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

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I'm having my first paper in less than 10 hours and try as i might, i can't seem to get to sleep. Anxiety attacks, i'm guessing. Oh well, instead of counting sheeps and staring right into space i thought i might as well do something productive - b.l.o.g!

I haven't been here in a long time after all. Revision, desperate attempts at sports and social events have kept me away for abt what, 2 weeks or so? I promise updates the moment my darn exams end aight? Wait up for my entries yea?

So this is just gonna be a shout out to all my faithful readers (i reckon i have some. oh, pls tell me i do) that i'm not gone and will be back again but not before i share my thoughts with you on something i pondered upon.

Read. Give it some thought, won't you? Might do you some good in life, or at least that's what i wish for. That one day, someone wld come up to me and say that 'hey, ur random ramblings made me look at life from a new angle altogether and i just wanna thank u for opening my eyes'. You know, something like that? Yup.

So here goes;

Why cry over spilled milk? Its dirty now, you can only mop it up, throw it away.I paid a thousand dollars for that bottle of milk. Now look at it. An empty bottle on the floor, with its vomit surrounding it. Some splashed on the walls, some on my feet.

Will it make me feel better to mop it up, clear it away? Won't I still think of the thousand dollars I spent on it?I have nothing to replace the milk. Now I have nothing to eat, nothing to drink. Now I'm going to go hungry.

I may not die, for tomorrow, I can work although for now I think its the end of the world.
I will always remember my carelessness, and what it has caused me to lose.
I might always cringe about it, and beat myself up for such carelessness.
I might never ever take another bottle of milk for granted anymore, even if I'd only have to pay a dollar for it because it is precious in my eyes.

For now, I can cry over that bottle of spilt milk. For now, my bones may ache and my eyes may be sore for all that I've done for it. But tomorrow, I will wake up with a hungry stomach and realise what I have to do.

The world doesn't stop turning when you shut down.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006
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