prologue

Name: Sajeetha
life is for living, need i say more?

*loves:
the family, him, them; my friends
anything arty farty, the literary arts, theatre
dolphins
travelling, always unfolding something new
dining in places with ambience to kill for (it's a hobby.hah)
r etail therapy
all things indian
enlightening conversations
candles
angels, fairie,pixies, gnomes, smurfs(br>

*loathes:
the one who stabs u in ur back
death of dear ones
all that flies or has wings
the complications of all types of relationships
not knowing
those who try so hard to be me

red/purple crumpler bag
new urban male jersey
new birks
that oh-so-gorgeous watch from esprit
that beautiful converse bag
a white i-pod nano
that new dgital camera which screams buy-me!
the bikini from billabong
a new pair of funky spectacles
truckloads of best-selling novels
a whole new art materials collection
a new wallet that fits the enormous card collection of mine

nady,the sweetie pie
vicky, the blur sotong
charlotte,the doctor in the making
sivanes, the smart-ass cuzzin
LV, the gorgeous pearly
sarah, the clubbing chica
sujatha, the indian actress look alike
nadia ameera, the lost pri sch mate who was found
lynette, the sports fanatic
hemma, the evil twin
vanessa, popular for all the wrong reasons

express

 

Foto Decadent
 

July 2005[x] August 2005[x] September 2005[x] October 2005[x] November 2005[x] December 2005[x] February 2006[x] March 2006[x] April 2006[x] May 2006[x] June 2006[x] July 2006[x] August 2006[x] September 2006[x] October 2006[x] November 2006[x] December 2006[x] January 2007[x]

And here I am, to continue from where I last stopped. Another week has passed and there is another series of events to record in this diary that I had promised myself, to keep religiously. But of course, as you all already know I have not been doing that great a job at that. Oh well, but the story still continues…

05 Nov 2005 – Aaraathanaa Finals

It came and went. My personal opinion (no offence to anyone), the show, though a success, was a little too draggy with quite a few unwanted items in the agenda. The standard of the competing schools had dropped drastically and the only reason I would say the show went on just fine, would be mainly because of Vishnu’s contributions. To me, he was the star tt night.

There you go, a summarized review on Aarathanaa 2005 – by yours truly.

Senthil rocked the stage that night (according to me, that is). I did not bother watching the rest of them for my eyes were only fixed onto him. Watching him up there, giving his all in his performance brought upon a mixture of emotions.
Happiness engulfed me to see him so happy on stage. Dancing is and will be his life and as much as I detest that fact, I have come to terms with it.
Sadness and jealously struck when the realization that the guy who is up there on stage is no longer mine hit upon me. Soon he’ll belong to another and that girl will be taking over all the rights, I, once had over him. That girl (as I type this I secretly wish she’ll be fat and ugly) will proudly exclaim that he is HER boyfriend! Ouch, ouch, ouch!
Pride when I reminisce about the fact tt he once belonged to me and we had a good 5 years together.

Sheesh, I don't exactly know what I'm feeling anymore. Think I'll put a full-stop to my sob story here.

And with this, the entry for Aarathanaa comes to an end. Now, who am I kidding? I’m just making up excuses to blog about Senthil.

*Sajeetha,get.a.damn.life.won't.you?*

Tuesday, November 22, 2005
- - - - - - - - - -