Fuck! Get em bottles out and SMASH THEM ON MY HEAD!

CAUSE I WANNA FEEL FANCY AT THE BEGINNING OF 20 WITH

ELABORATE LURES, PRETEND 80s HAIRDOS,

WITH A THIRD EYE AND CHOKING,WITH 

MORE NOSTRILS MORE FLEGM MORE TEETH AND SYMMETRY

OR JUST BETTER OFF.

AUR PIMPAL BHI YAAR. 

AHAN AHAN

BEE-KHAUZ!

YEAH BAIBEH XD

Banal update in verse.

tonight is just a dull fullmoon
i hated this day's afternoon
all i have done this dismal day
is watch this psychotic cartoon.

around midday i realised
my tummy's grown a bit in size
but it also seemed a little blue
and made me let out painful cries.

i then grew calmer by twilight
'cause i liked it when cinnamon died
and when my mom said 'TELLS A TAIL!'
i felt heaven and earth collide.

dinner was such a sad affair
it made me pull out half my hair
so strode off i, without a word
without a bite, without a care.

and if you swear you'll clap this time
and you agree to wind my chime
i'll promise, and try sticking to
the promise to not ever rhyme.

a picture

that tells a tail?


HAHA MY MOM SAID THAT MY MOM SAID THAT MY MOM NEVER SAYS ANYTHING IN ENGLISH :D

yes, ok. so what.

i want this on my wall.and on my grandkids' walls if and when i have any.you have a nice life,bro.

and yes thats my new haircut. jeezuzzzz.

WHEN THE SUN DROOLS OVER THE FOREST

THIS IS MY DAD I SWEAR HE'S SO COOL HE HANDED ME MY FIRST JOINT.


BUT OTHERWISE TOO, HE'S PRETTY COOL HE MAKES ME HAPPY AND ALL DETERMINED TO TAKE MORE SHOWERS AT RANDOM HOURS.

HE: DO YOU KNOW SOANDSO?
ME: ER, NO
HE (AFTER A 3456527 SECOND LONG STARE AT ME): DUDE, GET SOME FUCKING CONTACTS MAN.

HALF AN HOUR LATER

HE: SHIP OPEN YOUR FUCKING GLASSES
ME: (IDOESSO) OK?
HE: GET SOME FUCKING CONTACTS MAN, IM TELLING YOU.

The Finger!

yes, I know this picture has neither the attitude, nor the finger, NOR the idea usually associated with the phrase in the title, but hey. :D This is the real shit, doods.
so this morning i was sleeping as usual and then i WOKE UP (*JAAGO RE JAAGO RE JAGOOOOOOOO REE*) and went to vote. longest queue in the area- ours. very poopy i felt. very irritated with dad acting like a hyperactive, retarded first time voter who's never noticed his daughter's bad posture before and couldn't think of a better time or place to exclaim 'HEY I'M SURE YOU'RE NOT EVEN SURE WHAT YOUR ADDRESS IS,KID!' or to imitate the timid looking family speaking in bangaal bhasha at the TOP of his voice in ALL CAPS ( so now you know why im incapable of behaving myself and am very adept at embarrassing you in public if you're with me,its all in the genes).
so that, and then the long wait of approximately eleventy hours, and finally i'm standing right before the EVM going *OMG WTF ALL NAMES IN BENGALI SJDFJSGDFJ* but taking less than a nanosecond to settle down, set off the beep and jump out of the enclosed area grinning like a 3 year old who's just taken over the chocolate factory.i hung around until both my parents were done, the grin getting wider with the slow drying of the purpleshit on my finger.it used to be a black spot thing they used to put, no? why suddenly switch to blueypurpleyink?

i dont mind, it goes well with the state the other fingernails were/are in xD

met an old couple from our building while we were still at the booth, the woman going OMG SHE TOO?I'VE ALWAYS THOUGHT OF HER AS THE KID WITH THE MOMMY (those exact words in bengali, no exaggeration), andyesthankssomuch, i showed her the finger alright.

the walk back home was long and pleasant and thrilling because i don't know why. i have no idea,OK? i cant even say anything poetic here, so bah. but on the way, i came across this group of kids that grinned at me in a way that spelled- comeletsplay Ring-a Ring-a roses (yes you are welcome to deduce that i suffer from dyslexia and it is manifested not only in my general inability to spell correctly, but also to interpret what spells what) and i, for no reason, pulled an evil face and showed them the finger. *mwahahahaha*
their faces changed to reflect a somewhat unreadable expression and i walked off with a smirk
characteristic of a primary school bully.

And to think i had just exercised any of my rights as an Adult for the first holy time since i turned 18, this isnt too much of a glaring irony now, is it?

EDIT: for people who like making assumptions based on one tiny sentence in a blog post (happened just {and boy, was it funny} , this comes therefore), i CAN read Bengali, and that sentence was only a representation of the ONLY thing that crossed my mind when i went in there.because i was expecting English and because Bengali was my 3rd language in school and i wasn't prepared for it and it takes my brain some time to process it and im slow, ok? im very slow. because i have to type out stupid excuses for no reason because some people just LOOVE to pull unsuspecting people up by the collar and slap them leftandright because their tshirts say stuff in english and not in their mothertongue- i will say FUCK you.

Letters from Bengaluru.

Bits From Letter no. 1:


(EDIT: THESE, MY FRIEND, ARE BITS FROM THE LETTER SHRAVANTHI WROTE TO ME. PLIS FORGIVE THE EARLIER CONFUSION)

originally, this was going to be a wordy post about the only thing in my life so far which really makes me inexplicably happy, and is something i can never, not even for a moment, wish to change anything about- shravanthi's letters.but then i go, ohfuck words, and think of putting up selected snippets from all her letters which wont get me slaughtered for making them public, but then my patience with the scanner fizzles out so now this is just going to be a post which wont do justice to what imbues me with this weird energy which makes my mind get off its ass and do a little HYPER BOOGIE.which is because i am lazy and in general, a bastard.the last letter came in a purple envelope, by the way. that killed me. i was sleeping when it reached the house and if you knew me, you'd know its imPOSSIBLE to wake me up unless you've been wrestling with my corpse for the past hour, but all mom had to do is say SHRAVANTHI MS and i JUMPED out of the bed while im not sure how i could even HEAR her talk, really ( but i'm pretty sure that's all she said, i asked later,yeah).
the only trouble is, after this, im sure no goddamned creature that writes to me, nomatterhowkickass,can ever match up to the standards she's set, as far as overall awesomeness is concerned.i kid you not. if there's anything in the world i can afford to be snooty about, its having the most ridiculously amazing penpalfriendperson.
*insert sufficiently retarded looking hyper-grinny smiley*

p.s.somebody kill me for not replying to blogpostcomments whenever i do manage to get any.
p.p.s.please attend my funeral which will follow my next visit to the dentist which is on wednesday mmmk.

Why you waitin over there let's roll (8)

yes ok dudes, I'm over all the gloominessity (bipolarness, among other things,should've been blamed fo it). i got done with a 10 page long (every corner of each page is scribbled in, btw) letter to shravanthi the day before, and it's been posted. yes I'm sort of a maniac when it comes to letters. these arnt even tiny pages, they're the exact opposite. yes i consider this as BRAGGING about something which doesn't even remotely affect the political situation of the country, neither does it do any good to your neighbour's cat's faulty diet, nor ANYTHING else, actually, but cant be helped.i consider this no mean feat, inflicting 10 pages of epic emo-ness/retardedness /nonsensicallity on a fellow human being,so brag i shall. also, one of the pages had a doodle titled:I wish I was a gayboy with flowers in my hair. it was a portrait of a gayboy which looked marginally like James Franco (AAA x 648) with curly hair (as in Milk, that lovely, lovely movie).I AM sad I didnt upload it, actually, and its not even been scanned. ohwell x(

by the by,i have stopped generalising about cats. yes cats, which i had always hated (apart from the black variety) until i visited ishika's place and *cough* fell in lo.. er, liking with one.it was the definition of ultimate gayness, and it was SUCH a cute poser. it'd stay put for 70 minutes and let us take its pictures from whichever angle we please, without freaking out and charging at us like a retarded dino.

yes i mean, just LOOK at that?! it makes me feel like a good picturetaker also. this doesnt happen often.

DONT POKE MAI NOZE!

look at itz toothz :D moarpictures in my orkut album, i dont wanna be repetitivehere.

yes so now, imma admit something (you might consider embarrassing, because i hate hip-hop/RnB in general usually and this might make me a hypocrite etc etc.) aboutmyself.

I LOVEd(?) BLUE *!*

THE BAND yes. they had been off my mind for over two years, but shayo just helped me revive my love for them, going.. Top floor with no disturbin'.. in the middle of a gtalk convo.

the rest of the lyrics flowed from me. Bubblin is THE ULTIMATE SEX.

AND i used to have the hugest crush on..

LEE RYAN. YES.

what? HE'S CUTE, OK? yes one might advice me to stop if i wish to save my reputation from fluidly running downthedrain, but since ihadnone in the first place, i dont run the risk of defacement. AND i have Westlife on my iPod (uptown girl only). AND the C21 version of One Night In Bangkok. holy carp. fuck me, man.

Got a body like whoa (like whoa)
Why you waitin over there let's roll
Take it all the way to the top floor
And let's get Bubblin' girl, Bubblin' girl

xD

ill do you a favour and say hello

i decided to be useful and update. that's as useful as i can get during my board exams(AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA) , because i am just plain genetically incapable of being useful to MYSELF and studying.

so here. HELLO. my AUDITORY CANAL IS BLOCKED! ITS NOT A BOIL BUT I DONT KNOW WHAT IT IS! IM GOING TO DIE OF A SWOLLEN EAR! THIS IS IT! FINAL GOODBYE! EAT A SANDWICH IN MY MEMORY! ANDLISTEN TO BADONKA DONKEY AND GO CRAZY AND RIP YOUR PILLOWS AND DRAW SPIRALS ON THE WALLS AND DRINK SOME BEER! HURRAH!

MOST IMPORTANTLY LISTEN TO BADONKA DONKEY!
all you indie fans, you know you KNOW YOU KNOW, YES? THE BORN RUFFIANS WILL EAT YOUR BRAIN AND YOUR PELVIS AND YOUR INTESTINES!

a little more useful, i should be, you think? OK !
HERE! CLICK CLICK CLICK! i dug up link so i could be useful. appreciate the effort and drink some wine at my funeral.

OM

now yesterday, i got drunk i felt like a yogini i texted half the people i know with the name of the whiskey i'd just had and the namah shivaya chant and i drew this and then i fell asleep feeling like i know all there is to know about the origin of everything and the self and masturbation and isolation and NOTHING'S GONNA CHANGE MY WORLLLLD.

i think. i want to run away to the himalayas.

OH THIS IS THE SCRAP VERSION:
TELL ME WHICH ONE YOU HATE MORE *!*

and repeat repeat repeat:

people still wanting to buy my prints, email me at shriparnasarkar@yahoo.com

(dont let the watermarks scare you)

count your blasseengs

pathetic time ive been having, really. in general. as always. pathetic new year, birthday my fucking foot, santa claus never really existed anyway, mothers always do (ignore this, really).


BUT.


good thing is, good things dont not happen,yknow.
so i am cranky with everyone i know. im a bastard that way, without meaning to be, but how is that an excuse heh :P and some people take in all the shit i keep throwing in all directions,andstill give me reasons to sing ..

YOUAAAAALWAYSTOOKMEWITTTTHASMILEWHENIIIIIWASDOWNNNNNNNN

(from-on mercury. happymaking song anyway.by RHCP.i want to eat their faces. diggable peoples.)

moving on, the goodstuff. (in order of occurrance)

factor#1(fragrating agent): SD gives me smiley pebble smelling of, as i was told, axe aftershave.listen dood, i havea thing for pebbles. dont laugh at me. i like that pebble and people dont give me pebbles so there. this makes it to the list.

factor#2 (de-pissingoff agent ) : emomail from sneha. i cant handle emo, mens.and since i was sloshedwhen i read it, it was worse. holy crap, it WAS.didnt speak to her for two days straight because i didnt know what to say and i end up not bringing things up later,usually, giving the impression im taking everything for granted. cant help, man. i suck at these things.




..she painted that for me. LALALA ACRYLICS ON RED(WHATEVERITSISCALLED)PAPER.she's a star and im a pile of jonjaal. xD oh but thassok with her, so why complain *!*
factor #3 (WATTOSAY): SHRAVANTHI'S LETTER <3 AAAAAAAAAA AND REACHING ON TIME.
factor #4(cheeringup/comfortingagent):

I'll sit by you near the ruins and make you
a daisychain of smiles and forgetmenots,
so when the astrologer passes by we can
laugh in his face (together) and tell him
you have friends.

shrutiperson.wrotepoemphormeonly.wattosay.:)

factor #5(ridding insecurities): PK agreed to adopt me.holy jizz. i can be their daughter. can you beat that? NO SIR NOT IN A MILLION YEARS. so yeah, when im not being a loosar at trying to make it as a phuchka waali or somesuch, im gonna be at home with mommy and daddy, (leaving them alone mostly, yeah. rest assured, you two) eating out of their refridgerator.

wait.

im going to be a joey. i just KNOW it. she's always going to be like monika too, i have a feeling.

anyway, point is, they cant change their mind after THIS. no effin way.

:dances:

facor #6 (MAJORHAPPYMAKINGGRINGRINGRINSMILESMILESMILEAWWINDUCING agent)

. The Ship by ~Babrus on deviantART

BARBRA DREW ME A PICTUR OF ME. in addition to my dA avatar, even my ID is by him now. blah. xD :dancesmoarandmoar:


ohcool something just pissed me off enough to make me stop typing anymore happythings. LISTEN.forgive me.iloveall, but am pissed off. no elaboration.

lookity

notice how my activity over here, and in the other blogs, increases exponentially during exams? more so during pre-boards ? more-er so before the MATHS exam in which flunkage is inevitable? oh well. I DREW NANANANNAHAJHSDF !1111111111ONEONEONE

SOMETIMES, IM SO MUCH FUN! self portrait click click

some other times, im just an alternating yellow and grey blot in the universe: not self portrait click click.

paint. i love paint. right now.

moving on, pencil, sketchbook, and photoshop. here:

Being glamorous.

being glamorous by ~weevilgirl on deviantART

.. one goof-up and you're the clown

every cocktail party turning upside down ..

must be so hard. haha.

i DONT KNOW WHY THERE'S THAT GLARING MISSPELL IN THE IMAGE, ITS OK ON DA BUT IT SHOWS A WRONG SPELLING HERE. IGNORE. GAH.

OKBYE.

4 MORE DAYS AND IT'LL BE A WEEK

so on the 18th of december when I WAS FEELING ALL CAPS i decided to write someshit everyday, something anything everyday, as journal entries. their shittyness, i tell you, is noteworthy but i DID MANAGE TO STICK TO IT FOR 3 HOLY DAYS *!*

so here are the thingies.

18th: decadencebegins here
19th: winterbegins here
20th: haha here.


i sorta love my wordpress at the moment xD so i think ill post everything there and post links here because all you bastards never check that blog anyway.

The Dark Knight

so i finally watched it so people can now talk about it within 20 feet of me [which i wasnt allowing hitherto]. but this post is not about how crazy awesome i thought it was, no gushing about no one, all that has been done over by everyone and im not good at such posts anyway. what i wanna fucking tell you is outrageously silly, and 100% true. the FIRST thought that crossed my mind while walking away from the seat i was fixed to for the entire time the lights were out, was this:
FUCK I WANT A BOMB BLAST HERE RIGHT NOW DYING IN A BOMB BLAST IS SO WHAT I WANT.

...
i amaze myself and this is not an attempt to make you laugh. its just so i remember.

ok so these are the posters i made for my room. customized images of bands i love.could make just two so far, will get a few more done in due time.

oasis

its got random lyrics from random oasis songs i love and its somewhat small-ish... its around normal birthdaycard size.

next,

THE BEATLES!

which, sneha thinks, is exactly two thousand five hundred and fifty five times better than the oasis one. i think i no did justice, but it looks fucking pretty in print. :D this one's bigger- A4 size and since sneha loved it she got herself one and i have one too. she prints my stuff watte dawling no? :D

look at THIS:

done last evening at her(sneha's) place, right under her nose :P
and she didnt seem to mind! we laughed our asses off, i tellew.funfun
xD

product of boredomity throughout last week. fullview please.

girlpaperaddict by ~weevilgirl on deviantART

my first shit done on the computer totally. the girl drawed on GIMP [which is a great free software btw, but i havnt used it much :P ] and other stuff on photoshop with textures and brushes used.

randomsketch by ~weevilgirl on deviantART

random sketch, as it says.


Touched:

touched by ~weevilgirl on deviantART


conceptual, as it says. oh well i thought of it only while i was trying to tweak it in photoshop, not while sketching.



she

suninhereyes by ~weevilgirl on deviantART

girl of the seas and skies..
she's a goddess in her mind.

was totally random started off as a doodle, and well, ended as one too :P


Edited:

girl of the seas and skies by ~weevilgirl on deviantART

:D

YES DONE DONE THERE YOU GO!

oh and lastest photomanip is here.

flickr and dA have both been updated with pictures, but nothing much anyway. also, readlastpost if you havnt, cause ilike it. yes im asking you to. yes im like that only whattodo.

i've been away-ish from this place, cause i've started ANOTHER blog, again without any specific reason. runnyfingers. that one, yes. im a sucker for rant blogs, and thats what all of them end up as. so anyway, updates.

summer vacations are on. ISC results are out and are SCARY AS FUCK. i dont wanna be around this planet this time next year. :S

flickr is great.there's this group i found, called CD COVER MEME.

About CD Cover Meme
Always wanted to be in a rock band?Well, here's your chance...sort of. Make your own CD Cover with the following steps and rocket yourself to mulit-platinum status and start fending off the groupies.

1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random

The first article title on the page is the name of your band.

2. www.quotationspage.com/random.php3

The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.

3. www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/

The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4. ???

5. Profit

so i joined today, and made a cover today itself :D
Source photo:
www.flickr.com/photos/slimjim/2506817180/

itwasfun!

i'd done another cover for my Graphics assignment, which is here:

source photo: taken by me. sneha's camera. my lowely fender. <3

ok so this one's suppossed to be a compilation of guitar pieces by three jazz guitarists, whoever and whoever and whoever. so that.

i havnt done the spine or back cover for either i must imust :P

so thassit for now.

live forever..

falling into infinisea by ~weevilgirl on deviantART


fullview, plis. click on the damn pic, yes. =P
this was DURING the eve exam. at the back of the question paper. finished the 3 hour paper in 45 mins i dont think i wrote much no. end of discussion.





beforeyoureachneptune by ~weevilgirl on deviantART

and this, was for shay. something i had maded ages back and i just could NOT complete it cause i was lazy. now its done and scanned and uploaded. tada!

and BOTH are related to the song live forever (oasis) yeah. the first has its lyrics and in the second, the girl there, which would be me yes, is singingthat song.no she isnt yelling she's singyelling. xD like i was while drawing em.

p.s: one of my favouritest blogpages that i used to read silently has made itself private im MORE THAN HEARTBROKEN DUDE.or no. DOODS. :'[