"I sing the blues and swallow them too."

We're not history yet.
We'll make it next year.

Don't you worry, girl.

Owe many thanks to Sneha, Amoudtha, Pushpa, Saranya, Sharrvesh, Sundar, Dev, Sakthish, Rama, Anushiya and Afzal for your help. Thanks for supporting and advising us all the way through.

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Sneha: haha thanks, okay i will =]
Pushpa: wassup man? =D
Shanti: "intellectual comments"?? who me? you've gotta be kidding, lol. but i miss you too!
Raghav: oh yes you are!! =D haha. you can be, at least. mostly you're just extremely high, lol.

Sirius Black has always been my favourite character. After the fifth book, i refused to believe he'd died, cos he was only Stunned when he fell through the veil, bellatrix didn't use Avada Kedavra on him. [i wonder how Rowling thought of all those names.] Actually, it's a bad idea to discuss Harry Potter here.

Incidentally, have you noticed the similarities between the harry potter series and the lord of the rings? there aren't many though, and i'm not trying to say anything against Rowling =] like a giant spider, for example. how many novels have you read with a giant spider in them? i picked up other similarities, but i can't really remember them now.

I have a small question: how did james potter become head boy when he was never made a prefect? in the first book, hagrid says james was head boy and lily was head girl. but in the fifth book, harry's immensely relieved when he hears that his dad wasn't made a prefect either. weird. maybe you don't have to be a prefect to become the Head. interesting.

i've got a mix of Fall Out Boy songs in my head and on windows media player =D thanks for all those many many songs, Raghav!

You'll know i'm talking about you.

I look out of the corner of my eye,
Someone's approaching.
I can just tell who you are, from the walk, the gait, the way you hold your hands,
And the way you make a beeline towards my bench.

I ask you to sit, but you tell me you can't, cos you've skipped a lecture, and can't be seen by the teacher who's just come out to talk to a student.

I knew you'd say that. Wonder if you know how well i know your timetable.

I like it when you skip your lectures to sit with me in mine, though i should be forcing you to attend your own lectures.

I like the way you call my name.

Remember our very rare but very long phone conversations? We really should start talking as much on the phone as we do face to face.

I'll save the rest for your birthday poem, the one i couldn't resist telling you about. =]

You'll give a fleeting look,
Then look away before i catch your eye.

I'll give a cursory glance when you walk by,
Bu i won't meet your eye.

Strange, isn't it? We're trying to ignore each other in the most indiscreet way.

for that one moment

i always find it weird that people can completely hate someone.
i think it's impossible to sincerely and completely hate someone, especially if you calm down and think for a little while.
we could all do with a little less hate around, don't you think?


Mia's enjoying herself in London. This lucky girl gets to see horses, and she doesn't even like horses as much as i do. And she gets to explore the house and backyard and look for foxes and watch the sun set at 10.30pm and be at the heart of the Harry Potter action and tend the garden and buy hot donuts from friendly shopkeepers and play lawn cricket and skip PA back here. =D if you're reading this, don't forget to write your article for the ridge. =] hey Mia, have you caught your glorious sunrise yet?

i wonder what it feels like to be in the eye of a hurricane.
if a hurricane should strike, perhaps that's the safest place to be.

Do pardon the incoherence of this post. i'm just typing what comes outta my head without any structure.

It's past 12am now and i'm on the com cos i miss my music.

"and if all the world were perfect i would only ever wanna see your scars."
Darren Hayes-So Beautiful

Good day to you.

It's just goodnight and not goodbye.

That sounds like the end to the post doesn't it? I guess i don't feel like going off yet though.

I'd told them both i'd write them a story. I told them i'd write them a story about themselves. They're very different people, but their stories are the same. Maybe we're all connected by the same story, except that it won't be just a story, it will be an epic, with every character affecting everyone else. Maybe we're just part of a big plot. After all, we're each looking at the same sunset, you from your window and i from the shore.

Things aren't as complicated as they seem sometimes.

Look at it my way.

Why living close to school isn't as advantageous as it seems:

1. If you wake up late, there's no faster way of getting to school so you're bound to be late.

2. If you're like me, and care about what your house looks like when there are visitors, you need to keep your house/room clean and neat all the time cos people like popping by and doing projects at your house.

3. You don't have a good excuse for not being home on time.

4. People keep cursing you for living so near.

5. Your house is the temporary holding room for things that are too inconvenient for others to take back to their homes.

Haha those are the top 5 reasons i can think of right now. So don't be too hasty in deciding how lucky i am =D