TheMusik awards are SO fucked up.

It’s that time of the year – the time when I want to visit a therapist for OCD issues. Obsessive and compulsive over the results for TMAs. Psh yeah it’s pretty crazy.

Best Song:

Nominees:
Chaltay Chaltay – Jal
Pehli Nazar – Atif Aslam
Pahelian – Mauj
Neend Na Aye – Fuzon
Roya Re – Shiraz Uppal

My heart says: Roya re by Shiraz Uppal..

Uppal has been working his ass off for years. Royal Re is a great song. I want him to win.

My head says: Pahelian by Mauj

They’re probably the first Pakistani rock n roll band.. and Pahelian’s a great song.

Current results say: Atif is winning, Jal’s second,and then there’s Uppal. Sigh!

Best Video:

Nominees:
Nahin Hai Yeh Pyaar – Haroon
Malal – Abbas Ali Khan
Sohniye – Dr. Aur Billa
Pahelian – Mauj
Sajania – Ali Zafar

My heart says: Nahin Hai Yeh Pyaar by Haroon

Umar Anwar! Umar Anwar! Umar Anwar! If he wins, he might marry me. Hmm!! Please vote for him. I insist! If you love me, you’ll vote for this video. Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee???? I love Umar!!

My head says: Malal by Abbas Ali Khan

… for obvious reasons.

Current results say: Ali Zafar’s winning.. But Haroon needs (51-26=?) to win. Please vote! Please! For Haroon’s video. Please!

Best English Song

*Skipped*

See for yourself.

Best Sound Track (OST)

*Skipped*

See for yourself.

Most Wanted Male:

Nominees:
Atif Aslam
Ali Zafar
Ali Azmat
Shafqat Amanat Ali

I wont really say anything.. I’m voting for Ali Zafar. :]

Most Wanted Female:

EW! EW! EW!

I still don’t get why Annie is winning. Oh wait! I forgot! She’s Danish Khawaja’s wife’s sister.

Most Wanted Band:

Nominees:
Strings
Jal
Josh
Meekal Hasan Band
Roxen

My everything says: Meekal Hasan Band.

I don’t know HOW MHB and Roxen can be in the same category. They’re not even close. TMAs are fucked up. FUCKED UP! If anyone from TheMusik is reading this, I want you to know that I hate the nominations. F.U.C.K.E.D U.P. Biased! I hate! HATE HATE!

Results say: Roxen is winning.. then Jal..and then Strings. Pakistanis need to wake up.. I swear!

Pepsi Rising Star:

Whatever.

KURRI SAYS:

These awards are fucked up. VERY fucked up.

WHAT THE FUCK!

I think I’m going to have an emotional breakdown very soon.

I’m my parents’ online daughter.

Aray o kaleya! Apun apna forehead feel kar raha tha na.. okay I give up. I was just ‘feeling’ my forehead. All those perverts who just associated it with ‘feeling’ other things, please smile because seriously, that’s what I thought about too. Like I mentioned in the previous post, I was suffering from verbal constipation which of course means that now I’m shitting like anything. Shitting words that is. That’s a lot better than shitting shit though because like, shit smells bad. Ask me! I shit every day. I hope all of you shit every day too, or at least once in two days because seriously, if you don’t, there’s something mega wrong with you, lol.

As I was saying, I was just ‘feeling’ my forehead. It was unconscious okay. I swear! I don’t go around touching my forehead because seriously, that’s like, like so, like very like uncool you know like… SO I figured that there’s one tiny little free space (of almost my index finger’s width) up there. My forehead has always been so full of those little pink things that I kind of gave up on having any vacancy up there, lol. And now suddenly I have this space! Thank you Allah Mian. I sense progress. I really do.

On a funner note, I had THE most hilarious conversation with Anime-and-Gym-Obsessed-Friend (lets call him AGOF). There’s sarcasm everywhere ranging from under his cap to inside my socks when we speak. Of course we have our LoFaS (Lack of Food and Sleep) times when nothing goes right. Like today, we were speaking about my career and I called myself my parents’ “online daughter” instead of only daughter, lol. I was hungry, lol. And then of course we had the usual ‘egg whites are bad for you’ talks. He’s obsessed with them. Like obsessed obsessed and I hate eggs. Like hate hate. According to my theory, eating egg white = eating the yolk’s skin = increase in skin cells = more skin.

Does anyone else agree with me?

You do?!

Thank you. I love you too

PS. My posts have become so weird. They creep me out :/ .. Help! My amma thinks I’m going mad.

PPS. I love you

PPPS. My friend spoke to ‘him’ yesterday (I think :/) and ‘he’ only told her ‘his’ side of the story. I conveniently became the bitch, heh. Why is it always the girl’s fault? Sigh!

PPPPS. I was planning on doing a special 1000-hits post but I guess it happened before I even knew it. Thanks for coming here folks.. Now please remind me before 2000. I had this whole thing planned and.. yeah I forgot to look, sigh. (I lie. I had nothing planned but you know I was thinking of making a special post.)

PPPPPS. How many of you looked at the number of hits?

PPPPPPS. Too many Ps ?!

Verbal constipation.. hence the video and no words of my own

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I love you Shahzad :)

My mother
is addicted.
Not to the usual things
but to tea.
She drinks it
day and night.
I think she enhales it
but I never really checked.
I always wondered why
but I never really asked.

A few days ago
I got an email.
It said Teabreak on it
and I got my answer.
Pakistanis drink tea
and so should you.
Even if you’re not Pakistani
It’s pretty darn awesome.

Yes Shahzad, I completely bullshitted this.. But at least I did it (a week late, lol.) xD

I’m not the only perverted person.

Guys, please check THIS out.

THIS

THIS

THIS

THIS

So I really am a bad influence ehh?

This just made my day

My water just broke!!!!!

I can’t write at all these days. An idea comes to my mind but I can never find the right words to portray it. It’s just like sitting in the bathroom after a long day of eating lots of fibers but not drinking enough water. You’re just sitting there.. You really want to release the pressure but you can’t. You blame yourself for not drinking that H20 your Mama told you about. You pray to God that you’ll offer a few Nafls as long as it just comes out. You even start feeling nauseous. Then suddenly, POP! There it goes.. Free.. In the land of all the other shit. Yes that’s exactly how I feel right now, lol.

It’s a lazy Sunday. I’m supposed to go to three graduation parties, 1 graduation ceremony, and 1 baby shower. Will I go? No. I’ll sit in my pjs and laugh while other girls wear those gay pants and the top that totally highlights their womanly features.. Except that the womanly features are pretty much nonexistent and all you can do is laugh at such people, lol. Then you see the boys who come out in their Hollister shirts and those currently in fashion not too long shorts. It’s like they’re inviting you to eat the forbidden fruit.. with them! Tsk tsk.

Remember! Kabhi bhi Desi event par blouse na pehan kar jana. They’ll say you’re pregnant. Advice yaad rakhna female-doston. Aur larkay doston.. Please stop wearing not-too-long shorts. We end up adding a bunch of gunaahs to our already very long list.

*Muah*