It's 2.24am on a Tuesday morning and there're abt 4 and half hours left for the automatic alarm to ring. And am I spending them wisely? Nooooooo. But I don't do wisdom very well, so I shall excuse myself for a bit.
Y'know, I abhor getting my bills. When I'm in a good mood, I say that bills are to be thankful for cos they mean you've got a roof over your head, eat well, can afford to have a personal line, internet connection, etc etc. And in a crappy half-sleepy mood like this, it's like a huge cheebytic matter, even tho I adore internet banking facilities.
Money comes, money goes. But why the hell does it seem to be departing a lot more than arriving?
Currencies suck.
But I want money. Pls come to me? And bring your relatives with you. :)
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Friday, May 18, 2007
Wah, I just typed my password out without looking at the keyboard! Not bad at all.
I'm jogging on saturday with the Kabbyness. I know, I'm still struggling to digest the fact that I, Dhanya Nair, will be jogging. At bedok reservoir too. The only place I've ever jogged/ran besides home(I go round and round and round like the Sugababes) is school, and that's cos I was forced to. In actual fact, I like running; it's just that after a few minutes of it, it starts seeming like a bad idea and I'd badly want to get a taxi home. Kabby'll probably be hours ahead of me cos she's got amazonian legs like my mom. You know, there's a lot of good genes that I didn't receive from that woman. Only got the teeth that jut out, a smile that's too big, the mickey mouse hairline, hair texture(which is actually not so bad) and good nails. Oh well.
Melinda's out! I hate American Idol. From now, I officially do, and I'm boycotting the show.
Ah, celery goes frikkin well with nutella.
I'm jogging on saturday with the Kabbyness. I know, I'm still struggling to digest the fact that I, Dhanya Nair, will be jogging. At bedok reservoir too. The only place I've ever jogged/ran besides home(I go round and round and round like the Sugababes) is school, and that's cos I was forced to. In actual fact, I like running; it's just that after a few minutes of it, it starts seeming like a bad idea and I'd badly want to get a taxi home. Kabby'll probably be hours ahead of me cos she's got amazonian legs like my mom. You know, there's a lot of good genes that I didn't receive from that woman. Only got the teeth that jut out, a smile that's too big, the mickey mouse hairline, hair texture(which is actually not so bad) and good nails. Oh well.
Melinda's out! I hate American Idol. From now, I officially do, and I'm boycotting the show.
Ah, celery goes frikkin well with nutella.
Sunday, May 13, 2007
There's this asshole who's been trying for yrs to get back with a good friend of mine, thru me. Keeps asking to talk to her and to be given one more chance. She, ofcos, doesn't want to; she's sorta engaged to somebody else, and besides, she hates this fellow. And he knows she's engaged and that she hates him.
Asswipe used to call me everyday to make small talk and beg (and to action abt how bloody rich he is) and later, it got to once every few days, then weeks, and now emails or messages me on Friendster once every few months to again, beg.
Here's the latest installment via email:
Hi Dhanya.I won't beat around the bush. XXX gave me 5 chances but i blew it.She waited for 7 months to win my heart over but now tell i've been waiting and will wait for the day she trusts me that i truely love her.I've been waiting for three years and i will continue to do so unless she's in love with someone else whereby i give her my blessings.She gave me so many chances when i didn't know the meaning of love and when i did understand she's not giving me a chance.
A.R ABDEEN
I'm so frikkin sick of this, and I've not been very mean(kill me), till now.
You mistake me for someone who gives a flying fuck. You can be dead for all I care. Since that's not immediately possible, just make sure that I don't hear from you again.
Dhanya
I hope to god that it stops him. If this doesn't, I swear I'm gonna hunt him down and stuff a broken bottle into his eye socket.
Asswipe used to call me everyday to make small talk and beg (and to action abt how bloody rich he is) and later, it got to once every few days, then weeks, and now emails or messages me on Friendster once every few months to again, beg.
Here's the latest installment via email:
Hi Dhanya.I won't beat around the bush. XXX gave me 5 chances but i blew it.She waited for 7 months to win my heart over but now tell i've been waiting and will wait for the day she trusts me that i truely love her.I've been waiting for three years and i will continue to do so unless she's in love with someone else whereby i give her my blessings.She gave me so many chances when i didn't know the meaning of love and when i did understand she's not giving me a chance.
A.R ABDEEN
I'm so frikkin sick of this, and I've not been very mean(kill me), till now.
You mistake me for someone who gives a flying fuck. You can be dead for all I care. Since that's not immediately possible, just make sure that I don't hear from you again.
Dhanya
I hope to god that it stops him. If this doesn't, I swear I'm gonna hunt him down and stuff a broken bottle into his eye socket.
Saturday, May 5, 2007
Friday, May 4, 2007
Turn it inside out so I can see
The part of you that's drifting over me
And when I wake you're, you're never there
But when I sleep you're, you're everywhere
You're everywhere
Just tell me how I got this far
Just tell me why you're here and who you are
'Cause every time I look
You're never there
And every time I sleep
You're always there
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
I'm not alone
I recognize the way you make me feel
It's hard to think that
You might not be real
I sense it now, the water's getting deep
I try to wash the pain away from me
Away from me
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
I'm not alone
I am not alone
Whoa, oh, oooh, oh
And when I touch your hand
It's then I understand
The beauty that's within
It's now that we begin
You always light my way
I hope there never comes a day
No matter where I go
I always feel you so
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I catch my breath
It's you I breathe
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
You're in everyone I see
So tell me
Do you see me?
Everywhere by Michelle Branch
The part of you that's drifting over me
And when I wake you're, you're never there
But when I sleep you're, you're everywhere
You're everywhere
Just tell me how I got this far
Just tell me why you're here and who you are
'Cause every time I look
You're never there
And every time I sleep
You're always there
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
I'm not alone
I recognize the way you make me feel
It's hard to think that
You might not be real
I sense it now, the water's getting deep
I try to wash the pain away from me
Away from me
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
I'm not alone
I am not alone
Whoa, oh, oooh, oh
And when I touch your hand
It's then I understand
The beauty that's within
It's now that we begin
You always light my way
I hope there never comes a day
No matter where I go
I always feel you so
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I catch my breath
It's you I breathe
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
You're in everyone I see
So tell me
Do you see me?
Everywhere by Michelle Branch
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