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Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Trupti wanted me to do it, so I guess I will....
Seven things you plan to do before you die!!
– Become a doctor (actually, I've always wanted to be a pediatrician but now I'm stuck between OB/GYN or peds...)
– Be a mommy (ha! thinking waaaaaay too far along my future...lol...always plan for the future...)
– travel around the world
– have a big house (actually, I've always wanted one...like a 24,000 square feet one....lol, too much?)
– get a good hubby who is a nice dude...and a mallu
– be a good daughter
– be slim (like not too much *cough*Bhavya!*cough*
Seven things you can do!!
– Crochet
– Sew
– Bhartanatuyam dancing...
– Random dancing
– TIME MANAGEMENT
– Act
– Sing...(although I don't have a good voice)
– blow bubble gum
– Breathe
– Digest
– And many other bodily functions...lol
Okay, so I know that was more than 7, but does anyone care?
Seven things you can’t do!! (not in any particular order)
– Talk to people I've never met...although, I am getting better at it...hmmm...
– Stop being a chatterbox...once I start, I just can't stop (lol)
– Stop wishing for more clothes
– Stop wishing for more jewelry
– Read a book that has to do with school and be able analyze/interpret it
– Study for anything without any music/movie on (don't ask me why...I just say that my brain is more stimulated when I listen to things I like, while still doing school stuff (things I don't like)
– Elope with a lover (like any guy will luv me.... *sigh* except the dude who is stuck marrying this fat girl...
Seven things that attract you to the opposite sex!! (POTENTIAL SUITORS - BEWARE!!!! just kidding)
– Eyes...I think that's the most important part of a person...you can tell a lot about the person through his eyes...especially if he's lying or not.
– Smile...I think that's the next thing that makes me fall for him
– Body...I prefer normal/tinnie bit of muscle dudes..but if not, don't worry...I'll always like you as a friend
– Honesty...if the guy's not honest, talk to the hand
– Personality...he's gotta be a nice guy and respectful
– Talent...not something I consider mandatory
– How they can go with my parents...EXTREMELY IMPORTANT TO ME
Seven things you say most!!
– LOL....
– Okie dokie...so much like a little kid
– No....Don't ask
– Jeez!!!!
– whazzup?
– Blah
– Bleh
Seven celebrity crushes!!
– Shah Riukh Khan...even if he is old and married, I can always dream of being his concubine...j/k
– Hritik Roshan...do I need an explanation?
– MohanLal...lol, so old now though.
– Chad Micheal Murray
– Orlando Bloom...do I need to expand?
– Johnny Depp...same as Orlando
– DiCaprio....don't ask
– Tom Cruise...don't ask...again...lol, haha! (if you didn't get it, its an inside joke with a lot of my OLD OLD friends)
– Will Smith
Seven Dream Guys ( I had to limit myself here)
– Shah Rukh Khan
– Hritik Roshan
– Dileep
– Mohan Lal
– Elijah
– Brad Pitt
–Daniel Radcliff
Seven + 1 people you want to take this quiz!!
Gathi, Muns, Sean, Jake (although I'm kinda scared to see his answers), Viveki, Jordan, and Sylvia (that will be interesting)
Seven things you plan to do before you die!!
– Become a doctor (actually, I've always wanted to be a pediatrician but now I'm stuck between OB/GYN or peds...)
– Be a mommy (ha! thinking waaaaaay too far along my future...lol...always plan for the future...)
– travel around the world
– have a big house (actually, I've always wanted one...like a 24,000 square feet one....lol, too much?)
– get a good hubby who is a nice dude...and a mallu
– be a good daughter
– be slim (like not too much *cough*Bhavya!*cough*
Seven things you can do!!
– Crochet
– Sew
– Bhartanatuyam dancing...
– Random dancing
– TIME MANAGEMENT
– Act
– Sing...(although I don't have a good voice)
– blow bubble gum
– Breathe
– Digest
– And many other bodily functions...lol
Okay, so I know that was more than 7, but does anyone care?
Seven things you can’t do!! (not in any particular order)
– Talk to people I've never met...although, I am getting better at it...hmmm...
– Stop being a chatterbox...once I start, I just can't stop (lol)
– Stop wishing for more clothes
– Stop wishing for more jewelry
– Read a book that has to do with school and be able analyze/interpret it
– Study for anything without any music/movie on (don't ask me why...I just say that my brain is more stimulated when I listen to things I like, while still doing school stuff (things I don't like)
– Elope with a lover (like any guy will luv me.... *sigh* except the dude who is stuck marrying this fat girl...
Seven things that attract you to the opposite sex!! (POTENTIAL SUITORS - BEWARE!!!! just kidding)
– Eyes...I think that's the most important part of a person...you can tell a lot about the person through his eyes...especially if he's lying or not.
– Smile...I think that's the next thing that makes me fall for him
– Body...I prefer normal/tinnie bit of muscle dudes..but if not, don't worry...I'll always like you as a friend
– Honesty...if the guy's not honest, talk to the hand
– Personality...he's gotta be a nice guy and respectful
– Talent...not something I consider mandatory
– How they can go with my parents...EXTREMELY IMPORTANT TO ME
Seven things you say most!!
– LOL....
– Okie dokie...so much like a little kid
– No....Don't ask
– Jeez!!!!
– whazzup?
– Blah
– Bleh
Seven celebrity crushes!!
– Shah Riukh Khan...even if he is old and married, I can always dream of being his concubine...j/k
– Hritik Roshan...do I need an explanation?
– MohanLal...lol, so old now though.
– Chad Micheal Murray
– Orlando Bloom...do I need to expand?
– Johnny Depp...same as Orlando
– DiCaprio....don't ask
– Tom Cruise...don't ask...again...lol, haha! (if you didn't get it, its an inside joke with a lot of my OLD OLD friends)
– Will Smith
Seven Dream Guys ( I had to limit myself here)
– Shah Rukh Khan
– Hritik Roshan
– Dileep
– Mohan Lal
– Elijah
– Brad Pitt
–Daniel Radcliff
Seven + 1 people you want to take this quiz!!
Gathi, Muns, Sean, Jake (although I'm kinda scared to see his answers), Viveki, Jordan, and Sylvia (that will be interesting)
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Stabbed in the Heart
Here's a quick story. So, here goes:
I've cried the most this year than I've ever cried in my whole life. I feel pretty much betrayed by the people I thought were my friends. You wanna know what happened? Let's start from the beginning.
*FLASHBACK*
I came to Dallas in the year 1997. My parents were settled in Bombay when we were in India, then we moved to France for my mom's transfer. Here's a bit more about me. I'm a Maharashtrian and I was pretty proud of that. My parents used to tell me when I was little I used to be the bully of the little kids...but I was sweet and only bit people when they were mean to me. I wanna be that way again sometimes. Anyways, when I first came here to Dallas, we knew no one except a distant relative (don't ask how I'm related to her). She introduced us to many people that we know today.
We also befriended some Hindi bachelors who were living in the same apartment complex as us. We would always be called to some party that they had and I had grown pretty fond of them. Obviously, my little brother and I would be bored sometimes as we had no one to play with. Yet, they always tried to make sure we weren't bored. I miss Ashish Uncle already, who has left to India.
Anyways, we started to go around and we found out that the association had 2 yearly recitals, one of them on a special day and one on christmas. That's where I became friends with the first Indian friend that was a girl. Her name was Amy. She was really nice and we would hang out together whenever we saw each other. But she wasn't always at all the parties people holded so we never really saw each other that much. And I was left again, being the only girl at that time. All the boys used to tease me. They would pull my hair and stupid boy things like that becuz my relative's sons were older to me. Of course, Hari and Raghu were younger to me, but that didn't really matter much since they could always cower behind Arun and Varun. I told my mom and they stopped it.
A couple years later, a new friend came into town. Her name was Pooja. She was actually pretty shy. My mom had invited her family to my house. From there on, we became great friends 'cuz I would see her more often than Amy...and I had someone to hang out with. Soon, Amy, Pooja and I started doing dances together for the both programs. We had a great time, and even more fun when Preiti came. It became an extremely special part in my life, with its own little spot in my heart...something that most likely no one ever felt.
*BACK TO REALITY*
This year, I cried really hard at the beginning, after one of my relatives died. I was devestated and didn't want to believe it. Yet, I thought that it couldn't get any worse than that. But when I went to India over the summer, I cried even more. I came back from India and when my dad and bro weren't around I cried even more. And now today. I kinda start to wonder, is this whole year supposed to be a let's-cry-a-lot year?
Tomorrow we were gonna have the practice for the dance for 1 of the programs. Yesterday, they had actually cancelled the program and Preiti and I were discussing that. Although I didn't tell her, I felt that part of my heart had been pricked with a needle. Although I thought it was a stupid reason to do what they did, it wasn't extremely bad. They cancelled it 'cuz a kid was in the hospital. But they changed their plan and decided to do it anyways. Preiti and I were so happy. All of a sudden, Preiti tells me that Amy's not gonna do it. I immediately asked why. Preiti told me it was because Amy didn't think it right that she do it when a kid is in the hospital. Although I didn't say anything to Amy, I seriously got pissed. But Preiti and I decided we would work around it and maybe take away Amy's part in the dance. That's when Preiti tells me that Pooja's not going to do it because Amy's not. Then I became extremely pissed. What else would you expect? Fine, I get Amy's point but I don' t know why she's not doing it. So, Preiti tells me that she's decided that she won't do any dance with us now. Then I get extremely pissed. Soon I started crying. I felt that a knife had literally stabbed my heart and taken off that little piece that I had treasured.
'There's no point of just Diya and me doing it since it won't look good.' I thought.
I immediately started jumping down Preiti's throat but she wouldn't budge. After that, I decided to permanently take that piece of my heart and clean out the memories. I decided that, from then on, the little part would be for something worth staying in my heart, something that I'm sure will stay there forever and not try to do it again.
Well, leave comments about my short story. Hopefully, you liked it.
I've cried the most this year than I've ever cried in my whole life. I feel pretty much betrayed by the people I thought were my friends. You wanna know what happened? Let's start from the beginning.
*FLASHBACK*
I came to Dallas in the year 1997. My parents were settled in Bombay when we were in India, then we moved to France for my mom's transfer. Here's a bit more about me. I'm a Maharashtrian and I was pretty proud of that. My parents used to tell me when I was little I used to be the bully of the little kids...but I was sweet and only bit people when they were mean to me. I wanna be that way again sometimes. Anyways, when I first came here to Dallas, we knew no one except a distant relative (don't ask how I'm related to her). She introduced us to many people that we know today.
We also befriended some Hindi bachelors who were living in the same apartment complex as us. We would always be called to some party that they had and I had grown pretty fond of them. Obviously, my little brother and I would be bored sometimes as we had no one to play with. Yet, they always tried to make sure we weren't bored. I miss Ashish Uncle already, who has left to India.
Anyways, we started to go around and we found out that the association had 2 yearly recitals, one of them on a special day and one on christmas. That's where I became friends with the first Indian friend that was a girl. Her name was Amy. She was really nice and we would hang out together whenever we saw each other. But she wasn't always at all the parties people holded so we never really saw each other that much. And I was left again, being the only girl at that time. All the boys used to tease me. They would pull my hair and stupid boy things like that becuz my relative's sons were older to me. Of course, Hari and Raghu were younger to me, but that didn't really matter much since they could always cower behind Arun and Varun. I told my mom and they stopped it.
A couple years later, a new friend came into town. Her name was Pooja. She was actually pretty shy. My mom had invited her family to my house. From there on, we became great friends 'cuz I would see her more often than Amy...and I had someone to hang out with. Soon, Amy, Pooja and I started doing dances together for the both programs. We had a great time, and even more fun when Preiti came. It became an extremely special part in my life, with its own little spot in my heart...something that most likely no one ever felt.
*BACK TO REALITY*
This year, I cried really hard at the beginning, after one of my relatives died. I was devestated and didn't want to believe it. Yet, I thought that it couldn't get any worse than that. But when I went to India over the summer, I cried even more. I came back from India and when my dad and bro weren't around I cried even more. And now today. I kinda start to wonder, is this whole year supposed to be a let's-cry-a-lot year?
Tomorrow we were gonna have the practice for the dance for 1 of the programs. Yesterday, they had actually cancelled the program and Preiti and I were discussing that. Although I didn't tell her, I felt that part of my heart had been pricked with a needle. Although I thought it was a stupid reason to do what they did, it wasn't extremely bad. They cancelled it 'cuz a kid was in the hospital. But they changed their plan and decided to do it anyways. Preiti and I were so happy. All of a sudden, Preiti tells me that Amy's not gonna do it. I immediately asked why. Preiti told me it was because Amy didn't think it right that she do it when a kid is in the hospital. Although I didn't say anything to Amy, I seriously got pissed. But Preiti and I decided we would work around it and maybe take away Amy's part in the dance. That's when Preiti tells me that Pooja's not going to do it because Amy's not. Then I became extremely pissed. What else would you expect? Fine, I get Amy's point but I don' t know why she's not doing it. So, Preiti tells me that she's decided that she won't do any dance with us now. Then I get extremely pissed. Soon I started crying. I felt that a knife had literally stabbed my heart and taken off that little piece that I had treasured.
'There's no point of just Diya and me doing it since it won't look good.' I thought.
I immediately started jumping down Preiti's throat but she wouldn't budge. After that, I decided to permanently take that piece of my heart and clean out the memories. I decided that, from then on, the little part would be for something worth staying in my heart, something that I'm sure will stay there forever and not try to do it again.
Well, leave comments about my short story. Hopefully, you liked it.
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