have yet to order my uniform. The horror of a school uniform covering Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1086203872686801012004-06-02T12:15:00.000-07:002004-06-02T12:17:52.686-07:00Nowadays I feel that writing a blog is futile, not sure why. But nonetheless I'll keep on writing for my fans out there, who alway makes time to check out on what's happening in my boring life.
Last week, there was a Inter College Music Competition, which was held at the Convention Hall for 3 days. The first 2 days were the presentation of the bands performance. Some bands were alright and some Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1085597315244437692004-05-26T11:47:00.000-07:002004-05-26T11:48:35.243-07:00Things haven't been going well as I planned these few days. Not sure whether I've wrote this already. But I'll write it anyway.
I headed to Kantini Chowk to meet the guys. As I reached the place, thought I stop for some momos(Nepal version of dumplings). So I parked my bike next to another bike which had the Harley design. I went and ordered a plate. I was stuffed after that. On my way out, I Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1085514465198492332004-05-25T12:44:00.000-07:002004-05-25T12:47:45.196-07:00I was about to update the blog when I realised that I needed to do something very important, right away...that is to sleep. I'm very tired. I'll write tomorrow, IF I wake up.
Good Bye cruel world. Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1085165344936845052004-05-21T11:48:00.000-07:002004-05-21T11:49:04.936-07:00What a tiring day it has been for me today. I woke up early in the morning around 6 to see Dilip off. He hadn't finish packing yet. I didn't see him till the airport. Due to terrorist attacks, securities have been tighten in the airport. You can only enter the airport if your gonna be going overseas or to fetch someone(gotta have documents). He went to take a bath. While he was in the showers, IVishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1085077968623375562004-05-20T11:31:00.000-07:002004-05-20T11:32:48.623-07:00I've got lots of things to write at this moment. But I'm not sure whether I'll be able to accomplish all that. But I'll do my best.
The last Chandi dance I went to had some pretty girls and it was quite nice...the place I mean. At the end of that day, there was a lucky draw. The prizes were a pig and a goat. Think there were other prizes too, not too sure about that.
These recent days, Nepal Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1084994232430380872004-05-19T12:13:00.000-07:002004-05-19T12:17:12.430-07:00There are somethings which I wanna write it down. But not now. It's not that I dun want to. It's just that the mosquitos are sucking of my 4yrs of toxicated blood. And the aftermath feeling is so not good.
I'll remember to write it down maybe tomorrow or the day after or the day after that, or the day after that and so on and so forth.
CheerioVishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1084310886436297062004-05-11T13:36:00.000-07:002004-05-11T14:28:06.453-07:00Seems that the blog has gotten itself a new look. And I must say that I like it. It's nice and has that slack feeling and not like the previous look which was like the serious environment.
Anyway, things are looking good for me lately. Remember the blog few while back which I said that things going great, andI was gonna write about? This is it.
1st...I have finally got me a bike. Oh yea. Cost Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1084127605527248122004-05-09T11:31:00.000-07:002004-05-09T11:37:56.296-07:00For today's blog, there's 2 topics I want to talk about. But I'm not sure which one to start off with. Hmmm....This is a toughy.
I shall talk on the topics on things happening here in Nepal.Things aren't really what it seems nowdays, for me. People whom I thought were close, now seems far, unreal and deceiving. And for those whom I thought were against me, seems the vice versa.
Well not Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1083580638689650102004-05-03T03:13:00.000-07:002004-05-03T03:41:35.296-07:00Today Kamal called me to go out and I thought,
"What the heck, sure."
So we met and went to New Road. It's something like Orchard Road back in Singapore. We just walked and talked. And we dropped by the place where me and my friends use to hang out. It's called the Snow Man cafe. It's not really a cafe but it's nice place. The ambience is there.
So I ordered a cuppocino(wrong spelling) but itVishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1083491525704336002004-05-02T02:48:00.000-07:002004-05-02T02:56:26.140-07:00Something nice and sweet is aproaching my way very soon. I'll fill it in when it comes. So hold on to ya horses.
Hickory Dickory DOck
3 mice ran up the clock
The clock struck one
And the rest escaped with minor injuries....Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1082525785055948632004-04-20T22:18:00.000-07:002004-04-20T22:40:30.326-07:00Life has been pretty quiet lately. Not much of hoo haas. There is dude who's like 13yrs staying with my family. He's my cousin and he helps around the house. There was this conversation we had that was quite amusing.
We were on the roof veranda and the sky was dark with lightening bolts flashing across the clouds. I told him that some guy got killed by a lightening back in Singapore. He was Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1082059895349158932004-04-15T12:36:00.000-07:002004-04-15T13:15:33.513-07:00I have noticed that my blog has been all ablut my complaints on life and my parents. I"m beginning to feel that you readers are feeling shitty bored of reading this eh. I don't blame ya. I"m feeling shitty bored writing all these crap.
What else do I write about then? As you know that my life has been flushing down the drain everyday. But I do hope for a miracle each day which I know...chances Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1081929527643989072004-04-14T00:22:00.000-07:002004-04-14T01:02:43.110-07:00Finally I'm 20. Well I was 20 yesterday. I've finally crossed the 1 border to the 2 border. Hmm....can't believe I survived 20 yrs of boring shitty life.
Anyway...this 20th birthday has been the worst in me life. First of all, it's gonna be like a solid month since my dumb fuck parents and I have talked. And yesterday they throw a birthday party for me. What the fuck are they thinking? That I'm Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1081321018271400112004-04-06T22:56:00.000-07:002004-04-07T00:00:44.920-07:00Alright....listen up you fags...
Nuting much happening this past few days. For me I'll be staying at home coz there's a strike going on for 3 days. And I kinda feel hat my luck is gonna change man.
Since I had nuting to do here in Nepal, thought I try out to be an RJ or a VJ. I wanted to do someting more on the music stream. NOw I've got the chance to be one. My friend Rohitaj has a cousin who Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1080822270138184362004-04-01T04:09:00.000-08:002004-04-01T04:28:08.436-08:00Finally the dick is willing to get me a bike. But the problem is this(there's always a problem).
He says that he's gonna buy me a bike depending on his choice. I"m like screw your ass mutherfucker. Who's the rider of the bike? Since I am, I should choose a bike that is comfortable, good pickups and engine performance. He's says that he's gonna ask his friends around on what bike to buy.
My Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1080636805582522552004-03-30T00:24:00.000-08:002004-03-30T00:58:07.013-08:00NOw I"m loaded with money in my pocket,....only 20rupees.
Anyway, not really sure where to start from. Life is still the same...boring. Do you guys know this fable of this farmer who's axe falls into the water and the water spirit brings it up for him. For some of you who don't know it...it goes likes this.....
There was a farmer who had an old bronze axe and he survived by cutting woods and Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1080553072206962902004-03-29T01:36:00.000-08:002004-03-29T01:41:26.060-08:00Shit man. I can't write much now coz I only have enough money to write this few sentences. But I will write again when I'm loaded with cash. MUaaahahahahaha.Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1080037843120431522004-03-23T02:11:00.000-08:002004-03-23T02:34:08.903-08:00My pc is still over the edge. Anyway...last Sunday, Amit, Kamal, fat Rajesh and I went to shoot some hoops. We played 2 on 2 and I after the game, I felt as if my chest was gonna burst inside out. So now I know the result of smoking for 3 years without any exercise. After one game, Rajesh and I gave up as we were both flushed out. While Kamal and Amit continued.
After the 2 fags had finished Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1079786003768538332004-03-20T04:30:00.000-08:002004-03-20T04:36:45.483-08:00What shit man. I won't be able to update this blog that often now as my computer has crashed terribly. My bright idea to install Internet Explorer 6. So those fans out there, be patient and I'll do my best to update this blog as often as possible.
Nuthing much has happened recently. Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1079379705329208342004-03-15T11:40:00.000-08:002004-03-15T11:45:00.670-08:00Another mutherfucking shit. I didn’t go to the college to enroll. My dad specifically told me to go on Monday, which is today to enroll myself. But he changed his mind and told me to enroll 2-3months later because of their visa thingy. My parents told me to go around colleges to check it out and to see which college suits me best. After I’ve gone through all the trouble…that’s it!!!!!
I’ve no Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-107920477148509532004-03-13T11:05:00.000-08:002004-03-13T11:09:24.390-08:00Today I had this fucked up quarrel with my mom. She’s one bloody lying bitch. When I was back in Singapore, I was halfway doing my bike licence. But my mom told me to come back to Nepal asap to talk whether they’ll be sending me to the US or to stay here in Nepal to study for the time being. I perfectly told her that I’m halfway on getting my licence. Plus it’s international in most countries. Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1078773333190817212004-03-08T11:14:00.000-08:002004-03-08T11:18:39.123-08:00This blog would be covering the stories of last 2 days, including today about my as usual sucky life.
6th March
I was sitting my ass down, on my bed, in my room, watching the tube. It was Holi. I was waiting for Bhupal to land down in Nepal and call me. He did call me. I was quite surprised that he called me so soon. But he told me that he had already landed 2 days back. To my dismay( as usual),Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1078428926282659612004-03-04T11:35:00.000-08:002004-03-04T11:38:26.483-08:00Today has been a pissing off day for me. I so wanted to beat up 2 people today. It all went like this.
It’s just 2 more days to holi festival. So I was on veranda taking the pup for his morning exercise and toilet. Suddenly this couple of kids threw a water balloon at me, which didn’t really get me. So I thought for the fun of it, I do the same. I just went on playing this stuff for a while. Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1078338789906255012004-03-03T10:05:00.000-08:002004-03-03T10:36:08.686-08:00Another boring day has past b4 my shagged eyes. Got me a pet dog from Sona yesterday. It seemed that his bitch had give birth to 4 pups and I took one since I wanted a dog anyway. The pup is one month old and Damn is he cute and very irritating.
HIs fur is colour is mixed of dirty brown and black with a white line from the top of his head to his nose. I was thinking of a name for him and I cameVishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1078216698429973012004-03-02T00:37:00.000-08:002004-03-02T00:41:15.186-08:00The time now is 2.16am. I was sleeping peacefully after getting drunk but I got woken up by my parents quarrelling on the 2nd floor. It seems that my dad wanted to watch TV in the middle of the night and it disturbed mom’s sleep that she managed to kick the drunk bastard out of the room. He was banging the door like an idiot as always and that work me up. Eventually my mom opened the door and he Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1077825686359899432004-02-26T11:31:00.000-08:002004-02-26T12:12:22.670-08:00Today was a day to remember. I nearly got killed, along with my friends. The story goes like this...
Went to meet the guys at their neighbourhood. 5 of us, 3 bikes. Our petrol was running out and we had to go all the way to this place called Bhadrakali to refuel it. OUr luck that all the rest of the petrol stations were closed due to Nepal bann( terrorist bombing or some strikes going on in someVishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1077648395086378032004-02-24T10:46:00.000-08:002004-02-24T10:49:22.686-08:00I was the last to get up in the morning as usual. My cousin, Kalpu had called early in the morning from America. Here in Nepal, he’s house is just next to mine. Ceebye, he called his own house, and asked his mom to tell my mom to tell me(rather long eh) to go to his house to receive his call. Why couldn’t he just call at my house? Disturbed my morning sleep. Waking me up while I’m sleeping is oneVishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1077648084113872872004-02-24T10:40:00.000-08:002004-02-24T10:44:11.780-08:00Last night I managed to take a full bottle of whisky from the wedding. My uncle helped me take it. I thought the whisky was Bagpiper but it turned out to be a Royal Stag. But it was alright. 6 guys came over. They bought a 2kg of Pepsi, some titbits, lemons and cigarettes.
It was quite fuck at first. My dad was drunk as ever. He came over to my room to check out my friends. He must have been Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1077478024660853272004-02-22T11:25:00.000-08:002004-02-22T11:29:49.936-08:00Starting from today, it’s gonna be exactly a month I arrived here in Nepal. Nuthing much.
Today was Robin’s Barrta(sort of a licence to get married). All Hindus have to do this ceremony b4 marriage. His had to shave his head and leave a small pigtail. The priest would say some prayers here and there. Anand and I were invited and I brought my video camera along. When the priest was saying the Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1074806131713268862004-01-22T13:15:00.000-08:002004-01-22T13:17:34.546-08:00It’s now 5.04am. Guess now I’m all set to go to the airport. Om is still sleeping. And the guys will be dropping by my place at 5.30 in the morning. Earlier…around 2hrs before, I met down to get some fags and I happen to meet some guys. It seems that almost everyone of them knew I was going back to Nepal. I know that I’m famous, but I didn’t know that I was that famous. News do travel fast in theVishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1074723901472397562004-01-21T14:24:00.000-08:002004-01-21T14:27:02.793-08:00Now it’s 6.16am.... It has been an hour since I came back from the pub, Cheeky Monkeys, at Mohammed Sultan. It was ladies night and Bupal had called me. 3 of us went including a Gurkha on his off shift. Thought I make it my last night in a pub here in Singapore.
The place was crawling with beautiful voluptuous women. I was near to paradise. I could have been in paradise but I didn’t bother to Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1074609493297246812004-01-20T06:30:00.000-08:002004-01-20T06:40:12.606-08:00Shit man...I couldn't get a flight by Nepal airlines. Seems that it was totally boooked for thsi coming friday. Crap man. So I took the Thai Airways which cost me $129 more. With that amount of money, I could have gotten myself a few boxes of duty free marlboros at the airport. What to do...Nepal what.
I sure am gonna miss my friends here in Singapore. Singapore lies so much memories for me. I Vishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353143.post-1074533914532962562004-01-19T09:37:00.000-08:002004-01-19T09:40:32.653-08:00Guess this is my very first blog eh. Nuthing to write at the moment. Maybe later onVishanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01475321810489837899noreply@blogger.com0