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    December 24

    Addicted to YOU.

    I am currently obsessed with 3 Doors Down.
    I cannot stop listening.

    Please make me stop. = \

    November 21

    Je suis psycho.

    I feel like doing something new.
    My daily routine annoys me now. So, I think I'll pierce my ears again. = )
    I'm going with Misbah the day my exams get over. December 19th or something.
    It'll be AWESOME.

    I'll have four ear piercings again.
    *Dreams*




    November 04

    It. Can't. Be.

    I hate that it's coming to an end.

    It couldn't've gone past so quickly!
    Just yesterday, I was in KG, wanting to be in the 12th and get out of school.
    Now, I'm in the 12th, wanting desperately to go back to KG and never leave school.

    20 something days.
    I've never be in school again, EVER.
    *Cries*

    October 06

    YAY!

    My practice coaching classes start tomorrow.

    Yes, these classes have PRACTICE classes, because they're so hyped and hard.

    But, I got in! Without any recommendation or influence!
    Just PURE talent!

    He said I have potential to top the NIFT exam!
    YAY!

    Wish me luck, okay?

    Love,
    ME.

    September 18

    Count.

    I've fell 2 yesterday.

    Just once today. About a minute ago. I tripped over a wire and hit my head.

    I'll keep counting.

    September 13

    My friend are..

    ..CRAZY.
    Varun went over to Viren's house lastnight for dinner.
    They invited me, but I couldn't go.
    So, erm.. I stayed at home, doodled around with my sketchbook and pens a little.. played LOUD music and went for a headbath.
    I came out, changed into my flowery PJ's. Pink top with white bottom that has roses on them. = \
    Anyway, when I went into the bathroom again, to get my deo, I thought I head Varun's voice.
    Varun: Dude! Just tell her to come down already!
    Viren: I'm calling, WAIT.
    This was at 10 in the night, mind you. TEN.
    I called Viren:
    Viren: Hi Ning Ning!
    Me: ARE YOU DOWNSTARIS?!
    Unidentified male voice: Tell her we can hear her from her bathroom. Hahaha.
    Viren: Can you come down?
    Me: WET HAIR, PJ'S! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE AT THIS HOUR?!
    Viren: We came to see you.
    So, I go down, In wet hair and my flowery Pj's. Grr.
    My watchman's starting at me like I'm mad.
    Varun: PINK?
    Apurv: You look like a girl.
    Viren: She IS a girl.
    Varun: No, she's no- wait, no, she's a girl alright, otherwise, I'd be gay.

    Three boys.
    Three idiotic dimwits eating chilly beef and waiting for me.
    SERIOUSLY.
    Apurv, Viren and Varun.
    SERIOUSLY.

    Anyway, they came up for sometime and life by about 10:30.
    Amazing night I had. = \

    Stunned parents, Apurv who ALMOST came home in his boxers. (ACK!), Varun the idiot and Viren wearing his glasses. Tongue out
    As for me. I WAS STILL WEARING MY PINK PJ'S! = \

    September 05

    Driving me crazy.

    My computer crashed, and I all my songs got erased.
    BUT, it's a good thing.
    I no longer know which song I listened to 354 times, and which.
    BUT..

    Hey there Delilah,
    What's it like in New York City?
    I'm a thousand miles away
    But girl tonight you look so pretty
    Yes you do
    Time Square can't shine as bright as you
    I swear it's true

    Hey there Delilah,
    Don't you worry about the distance
    I'm right there if you get lonely
    Give this song another listen
    Close your eyes
    Listen to my voice it's my disguise
    I'm by your side

    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me
    What you do to me

    Hey there Delilah,
    I know times are getting hard
    But just believe me girl
    Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
    We'll have it good
    We'll have the life we knew we would
    My word is good

    Hey there Delilah,
    I've got so much left to say
    If every simple song I wrote to you
    Would take your breath away
    I'd write it all
    Even more in love with me you'd fall
    We'd have it all

    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me

    A thousand miles seems pretty far,
    But they've got planes and trains and cars
    I'd walk to you if I had no other way
    Our friends would all make fun of us
    And we'll just laugh along because we know
    That none of them have felt this way
    Delilah I can promise you
    That by the time we get through
    The world will never ever be the same
    And you're to blame

    Hey there Delilah,
    You be good and don't you miss me
    Two more years and you'll be done with school
    And I'll be making history like I do
    You know it's all because of you
    We can do whatever we want to
    Hey there Delilah here's to you
    This ones for you

    Oh It's what you do to me!
    Oh it's what you do to me!
    Oh it's what you do to me!
    Oh it's what you do to me!
    Oh it's what you do to me!
    What you do to me.





    WHY does this song STILL bother me?


    August 31

    Mission-Mini-Skirt.

    Cookies!
    BIG crunchyy chocolate chip cookies. I love. <3
    No more cookies.
    No more chocolate.
    No more Pepsi.
    No more sugar.

    GYM!

    I like skirts.
    I wear a LOT of skirts.

    But, that mini-skirt, just stares at me. 'Cause I don't feel I can carry it off, yet.

    But, if mission-mini-skirt goes as planned, I will wear it, SOON!

    Open-mouthed

    P.S. If you think I've lost my mind, you're right, I have.



    August 23

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    August 12

    Fear.

    Okay. Well, Hello.

    I'm just going to dive right into my it.
    I don't have a social life. And I want one. No, I NEED one.
    I pushed most of the people who gave me a social life away, 'cause I didn't have TIME to faf around. But then, WHY am I regreting it now?
    No, not the pushing them away, the pushing the social life away.
    This is my last year of school, I DO need to concentrate on college, but I can't forget school because of that, can I?
    I've been working so hard to get into a college which I might NEVER get into.
    I mean, I need to stop kidding myself so much.
    NID, Fashion Designing, has like.. 10 seats. Reservation? Hell, yeah.
    And, I probably won't get in considering people who're FAR more talented than I can ever dream of being will secure those seats.
    Leaving me to get used to the idea of going to NIFT, which ain't all that bad I guess. GUESS.
     
    But, 10 years down the line, I'll probably end up some washed up artist listening to Emo Music and attempting suicide because I can't sell any painting for more then 200 bucks and even eating at Viv's is just a distant dream.
    Fashion Designing, I'd probably not have enough money to buy myself clothes. Siiiggghh.
     
    Self Doubt.
    That's what it's called. Hopefully, I'll get over it.
     
    Soon.
     
     
    Until then, I'm going to try NOT to think only of the future. The present it equally as important.
     
    See ya.
    August 05

    Ciao Bella!

    I spoke to Isabella today! Open-mouthed

    Wheee!

    *Does happy dance*

    She is STILL as happy and cute and awesome as ever.
    My bestest friend is BACK!

    I can at least speak to her from now on!

    YAY!

    Lovey you, Bella!
    I miss you and Ale VERY much.

    July 30

    Great Mishaps.

    Economics sucked.
    After studying SO much, I did do well, but it still sucked.
    Tomorrow, I have french and I AM going to fail.

    P.S. We get to give Akshey a makeover, YAY!
    P.P.S. Kavya and Keya are going to model, while I give them the clothes one of these weekends.
    P.P.P.S. Manjari's cooking.
    P.P.P.P.S. I'm out of things to say!

    With love, your very own failure.
    Shrutilaya.

    July 28

    *Dies*

    ACHOOOOO!

    Rain. Coold.

    Cough.

    Portfolio. Study. Portfolio. Study. Portfolio. Study. Portfolio. Study. Portfolio. Study. Portfolio. Study. Portfolio. Study. Portfolio.. *Sneeze*

    Sniff. Sniff.

    Headache.

    Fever.

    Exaaammms.


    Come take me now, death, my friend. My compa.. ah-ah-ACHHHOOOO!

    Sowwie.




    July 24

    Today.

    Dress Designing  - First Place! = D
    Japan Trip - Through to the second round. Interview on Sunday.

    Yay!
    Open-mouthed

    July 20

    I had a dream..

    Okay, this dream was weird.
    It involved one of my "ex"-boyfriends. =\
    We were on.. good terms. It went something like this:
    Him: Hey!
    Me: *Blink, Blink* (Why is he talking to me all of the sudden?) You haven't shaved! I mean, Hey..
    Him: It's been ages since I've spoken to you, how are you?
    Me: Erm.. fine? =\
    Him: This is my freind, by the way.. He's "x". (Wishpers) He got another friend of mine pregnant.
    Me: Wow, alright. So, what's up with you?
    Him: Nothing much, just the same ol'. I'm bored, wanna' take a walk?
    Me: Sure.
    --- We walk and keep chatting ---

    Anyway, the rest of the dream consisted of us just talking about random stuff like music and school and all.. I ALMOST thought it was real. Until, I sorta' turned on my side, saw my pillow and realized it wasn't.
    But, damnit, how I wish it were real. Seriously.


    Anyway, tomorrow's Apurv's birthday, and the only reason I'm online is to find a picture of him that I can paint. = )
    So, must go, Ta!

    July 14

    Truth

    Yes, I broke up with him.
    We were HONESTLY better friends than we were boyfriend and girlfriend.
    He hates me now, but, hopefully, it'll be okayy..


    Now, I AM truly happy. = )


    July 11

    Fame and Fortune

    As I began, I was excited.
    I began drawing, painting carefully. Giving it effects of different types of cloth on the way.
    I promised myself, as this was the first term of the 12th, I had sometime to finish this.
    I worked.
    Day after day. Dress after dress.
    Sketching the figure, drawing the clothes, coloring them, and finally sticking the silhouette on a sheet of pure black paper.
    As a few days went by, I was sure, I'd've finished at least 25 sketches.
    I was actually kinda' excited.
    Assembling a portfolio is not really a daily occurrence.

    So, one day I stopped, having run out of paper and energy to draw the human anatomy again.
    I decided I'd count the number I had and how many more I need.

    Wait for it.


    *Drum role*


    12 sketches.


    *Wails*


    *Picks up paper and pencil again, begins sketching*

    Here I go again..





    June 30

    Damn Life.

    In the past few weeks.

    Ross and Rachel (a.k.a Viren and Swati) broke up.
    Chandler and Monica (a.k.a Varun and Sneha) broke up.
    Pheobe  and Mike (a.k.a Adeeba and Avinash) broke up. I think.

    Yes, not the best of weeks, I know. But Viren's now rethinking this theory and is making Sneha, Janice.. because the whole friends thing isn't really working out.


    My ONLY question.

    Why am I single when everyone is going out with someone else.

    NOW, why do *I* have a boyfriend (Err, I guess?) when everyone else is single?

    June 20

    The Worst Day Of My Life.

    As I told him to stay away,
    He said.. "Sweety, let me make my own mistakes.
    I'm not worth the effort and pain I put you through,
    I see how much out of you it takes".
    And as I beg him, not to pursue,
    He runs away leaving me behind,
    to pick up the pieces he'll soon shatter into.

    *Sigh*
    Do people honestly NEVER learn?

    I went for the BVM Culturals today, and it SUCKED. (Shrija, I need t'talk t'you about your school and it's LACK of organization!)
    First of all, my even is on the second day, being, tomorrow. Fashion Illustration, dearies.
    But, because of a communication "error", they sent all the people who're supposed to go tomorrow, today. Even though the people who were a part of TODAY's events had already left.
    And we got there. After 45 minutes on a horrid bus with Varun literally sitting on my lap and playing is stupid pot. (Junk Music)
    Yes, 6 foot thing sits on 5"3 nothing. Happens everyday. Arrggh.
    So, yeah, we get there, and what happens? Kavya and Sumaya come RUNNING towards us, telling us how disorganized this culturals've been. Then, we found out, that our events're ACTUALLY tomorrow. So, we have to go back, Yayy! Tushar has food poisoning, no one knows ANYTHING. Akshay is upset 'cause they have this bias against Lady Andal and he SHOULD've qualified, considering he DID get the highest mark. Divya and Adeeba got into the finals of T-Shirt designing but they told them that they hadn't when they asked the people there. Half of us missed our events due to lack of any sort of communication, this is the 21st Century, PEOPLE!!  And, to add fuel to the fire slowly lighting inside of me?
    I saw Amitash. = |
    He's like the first guy *I* thought was HOT. Yeah, just when I was finishing the 10th. I had this tiny li'l crush on him. Not a proper one, mind you, a tiny one.
    So, he's sitting there, with his gorgeous hazel eyes and those awesome dimples, and Kavya goes.. "Laya, I want him, I mean, WANT in every sense of the word, I mean, look at him!". I looked at him and said.. "Damn! That's Amitash, could this day get any better". Which is when I told her about my *History* with that boy. = P
    Oh, and did I mention I hadn't looked at water since the previous night, per say. Nor any food. And this is Chennai.
    We finally got back in time for school to let out, so I took an auto home and crashed. I woke up about an hour ago and drank coffee, the first thing I'm drinking ALL day. And now I'm blogging, after AGES.

    Ha. It feels good to be back. = D





    June 08

    A Soul Wandering Thoughts..

    Sometimes when I'm alone.
    I think about you.
    Wonder if you're thinking about me too.
    I don't want to feel the feelings that I feel for you.
    They might ruin you.
    They might ruin me.
    They might ruin the beautiful thing that we have.
    Yet, I can't stop myself.
    I try drowning my thoughts, but I hear your voice.
    Whispering in my ear.
    It haunts me in a way I don't want it too.
    And I don't want to keep them from you.
    You're the only one who has made my life make sense to me.
    I make sense to myself, because of you.
    You're special, you're unique.
    You are the happiness in me.
    So now I ask, in a desperate plea..
    Will you be with me?