HAha.=X

yes that is Dear God smiling evilly at me.was that sentence an oxymoron?hmm.*ponders*
in any case,do you have ANY idea how difficult it is *not* to scratch a piece of your skin when its demanding and frantically pleading with you to do exactly that??I guess the unlucky victims *are* aware.On top of that,people are telling you constantly NOT to scratch when all you are doing is staring longingly at that vile,tiny prick of a boil.AND,your favourite people are miles away.and you can't catch a glimpse of them.And its WINTER.The city is throbbing with festivities and music.Our college is celebrating One-fifty years of GLORY,for Pete's sake.And You can just stare at the mirror at your erstwhile FACE,and wonder if this fascinating ugliness will EVER leave or not.Its not good.Thank you God,that ze parents are such wonderful creatures.*love*
Though both of them squabble about stupid things..despite me telling them that they resemble some old potty-faced crabby couple.*sigh*And I want to watch Slumdog Millionaire.I read the book by Vikas Swarup three years back.Poor thing.I heard he is really upset that these biggies are ignoring him,though.=\ *Silence*

*WAILS*
*WAILS LOUDER*

I miss Pookie(i need to hold him close and sniff his hair and laugh with him and see him smile so bad)(cheese indeed)I miss M(you KNOW,am dependent on you too honeybun).and O.And The Idiotic Shreo who keeps on lecturing me.idiot.I know EVERYTHING,logically speaking.But I don't WANT TO be PRACTICAL.i love you though.(lovestruck and all heehee)I MISS the entire jing-bang.='(

anyway,before i sign off.*melodramatic sigh*,i shall leave you guys with this:

=::::)

and this above mentioned squiggle is a smiley WHICH represents my spotty smile.heh.xD