hungee baby.pms.

heya.
so yeah.
me hungry.cos i din eat dinner.
went out with sathiya babe n the kids and my sis gundamma haha
to watch mr bean holiday.not too bad
haha. reminded me of sumone.
well anyway life isnt abt holding on to the past.
at least for me.

so here's an ad for u all.info more like it. to render ur services. of any sorts. wahaha. *winks*

shree is bored.entertain me. pls.
if ya free, pls do drop by at her place since she is too poor to even leave the house.
if ya in a mood to treat, shree wld prefer subway( thanks to babu n ryan. these monkeys intro-ed the deli deli delicious fattening stuff to me).
if ya gg tekka( which she totally dreads), drag shree along cos she needs to be threaded upon. yeah its a jungle in there.
if ya bored as well, STOP READING MY BLOD DAMMIT.
u are of no use. understood??

aaarrrgh.

its PMS.
sorry folks.
huggies.


adioz

the devil in me

well i am jobless.bored.single.sick of my hp.tired of watching tv(well i nvr did till this yr).sudden passion to dance(explains my salsa lessons).impulse to sing while i am eating even.sangeeth rox.

anyway shree is busy. looking after herself. looking after her thoughts. mingling ard with aishvini,shevani and sathiya aunty( neighbours aka new found love/serenity/solace).cooking new recipes. gg for tuition.

it jus strikes me that i haven been gg out lately to have fun. online but not blogging. sleeping but not resting. its like living but actually dead.

its kinda sad seeing some of my frens really moving on aimlessly as much.

haran with camp n volleyball.
vish tuition and home.
thiviya with tuition and home.
SHREE tuition n home.
navin with camp and home.
Braba with i dunno wat but not online n not blogging.
mum with work n home
sathiya aunty with work and home.
juno with camp and annoying me.haha.


Gosh. the world so needs a roller coaster ride.

tsunami anyone?

yeah.leave me alone.

its been four days since i blogged.
i think i have pretty much to say.
the thing is, i dun want to.

thanks really.
all those times when i truly longed for sumone to listen to me...those moments are no longer yearned for.
i jus wish i cld rattle on and on abt the many F things in my life.
AND NO ONE SHOULD LISTEN.
pls.
privacy needed. badly.
not u.

its funny how ppl suddenly flock to u when u have a prob jus to hear u out. Jus when u think its cos they wanna help u, u find out abt their hidden agendas. GOSSIP.
yuck. like F. can i puke in ur face, dammit?

i need space. and for those of u who dun understand that, it blatantly means that i dun wanna care abt u anymore. cos i feel i have cared enough. and it was not reciprocated.
damn it hurt. but that was then. not now. serious.

like in my prev post, i made it clear. Get off my shoulder. Leech.

Braba buddy, i so get what u mean. Ignorance is bliss.

"you dun have to take the shit if you dun want to." - CT

In my first year in Cedar, i came across this proverb in my handbook. It has been deeply embedded in my heart since then.







"I have often regretted my speech,
but never my silence."


i swear by this.




mounam pesiyatho?

life=life

so many things have happened.
so many.
enough to disturb the hell outta me.
hell.
i am disturbed.
disturbed is the word.


i like this game.
this game of running away.
running away from everyone.
everyone i love.
love and hurt.
hurt cos u all hurt me.
me in all ur life means u all in my life.
u all in my life is pain.
pain means letting my emotions run for all of u.
emotions running will get me weak.
being weak will get me distracted.
distraction gets me off my seat.
off my goals.
my goals are my dreams.
my dreams of being alone.
alone and caring for myself.
caring for everyone is over.
over because i am tired.
tired of thinking for everyone else.
everyone else except myself.
myself after a long time.
long time since i saw myself.
myself in the mirror.
in the mirror, wanna see my own reflection.
reflection of myself.
myself ONLY.



leave me.
i am tired.
i am sure you are tired too.
go away.



think u know me? try this

Create your own Friend Test here

bored

with my life in such a mess , the left over emotion other than all that mess is boredom.

Valvin was soooo sweet on monday. She and Harmesh bought me a cake and a bear with the label 'DSO akka' on its t-shirt. damn cute. loved it. Thanks babe. As i always told u, ppl like u give me a reason to smile.


i am bored.someone tell me what to do.
other than to

1. hurt someone
2. feel hurt
3. cry
4. love
5. feel like crap

aaaahhh. someone help!!!!!!!!!! ( that is ten exclamation marks, btw)

bday. FUCK

i received bday gifts.

a book

a wooden piggy

a Sony Ericsson K800i. yeah cybershot

a costume jewellery set

a bag

*

*

Best of them all, i received these.

pain

shock

embarassment

hurt

loss

for all of u at naughty nine, u saw it urself.

the feeling is just FUCKED UP.

from exactly 7.00 am 9th march to 7.00 am 10th march,

everyone saw me crying at an hourly interval.

i warned myself.

this blog is a virtual testimony of my life.

LFC wins barca!!

ok ppl. Liverpool got thru the quarter finals ystdy.

yup i stayed up late to watch it.

waiting for 3.30am to come, i started to dance.

n sing.vaseegara.

first half was cool. barca fellas were playing like corpses.

i rmbr,jus b4 first half ended, shots made by both teams expressed in the ratio

10-1.wahaha. LFC la mike.

muz admit that i slept unknowingly when barca scored.doesn't matter.

LFC's flag flew high victoriously in Anfield.

my my.

pride chokes me.

lost my job. a level results

so hey. reality strikes me. with the truth that hurts as much as well.

i lost my job. yesh the same one i got totally addicted to.
with so much of hope.
well surprisingly, though i met it with much shock n sorrow, i muz say i left with a total sense of resignment, n finality.
with all that Hershey's mashmallow n personalised butterfly cards for my pampered 2T1, life in YCSS is over. and so the chapter ends. i wld love to upload the pix. but hell, there is too many.

so that same afternoon, on 2nd march, A level results were out. the day started off bad.

1. i woke up at 7.30pm n reached sch at 8.30.
2. my hp was not working.thinking that i had to pay up outstanding bills, i rushed to AXS to pay $150.in the end, it was jus my K700i's fault.
3. my class students were crying n hugging a bit too much. Raj walked off claiming he had to go home (???) and Val cried b4 she left n i jus helplessly hugged her.

so much emo.

well so this princess who had been blogging abt screwing her A's terribly and contemplating to go to Annamalai University to do her degree in tamil lit actually pulled off decent grades. or at least enuf to say she passed, for that matter.

English Literature A

Tamil Literature A

Maths C E

General Paper C5

i wonder how my E.Lit got me an A n GP a sucky C. and Maths wahaha, dun ask. i am puzzled as much.

i dunno wat is my next step. NUS or SMU. will keep ya all posted.

frankly i cant blog.smth is choking me up somewhr. but really deep down within there is a wound that refuses to heal, but stubbornly deepens itself.

hell.

adioz