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India, Female, 22, live on tonnes of books, lots of music, much more hope, some incoherent philosophising, and swear by Ayn Rand and Pink Floyd. Very stubborn and don't want to change. Trying very hard to become an engineer. In love with life... And Newton :)

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Life in archives
04/01/2004 - 05/01/2004
05/01/2004 - 06/01/2004
06/01/2004 - 07/01/2004
07/01/2004 - 08/01/2004
08/01/2004 - 09/01/2004
09/01/2004 - 10/01/2004
10/01/2004 - 11/01/2004
11/01/2004 - 12/01/2004
12/01/2004 - 01/01/2005
01/01/2005 - 02/01/2005
02/01/2005 - 03/01/2005
03/01/2005 - 04/01/2005
04/01/2005 - 05/01/2005

Blog Truths
"Can I be as I believe myself or as others believe me to be? Here is where these lines become a confession in the presence of my unknown and unknowable me, unknown and unknowable for myself. Here is where I create the legend where I must bury myself."
--Miguel De Unamuno.

Current read

Linking Park
Paperbacks: Love And Longing In Bombay -Vikram Chandra, Eleven Minutes -Paulo Coelho (Still trying! Can't get past the S&M bit. THE BOOK SUCKS!)
E-books: Da Vinci Code -Dan Brown

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Monday, April 04, 2005

Friendship can end in love...
... But love in friendship, never...

... announces my roomie's rather corny wallpaper. To that I say BLEEEAAAUUUURGH!

Anyone who can comprehend my self-confessed "punter dost" Dopey will know what I mean. LOL!

And just in case I didn't mention, this feels so much nicer (read intelligent/sensible/sane) than crushing over that "brains-forever-resting-in-my-oh-so-huge-biceps-and-triceps" moron!

Just in case you're surprised at the tone of this post after an eternity of sadism-masochism (ARGH!) on my blog, it's because I had the most awesome Sunday with Noxie... Coffee, beer, Toblerone, Pink Floyd, Led Zep, and a whole lot of talking... The works! I strongly believe that it pays to have more than one set of friends, especially one that is so far-removed from the harsh reality that is my college/hostel life (Yeah I know that sounded melodramatic!) and someone who's been there done that and gotten over it.

By the way the high comes and goes, I wouldn't trust it. Neither should you. :P

Disclaimer: When I say love, I don't mean "love". Go figure! :P