Tuesday, July 29, 2014



Dear Diary,


Still trying to write that essay about parasites.....trying to get it published....



.........Parasites are thieves......major thieves that live at the expense of others......ahh, parasites, worthlessness would be a synonym..............and as if that was not enough, it is the role of the parasite to ensure the ill-fate of its victim.......

"Hmmm....the other woman.........well, the other woman could be a great host" would say one parasite....

However, parasites usually excel at damaging the life of its host.....for it derives its energy, and therefore its being from its host....it believes that it is an all mighty God....Perhaps a God who has the right to dictate, and decide the life of its victim.......

Had the host never encountered the parasite, he/she would have lived a healthy life, one full of joy, and happiness.....However, the presence of the parasite is what brings about hardship, and sorrow......this to the parasite is referred to as symbiosis, and to the host as parasitism.....

Often, the parasite can destroy the host's immune system in an attempt to allow a virus to invade the host as well....this is another symbiotic property often known as major parasitism by the host.....




Kally










Dear Diary,



My Husband William will be coming to Montreal from London in a while......Yeah!...............and who knows, if we're lucky, I might get pregnant again in a while..........but he doesn't want to have kids just yet.......

Either way, I'll have my kids from William in about three years......anyways, I'm hoping that he's coming to Montreal to demand that his wife be his lady for the night.........with us, well, it often happens in odd places, and not always in a bed......he's a Caucasian guy, so he has his weird ways........at least this time the stupid Lankans know that I'm already taken/involved with William, so no fear.........



Kally

Sunday, July 27, 2014



Dear Diary,


Learning about parasites........ahh, parasites (like Cesar) live to destroy others.....they feed on their hosts to exist.....I guess some assume symbiosis when in fact it's parasitism.......

The presence of the parasite is what leads to the decay of the host while its absence favours the good health of the host..........the parasite, however, does not know this fact.....it enters its host, it damages it, feeds on it, and further must destroy it for its longevity, and survival......well, that is why we call them Parasites....

At times, the parasites assume that the ability to immunize its host against a cold, and thereafter consume heart muscles is called a symbiosis.....However, in many a case, the hosts ask for but one thing.....

The hosts in general want nothing more than to be rid of the parasites.....

And though it is the parasite that seeks out the host, it is the belief of the parasite that the host is nothing more than a vessel that it can use to parasitize......further, it is assumed by the parasite that the host is often willing, when the contrary is often the case......in fact, were we to ask the host, one would often hear that the host is a non-willing participant who is sought out by the parasite.....and not the other way around......


Kally


Card
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Saturday, July 26, 2014





Dear Diary,



It's been a while now since my wedding to William.......such a funny feeling to be someone's wife.........I am William's WIFE.......and William is my HUSBAND.......such a funny feeling.....to call my long time boyfriend my hubby.......oh, did I mention? I bullied him to come to Montreal.....

and.....Funny, now I call all lankan men "Anna" or brother.......there was a dude at the doctor's, and there I was calling him Anna too..........saudi arabians are funny people....but now I have a saudi "anna" too......I get a brother.....



Kally


Friday, July 18, 2014




Dear Diary,


You know how I got pregnant with William's child, and miscarried right? Well, I miss my daughter Rhea....She would have had blue eyes........half blue......I was born with a bluish tint in one eye (Scotish ancestry)............so, my daughter would have had a chance........but I miscarried........

William doesn't like kids, so he does not want to try for a while......but I miss Rhea.....I would have been a mother.....


Kally




Dear Diary,


Yeah! My husband William said he'd come by in september to Montreal! I don't know if he'll stay for too long but I'll get to be with my hubby again......


Kally

Thursday, July 17, 2014



Dear Diary,



Indians are such Dogs, third world dogs!!


With their broken english, their pig-like women, third world country, and dog-like selves, they think that they are going to rule the world or something.....

They're BOTTOM FEEDERS! On this planet, there are five bottom feeder races, indian dogs are one of them.....that means that their kind has no value, potential, or worth! Unfortunately, their pathetic dogs don't seem to get that.......

Indians, the Dogs!

I mean, I so don't want to associate with them, but I don't think they get that....their kind is too stupid, too dog-like to........they better learn that this is a first world, and not their third world!........esp the turbaned imbeciles.....

Seriously, their kind goes around with their third world get-up in a first world!



Kally

Tuesday, July 15, 2014



My HUSBAND WILLIAM is a taurus....designed this card with him in mind......late birthday card for my husband......




Birthday Wishes
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Saturday, July 12, 2014



Dear Diary,



William, my wonderful Husband, promised me a ceremony.......ours was rushed because there were pathetic demlo men (demlo men are repulsive, so they can't get a woman, so they usually have to go after women who find them repulsive, and say that those women are worthless for them to even have a chance with that woman....even then, the women usually take off their shoes and beat the men, and the men register it as "oh she must love me...".....hunks, on the other hand, usually don't have to be beaten with shoes....) who asked for my hand in marriage.....

I mean, these men are so pathetic that they saw me with my William.....going to places with William.....doing the deed, restaurants, etc....kissing my William, etc.....

And after that, they came along, and went "we'd be ok with marrying you"........seriously! a guy who has any kind of worth wouldn't have trouble getting a girl, and well....I'm guessing their mothers are whores....because a girl from a good family would stick with her one and only, and a guy from a good family would not accept another man's left-overs.......

But, with lankan men, because they are repulsive, I got offers....pusanika they said....that means, that you take a pumpkin, and hide it in rice, thereby causing a large pumpkin to disappear.....it's a saying....usually it just means that if a girl say sleeps with man A, and that they "pusanika"... meaning that the crowd then says that girl did not sleep with man A, and marry her off to man B....thereby hiding the pumpkin.....something like that......

Anyways, the demlos, untouchables mostly (but also repulsive ones, men from bad families, etc)....said we can "pusanika" for me too........So I had to bully William, who came to Montreal.......and well, I just kind of married him........

Then I emailed the world that I got married too.....then William had to leave, but we promised each other a proper wedding.....




Kally









Dear Diary,



Indians are such Dogs!!! There's this one indian dog that keeps emailing me.....what dogs! 

I'm here hoping to associate with first worlders, and have babies with a blue-eyed guy....and well, first, the demlo dogs offered up their repulsive men (seriously, can you imagine having babies with demlo men? the babies would end up as repulsive as the men....which zoo did you pick that one up from from?), then the indian dogs are trying to associate with me.....what dogs!

Well, they are third world dogs, so I guess they're retarded......I guess that they think that this is their third world.....dogs! such dogs!



Kally

Friday, July 11, 2014




Dear Diary,



My Husband, William, won't be able to come to my graduation......He promised me that he would, and then, well, he has work......He works for a robotics company, and so he works all the time.....ahhhh, I love engineers! They are so smart......I mean, building robots, building doors that open with RFD-something chips....and he builds those.....so I love him.....

Oh, and one of the cops I contacted replied today......they are so sweet....and I love this country!.......

They were like: "if the stalker comes around, we're around to help you....and get pics of the stalker..."....so I feel safe........

Which reminds me that I have to send them a fruit basket....


Kally

Thursday, July 10, 2014




Dear Diary,



William, my husband, is an engineer......he builds robots, and he emailed me photos of some of the robots he built......they are so cool!.......

He also gave me a list of gizmos I should buy.....and I will at some point.....

Anyways, I LOVE Engineers!!! They are so smart!!!  

I wish I could build, but quantum physics is beyond me.....You need a Russian brain for that......



Kally

Wednesday, July 9, 2014



I'm sick, so I have some free time.....been creating textures.....


Textures I
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Textures II
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Textures III
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Textures IV
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Textures V
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Textures VI
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Textures VII
By Kalyani Rajalingham








Dear Diary,


I haven't spoken to my Husband - William - in a while...I'm a little sick.......

Anyways, he said he might come around to Montreal (he lives in London) in a bit.....


Kally

Sunday, July 6, 2014



Dear Diary,



I'm stuck in a lab full of indian dogs! They remind me of dogs! One of them is a turbaned imbecile!!! Who goes to school with a turban? 

A bunch of retards who can't speak english! The turbaned imbecile - a punjabi i think - is the worst! Dog of all dogs! 

Geez, who do they think they are? Indian dogs!!! Bloody third world dogs who think they're buckingham in a first world of course...

Paradesi indian dogs! I'm here wishing to associate with first worlders, so the third world dogs try to come into my life.....what dogs!.....hare indian kuttas! wagging their tails and trying to go into the lives of those who think they're trash!

bloody indian dogs! Don't try to associate with me worthless dogs! 


Kally


Monday, June 30, 2014




Dear Diary,




I spoke to William's brother today......I love google's video call system! 

His daughter is sooooo cute................I wanted William's blue-eyed baby....part blond, part blue eyed......and my grand kids would then have had a nice chance of being blond haired, and blue eyed!.....

Anyways, I'll try again when he comes around from London.......

He's the perfect father for my future kids! He's gorgeous (blue eyed), and smart!

I know that our relationship is not the forever type, but at least he's gorgeous (blue eyes)!......



Kally




Parasites:



"A parasite is an organism that lives on or in a host and gets its food from or at the expense of its host...."









I SO WOULD NOT WANT THESE KINDS OF PARASITES SEEKING ME OUT!!!

BUT HEY, THAT'S WHAT THEY DO, SEEK  OUT HOSTS....THEY'RE PARASITES!!.....



NOT IMPRESSIVE, 
JUST PARASITIC.....



Dear Diary,




So cool, my husband's brother's wife is pregnant!!! Hang on, that would be my sister in law I think......

Anyways, they already have a girl, a cute girl with blond hair, and blue eyes!!!! But he said that they're pregnant again...........

He introduced me to his parents a long time ago, but I haven't seen them since......They're sweet.....

Anyways, he's the geeky type, always with robots.........but I love it when he builds robots! He's so very smart too! 

I'm praying that our child ends up exactly like him!!! I'm still sad about my miscarriage.........I lost my beautiful baby........I put on some weight at that point, but then I miscarried..........and god only knows why......

I ate healthy, fruits, veggies, etc.....but my tummy started hurting so bad one day......after that, I ended up in the ER, and well, they took a pregnancy test, but I had lost my baby.....

If I hadn't, I would be a mother right now......to my beautiful blue eyed baby......




Kally




Sunday, June 29, 2014





Dear Diary,


A bunch of sri lankans (one mostly, but some times, the lankan comes around with his friends, and just follow me around at a distance) were stalking me.......And well, I'm from here, I've never had to deal with the third world crowd......Anyways, I told the FBI, the police, etc...about the stalker, and they were the sweetest!

They sent cops......and by then, I think we scared the stalker away.......and then I asked the FBI, the RCMP, and MP to educate us about stalking, so they sent me a link to their website - an article....

I'm going to post it here so that if there are other victims out there (of stalking), they'd know what to do....

http://www.rcmp-grc.gc.ca/cp-pc/crimhar-eng.htm



It's the difference between a first and a third world!

The third world crowd usually doesn't understand law, or order....they live in chaos, they promote evil, they're SAVAGES! Like Neanderthals, they have a justice system, and why they have one is still a mystery!...No one in their country gets justice, rather, the murderer, the thugs, the evil doer, and the sinners rule their world..........

With the third world crowd, let's say person A is rich, and that person B is poor.....the cops themselves would kill people for cash and write it off as an accidental death......after having pocketed that pile of cash of course......Why do they have cops?

In a third world, they sell women, they harm people, they kill, they murder, etc....and I guess that is the reason why theirs is a third world!.......

The first world is different......With first worlders, what I observed was that every person truly cares about their job....they all have a job which they perform with a full heart....not half a heart, but rather with a whole heart....And somehow, I feel safe in a first world.....I'm not used to the third world, but the blood that runs in my vein is MUD, like theirs.......and I've asked Mary (my God) why I was dumped with savages....and I don't know why, but I'm not interested in knowing their feral races!

Anyways, I don't think that the lankans will be stalking me anymore....and if they do, I intend on sending them to JAIL!



Kally






Saturday, June 28, 2014





William: Blue-eyed, Handsome, Engineer

The perfect father for my children! My half blue-eyed children.....(Ok, I tend to fall in love with blue-eyed men only....)




And I want my child to resemble William! Ahhh, blue-eyed hunk....I think that I'd love my baby with William....

Thursday, June 26, 2014




Dear Diary,


What do I do if there are parasites? Parasites that seek me out! Thieves at best! 

They try to enter the lives of those who do not wish to be affiliated with them, they are parasites! Well, they don't seem to understand what rejection is ......


They steal, they take, they steal, and they take, they're parasites!


They think, and assume that they know what we want, and give us that which we don't, they're parasites!


They do not understand it when someone says that they do not wish to know them, they're dog-like!


They're stupid, so their Power does not impress me.....


They're imbeciles, so their Money and Fame does not impress me......


They're the world's real trash, for Einstein in their eyes would be worthless.....Meat, a Pound of Flesh is all they are worth!


But Parasitic by nature, they tarnish, they harm, they label, and seal.......


Ah, Parasites, Parasites, Parasites......



Kally








Dear Diary,



I pity the third world women....I mean, the men are like pathetic losers...

Well, since their men are repulsive, they have to force themselves on the women who do not want them, they have to follow women around, and get beaten by the woman if they even want a woman....

Attractive men, on the other hand, don't have to follow women around, don't have to be beaten, and are usually approached by the women........

In my case, William came to me....more like we bumped into each other......I had a class one day, and he was there to meet his friend, and well, I was late.....so I was running.......and there was a corner, as I turned the corner, I bumped into him.......William is handsome, like blue-eyes which makes me go gaga, but he's the one who went: "hey, what's your name?"........At that point, I wasn't sure I wanted a white guy since I'm not Caucasian myself........

Anyways, I went back home that day, and my parents were arguing.........
"my sister, my sister" went CR.....
"I'll kill them before I hand them over to your sister" went my mom.......
"theevus, theevus" went my dad......
"demlos, demlos" went my mom.......

The next day, I went back to school, and well, William came around, and asked me: "Do you have a boyfriend? Wanna grab a bite?"........

I thought about the demlos, and the theevus.....and said: "Sure, I'm all yours.....".......

We ended up in bed in no time........and well, he after a while had to leave.......after that, he'd come around every now and then, and we'd meet up.........He has had his share of girlfriends, but for me, it was just him.....

Anyways, then one day, I got pregnant.......and ended up in a hospital.........And well, after that my parents knew......

Then came along the lankans, each one going: 

"we have a son and we would be willing to marry your daughter off to our son even if......." said one pauper family.......

"we would too..." said another dog family.........

So, I picked up my laptop, and made some calls.......DialMyCalls..........I called, faxed, and emailed every lankan on the planet!...........

So, they (the people who were interested) then said that they could say that it was someone else who made the calls, and that they could marry me off........(their men lack even a high school education, and have bad jobs).........

So, I emailed everyone again........and then went around, bullied my William, and got married! 

After that, the demlos stopped following me around, but some of them still email me, and others don't seem to understand the concept of "Not Interested."

So, if there'a a god....Keep the demlos away from my life!

If I have to end up with one, I think that I would take a bottle of poison, drink it, and die..........



Kally















Dear Diary,




There is this pathetic loser who's always emailing me....I think that I will have to contact the POLICE again!

Seriously! How pathetic are these losers? I'm a freakin married woman!

Today, some sri lankan family said that even if I'm married to a white man, that there were men who'd accept women.....pomblai-ku vaku ilada inam.....Seriously! 

Any guy with a mother who is not a whore would never ever look at a woman who belongs to another man!!!

I'm guessing sri lankan men are too pathetic...BIG TIME LOSERS!!!....so they have to go to women who got pregnant with a white guy, who tell the world that they want a relationship with a white man, who are repulsed by lankan men, who....





Kally

Tuesday, June 24, 2014



Dear Diary,



My stupid husband is still working......next time he comes to Montreal, I will try to get pregnant.....With his blue eyes, my baby would be half-blue eyed, and part blond haired.....well, since the two traits are recessive, my baby might not be blond haired or blue-eyed, but my grand-children might.......(My hubby's father is blond haired)...........

Either way, my hubby is a hunk, mostly because of his blue eyes....ahhh, his blue eyes.......I'm happy I chose him, I get to spend my life with a guy who is not repulsive........sri lankan men are ugly, repulsive, and not the kind you want to have babies with!.....

Anyways, next time my hubby comes around, I think that I might try to get pregnant.......and if it's a girl, I'll call her Rhea........I saw the picture of this brat with blond hair and bluish eyes........ahh, what a cutie pie!........such a beautiful little blond haired brat......



Kally









Dear Diary,



I was cleaning out my spam folder when I found an email from facebook.....so I went in to check it out...and well, guess what, it was a pathetic demlo hund asking me to translate all of this into tamil.....how pathetic are the third worlders? They want to live in a first world, but they don't want learn the first worlder's language.........oh wait, they're savages, otherwise, they'd have a first world, and not a third.....

As if that wasn't enough, there are third world hundes, especially indian hundes, who are pathetic hundes, third world hundes who think that they have some worth......

Like parasites, they try to enter the lives of those who do not want to have anything to do with them......

I guess I'm cursed......Every time I hate something, or someone, the freakin Gods try, and dump them on me........



Kally

Monday, June 23, 2014




Dear Diary,


So cool! I'm married! I have a husband....what a weird feeling....to be married to someone, to think of someone as a husband, and not a boyfriend.....ahhhh, his blue eyes alone can make me fall in love with him......

We've been together for like 15 years!......I used to have to lie to my parents because my dad would not have approved of a Caucasian guy......my mom, on the other hand, was pro-Caucasian....my mom actually told me that if I chose a Caucasian guy instead of a demlo that she'd be happy.......

The funny thing is that now it's all in the open.....my relationship with William......I think that I told the entire planet......

Hmm, I called, emailed, and/or faxed every lankan on the PLANET! I didn't have a choice, they wanted me to marry some ugly dude.....to spend a lifetime with an ugly guy? No way!.........

I think that I called every temple too....or faxed in some cases!......Either way, the stalker stopped stalking me......

I still have a cyberstalker....but I'm not sure what to do about it.....I reported the Cyberstalker.......you can report them to the FBI......and well, in my case, they told me to collect evidence.....

Seriously! I live in a first world, and I have to deal with the third world savages!



Kally












Dear Diary,


I called, and reported the sri lankan stalker a while ago, and well, the cops here are supremely wonderful!.....I mean, they sent cops to my home, and asked for pictures of the stalker.......Ahhh! I love cops! 

The difference between a third world country and a first world are the cops.....where the cops are the immune system of the body.....a third world country would be one that has an auto-immune disease, while a first world would be one that is free of the disease.......

In a first world, the cops work hard to keep the system clean, so the people do not fear......In a third world country, well, because of the lack of a good Force to protect the people, the country ends up as a third world......where the savages rule, and where rules and a good heart has no value.....

One of these days I have to have a talk with the Supreme Lords of the Universe (ie: God)......Why the devil was I dumped with a freakin feral race?

Anyways, now I feel safe....I also told the FBI, and well, they take issues like stalking seriously...so if they catch my stalker, then it's 1.5 years in jail for him......and the good part is that in this country, if men end up in jail....jail is worse than hell because, in a jail, men rape men, men beat men, etc...

So, I feel safe, and great!

But what is annoying is the fact that as a woman, I have to deal with worthless men who can't seem to understand the concept of "not interested".....I mean, I as a woman can marry any guy....3.5 billiion men out there.....but with men from the third world, because they are repulsive, I guess they don't it when a girl is repulsed.....

In indian movies, the men follow the women around like dogs, and the women take off their shoes, and beat the men.....and the men go: "oh, that means she loves me...".....and keep on following the women around......

Lack of dignity comes to mind.....and well, I guess in their country, the men don't get it when a woman says no.....and well, the men tend to be on the repulsive side, so they have to be beaten by shoes if they're ever going to even get a woman.......



Kally

Sunday, June 22, 2014



Dear Diary,


A while ago, I wrote some stuff about CR, and his sister.....I mean, with the theevu clan, all they do is beat women, and ask them to obey them......In other words, women aren't allowed to speak back to the men, and if they do, they get a beating.....And my mom, well, can't keep her mouth shut when it comes to CR's sister.....my mom would kill us rather than marry us off to CR's sister......and well, CR loves his sister a lot......the rest is well.....

And my job is usually to protect her...so that they stick to arguing, and not killing each other......And usually, I don't get a beating, but one day, he came at me....was going to beat me as well......

So, I wrote some stuff about him and his sister....some vile stuff I suppose, which the dumb demlos swallowed with ease....I mean, demlos don't think twice about whether what they are being told is the truth or not, they just need something to gossip about.....and well, the more they gossip about someone else's family, the higher the chance that their children will end up with a good life....

I found this song...................Nirpaduve...................Karpaduve, Ketpaduve, Karuduvade..........Neegalellam arpa something....which basically depicts the demlo race.......

Anyways, he disowned me since, and well, every theevu is now saying bad stuff about me.......because of the vile stuff I wrote, and because of the dumb demlos who were stupid enough to believe it..........

What am I supposed to do if the demlos are stupid, and that they believe everything anyone says.....


Kally









Dear Diary,


I get to talk to my husband via Skype.....What I like the most about him is the fact that he is an engineer (smart), and the fact that he gives me lots of freedom.......

Unlike the men from the third world who demand that their wives be their personal slaves, my hubby believes, and gives me full freedom.....freedom to be, freedom to become, freedom to choose, act and think.....which is the best part about being married to a Caucasian guy....

My parents disowned me....but I prefer death to third world men.....I mean, third world men marry women so that they can have their personal cooks, and cleaners...and the women are ok with that....I mean, the women are just baby-making slaves.....their life's worth is cooking, and cleaning for their wonderful husbands (who aren't worth much), and giving birth to babies.....

I want more than that....I want more than what life can offer.....And my Caucasian hubby is a perfect fit because with him I get just that......


Kally






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Wednesday, June 18, 2014



Dear Diary,


Indians remind of Dogs....like dogs that follow people around, and that wag their tails and go after people who don`t want to have anything to do with them......

There is this pathetic Indian dog that keeps sending me email; apparently, the Indian dog is hoping to meet me......how pathetic is that loser race......I obviously said no, but this loser is so pathetic that, like a dog, it keeps trying to come into my life.....what a dog race!

I mean, none of them can even speak english properly, and they think that they`re Kings......Last I checked, their people don`t even know what shoes are.....A poor third world country with people who are like dogs....

I mean, if you say that you don`t want to associate with someone, and that they don`t get it, and that they keep coming back into your life thinking that they can associate with you....I guess I should call them dogs.....Dogs that can`t even speak english properly! I mean, their accent alone drives me crazy......And they are so pathetic that even if they live in a first world, they parade around the city in their third world get-up.....They are a pathetic loser race!

What's more? I'm from here, so I'm not used to the third world. However, the Indian Dogs, in particular, who come to this country seem to think that they are Bukinghams. I mean, if they behave like dogs amongst each other, then it's ok, but to mess around with those who are not even from their race...

I mean, one Indian Dog might have come to this country as a refugee, and here, even if it's a third world dog, it seems to think that it has the right to act and treat those who are not indians (Bengis, Pakis, etc...) as though they were bosses....and in their third world manner.....Watch it with those who are not from your dog race!!!

After all third world dogs with a broken english! Who do they think they are to  demand respect from those who are not from their land, who do they think they are to decide for those who  are not from their land, who do they think they are to assume that Bengis, Pakis, etc.. must bow down to them...Oh wait, they're paupers who think that they will rule the planet with bows and arrows one day......After all, one of Bottom-Feeder races of the Planet that the British used to annihilate, kill and dump in wells......Did I mention that I LOVE the British?



Kally