Paris Fest

Best friends can be won. Literally.

That's what the Brits were all yakking all about Dubailala-land with the Hilton heiress arriving in Dubai and looking for her next BFF.

Oh BFF...the buzz word of the new millenium. Best friend forever. So who'd like to be her best friend?

Gawd!!!

It's a crazy world nowadays. I finished all 8 episodes of Paris British Best Friend and even downloaded her 2005 movie, the House of Wax.

It was little entertainment but too much of Paris is too dull and boring for me.

Now off to my stuff. Too much of the same subject for a weeklong really bites.

Whoa... that's a good segue to TRUE BLOOD.

Tata!

A pretty face with an ugly dick?

Your Tom Cruise look-alike gym mate finishes his workout and is on his way home. Both of you were the last gym members leaving the place. You rode a non-CCTV lift and suddenly your eyes connected with him.

Everything happened in a split-second.

You're fingers are carresing his preciously kept tool. You have managed to slip your slippery fingers inside his pants. Slowly, a head strong little Peter tainted with a mix of black and brown
surprised ou like a Jack-in-a-box.

Here's the Million dollar question.

Should you proceed or call it a raincheck?

GLEE - A New Beginning!


Season enders after season enders...

After Celebrity Apprentice, America's Next Top Model, Fringe and after the lost of my Idol, Adam Lambert, comes GLEE.

A new musical series they said is a copy of High School Musical.

Methinks this is even better.

I so love my FIREFOX theme


I'm considering this to be part of my blogsite.

Silence kills.

Silence is killing me.
All rants...turn down to deep sighs.
Excitement into throbbing heartbeats
Heavy laughter into simple smiles.

I want myself to be heard
The serenity I want to break
I want to make a loud noise
And make silence be heard out loud.

Matt Giraud Out!

As per statistics and likability says, Matt G., the very first Idol saved by judges - has to go and ends his Idol journey.

Just my gut feeling.

I believe Matt and Kris will be this week's final two.

Fringe!!!

I've been stung with the Fringe mania.

Why? Because it's strange and stirs a lot of interesting indirect relation with Lost. Though I'm not a fan of the latter, I might consider downloading some seasons from Lost and see how their plot coincide.

Here are some little facts that I've researched from the Net:


Lance Reddick as Special Agent Philip Broyles (Fringe) / as Matthew Abaddon - who claimed to be an attorney for Oceanic Airlines when Hurley returned to the Santa Rosa Mental Health Institution in Lost's fourth season premiere.
He reappered during the second and eleventh episode of the same season and of the seventh episode of fifth season as the same character, Matthew Abaddon.
Source: Wikipedia.

Oceanic Airlines - The mystycal airlines that got the whole crew into the mystical island of Lost and reappeared in Fringe's pilot and ninth episode.

Other factors why we watch Fringe?

Easter Egg Hunting!!! - What do you mean by that? Fringe has a way to lure it's viewers from rechecking their TiVo's previous episode for some mysterious clues.

First, Fringe has the Observer. He's like to that Waldo character that you look for each and every episode except that this guy is an eerie bald version of him from the planet or dimension that we'll have to know in the future Fringe episodes. Next, is the "Next episode Clue", where you'll have to familiarize yourself with the smallest details and come back from the previous episode what's common among them. Lastly, is the Fringe glyphs. This I'll have to investigate more.
Source: www.eastereggs.fringetelevision.com

So there you are and we're not even talking of the main character yet.

I'm Not Wicked eNuff!

I'd love to have loads of friends. I'd love to be friends with anyone actually.

But there are limits to this. I've been a jolly manipulative bitch most of the time but I'm not in anyway a person full of negativities.

I surround myself with positive aura. But definitely, I abhor those people who reason out that they are not negative and indulge to other people's failure. This has to stop.

Friendship ends now.

Goodbye! Nice meeting you.

24 Update - sdfwrgiergoerfgwddfvnd

I'm sorry I just banged the keyboard discovering another freaking twist. It's not a mole inside the FBI but another freaking traitor from the lead characters.

Bleep. Bleep. Bleep.

End.

Gym Funventures

Mr. World strikes again!

For the 3rd time we did it again in the gym's cubicle. This disproves the theory that all muscle men have small ding-a-lings.

The Self-indulgent Indian

This idiot-of-a-guy just stormed at me and said, "First and foremost, I'm not gay. I don't want to fuck nor get fucked" as he gyrates his hips whimsically as he narrates. He scooted and went to the exit and I was like, "Fuck! What was that?!!!" in my mind. I went down the ab machine and pranced at him and yelled at him..."What's that all about?! I mean, I was like friendly to you the whole time I see you here in the gym and why do I get that feeling that you just attacked me?"

Okay, let's set things straight. First, I don't like you. You're not my type. You're old. There are far more better cute guys than you (I'm not sure with my grammar but as I recall that's what I said). Lastly, you're Indian.

He was a self-indulgent Indian who claimed to be a Canadian with an Arabic father. From what I see, he's just a son of a loathing Indian bitch-whore who got Canadian immigration papers.

To all Indian dogs out there...

Eat shit!!!

Fuck Anoop Desai!!! Loool.