Wednesday, June 07, 2006

oh yeah!!!! im pooling people to meet me next wk..all of this wk's dates been pushed to next week. so far, im quite occupied...strategic move cuz next wk is the onset of the DARK times....where the men wld become shadows of their former selves and we wld see no testosterone on the streets aft 9pm each night. its when women would be held in second regard to the TV..the biggest insult of all..isnt it? its when men wld be on zombie mode 24-7..they ignore u at night and they're too tired to talk to u in the mornings. its the start of the much dreaded WORLD CUP.

im quite sure my bf wldnt realize that i exist until one fine day AFTER the world cup, when he wakes up...pauses for a minute and tries hard to recalll..." hmm..i think i hav a girlfriend. whatever happened to her???" by then, i might hav been kidnapped, murdered, robbed, jailed, evicted from the country and im sure he wldnt have known. why????? cuz its far more important if some fella whom he had never spoken to or met in his entire life falls down or gets a red card.

Anyway, on the topic of my bf, he has transformed into the ultimate sweetheart in the entire planet. i applaud the army for exiling him into the jungle for 4 days. possibly from all that lonely soul searching experiences. I was givin it some thought. Like i had always known, technology is the bane of our existence ( nothing to do w the fact that i spoil every electronic equipment). For instance, if we still lived in caves and dated tarzans, they would be the nicest creatures to us..no industrialization =no clearing of jungles= no soccer fields= no world cup. so every wknd, they'll spend time w us instead of running off to hit the same stupid ball they kick every wknd with the same frends who are never un-enthused. these are the kind of guys who are always tired to meet u but SET alarm, wake up at 8 am on a SUNDAY to play soccer * faints*
so my conclusion is..if technology hadnt interfered into our lives, divorce rates wld be abysmal.

counting down the days : 2

harshi
and so her story is told@ 9:56 AM
Comments: Post a Comment
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




<

Angels from HELL
jas
xin yi
eve
mel khong
gracie
thuvaragan
mian
keling killah

Credits
Design by Ygraine
Photo from Pingly
Gotten from Blogskins

not read anything quite as beautiful as this.


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..
Get awesome blog templates like this one from BlogSkins.com