GUESS WAT?!



I'M BLOODY MENSTRUATING!!! Pun fully intended!



I see red! Red here, red there, red absolutely everywhere!



WOO BLOODY HOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



*SOMERSAULTS LIKE HELL*

You put me down, provoke me with your words, say bad things about me to others. Still, you think you own me.



You try to control me by taking away privileges. You want me to wear a pottu all the time but I don't want to, so your stuff are off-limits to me until I 'come to my senses'. As if I give a flying fuck about your stuff. I've got my own. Know why? I'm old enough. I'm independent enough. I don't need you nor your help to get wat I want. In case you change your mind about wat you said, don't, cos you don't have to finance my studies, no thank you. I'll find my way.



I've got better things to be than your last sister, the bimbo who's got her looks and nails on her mind the whole time. There's so much to me you know shit about, and you'll never know, cos in your mind, the image is stuck, that I'm perpetually the pretty little airhead who's useful only when you need favours. Otherwise her presence is a waste to the family.



I don't care if you don't know me. Just leave me alone and get on with your own life. I'm sick of being hurt, sick of thinking about the things you said, sick of you making me cry in front of strangers. I'd love to make you feel my pain, just so you'd stop inflicting it on me.



I used to want to be just like you. You used to be so nice to me and I felt so lucky to have the most beautiful girl in the world for a big sister. That's all before I became 'this bad', yeah? Well, 'this bad' is how I'm going to be. I'm not going to change myself, become more indianised, or not have a boyfriend just for you. I don't want to be like you, not ever. I'm happy being me, and don't you dare try to change that. Accept the fact that I've grown up. I'm not willing to be your idea of a little sister.



I do love you, and I know you love me. But I don't like you much. I'm trying my best to fight the hate I feel for you.

I don't know wat hairstyle to wear at my sister's wedding. Oh, I didn't tell you guys about my sari!! How cld I have forgotten?!!



*slaps self*



Anyway, it's mainly off-white, and orange at the ends, with silver patterns. It's a beautiful sari and the colours suit my complexion! Gosh I love it love it love it!



*somersaults 23 times*



I gotta be on a lookout for matching jewellery. It's gonna be shopping shopping and shopping from now on. Oh YEAH!!!



*does a little dance*



The hairstyle's the problem though. I don't know wat to do. Tie up, let go, natural curls, get it straightened for the day, I got absolutely no idea. My mom wants to use hair extensions on me. No way! Someone elses' hair!



*pukes*



Shitty. Gtg. Nite!

I called Jeevitha on her handphone a while ago. I thought she picked the phone up. Turned out to be her sister, Lalitha! Stupid, stupid convo.





L: Hello?

D: Hi, may I speak to stupidity?

L: Umm...she's in the toilet.

D: Ah?

L: (silence)

D: Omigawd is this Lalitha?

L: Haha...yah..

D: God I'm so sorry! Cld you pls tell Jeevitha I called?

L: Yah, I will.

D: You know who I am, rite?

L: Ahh..yah.

D: Ok! Thanks! Bye!

L: Bye.





See wat I mean?

I wish my period'll start already.



I'm a few weeks late and let me tell you, it's nerve-wrecking.



When I'm out, my mind is almost constantly on my period. I keep bending back to see if there's any stain whenever I alight from a bus, the MRT, and when I've got to use the loo in the office, cos I don't wanna be caught red-panted. I often go check, cos I'll get weird, uncomfortable feelings, only to find that the darned thing hasn't even started.



You'd think with the full, child-bearing hips, a regular period which means higher fertility comes with it! Bah!!



It runs in the family, really. Talking about the irregular periods. Turns out my sister has had her period suddenly delayed a whole of 5 months before, before it became regular again. Marvellous, yeah?



The first time I menstruated was in Primary 5. It came for a few minutes, and stopped. My menstrual cycle crawled for a year or so, and finally, I started have proper periods in Sec 1. No, I wasn't bleeding or something in Primary 5, it wasn't anything but my first period.



What if this affects my chances of having a baby? It'll screw up my life. I know, I shld go see a doctor. I will, if it still doesn't come in a few weeks.



I'm so desperate, I won't mind the pain that'll surely come with it. As long as it means I'm menstruating properly. Bah.



Regulate already, dammit!!

Kay, Sash and I were dicussing the size of Melvo's ass. With him listening.





---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:

i dun think he even HAS an ass



°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:

HA!!



°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:

true!



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

hmmm...



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

well...his ass is like Singapore



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

oh wait...pulau ubin



---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:

sisters island



-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:

ergh.



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

kusu island



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

wahahaha



°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:

aiyah like pasir ris lah



°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:

or simei



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

eh wait...pasir ris interchange la



-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:

idiots.



°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:

no no, whitesands mcdonalds, 1st floor



---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:

...



-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:

stop it.



-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:

i'll just die.



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

wahahaha



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

no la...delifrance



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

oh wait!



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

whitesands sembawang music centre



---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:

how abt the toilet cubicle



---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:

or beter yet



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

how abt the toilet BOWL



---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:

the sink



°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:

I was gonna say that!!



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

wahahaha



°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:

the tissue holder



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

uh-huh!



---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:

the tap!



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

the soap dispenser



---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:

gasp.......



-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:

...



---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:

an atom



°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:

one tissue piece!



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

hmmmm



°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:

yeah, atom!



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

ok...can't beat an atom



°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:

wooo!



I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:

an atom it is then



°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:

Ok, Melvo, your ass consists of a grand total of....



°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:

*drumrolls*



°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:

ONE atom!



-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:

:.-(



Ho ho ho!! Poor Melvo. *gives Melvo a fake sympathetic smile*

If I ain't got you



Some people live for the fortune

Some people live just for the fame

Some people live for the power yeah

Some people live just to play the game

Some people think that the physical things

Define what's within

I've been there before

But that life's a bore

So full of the superficial



Some people want it all

But I don't want nothing at all

If it ain't you baby

If I ain't got you baby

Some people want diamond rings

Some just want everything

But everything means nothing

If I ain't got you



Some people search for a fountain

Promises forever young

Some people need three dozen roses

And that's the only way to prove you love them



And in a world on a silver platter

And wondering what it means

No one to share, no one who truly cares for me



Some people want it all

But I don't want nothing at all

If it ain't you baby

If I ain't got you baby

Some people want diamond rings

Some just want everything

But everything means nothing

If I ain't got you



Some people want it all

But I don't want nothing at all

If it ain't you baby

If I ain't got you baby

Some people want diamond rings

Some just want everything

But everything means nothing

If I ain't got you



If I ain't got you with me baby

Nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing

If I ain't got you with me baby



- Alicia Keyes

Long time no blog, huh? Don't fret, cos Dhanya's back IN DA HOUSE!!!



*does some rap-style movements*



I won't be staying 'in da house' for long, though. My sister's given me a 20 min time limit, of which 15 min have flown by, with me forlornly watching it fly. She needs to use the comp, says she's got an email to send or something. As if I care!



*throws head back and cackles evilly*



Oh, before I forget, Happy Halloween!



I know we don't celebrate it here in shittifyingly boring Singapore, but the TV stations seem to, so why resist the festive mood? There's a scary monster in all of us. Bring it out and BRING IT ON! Woohoooo!!!!!!!!!!!!



Ignore me.



Still, let me say this before I go: Tis the season to be scary, fa la la la la la la la la!



Have a creepy, scary, shit-inducing night!



*laughs into the night*

I'm gonna meet Jay tmr!!! Yay!!!



Chalet at Pasir Ris! Oh I'm gonna see Jay!!!



Hear that?!!



JIJAY - I'M GONNA SEE!!!!!!!!!!!!



WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!



*extensive somersaulting*

To blog or not to blog.



- Dhanya 1986-20**

Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home.Wanna go home.





Wanna go home.



BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Ok, I'm going to write whatever comes to my mind, without stopping. There'll be typos but I'll keep them there. Reality blogging, baby!



I didn't go to work today, didn't feel like it. Felt so lethargic, man! And was sufferring from mentstrual cramps. The best part is, my peroid hasn't even started! I'm....2 weeks late, I think. Mmmm...maybe I'm pregnant. Now won't that be fun! I won't have any bloody cramps anymore!



*somersaults*



I won't have anymore cramps after having my first baby, cos that's how it was for my mom. She suffered like me and the rest of my sisters, with monstrously painful period cramps. So not fun, man. Did I mention I almost fainted once due the the pain? It was in class, and I had to stand at my desk, cos I forgot to bring my red math file. The pain was unbearable, literally. *shudders in recollection* I ended up scaring my teacher and the rest of my classmates cos I looked extremely pale, it seems. Too bad I didn't think of looking into a mirror, cos I've always wondered how I'd look if I were a vampyre. Notice how I spelt vampyre? I think it sounds nicer than 'vampire'. More...mediaval! Is that how you spell mediaval? No idea.



I've got the taste of Oreos in my mouth. I was pigging out while watching Bewitched on TV. Yeah, I watched Beitched!!!! YIPPEEE!!! I've missed the show so much. And at 6pm, there's a whole new episode for me to devour! YEAH! I'm going to be watching it all alone. No mom, no dad, no sisters. Solitude. I'm gonna sing real loud and dance to wateva song comes on the radio, even if it's a crappy one. I'm gonna bathe and shake the water off my body like a dog in the middle of the hallway.



Ok hold on, I must go drink my chicken essence. *runs off*



Backo! Mr. Jacko! I love the drink, man. I used to hate it, but now, I absolutely adore the taste! Sash says it tastes like chicken poop. Now I know wat she's eaten before. Muahaha! *evil laughter*



I wonder when my parents are gonna leave. See, they're leaving for Malaysia, Seramban, to give my relatives there the invitations to my sister's wedding. It's an indian custon, give your relatives the invitations by hand. Thank god we don't have any Timbuktian relatives. Or maybe I do.



*ponders*



Alrite, this post ends here! My parents are leaving now, and I'll be bcak in a jiffy! Solitude. As Jay wld say in the Homer Simpson way; Mmmm....Solitude...



See ya later, alligator!

The first time I saw Kit, the first thought that came to my mind was that she looked like Keerthi Reddy, an Indian actress. She's not believing, so you be the judge!!

















Tell me wat you think!!!!

Ok, enough dirty jokes, I'll now do some real blogging. Yay!



I went to the temple today with Jay. Alrite, close your jaws, ppl! I do go to temples. I'm wat you can call a Hindu with a 'L' board. :-D



So! It was nice. We prayed and stuff and sat down for a while, scrutinising the temple and deciding where to go. Decided on Chinatown, cos he needed to pay some bills. Then we walked to Raffles Place MRT station to take the train to Lil India. At City Hall, though, we changed our minds and headed out to Peninsular Plaza. Ask why!



*audience go "Whyever did you go to Peninsular Plaza, Dhanya?"*



Cos we went to the wiccan store!! Yay!!!!!



*somersaults*



The name of the shop's Spellbound. I was so excited! It looked mystical enough. And small enough to fit between my teeth.



BAH!



Oh well. The shop's actually not that bad, as in wat they sold. There were wax figurines, the type I've been wanting to get for ages. So wat does that mean? I'm soooooo gonna get some!!! OH OH OH, and I saw a pentagram locket.



*DIES 23 TIMES*



I've been looking for one where ever I go for the past 4 or 5 yrs!! That's so not funny, man. The pain I went through. *shudders* One problem now, and that's in the form of Jay.



*clap of thunder, pees in pants*



He thinks pentagrams are bad and will only bring bad luck. Well some are! It depends on the pentacle itself. 2 points of the star pointing up, evil. Only 1 pointing up, good. Well known fact! So that pentagram we saw there's all goooood. *eyes J nervously*



*SCREAMING HINT*



Gosh I'm having so much fun spamming on Kish's blog with Sash! *cartwheels*



Ooooh. Mom's screaming. Gtg!



Nite! :-)

From Friendster, I got this stupid joke. Entertaining, though!





A 20-yr old girl went to see a psychiatrist.



"Doctor, I'm so angry at my boyfriend that I

must call him "Bastard". Sometimes I feel that he's

gone too far, and he deserves the title."



"Hmm.. such a word is too strong and rude to

call a person. But maybe you have your own

reasons to call him that. Tell me about it so that I can

help you."



"Yes, thank you, Doctor. There was one

night...we parked our car besides the beach and we were

alone... and... he held my hand..."



"Did he hold your hand like this?"



"Yes, Doctor. Exactly like how you're holding it

now"



"If its only this, he doesnt deserve to be

called "Bastard". That means he doesnt want

to be separated from you."



"Then, he leaned his body towards me... and

hugged my shoulder..."



"Was he as this close to you and did he hug

you like this?"



"Yes, Doctor. Exactly like how you're close to

and hugging me now"



"Its not a Bastard. That means he wanna stay

forever by your side"



"Then he kissed me..."



"Did he kiss you like this?"



"Yes, Doctor. He kissed me just exactly like

how you're kissing me now."



"If its only a kiss like this, seriously you cant

call him "Bastard". That means he adores you."



"Then he put his hands inside my clothes and

touched my boobie, Doc..."



"Like this?"



"Yes, Doctor... he did it like that"



"Its not a behaviour of a bastard. It means he

protects you"



"Then he took off all my clothes... slowly... "



"Did you resist?"



"No. Instead, I let him do it, coz I love him..."



"Did he took off your clothes like this ?"



"Yes, Doctor. Until Im completely naked like

now......"



"He still doesnt deserve to be called "Bastard,

because it means he wanna learn about your

body completely"



"Then he kissed me and put his.... inside me

and had sex with me..."



.....

.....

.....

.....

.....



"Did he do it just like what we did just now?"



"Yes, Doctor. exactly the same"



"You cant still call him Bastard. It means he

needs you."



"But then he told me that he has AIDS"



"Damn!!!!! @$&^$&*%#&$#*@%$$#

BASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRD!!!!!"

All the staff outside were shocked to hear the

psychiatrist screaming......

An Arab was interviewed at the US Checkpoint.

Officer: Your name please?

Arab Guy: Abdul Aziz

Officer: Sex?

Arab Guy: Six times a week.

Officer: I mean male or female?

Arab Guy: Doesn't matter, sometimes even camel.





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A man went to the hospital for a checkup. The doctor said he had penis cancer.

He went home, upset, shouted at his wife with anger,

"SEE, I TOLD YOU TO STOP SMOKING!"





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Farmer ordered a MILKING MACHINE. Tried it on his penis and had a wonderful orgasm, but cldn't remove it. So, he reads the manual and faints. It says

"AUTO RELEASE AFTER 2 LITRES".





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Teacher : Why do cows look depressed when being milked?

Student : Madam, if someone rubs and squeezes your breasts for 2 hours but don't fuck you, how would you feel?

Ok, the following facts are official and true.





-Sash and I are long-lost twins.

-We're identical twins.





Wait, there's more!



-We've got long-lost parents.

-Our parents are Angelina Jolie and Antonio Banderas, which explains our similar hair, skin colouring and my lips.

-We're going to Hollywood soon to inform them we're found each other and are still alive and kicking.

-Daddy's going to introduce us to Johnny Depp, Sash's heartthrob.

-They're gonna be proud they've got kids like us.

-We'll be rich.





Ain't this wonderful?!



*somersaults 23 times*

I took this test here. Interesting!





Your Brain Usage Profile:



Auditory : 43%

Visual : 56%

Left : 47%

Right : 52%





Dhanya, you exhibit an even balance between left- and right- hemisphere dominance and a slight preference for visual over auditory processing. With a score this balanced, it is likely that you would have slightly different results each time you complete this self-assessment quiz.



You are a well-rounded person, distinctly individualistic and artistic, an active and multidimensional learner. At the same time, you are logical and disciplined, can operate well within an organization, and are sensitive towards others without losing objectivity. You are organized and goal-directed. Although a "thinking" individual, you "take in" entire situations readily and can act on intuition.



You sometimes tend to vacillate in your learning styles. Learning might take you longer than someone of equal intellect, but you will tend to be more thorough and retain the material longer than those other individuals. You will alternate between logic and impulse. This vacillation will not normally be intentional or deliberate, so you may experience anxiety in situations where you are not certain which aspect of yourself will be called on.



With a slight preference for visual processing, you tend to be encompassing in your perceptions, process along multidimensional paths and be active in your attacking of situations or learning.



Overall, you should feel content with your life and yourself. You are, perhaps, a little too critical of yourself -- and of others -- while maintaining an "openness" which tempers that tendency. Indecisiveness is a problem and your creativity may not be in keeping with your potential. Being a pragmatist, you downplay this aspect of yourself and focus on the more immediate, obvious and the more functional







The results are very true, VERY. So far, this is the test that's most accurate. Go take it, ppl!

I spent 16.02 minutes talking to a shithead. He called me when I was on my way to work on a bus. The convo went like this:



S.H: Hello! Is this Dhanya?

Me : Yep, it is.

S.H: I hope I'm not disturbing you, Dhanya.

Me : Nope you're not. May I know who's speaking? (I'm thinking it's work)

S.H: Hello?

Me : Hello?

S.H: Can you hear me?

Me : Yeah, I can...can you?

S.H: Yes yes, I can. Sorry about that!

Me : It's ok, may-

S.H: Before we proceed, can I know if you're attached?

Me : Umm...yep, I am?

S.H: Oh.....well it's alrite then. Thanks Dhanya. Bye!





I was like, what the fuck was that? I called Jeevitha straight away to tell her about it, since she was the one who normally gets freak calls and smses. She suggested that one of our mutual friends, X, might have passed on my number. I was fuming for a bit, but shrugged it off.



Around 2 hours later, shithead striked again. This time, he's convincing me that he isn't interested in me, he just wants someone to talk to cos he's bored. And whether I could introduce to him a girlfriend of mine who would oblige.



CALL SOME BLOODY CHATLINE! CALL ME FOR WHAT? BLOODY FUCK.



So I spent some time being nice (just shoot me), but managed to make the message clear: I'm no pimp.



On a lighter and funnier note, or maybe not so funny for me, Madhu peed on the floor twice and I had to wipe it off and wash her both times. I was grumbling the whole while. The second time, she managed to pee all over the ladder. Needless to say, I grumbled a whole lot more.



She did something cute right before that though. She climbed high up the ladder and said, "I so tall! I am star!"



Gosh I love her so much.