Michael Mortetti,
The hardest part of life is maintaing girls..Man are they god-damned expensive..
"hey dear, i want to go to Coffee Day today","How about a movie ??""No,Lets go that ice cream parlour". And at the end of all these questions my finger wants to raise and show the three stripes..Literally i meant FU....But if i raise anything except my ..... (wallet),I will be left screeched at..
I never really liked Rithika...But when she proposed to me a few months back, I was like no..lets make it a capital 'N'o...After a few days of deep contemplation and thought,i decided that i am finally love struck ( I CLAIM). I couldn't feel any Butterflies in my stomach
but still,even a cockroach is welcome currently..
I finally got the nerve to ask her out and she welcomed me with open arms..
Rithika,isnt' the exact definition of a HOT female,but still she looks good enough..
We decided to go on a date to Coffee day that day,I got dressed up with the hope that some good looking chick will throw a second glance at me....
The menu card was placed on the table.She took it and told" one brownie,one Hot choclate and grenita"..Listening her utter that,made me loose my appetite..I was like " I am not feeling well,i dont' want anything"(B****,i don't have any more cash,don't fuckin keep ordering).
She gave a Big Ahhh and said "Sorry dear,Take care"..("You stop robbing my freakin wallet ,u little ........)"yeah ok,no probs.."
We finished hogging..or rather she finished hogging and the bill came..124 bucks + taxes...=150..Yeah baby,i made it..I am continously bankrupt for the last 4 days...
We decided to take a stroll along the park,and i was thankful that She didn't order any more....
When we were wakling along,She held my hand slowly............
A 5 amps current shook my body & i was like WOOooooooooW.That was the first time we touched...
We didnt' exchange a single sentence and we didn't know what to do either...I cleared my throat and was like,Rithika,"Time is 8.30pm...If u don't mind lets go"..She immediately nodded & i dropped her in her residence and i went to mine..
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Michael Mortetti,
10.30 am,
Breaks..Ahhhh.the Feeling of ecstasy on whiling away 2 classes....The traditional standing outside the class and chattering away to glory..The second bell rang....Mathematics...
10.35 am,
Good morning students,(in a feminish tone)..
Last class we were discussing about complex numbers...(sure hell we did)..
I got bugged and started staring at a monkey outside....It was all over the tree...(i meant jumping about),it was about to go down when I was caught...
"Michael,What are u doing??".."Sir,I....""Why do you look at the monkey when I am here...."told the teacher,Raman..
I was like WTF???Monkeys are way graceful when compared to u , brother...
"Sir,Sorry Sir,I won't look at the monkey when you are there..".
Every one hooted..... even the girl to the left of me did....
I was grinning with joy...
11.15 am,
PT: Physical Training..
Time for some fun folks...Loads of masti in the Basket Ball court...
and we returned for lunch and the day passed like yet another day in school....
10.30 am,
Breaks..Ahhhh.the Feeling of ecstasy on whiling away 2 classes....The traditional standing outside the class and chattering away to glory..The second bell rang....Mathematics...
10.35 am,
Good morning students,(in a feminish tone)..
Last class we were discussing about complex numbers...(sure hell we did)..
I got bugged and started staring at a monkey outside....It was all over the tree...(i meant jumping about),it was about to go down when I was caught...
"Michael,What are u doing??".."Sir,I....""Why do you look at the monkey when I am here...."told the teacher,Raman..
I was like WTF???Monkeys are way graceful when compared to u , brother...
"Sir,Sorry Sir,I won't look at the monkey when you are there..".
Every one hooted..... even the girl to the left of me did....
I was grinning with joy...
11.15 am,
PT: Physical Training..
Time for some fun folks...Loads of masti in the Basket Ball court...
and we returned for lunch and the day passed like yet another day in school....
School Days....
Michael Mortetti,
" Michael,Get up..Time to go for school!!!".God Damned...F*** the school,F*** the teachers...
Ladies and gentlemen,Michael is a slang machine...I am a short tempered brat...I looked myself at the mirror....Eyes dropping with sleep,Hair ruffled..Err..Mom,(""Can i Bunk school today? I am feeling sick..No,I need to study"")..Damned..No good reasons to cut school....All dresesed up,I looked at the watch..20 minutes left...Its impossible to reach school on time.."Like i care".The walk from the bus stop to the school was the most painful one,it took ages to cover 300 m...And when i was about to enter the class..."Michael,This is third time in four days you are late"screeched the teacher..("Wow!!I was on time once??")." Sorry maa'm.Bus broke down".
"Dont give reasons.Get inside" ("Send me home please..").."Yes ma'am"..
8.15 am,
" Today we are going to see the chemistry of the Ionic Bond..("US is goddamned bombing Iraq..Somebody stop them..") "When two atoms...." ("Go to hell, lady").."Hey Mike,Did u do the Gravitation problen..Kumar will murder us"..Now thats one reason why i hated Monday Mornings.Right at 9.30 that b****** will turn up and start off with some Greek and latin ,& claim it is physics.." I seriously wish a Rock fell on Newton,Bastard..an apple falls and he starts with maths..Why the f*** can't he cock up & eat that god-damned apple?".My best pal at school was Mitra,he was this exact definiton of fun-loving fellow and we had a great wavelength between us..
9.30 am,
"good morning students!!"..."He's here!"..I have never been visually disgusted by anyone except this Kumar..He is the prefect defintion of a Bastard in my dictionary .He never lets anyone at peace,not even the girls..Hez like a two-legged pig..lets say...Ad he started with gravitation..
My eyes were burning and it was like being doped..( i havent done b4,but heard abt it!)
Michael,Michael.."Yes Sir!"."Get out of my class"("My pleasure,u sick son of gun").."Yes Sir."
"Before that get you notebook here"(Now that wasn't expected..y the fuck do u want to check my notebook).I opened my notebook....lyrics of songs..a beautiful scenery...Cricket Hangman..Where the fuck is physics?.."Sir,I...."."I.... didn't bring my .......""Notebook"..
I was shooting prayers to heaven to save my ass when " Get out.I don't want to see ur face for a week".("I ain't Jolie my dear".God has always been generous with me.I owe u one God.One week...Its like ONE WHOLE WEEK...i struggled hard to hide my stupid little smirk...
" Michael,Get up..Time to go for school!!!".God Damned...F*** the school,F*** the teachers...
Ladies and gentlemen,Michael is a slang machine...I am a short tempered brat...I looked myself at the mirror....Eyes dropping with sleep,Hair ruffled..Err..Mom,(""Can i Bunk school today? I am feeling sick..No,I need to study"")..Damned..No good reasons to cut school....All dresesed up,I looked at the watch..20 minutes left...Its impossible to reach school on time.."Like i care".The walk from the bus stop to the school was the most painful one,it took ages to cover 300 m...And when i was about to enter the class..."Michael,This is third time in four days you are late"screeched the teacher..("Wow!!I was on time once??")." Sorry maa'm.Bus broke down".
"Dont give reasons.Get inside" ("Send me home please..").."Yes ma'am"..
8.15 am,
" Today we are going to see the chemistry of the Ionic Bond..("US is goddamned bombing Iraq..Somebody stop them..") "When two atoms...." ("Go to hell, lady").."Hey Mike,Did u do the Gravitation problen..Kumar will murder us"..Now thats one reason why i hated Monday Mornings.Right at 9.30 that b****** will turn up and start off with some Greek and latin ,& claim it is physics.." I seriously wish a Rock fell on Newton,Bastard..an apple falls and he starts with maths..Why the f*** can't he cock up & eat that god-damned apple?".My best pal at school was Mitra,he was this exact definiton of fun-loving fellow and we had a great wavelength between us..
9.30 am,
"good morning students!!"..."He's here!"..I have never been visually disgusted by anyone except this Kumar..He is the prefect defintion of a Bastard in my dictionary .He never lets anyone at peace,not even the girls..Hez like a two-legged pig..lets say...Ad he started with gravitation..
My eyes were burning and it was like being doped..( i havent done b4,but heard abt it!)
Michael,Michael.."Yes Sir!"."Get out of my class"("My pleasure,u sick son of gun").."Yes Sir."
"Before that get you notebook here"(Now that wasn't expected..y the fuck do u want to check my notebook).I opened my notebook....lyrics of songs..a beautiful scenery...Cricket Hangman..Where the fuck is physics?.."Sir,I...."."I.... didn't bring my .......""Notebook"..
I was shooting prayers to heaven to save my ass when " Get out.I don't want to see ur face for a week".("I ain't Jolie my dear".God has always been generous with me.I owe u one God.One week...Its like ONE WHOLE WEEK...i struggled hard to hide my stupid little smirk...
Who am I?
Michael Mortetti,Born on 31st december 1989
Who the hell am I??What the hell am i doing here???
Thats one question i have always thought of..Its better to leave it unanswered currently..It requires a lot of introspection which is too heavy to process for my mind..
Ok...Let me begin..I am Michael..Michael Mortetti..I have always lived a carefree life & will continue to do so..Tension is something which i hardly take...
I am a simple ,average school student..atleast that was what i was thinking for a long time..I had always been fascinated by the achievers and always wished to be there..right at the zenith..Every time,i used to look at someone,I wanted to be him...I wanted to be there.I wanted that damned place..I wanted that spot light..
I wanted to be everywhere...silverscreen,cricket ground,football field,political dias,a scientist.!
I never had any proper ambition in life,wandered in a road that had been taken by millions and millions..So what?Its not the road that is important..Is it?Its your final destination...I aimed for the stars......I have just taken flight.....Still tonnes of hurdles to cross,millions of people to cross....
Who the hell am I??What the hell am i doing here???
Thats one question i have always thought of..Its better to leave it unanswered currently..It requires a lot of introspection which is too heavy to process for my mind..
Ok...Let me begin..I am Michael..Michael Mortetti..I have always lived a carefree life & will continue to do so..Tension is something which i hardly take...
I am a simple ,average school student..atleast that was what i was thinking for a long time..I had always been fascinated by the achievers and always wished to be there..right at the zenith..Every time,i used to look at someone,I wanted to be him...I wanted to be there.I wanted that damned place..I wanted that spot light..
I wanted to be everywhere...silverscreen,cricket ground,football field,political dias,a scientist.!
I never had any proper ambition in life,wandered in a road that had been taken by millions and millions..So what?Its not the road that is important..Is it?Its your final destination...I aimed for the stars......I have just taken flight.....Still tonnes of hurdles to cross,millions of people to cross....
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