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When a girl

Says you have a hot personality, she really means you're ugly.

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"Hop into the Maroon 5, it's not rock and roll, she will be loved,"

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Yesterday

Was rainy and cold which made me want to stay indoors, but I needed a haircut. I shrugged off my fatigue and overall laziness, and ventured to the barbershop. As soon as I entered I was relieved to see that nobody was waiting. I hate waiting for haircuts. Watching other people get serviced while you wait is like being in line at Great America. Those lucky bastards. Anyway,I saw something very strange after taking my seat. It was a man threading another man's eyebrows. He had the thread in his mouth and would bob up and down to remove the hair. I won't go into the details, but it didn't look very Adam and Eve. What made it odder was the look of the men. Now, I don't like to profile people based on their ethnicity, well that's a lie, but you know what I mean, but let's just say I wouldn't want to run into these guys in a dark alley. I was hoping the threading would be done in a prompt manner because it started before I came, but it took much longer than I had expected. The shop had another room where there were usually a few barbers. When I entered this room I immediately saw a very old woman getting a pedicure. Just great. I must have stumbled in on outlandish day. I then saw the owner who had cut my hair many times in the past, but he was busy with a customer. After taking a seat a Desi woman who was probably in her early 30's walked in. She went behind a curtain and disappeared for a few moments. When she returned I noticed that she has a huge gold-stud nose ring. Then she asked me: "Do want hairuct?" I said sure and made my way to the chair. When she put the cape around me and the white strip around my neck, I began to choke. Homegirl was trying to catch a murder case before noon. I told her I felt uncomfortable. She replied with: "Is too much tight?" I said yes and then the owner said: "Him saying is too much tight. Make looooooooose." She loosened the noose and I told her what I wanted. I got a bit scared because she was fumbling through a drawer looking for the appropriate clippers. This added to my apprehension of almost having my wind-piped crushed, and the fact that I had never visited her and wasn't sure how good she was at her job, made my anxiety heighten. When she found what she was looking for, she started to use hairspray on the machine that was to trim my hair. I thought hairspray was for hair, but what the hell do I know? She began with the top of my head. Not a bad job so far. When she got to the sides, I was pleased. When she got to the back of my head, this is where I thought things might go wrong because I couldn't see her work. Also, I don't know if I have a small head, or she has huge hands, but when she put her hand on top of my hand to get better control ( that sounded really wrong) her fingernails were damn near my earlobes. I bet she could grip a basketball with one hand. All of a sudden she stopped because the barber next to her wanted to know which beverage of that was on the ledge by the mirrors was hers. She pointed at a bottle of Evian water and said: "This mine." Then she pointed to a 20oz of Diet Coke and said:"This not mine. So that mean must be yours." Amazing deduction skills. Maybe she should give up her job and become a detective. After the haircut was done she showed me the finished product. I wasn't too happy with it, but I said I was because I wanted to get the hell out of there. By this point she had choked me, tried to crush my skull, sprayed her tools with a foreign substance, and probably had vodka in her water bottle which explained the previous incidents. I tipped her pretty well. Well, at least I think I did. The grim look on her face suggested otherwise. I am Baliwala. I go to the Motherland to my hair layered by future crime solvers named Priya Holmes. That is all.

Pic my friend took in Vancouver

The beard

A friend of mine made this

High school

Was a joke. I mean this is in a social context. This is where cliques and identities are formed to some extent, well at least that's what most people think. I was the quiet kid in school. I had some friends, but most of the people I socialized and hung out with went to other schools in different areas. I showed up to class half awake, disinterested, and mainly spoke to people who sat immediately by me. Most people thought I was high all of the time. This was not true. I was high only a few times. My high school had a large population so it was easy to blend in and go unnoticed. Many thought I was odd, and maybe they were right. the daily grind of going to class sucked the life out of me. I went to school and rapidly left. I hated that place. After graduation I kept in contact with some people. This was mainly through Facebook. After speaking to some of these people after graduation, they were surprised that I actually had a personality and was not as introverted as they originally thought. When they would ask me why I never showed this side during school, I responded with: "Well bitch, you never spoke to me. That's why." And in certain cases: "Bitch, when I tried to speak to you, you were plain rude." Also, certain rumors spread about me didn't help my cause. My point is that, as cliche as it sounds, don't judge a book by its cover. At least read the preface lol jk. You know what I mean. Do not gauge a person or their life based on an awkward stage of their existence, or on a small amount of data you have gathered yourself or through others. Do not ridicule people in the past and expect them to be your friends in the future. In my case, I have not shunned any of these people because I find that to be petty. I'm like an Oak tree. I'll always be here. Depends on you if you want to acknowledge that. We all have our ups and downs. Recent minutes, days, weeks, or even years should be taken into consideration, but if a person is humble and is willing to admit their mistakes, all ill should be forgotten. People change, especially over the span of years where various events take place, and that is something that is not recognized by many. I am Baliwala. No matter what age I am, I'll always be the coolest motherfucker you'll ever know. That is all.

It's always a good

Feeling to have a friend contact you and spark up a genuine conversation, even if it's been years of since you last spoke. Not one of those bullshit "Hey, what's up? Nm, you? Chillin." convovs, but one where somebody sincerely cares about your life and well being. You know who you are, and I appreciate you and the effort you've made. I hope to make the same effort in the same future. I am Baliwala. Thanks for not forgetting me. That is all.

Girls

How upfront are you with other guys when it comes to telling them you have a significant other? Meaning, if you strike a friendship, even casually with a male, how long do you wait to tell them you are romantically involved with somebody else? Do you think it's ok to flirt with other males while in a relationship? Do you view flirting as innocent or misleading? Please leave your responses in a comment below. Remember, you can stay anonymous.

Guys

Have you ever purposely told a girl that you had feelings for her, when you really didn't, in order to captivate her attention, or to hook up? Have you gone as far as saying you love her for these reasons? Have you told a girl you're just dating her in order to have an excuse to be with other girls? Also, have you flat out cheated. Would you marry or be in a committed relationship with a girl who wasn't a virgin or had multiple partners? Please leave your responses in the comments below. Remember, you can remain anonymous.

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My artwork

Chick

Peacock

Spiderman

Black moon with white eyes (abstract piece)

Horse

Bhanchode

Chicago

My friend Sana. Don't know which one. I know too many Sana's

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I have a routine

For almost everything I do. Whether big or small, there's a method. Most of you are the same. I usually don't realize it until there is a hiccup in the plans. I'll give a small example. When I enter the building of my school, the first thing I do is use the bathroom. Why? Because I'm self-conscious and hate having to get up in the middle of class to urinate. I feel like everybody is watching me when I get up. While I'm gone I believe others are thinking I'm up to no good. It's worse when I come back because I get stares as if I don't belong in the classroom. Maybe they think I haven't washed my hands. It's paranoia, I know. Anyway, after I entered the building a few days ago, I did my thing. After I use the bathroom the next thing I do is take a drink from the water fountain. I know what you're thinking. Wouldn't this inevitably make me get up during class? No sir or madam. I take in an amount that does not push me to that point. It's a science, not self-sabotage. This day was different though. Usually there is nobody at the water fountain, but today there was. As soon as I saw someone was there I got pissed. This threw off my whole routine. I had never been in this predicament. I kept walking towards the fountain. After about 7 steps, I realized it was a Desi girl. She was wearing a flower print skirt and was very attractive. Now, I wasn't very upset. I approached the fountain and my goodness did she take her sweet time. Baby girl, I understand it's free and that our culture has a certain stereotype associated with free things, but c'mon. Really? Eventually she left and I got my fill of H20. A part of me was still upset, so when she turned around and looked at me, I scowled at her as I wiped my mouth. I didn't mean for her to see that, it just happened. She replied with a dumb look. Ya know, that look where the lips are crooked and eyes get big? Yeah, that one. I don't think I'll ever see her again. Well maybe I will if I run a marathon and I reach for a cup of water after 5 KM. She might be there to snatch it from me. I am Baliwala. I put more importance on my parched throat than flirting. That is all.

I usually don't

Smile in pics but I decided to change that.

My top 5 MC's

Alive. In no particular order. 1. Nas 2. Eminem 3. AZ 4. Kanye 5. Jay-Z Leave your list or any rappers you think I missed in a comment below.

Urban Dictionay Word of the Day 6

shoeicide

Shoes that kill you feet but look good so girls wear them.
Did you see Ali's shoe?

Yeah, they were so tall she musta been commiting shoeicide.

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Guys

Please stop over complimenting ugly girls. Don't get me wrong. I'm not saying to not compliment or even be mean to ugly girls, but there's a limit. If you think a girl is sweet, nice, or intelligent, then let them know that's how you feel. Do not substitute what you really mean with words like cute or hot. This sends the wrong message to these creatures. This lets them believe that they are more attractive then they are, and if you're an ugly guy spewing this bullshit, it makes the girl think that they are above you and that you don't have a chance in hell with a hot piece of ass like herself.In some cases these girls will remain humble, but in most situations they won't. They let these lies go to their head. They also spread this infection by lying to other ugly girls; mainly their hideous friends. The more you compliment her and she doesn't respond the way you want her to, the more frustrated you'll get. You'll slowly realize you're being put in the friend zone. What makes it worse is that it's by an ugly girl. Because of this frustration you take out your anger on unsuspecting females, some of which are not ugly. It's a vicious cycle. Please do yourself a favor and stop or stop a friend who is engaging in this activity. I am Baliwala. Oh hey ugly girl. You're very intelligent, but your face is nasty. That is all.

Gangsta rap

A birthday card a fan made me

Click on the right corner of the card

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Would you hit it?

Ufff

Urban Dictionay Word of the Day 5

fugazy

A fake - not authentic

Hey, I don't know, how da fuk you knew, that ring, was a fugazy...
I'll see ya tomorra!

The blog

Isn't updated with stories often because it involves things and people that can't be mentioned. This is why you get videos and screenshots of odd things instead. As much as I share on here, there is still a line that I wish not to cross. Sometimes I have to remind myself that anybody can read this, and there might be repercussions. Even then, I try to be as open as possible. I've answered any question posed to me multiple times, just so you might get an idea of my thought process. I feel that if more people were then the level of understand of people would be better, and it would lead to less miscommunication. This is why I try to share as much as possible, but to a point. For example, I could share many stories from the beginning of this month until now, but it involves people that I would never mention, and things that I am not comfortable sharing with the public. With that being said, I will still try my best to give you a peek into my average, everyday life. I am Baliwala. I have to remain somewhat mysterious.

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