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51 Things Girls Should Know About Guys!!!

Posted on April 23rd, 2007 by The King.
Categories: Everything and Anything!!!, Hilariously Dillusional, Life.

1. Guys hate sluts.

2. “Hey, are you busy?” or “Are you doing something?” ~ two phrases guys open with to stop from stammering on the phone.

3. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.

4. Before they call, guys try to plan out a little about what they’re gonna say so there aren’t awkward pauses, but once he’s on the phone he forgets it all and makes it up as he goes.

5. Guys go crazy over a girl’s smile.

6. Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.

7. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they are going for the “let her complain to you and then have her realize how wonderful and nice you are” method.

8. A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.

9. Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they’re still loved.

10. Don’t talk about your guy friends to your boyfriend.

11. Guys get jealous easily.

12. Guys are more emotional than they’d like people to think.

13. Giving a guy a hanging message like “You know what?!..uh…never mind..” would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he’ll assume he did something wrong and he’ll obsess about it trying to figure it out.

14. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.

15. Guys hate asking parents for money to buy girls presents. So they come up with ideas like saving their lunch money for a week. But it never works because guys are always hungry so they end up asking the parents for money anyway.
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MoonMan

Posted on April 11th, 2007 by The King.
Categories: Life, School.

As he opens the door to his studio apartment he saw himself in the mirror against the lightning and storm. He could see his silhouette in the mirror in front of him. Someone must have fiddled with the settings again, he thought. This is the moon and there’s no weather on the moon. He mumbled some words and looked around to see a bed, a control box, the mirror and nothing else but blackness. He was tired, not only of his job, but of life itself. He had given up so much to reach this point, but all seemed lost somewhere. Life wasn’t worth anything anymore, and there was nothing he could do.

This was the 22nd century, the part of history called the Great Migration. Since the 20th century, the human civilization was slowly losing the earth. Years went by and the population kept on increasing, causing numerous problems for mankind. Scientist began to research the various disasters occurring, their frequency increasing every so often. They called it global warming, the earths way of losing the excess weight it was carrying. No one paid attention to the scientist, everyone skeptical of the research. They called the whole thing ludicrous because it had “inconclusive data”. No one learned from the disasters, the great Hurricane Katrina, the heavy snow in Africa, the rise of sea level, not one event, taken alone or as a whole, could bring the humans to realize the truth. It’s amazing what the power of denial can do. Luckily, just on the edge of the hill, humans found a new hobby; living on other planets. When the first houses were built on the Moon, it was a luxury. Only Kings, Presidents and Gods alike would have their homes there, lavishly decorated with everything you could want. As time went by, necessity as well as social norm made the moon more accessible. An average Joe could buy a home on the moon now to live it. Just like the television when it came out centuries ago; a big thing to have one when it came out, but later on one was just a social outcast if one didn’t have it.

Humans can be very stupid, never learning from their mistakes. Social norm invariably led to segregation. People from the lower class were now mandated to live on earth, even if they could afford a dome on the moon. The reasoning, to maintain the sanctity of the moon. Sanctity, a nice word to describe something so unjust and wrong. But what could they have done, in the end, they were just the working labor, the lower class. No one cared about them, not now, not ever. They still tried, never accepting defeat, gaining political power by any means. This is exactly what Erebus had done. Born into a poor family, he was raised knowing what he had to do to get out of this hellhole. When 18, he killed his brother because he might have taken the position available down at the embassy. He had killed the same brother that gave him the extra money when he needed it most, sheltered him not just from their parents but from the world. The worst part, he felt no guilt. He was raised knowing that he had to do what was necessary. He was a self-made man.

Gliding his hands through his hair he realized that it was wet. He never understood why they had a weather box when the only condition they wanted was nice and sunny afternoon. He didn’t understand a lot of things about this place, but he had gotten used to it. When he first came here, he taught himself not to question anything, he feared getting thrown out. He was already an outcast because he was not old money; any attention to him would just make things just worse. He found friends now, friends who help him, and take care of him. Today he seemed occupied with thought; he felt a feeling of loneliness. It had been 25 years since that job in the embassy, the one which landed him his first ticket to the moon. No matter how hard he tried, he wasn’t happy. He felt morose, for what, he did not know. While he dried his hair, he thought about his family back home. He wondered how they were, whether they were alive or not. One couldn’t survive there, no matter how hard he or she tried. He had the sudden urge to go back, to see what it was like. Whether it was the rush of facing the danger, or the pleasure of seeing himself better than others, he wanted to go there.

Days went by, the same mundane activities, day in and day out. He never really got the thought of going back out of his mind. It didn’t really bother him until he found out that his father had died. It had finally happened, just like that. He wanted to do something, he was a self made man but he still felt emotions. He felt no guilt for killing his brother, but he was still human, he still had ties with his family. He wondered how the rest of his family was, now that the man of the family had died. Oh! How the thought itched in his mind whether or not to go back. Feelings weren’t the only thing stopping him, there were the immigration laws. Once you go to that place, you have to stay there for at least a year. His job, his career, everything on the line. Did he want to take such a risk, just for emotions? He decided he had to, for himself, for his brother, for his father. He called his friends, tell him he was going. They told him no, it’s not worth it. He didn’t listen, he went on.

It had been a week since he decided to go back. There weren’t a lot of flights going back to earth apparently, no one wanted to go. He was anxious, sitting there in his space ship, moving around, clasping his hands tightly, and palms sweaty. “This is your Captain speaking” he just zoned out of the whole conversation. He wondered what it was like, was it going to be horrible, poverty and death everywhere? Just before liftoff he doubted his intentions one last time, should he do this, he asked himself one last time. The space ship lifted, it was too late.

The great thing about traveling by a space ship was that they sedated you until you reached there. One didn’t have to worry about anything, just peaceful sleep. As he was given the sedation, he wondered once again what it’d be like. This time before he could answer his own question, he fell asleep. Waking up days later, he realized that they were just outside the earth’s orbit. There was something enigmatic about the view, the earth actually looked beautiful. He could see green land and blue water. Could the rumors he had heard be true? Had they actually made the earth a better place to live? As he hit the bump of entering the earth’s atmosphere again, he had a smug look on his face; he realized that he had made the right choice. It was worth the risk. But deep down inside he felt guilty that the reason he came back was for himself, not for his family. He wanted a new life, away from the moon, he wanted the political power he once had, and the only place he could get that was on earth. He would be the ruler of these people, the lowlifes, because he was from the moon, he was the Moonman. With that title came great power on earth which he desired so deeply!

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Why Can’t I?

Posted on April 9th, 2007 by The King.
Categories: Everything and Anything!!!, Life, Things That Piss Me OFF!!!.

It’s 12:48 in the morning and I’m sitting on my computer talking to a friend. Every now and then, a noise and an orange color on the taskbar. As I sit here, talking to a friend I’m reading someone’s poetry. How good they write! Why can’t I write like them? Why can’t I express my feelings and pain even though we feel the same amount of it? Why does he get to write brilliantly and I get to wonder if my sentences make sense or not? I think it brings out the eternal question of why everyone can’t be happy? Why can’t I be happy? Why do I need to feel jealous? I’m above this!

12:52 I’m thinking should I erase this post? What will people say? What will my friends think? I’m thinking why should I care? If they are my friends, they should know the real me. But what if they leave?

12:53 Another sound and a flash of orange color. I wonder why I’m awake? I should sleep. Maybe it’s the drowsiness talking.

12:55 Publish

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Why I Joined The Wrestling Team

Posted on April 9th, 2007 by The King.
Categories: Everything and Anything!!!, Life, School.

People always ask me why I joined the wrestling team. Just today I went to someone’s house and they asked the same question. Why wrestling? Why not any other sport? She went on to saying that out of all the families she knew, I was the only one who had joined wrestling. I want to ask a question first, why is wrestling considered a peculiar sport? Would I have got the same reaction if by chance I had joined the Soccer team? People judge, why do they have to?

Getting back to the topic, here are the reasons I joined the wrestling team.

1) I needed a sport for colleges. Soccer and basketball were just too cliche. I wanted something different, something out of the blue. I wanted people to respect me for something else than just academics. I wanted a sense of self pride for being in a sport. I wanted to utilize my body and mind to something other than academics, something which I get credit for and also makes me feel happier.

2) As much as I hate to say it, sport players are much more “popular” than guys who are smart (luckily I’m both). I thought it’d be different to just chill out with my sport buddies, get to know the chicas if you know what I mean. But honestly, they’re useless. I mean I just can’t see myself justifying the fact that they cut classes all day and sit in the sports office while at the same time whining about how their classes are “too tough”. People ask me how I score so well, I say pay attention in class, but I guess they can’t do that since they’re not in class.

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Major Updates On Site

Posted on April 5th, 2007 by The King.
Categories: Everything and Anything!!!.

The Title says it all. I’ve update my blog in the constant search of perfection. Almost there for anyone who cares. So as you can see, compared to the earlier background I have much cooler backgrounds, and more guyish if you want to put it that way. You can change the background images by clicking on the small squares. Try it, its fun. If you want a special image up there, please do post a comment and IF it’s appropriate and nice I’ll be sure to add it.

Another thing which I’ve added is on the right side below the calendar is a Youtube video. Watch it, it’s pretty hilarious! Again, a good (legally allowable) video you want to show up there comment on the Video or Background page.

If you’ve been reading my previous posts, you’ll see that I had promised a music player. Well apparently frihost doesn’t allow it (copyright issues) therefor I had to remove it. *sigh* How I miss it. It had a life span of just one day. */sigh* But moving along, the music request page will be turned into the Video / Background Request page. So be sure to post your choices.

As for life, I’ve been really busy with studying for SAT’s and such, therefor haven’t found the time to write a good ol’ meaningful post. tomorrow’s another day.

For all the Linkin Park fans here, there’s a background waiting for you. Number 6 from the left. Needs some editing, but it’s there. Say thanks to my friend Rohan.

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