femme fatale.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

hey sweethearts, I tot ill drop in to say hi...hardly said anything since the new year yea? been really busy since sch started. loads of worries are plaguing me. that happens when i get too much time alone, get too much time to think. Somehow, i feel very "alone" this sem. i seem to hav a very different timetable in contrast to everyone. so, im missing all ma honeys!! so ull catch me running up and down campus (literally running as i hav to run frm one fac to another in record time to make it to the next class). i spend my entire life doin lab or reports or projects. spend worrying abt my financial requisites. I've started a new job at kumon, which makes matters worse on the social front. now, i cant even attend social gatherings on the wknds. sigh. ahaha.

im missing the old times. when everything is simple and lovely and when i used to get that special "butterflies in my tummy" feeling or smile for no apparent reason or simply wake up every morning and thank the lord that i'm blessed to see the sunshine in the mornings when everything looks so beautiful. Things are very different now. However, anything wonderful is always ephemeral aye? Everything is transistionary. Nothing lasts. Its weird how you can feel so strongly abt smthing and yet,one single incident cld change ur opinions 180. Life's a paradox.

Maybe thats how the idea of heaven came up, as a coping mechanism. U constantly live in a world draped in unhappiness, unappreciation, distrust, lies, deceit, confusion or even poverty..and u start dreaming..dreaming that sometime, somewhere, someday things are going to be wonderful. and wad other better time is there to attribute it to than to the aftermath of ur death? how idealistic.

i pray that there is a heaven. someday when everything will be wonderful. Not only for me, but people in Africa, Cambodia, Vietnam or India or women in the Middle East. Someday, everything will be wonderful, again.

harshi
and so her story is told@ 9:04 PM

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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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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..