Good day.

I’ve had bloody enough.

Yes ladies, gents and school appointees, I have simply had enough, I am through and I am having done with it all. You lot are probably hoping that I am talking about my life. Sorry to disappoint you. I am talking about my blog. No, don’t start celebrating just yet; I’m not shutting it down. I am however, going back to basics. You see, I’ve been thinking. Don’t post comments about the humor in the previous statement because I’ll delete them anyway. Like I was saying, I’ve been thinking, and have come to the conclusion that I have, or at least am about to backseat the whole point of this Journal. The thing was started so I could write whatever I liked without giving half a hoot about what others thought. Obviously, I have digressed. I admit it, until recently, I gave too much of bat's buttock about what you insignificant lesers mortals thought. I have now decided that all ‘frills’ that I have added to this Journal (saving only the colour scheme and comments, but including daily questions, Webstat and Firefox icons and my counter) are all going out the window.

Henceforth, I do not give a f***.
God that feels good.

Also, today was Ram Naumi which basically means that my sister gets loads of dough, and I get a treat, courtesy her. God bless her kind, gentle soul. Those who have called me on the telly at home will know that I say that only because she reads this Journal.

Revision of Nomenclature.

This is the first nomenclature revision in the great and glorious history of Da Klan. I hereby decree, by the power vested in me by the rank and office of the Azgez of the Bloodfists that hereinafter, the creature that was up until this moment referred to as Da Geek, shall be called, Mista Puhrezident, on account of him jointly ascending the throne of the Exun clan (one of the lesser clans) along with Sir Altitude. Since His Airiness already holds knighthood, he will not be renamed. Also, Da Pro Gramma shall be called H.Ed. Pro Gramma. As Da Deep One has, by self-proclamation, acceded the throne of Blah, he shall be called His Majesty, The Badshah of Blah.
More tomorrow.
Like everyone says now,
Cheerio then.
AZGEZ BLOODFIST WAS HERE!!!

Good day.

Shocks …

The above title probably leads you to believe that the day was full of shocks. Good, that’s its object. These shocks were however, not only mental, they were quit physical. I’ve been hit four times today with bolt of pure static electricity, and it is no fun. I get up, pick up the quilt, and wham; I’m zapped. I get out of the car; I’m fried. It’s amazing. More like crazy.

Second shock of the day: FIITJEE mathematics paper was disastrous. Disastrously simple, that is. Writing anything after this like saying “Albert Einstein, a noted scientist”.

Also the ICT is doing well in Multan. The Master (Sachin) has decided not to touch a ball unless it physically digresses from its trajectory and dives onto his bat. The Butcher (Sehwag) on the other hand, has decided not to leave a ball be unless it physically digresses from its trajectory and dives away from his bat. We are in pretty good shape but, which is good.
I will be writing about antonyms in the near future, the first entry shall be entitled ‘Women and Logic’.

Also, I notice that of all those self proclaimed brilliant people who have been commenting about how easy yesterday’s second question was and such like have been unsuccessful is completing a nursery rhyme. Go burn yourselves.
Previous answers –
1) “Up Jack got and home did trot as fast as he could caper,
To old dame Dob who patched his knob with vinegar and brown paper”.
2) Catcher in the Rye
Today’s question- Lord of the Rings; Name the only beacon of Gondor visible in Rohan.
AZGEZ BLOODFIST WAS HERE!!!

Good day.
Two questions, because I could not put one up yesterday.
Q1. Complete the nursery rhyme: "Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water, ..... , Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill came tumbling after".
Q2. Which of JD Salinger's books is narrated by a kid by the name of 'Holden'?
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Good day.

And So It Begins, The Beginning Of The END

It’s true Ladies and Gents; today was the first day of my last school year. All new teachers, so that’s something to write about. Here they are, in no particular order.
1. Mr. Prem Dhawan: - After a year of enduring Da Banshee this guy is a godsend. He’s reasonably funny, and makes chemistry fun, which Da Banshee is just plain incapable of. He’s also our class teacher. Good.
2. Mr. Kathooria: - Haven’t the foggiest clue about the spelling of his name. He’s your standard issue board class mathematics teacher. Boring, grumpy looking, and in love with mathematics. His moustache doubles as a protective guard to his mouth against flies and such like.
3. Mr. Mukesh: - I’m told he’s a really good computer science teacher, and he probably is. Has sideburns the size of Louisiana.
4. Mrs. Renu Nagarkar:- She’s the H.O.D. for English. I’ve heard that she is pathetically strict. Tell you what; she looks it. Not that it matters, but methinks that her hairdo went out with the Byzantine Empire.
5. Mrs. Shobha Mehta: - Very jovial person. Missed her class because of the Editorial Board interview, can’t really comment.
Big C (M.B.I.H.P.S.) is just too old to exist. Apart from being really really stupid, she is plain evil. She is so friggin’ evil that when she passes by a toilet, the toilet flushes itself. The stuff between her ears started rotting sometime after the birth of The Prophet Mohammed (M.P.B.U.H.) who I suspect was ten years her junior (in age). I’ll stop writing about her now, lest the mention of her evil existence, pollute this journal.
Da Tall Dark And Decomposing One made head boy, which is good. The official oath of office will be taken tomorrow. I’ve applied for the Ed. Board; we’ll see what transpires.
Today’s Question: What ancient Greek island-town was Hippocrates from?

AZGEZ BLOODFIST WAS HERE!!!