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Hi my name is so and so, sometimes when i'm bored, i draw people in my head. I listen to music a lot but the best times are usually when i'm on the bus. I don't think many people know about me because I keep a low profile. On days when i'm upset, i paint my toe nails and red is my favourite color. I have white feet, they remind me of porcelain. My eyes resemble almonds and my lids look like define lines imprinted in clay. I wish I were somebody else, maybe superman perhaps, my red cape in the wind, ever so free. My blog is a collection of my perspectives, thoughts and emotions. I write when I write, what I write. Your critcism is not welcomed.
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time: 6:21 PM
date: Friday, July 28, 2006
durgga ; started the day off emo-ishly. cos of lollollollollollipop. :/ yeah, guai old me, sitting all poor thing in the class with her butt stuck on the chair and ears listening to that same old song. it was nice though, for awhile. as i repeat, for awhile. but i got back to my high self again, sort of. maths was alright, similarity&congruent triangles are pure oooooolala now. :D miss azrina said i should sit infront instead of the back, fat chance cos im kind of getting used to it now. but i still do miss my dusty old corner. D: & i was like killing termites on my tablet from the stress relief thing that hayyu infrared me when she was like 'durgga, what are you looking at?'. i was like 'oh, waiting for madhu to send me that sci power ppt lah'. then it turned out that the power ppt wasnt even uploaded yet. D: i dislike mr poon really. but his name is nice, cos there is a tamil bad word for it. alright fine, we cant help but thinking of that word all the time. see, its his fault that he has a name that makes us think vulgar stuff. oh pls, i do not want to know his first name. maybe i do. xD then can make more v lame sick jokes. oh yes, happy birthday sankari d/o sinnasamy! my tution partner whose good company during those boring tution nights/morns but weirdly, not afternoons. :D the charity draw tickets sucked my wallet dry and left me with a pathetic few coins. :/ oh well, after school was nice with vera snr coming over with her bf. she looked v prettaye!, we stayed for only awhile cos we decided to go home & sleep since we've nothing to do. but that period of time was fun, cos we were being v v mean. & we enjoyed it like fuck, and didnt even feel guilty at the end. :D it was our high time of the day. then me, hanisah, hazel, shah & wingyan went macs and looked at profiles, & laughing at our old photos and thinking what nerdy toots we looked like. oh man, i practically screamed at that one photo. :/ life without straight hair sucked, eeww. anws, i wanna sleep now since tmr is arts awareness day and im meeting hanisah for breakfast at like dont know where cos we havent even decided yet. :D
edit : oh yeah & happy birthday to miss low gp too! i like really miss her, she & her sister comments and like english was okay. as in like acceptable? now with mr. pooooooooo-n. (hey like looooooooo also?) he made us write this thing abt ourselves. things that excite us. mahomita and me were like hey man, what you trying to say kind of thing. i wrote like some load of crap, making myself sound like some retard. since it was formal, i rmbr this line : i do not like dogs which are big and i do not like dogs that bark loudly but i like dogs. i like to get nice things but i do not like it when i do not. or some other weird, mental stuff & something thats probably freaking him out now. LOL. :D okay ive made some sort of arrangement with hanisah. & all those taking part in speech day, esp those rc people in the mini musical, rock the stage baybeh!