femme fatale.

Monday, January 03, 2005

laLa!!! everyone's been filling their stuff in their blogs so i tot ill scribble smthng in mine. ITS THE NEW YEAR!! HooyA!! its just too fast..time is flying by too quickly. With the Tsunami attack, indeed i feel its an omen. hopefulli, i've got it all wrong. i got up abruptly on new year's eve. with thoughts of my results. i'm nervous. scared. worried. anxious. i do not have the strength to face my results. i've a feeling i wld fall before thn. in desperate need for a job now:( i do hav a job. i'm jus unhappy w it. its the human syndrome. dealing with unsatisfaction. i realized that my education used to define my identity. now i'm left. pretty much alone. searching for the girl within. it's my contact with praabu earlier that reminded me of my youthful days..prancing ard in school uni..hahah. not that old i am..onli 2 mths older and i feel helluva mature. i can sense it. we're madly in love with each other. we just refused to admit it. we fail to see that the only people we hurt is me and u darling. perhaps life's rollercoaster has inflicted a change in me? i'm disappointed in raghu. i feel used. but..that shall be promptly erased frm my memory. i'm starting afresh. a new slate. yet to think of my new year resolns. but i assure u..its gon be wonderful and of course, well-kept. at the mo, my life is runnin perfectly. but it wldnt be too long before i find loopholes in my utopia and condemn it all over again. i'm in love. getting paid soon. gon go shpping soon. and i spoke to the love of my life on the fone twice today. tra la la...

harshi
and so her story is told@ 7:11 AM

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the Femme

+ and thus, she is named +
+ Age +
0
+ from +
lil red dot on the globe
+ craving for.. +
ice cream and cake
+ hates +
nymphomaniac bitches
+ wishlist +
1.) colored cellphone
2.) new makeup
3.) vacation

Sometimes I love you, sometimes i hate you, but everything i do, is only to get tangled up in you

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Angels from HELL

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My angel
My angel is as perfect as heaven
She is as fiesty as hell
but she is from neither
more precious than any diamond gold and silver
she is weaned by Mother Earth tender

My angel's the colour of sand
With rings of locks that cascade
Frames her lovely smile with which
My heart she takes
Her face as beautiful as dawn
Habours the innocence of a doe-eyed fawn
Big dark eyes that implore
She moves like autumn leaves in fall

My angel's needs no halo
When from inside she glows
The sweetest thing is what she is
Words cant express the way i feel
When you think of her
You think of rainbows
She ignites your soul from deep below

My angel
My past, My future
My ups, My downs
My smiles, My frowns
My all, My everything
When i think of love
I think of you

Thank you- harshini..