Thursday, June 01, 2006

urgh!! im so consumed with work its driving me crazy. i went to the office today. submitted ma material for the first deadline. gosh. it really upsets me when someone is not exactly pleased with my work. Its driving me crazy, trying to put myself into the shoes of a ten year old kid. my boss is really inspirational tho. hez like a great public speaker...when he speaks, i feel terribly motivated but as soon as i get home, the work load set out for me sinks in and i feel hopeless again. gosh. wad do i do? since i got home frm work, which is abt 8pm, been doin nuthin but whining and grumbling for 2hrs on da fone. i need inspiration to begin work. but who cares when my social life has plummeted all the way to the depths of hell.

its nearly 2 am...sorry to everyone whom i had bailed out on since 5pm today and for the rest of the wknd. Like my boss suggested, i shld adopt practices of the "GReAT writers, and coop myself in isolation and feel really stressed, cuz only when ure really stressed, ure getting into the spirit of writing" quote and unquoted in his exact same words darlies....

harshi
and so her story is told@ 10:40 AM
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nymphomaniac bitches
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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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