What inspired this post? It was a mail someone forwarded to me which just said "if you don't forward this mail immediately to 20 people, someone you love very dearly will die. I don't want anyone of my loved ones to leave this world so I am forwarding this to you". How nice of you. Well... fine... so you want to create a chain mail or something like that and are trying to make people forward it. But seriously, can't you think of anything else? Its a pretty sadistic way to create a chain mail, if you ask me...
Another very popular email is the friendship one which gives this nice aww-worthy poem and then at the end says "if you don't forward this to so many number of people, you will lose your best friend". Well, excuse me, but if you don't mind, I think my best friend will decide whether to leave me or not when I cross my limits or something. Let her decide. This stupid email doesn't have to tell me about what sorrow my friend is going to bring into my life. That mail filled more than half of my inbox quota! And the same goes for bad luck in love or my "boyfriend" ditching me.
Once, someone forwarded this email to me about bloody mary. No, I don't mean the drink bloody mary. I mean the horror movie character who is supposed to live in mirrors. What kind of pleasure do you get out of scaring people to forward that digustingly scary mail to others? Apparently, if I didn't forward the mail, bloody mary would get angry and then kill me the next time I saw the mirror. Look at me guys! I am still around! (touch wood). And yes, I do look into the mirror every single day. (ok ok... I admit... I was damn scared after I read that mail and had to flee to my friend's room to calm myself down. But I didn'f forward it coz I knew it was pure nonsense. Plus I didnt want to scare my friends for no reason)
But here's the lighter side... some forwards I guess are meant to be serious... but they sure as hell make me laugh till my tummy aches!
Have you got the whole "love story" thingy forward? Well, I have. And this should be proof enough that just because you don't forward something to 20 people life becomes worse. Check out what my "love story" is! (the stuff in blue are the thoughts that ran through my head when I first read the story and the words in green were the words I was asked to type out, like adjectives, names, nouns etc. while the love story was being written)
One tall summer day (how tall? :P) at New york you see the most beautiful creature (what species? :P) you have ever seen. Their name is Brad Pitt (just one will do, thank you very much) , and every move he makes just turns you on more and more. You nudge your best friend Tom Cruise (HAHAHA!) and say, "Wow, that has to be the most Handsome guy I have ever seen." Suddenly, he looks in your direction and starts walking right towards you!!! he says, "I noticed you staring at me from over there. I just had to tell you, that I think you are so fat (what the hell?!!! *slap*), and was wondering if you'd like to go to Paris with me and write (a blog post? :P) ?" With a stupid smile on your face you say, " What the hell! " and go with them (them???!!! I said one would do!). When you finally get to Paris , he moves closer to you, and is about to kiss you when you feel a tree hit you on the back of the head (*ouch* Next time, the noun I choose will be "feather"). You open your eyes to find out it's all a dream (or nightmare?), but there is a note left next to your bed.
It reads: " Brad Pitt is the love you've been waiting your whole life for (yeha right!). he will ask you out in 6 days or less (I can hardly wait), but only if you send this e-mail to at least 10 people within the next few minutes. The more people you send it to, the sooner they (*sigh* fine.. if you insist.. I will wait for "them") will ask you out, and you both fall in love. Do not take this lightly, because if you simply ignore this, you will have bad luck in love for the next 6 years!"
The point... please stop forwarding mails to me unless you think I will find it hilarious or aww-worthy! Don't threaten my life, my non-existant boy friend's life or the lives of the people I love. Its not funny. Its a pure waste of time. Next time you need to find a way to express that you care, then instead of forwarding these mails to me, just pick up the phone and call me. Yeah, its a bit more expensive, but I will appreciate that much more and I will also do the same. Thank you very much.
Now excuse me while I go and spend some time with my best friend Tom and my boyfriend Brad. Don't tell Angelina where I live!!!