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So what happens now...
The quintessential question every ethnic child is forced to ask at some point... How the fuck do I tell my super backward Asian parents that I want to see a white guy and maybe even become serious? Now there's alot of opinion on this topic along the likes of follow your heart and other lame suggestions that help no one and just add to the general ( Read more... ) -
Exam time
And so it begins... the diet involving toxic levels of caffeine with the occasional menthol. Idle procrastination, increased frequency of blogging directly proportional to the proximity of exams and of course more list making ( Read more... ) -
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listmaking
So I'm a list maker and so I suppose this makes my procrastination super efficient by proxy? Anyhow, I always talk abt what I'm going to do with my first paycheck so here's my list proudly bought to you from the recesses of my consciousness in a state of recovery from an awesome weekend which involved ball dresses, face paint that is refusing to ( Read more... ) -
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men are jerks
Anger and disappointment. Synonimity and repetition ( Read more... ) -
poetry in motion
Brown and green patchwork spreads to infinity and even beyond.
Azure skies, dry lips, memories remembered, embraces missed.
Kisses shared and kisses cherished as days fly.
Inflammed irrationality, quietly mediated.
Surprises given, novelty fades.
And strong coffee quenches bitter feuds.
Pillion dreaming, beaches sparkling.
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Easy A was written about Krupa Mehta.
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It seems as though I'm having trouble maintaining my blog. There isn;t relatively much that is making my blood boil these days cept the usual tirades I go on abt like society and hating people etc. The other day I actually woke up happy and thought quick think of something cynical. All had to do was look out the window and see my stupid neighbour [ ( Read more... ) -
White noise
There is a time in the night once all the flooding thoughts of irrelevance and importance are considered and paid their dues that you lay empty just waiting for sleep to take over but it is in those moments of insomnia that all hope of falling asleep are lost when you notice the deafening madness of silence. Once noticed. Game over. You wait and ( Read more... )