Friday, November 18, 2005

why am i bloggin? why arent i infront of my darling txbk??? this is tammy's idea " if i love my textbook, my textbook loves me; thus, all the theories that i need to know are gonna pop out and stick into my head". somehow, tammy formulating this absolutely ridiculous theory explicitly tells us that studying the chem textbook results in brain damage. sighs. im so dead.

ive put on an unbelievable mass of weight. its been such a long time since ive actually put on my gym attire and strided right in. my body's aching all over n ive no idea why. im absolutely exhausted but i cant sleep. ive no clue wads wrong with me. i think i need some exercise. but i cant bring myself to spare such valuable time when there's so much of revision yet to be done:( terribly demotivated and upset when i put on weight. There's pimples popping too (double agony)

T accompanied me to the dry cleaner's at holland village today. oh man, he knows stuff abt R and me at the club but hell, he knows everything in a hyperbole. shucks. he must be thinking im terribly immoral. things werent as bad as the news that was conveyed to him. i stpped it b4 it cld get any further. terribly embarrassed. I see R's ex-girlfrend? ard campus realli often, even yesterday. If looks cld kill, i wld be dead by now. But hey, it was only umpteen times that i pushed him away frm me. I was quite disappointed that a sch mate was tryin to take advantage of the situation too, u know. sigh. Unfortunately, today was not the best of days fer me. bad hairday, awful lot of pimples. i'd always thought that T and I come from different worlds. But, I had fun today:) He didnt make me wait for him today, which i really appreciated. Two nights ago, he wanted to accompany me as i studied all night. At abt 1 plus am, i im-ed him, told him i was gonna sleep and sent him to bed *gleefully smiles at successful scheming* The poor thing was already exhausted. after that, i mugged all the way till 4am. that was the last serious muggin. im so dead.

harshi
and so her story is told@ 2:57 AM
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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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