Wednesday, October 26, 2005

hey dearies..the top 2 songs of the wk..u wld hav absolutely no pt in living if u dun move yer asses n listen to 1) Welcome to Detroit by Trick Trick feat Eminen and
2) Believe me by Fort Minor.
Fort Minor has Mike Shinoda innit. so the rap style is basically the same as Linkin Parks'..u know..how he usually rhymes "eventually".." feel the pain" but has rnb incorporated in it!!!

I cldnt sleep the entire of last night. tossed and turned to 4am last night. so much on the mind. oh manz. cant believe ive to get my ass movin outta the hse soon. family function. darn. i jus wanna laze ard n watch more of Dave Chappelle. Hez jus the funniest black guy eva.

anyhoo, transgenderism has been on ma mind lately. for instance, this tranvestite is realli gorgeous and u wldnt be able to tell the sex change done, and she-m takes part in a beauty contest. Would u let she-m win? i try not to be as stifled in thoughts so i thot, i probably would. Then jus coupla days ago, while i was in a cube-y in the ladies, i heard a really deep-throated voice. i was like shit.."did a guy enter the ladies???" thank goodness, it was jus a gurl with a low voice. funny harsh, that u wldnt wanna be in the same toilet as a Miss World if it were a she-m..
on sun, i was out watching the fire-walking festival at the temples. well, it starts at abt midnight and lasts all throughout the next day. midway, i was starving. so i grabbed my family and walked to this lane in lil india which was brightly lit. at midnight. shit i shld i have guessed. as i was walkin to the nearest shop, i realized alot of guys were casting glances n that sorta made me damn uneasy. at the shop itself, i was caught by surprise to realize a she-m next to me. "thats it" i concluded and dragged my family outta the shop. on the way out, my bro noticed the name of the lane. "DESKER". well done harsh! *tsk tsk*

eve, if ure reading this, guess who msged me yest? wrong wrong wrong. cus i know u wld nv guess this. wait. maybe u wld. sri. yeah. for the others reading this, on eve's 16th bdae, which she threw at a ballroom, required each one of us to bring a date. After i summoned all the guts in me to ask this ediot out, he tole me, " hey, senegal is playing turkey in world cup. i hope u understand" slaps forehead. gosh! its been ages. Most of u guys wldnt know cus i hadnt gone ard saying it yet, but yes. im quittin sch to join the airline industry. ive onli told one guy frm acj up to date and Sri got to know abt it n msged me instanteously, getting ma new hp no. God knows how hez related to the guy i know. So, guys..hez been keeping tabs on me for the past 2 yrs of ma life even without me knowing it. sheesh. funny he shld msge me aft i cleared the air wid ma acj frend that im not attached to " u-know-who" frm sch. I wldnt blame him tho. the whole world thot so. I was jus wondering if ma eyes grew under my legs when i was in sec4/jc1. i mean, he def looks different now but im nt sure i wanna hang ard someone who is as tall as tree. all 1.87m of him. but at time, he was damn cool. haha. it was smthng abt his height n his debater-cca. the way he worked ard his language. well. at that time, he was 16. i was 16. its tym to let the past go n cut him some slack i sppse. haha. well, im jus glad to know that enuff ppl care abt me to jump into my life if they think its goin awry. hez jus as sweet bt there is realli too much on my mind rite now.

harshi
and so her story is told@ 3:32 AM
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ice cream and cake
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nymphomaniac bitches
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1.) colored cellphone
2.) new makeup
3.) vacation

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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..
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