You know the sickening thing of calling someone is when all the calls are diverted to their voicemail. Especially when their voicemail actually is one which is made to lure you into thinking they're actually on the phone. This is what happened today:
Me: *Calling my friend*
Him: *Goes into voicemail without me realizing that it's voicemail* Hello!
Me: Dei, where are you da? Wanna go temple today not?
Him: Hello!
Me: Can you fucking hear me or ...........
Him: Hello!
Me: OI!!!!!
Him: *Beep*
Me: Oh shit! Don't tell me I was fooled.
Ten minutes later, phone ringed:
Me: Hello.
Him: *Laughing* Yes, you were fooled.
Me: $%^*&&^((^@$#@#$@@$!!!!!#
The Problem With Voicemail
Fucked Again This Year
You know, sometimes, they say god sends signals in replacement for his absence. I don't know how far that is true and all but today I was at the temple [As usual] and I was there to ask a few things. Usually I do not ask for anything. When I pray, all I say is this: "Why give me so much when all I want is you?"
But today was different. I needed to apologize coz I wanted to cut short my fasting. If you know, I do not pray to female gods. Not at all. Not even Seethai. But I had to walk over to the amman statue and just tell her that I wanted to only fast for three days. And in my heart, I went, "Saamy, this year only 3 days please. I've got alot of things to do la. You should understand and be a nice lady and just let me off okie? No burning of my feet. Or worst still, fall in the firepit. I no gf leh. Wait no girls like me. Then I'll blame you hor......" And just before I could finish my sentence, someone who was walking past me actually bumped into me and apparently he had something that was sharp that had to pierce my ass. I turned around and nearly slapped the living hell outta him. Somehow, I didn't. I must've shocked the world when I didn't even stare at him. I turned around and right infront of me was the priest with the oil lamp. Guess 3 days is out of the picture. I'll be starting to fast from saturday onwards. Best thing in the world, I'll start my fast from the raamar temple. That is how cool it is.
And speaking of Raamar and staying on the same topic, after I was done with Amman, I headed to my all favorite Raamar statue. More often than not, I like to joke with who I am praying to. [Minus shivan and Murugan. They quite anti-social one. Play with them then sure kenna something one. Haiz.] I went over to the Raamar statue and went on to say "Wei, where my seethi la? I thought you supposed to introduce one girl to me right? Liar la you....." when some old lady appearing from no where went "Govinthaaaa Govinthaaa!!!" And that was it. I prayed to all others and left. Lesson is, when you pray the next time, ask something realistic. Looks like I am fucked as well this year.
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What Would You Call That?
Alcological [Al-co-low-gi-cal]
Elecelleration [El-a-cel-ayshun]
Frust [Fr-ust]
Neonphancy [Ne-on-pan-cy]
Phonesia [Fo-ne-zia]
Kidiot [Key-di-ot]
Nipply [Nip-li]
Camouflush [Cam-oh-flush]
Decompliment [De-kom-ple-ment]
Brunch [Brun-ch]
Fagnostic [Fag-nos-tik]
Chillaxing [Chill-axe-ink]
Hiccaburp [Hik-ka-burp]
Unfhair [Un-fare]
Zipcuff [Zeep-kaf]
Fucking XML Format.
After much anal decisions, I have decided to stick with this template and not attempt at any more templates. Anymore of this and you'd see me go insane in the membrane. Many thanks to miss 'anal about relationships' sharpener for staying up listening to me whine about how the formats have changed. The previous HTML was way more easier for me to play with. Anyhow, will start soon. Too shagged for today. Adios!