Sunshine's Birthday

The cake. Not chocolate though. =(

The birthday boy with the retarded bow my mum made!









My oh so cool bestie.

Murphy's Law

The day you put off washing your hair is the day you're bound to meet the crush! It's Murphy's Law. =/
I chickened out! Yes. Again.

Misshapes

She walks in beauty,
Like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
-Byron-

BLUE + RED

I absolutely HATE it when someone intrudes on MY personal space. It bothers me. Alot. I feel suffocated. And I dont like that.

I'm thinking of that special someone. Again. Tsk.

I'm BLUE

I know what I want. Well pretty much atleast.
I have no idea how I'm going to pull off the saree act! I don't exactly have one. And even if I did have one, I have no idea how to tie it! And then there's the problem of how I'm gonna walk in it!
=/ I feel like strangling the person who put me up to it!!!

There you go again. Sigh. I'm beyond tired. Oh well. Whatever floats your boat. *shrugs shoulders*

It's 2:57 am. I'm sleepy. I should be writing my term paper. But here I am, comtemplating life.

I feel uneasy. Very uneasy. Something's just not right.

I'm finding something terribly odd. I'm not quite sure how I feel about it though. =/
There's you and there's me. And then there's us.
I like that.

Time: 7:00pm
Still working on my theatre critique.

My sister pissed me off BIG time today. Every argument we have, she has to bring up my bloody A level grades. That's like hitting below the belt. So I screwed up. Big deal. She's doing good now and I'm happy for her. But everytime we get into an argument, you don't see me bringing up the times when she wasn't doing too well. I cannot understand why she has to keep bringing the A levels up. She somehow manages to link every goddamn thing to how I screwed up. It was a one off thing. Let it go already.
And she has the nerve to lecture me about my spending habits! Hell it's my money. I decide how I'll spend it.

Time: 12:01am
Still stuck on Sociology tutorial.

I need a job! Fast!!

My finances are dangerously low. =/ I need to get a job. I can't relief teach at SINDA cause they're pretty much done with classes for the year.
I'm bored. Even with 4 term papers and a test on Wednesday which I haven't finished studying for.

Obayam 2007




That's Haarv's idea of a good pose. Shakes head.

Haarv ALWAYS has trouble keeping her eyes open!

Nikky and me. Love love!

One of the rare occasions where Nikky ACTUALLY looks sweet!

My mum thinks that if I keep up with my antics, no one will ever want to marry me! (I don't see the connection but then again its my mum) Doesn't bother me! I'll be happy with my 11 cats and food long past their expiry date in my cupboard.

Trying to get the Arabian Princess look right.

A very dead Thulasi, after hours and hours of serving.

I would have taken more pictures but a certain little boy had to run away with my phone!

And yes Ranitha your presence was sorely missed by all!

You're lucky patience happens to be my greatest virtue.

Save it.
I'm having one too many blonde moments.

I'M BEAUTIFUL, INTELLIGENT AND I HAVE A PERSONALITY THAT SHINES! =)

Low self esteem days. Hate them. I hate how no one's spared. Even the most gorgeous, intelligent women with GREAT personalities get them. Gah. But somehow I always manage to pull through. Fake the confidence. It works brilliantly.
I admit how sometimes I wonder how I'll ever measure up or be good enough. To anyone for that matter. But wondering's as far as I'm willing to go. On what basis do you decide your worth? And what exactly are you measuring up to? I can never understand how people can mull over their self worth for days. There's hardly anything concrete to gauge their self worth on.
I had a weird dream. I dreamt that a wallaby hugged me! Then it turned evil and ran its SHARP, pointy claw down my back. *Shudders*

Somewhere

I need a nice, LONG holiday. Somewhere quiet. AND exotic. Somewhere with a nice sandy beach and a breathtaking view. With not a single soul in sight. Yes. That's what I'll like.
I'm mighty pleased with myself.

I LOVE MY NAME!

I don't care if I don't look like a Thulasi. I love my name! And I can't imagine being called anything else. And I think my name's pretty hip. So there!
I'm seeing stars. Been staring at the computer screen for so long. ugh. Now I'm seeing spirals. Or something that looks like that. =/
Okay. I have had enough of being civil. I hate it when I am forced to answer to someone. Especially when I don't see the need to. How is my whereabouts of any concern to you? And let me tell you dude NOBODY demands that I answer their call. I decide that. I'll answer if I want to. And if I don't, I hope you're wise enough to know that I am so not interested in talking to you.

I feel like some hot chocolate. And subway cookies. Mmm.

Plays, bags and cockroaches

I went to watch JBJ yesterday! I enjoyed it despite it having lots to do with politics. Blah! Politics and me just don't gell. It was really good though. I feel like watching another play soon. =)
Borrowed my sister's brand new bag to carry to the play. You wouldn't believe the fuss she kicked up. She was close to murdering me. Thank god I wasn't home at that time. It's just a bag. I know its NEW. But still? Let it go for god's sake. I let her wear my brand new white shorts and my new blue ones. I don't say anything when she helps herself to all my tees. Looks like I'm the NICE one in the family! Hhmph!
There's a cockroach on the loose! =s

I feel the need to be comforted. And the only person whom I derive comfort from is not quite there anymore. And even if he was around I doubt I would want to run into his arms. I'm not weak. Toughen up then Thulasi.
I'm terribly afraid to put myself out there again. I overestimated my ability to distangle myself from all of this. Fuck.
I feel like I need to hold back, not give it my all, not wait earnestly for calls, not hope, not dream, not wish, not love.
But time and time again, I find myself waiting by my bloody phone. I check whether my ringtone is at its loudest. Place it under my pillow and attempt to sleep. Wake up every now and then in the night just to check my phone. Wonder what happened to him. Probably busy I decide. Squeeze my eyes tight and force myself back to sleep. Doesn't work. I repeatedly tell myself how strong I am. I hold on to anything I can, be it the cards, messages or the shirt I so love to go to bed in.
This was what I was so afraid of.