Oh my gosh! I'll be at my Year 12 ball in less than 24 hours!!
Oh my gosh! I'll be at my Year 12 ball in less than 24 hours!!
I think I just realised how scared I am.
Considering washing my hair tonight...
Thinking for my sick puppy, Queenie....
Your Guardian Angel
aage aate thi haal-e-dil pe hansi
ab kisi baat par nahin aati
Nice one!Originally Posted by Madhuri
Where is it from, Madhuri?
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
It is a part of a sher from Mirza Ghalib. I am listening to some of his ghazals
another one
Aah ko chaahie ek umr asar hone tak
kaun jiitaa hai tere zulf ke sar hone tak
Aashiqii sabr talab aur tamannaa betaab
dil kaa kyaa rang karun khoon-e-jigar hone tak
Hum ne maanaa ke tagaful na karoge lekin
khaak ho jaayenge hum tum ko khabar hone tak
Gham-e-hastii kaa 'asad' kisase ho kuz-marg-e-ilaaj
shamaa har rang mein jalatii hai sahar hone tak
beautifully sung by Jagjit Singh
God damnit!!! Why wont you smash! Supid chocolate orange...
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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omg!! in five days i will have been dating my baby for half a year... it seems so much longer than that.... omg!!! im so happy!! YAY!!
Nap time should be NOW.
Aww....I hope he/she gets better soon!Thinking for my sick puppy, Queenie....
I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
Sorry to hear she's not feeling well! I hope she's feeling better! Poor puppyThinking for my sick puppy, Queenie....
Jealous!!! My fav!
Currently thinking:
Why do I always have a headache after I take a nap? This sucks. Also, I have a mad sugar craving.
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
Sorry doesn't always cut it
I really want to travel.
I'm thinking that the whiskey i'm currently drinking has a possibility of making me more friendly.
I'm losing all those stupid games
That I swore I'd never play
If only there were more calm-friday-mornings-in-bathrobes-on-the-sofa-with-a-cup-of-coffee, in my week.
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