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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: 9:11 PM
date: Saturday, October 21, 2006
brother's "brilliant" photo taking skills.

durgga ; deepavali started with the usual tradition of mum arguing with me on which traditional outfit i should wear. in the end, i got t wear what i wanted. :D went t temple and saw alot of people that i knew. then changed and went grandpa's house. deepavali this year wasnt on such a big scale since we're still mourning for aunt. but it was fun cos by the time i came all the high class relatives had left, and all the aunties i usually bitch and gossip with were there so i had a good time. and i kept eating and eating, i know i gained like 5 kg and entered the 40 kg range already. back at home now and me and brother are making the usual sacarstic comments on the typicalness and lame factor of some tamil movie. oh yeah and we played with the cracker thing that mum had kept for my baby cousin but we used everything up. :D haha, ive t thank brother for not revealing my terrible marks so family's happy. for now.
oh well, HAPPY DEEPAVALI!