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Where Have You Been...?????? =P

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Amarillo todas las...!! So apparently (I've been using the word a lot lately!) is my NATA entrance tomorrow! I'm assuming I'm prepared. Look what a bunch of free weeks do to you! For starters, I'd have never thought that that Math of middle school level would irritate the hell out of me. But then of course, you have aptitude too, which is a bit of a oxygen supplier. Although they expect you to be aware of certain architectural terms which you'll probably get to hear of only if you're a part of the freshman's year at any architectural school, like the water pipes in your house are superficially chrome-plated and not technically iron, for the water rots it out. BEAT THAT! Like they expect we go check the metal used in the plumbing. Talk of lack of imaginative field work. Tch tch. Such lack of imagination! And then comes the drawing paper - my knight with the shining armour. Only if I don't have to use the sickening colour pencils. The pastels are just so

So Apparently Tomorrow Will Be It.... =(

Not quite the hola mood, companeros!  Tomorrow is superficially not going to be just any day! It's the 28th of May tomorrow!  IT'S THE FUCKING BOARD RESULT TOMORROW!!!!! *screams and hides inside the blanket* As like any other science student I'm praying for the worst to not happen, i.e., NOT BE ROYALLY SCREWED FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!! I'm enduringly freaking out. I tried the entire breath-in-breath-out thing, and you know what? WHOEVER ON EARTH SAID THAT IT CALMS YOU DOWN SHOULD BE RIPPED OFF HIS LUNGS!!!!!!  I'll have to probably acknowledge my parents' disappointed faces, if I happen to lose out on marks! But what's the entire point of compunction now?! I did what I had to, and what I didn't had to. This is not what you should be feeling, right? Neither AIEEE nor CBSE, there's nothing I performed whole-heartedly! I really wish I'd! =( Tener cuidado, companeros. And God save the ones falling under identical classification as me! =/

The Chronicles of April Levesque...IV

Amarillo todas las.....!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, so maybe I was able to put through the story of The Chronicles Of April Levesque  forward in a bit more convincing way. It had been a boiling night when she saw him. She was on her mission. Clad in a red evening gown, she crossed through the security undetected- as usual- toward the crowd. She was too beautiful to amputate your eyes from. She approached the bar and chose a goblet of white wine. It had always suited her fine- light, sweet and easy on her nerves. It wasn't long till Chenkov set his eyes on her. Being the reputed Don Juan, he tried flattering her with all he had. Contrary to her sensations, she played pretence. The last thing she wanted was to be identified. Knowing the satyr he was, she easily made her way to his suite. But then slipping in a pill was never the hardest of jobs she'd done. That was the basics when she was being trained. Drooling over her as if wasn't enough that he fell on the bed with a thump! E

Just Today.....

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Amarillo todas las.....!!!!!!! Another part  Ruhani's   Mindblowing May .  "It's positive, June.", those probably were the harshest word that ever dropped by my auricles. "You mean, like really? Like 100% positive?", this couldn't have been happening to me! "Yes, June. I re-ran all you tests thrice, just to be sure. I suggest you should retire for a while from your work. You need serious attention.", she simply spit the words out straight. She had a certain calm about her. My entire life hung on a rope now. How the hell could she be so calm?! She's my Godmother, for the love of God! Unwillingly, I broke into tears. Nothing. There was nothing that would comfort me any more. "Oh, June. Honey, please don't break as of now! You should have let me know when you were having those symptoms much earlier. You're at a stage where you can't afford to stress yourself. Think of your parents, of Selina. She's still a child. She&

For You, A thousand Times Over..

"For You, A Thousand Times Over." Present day LA And the toaster puked out the toasts. It was an everyday religious routine for both of us. I grabbed the toasts and coffee and moved toward the dining table to be seated opposite him. He perforated the newspaper with his ogles. Oh, how beautiful they are! That had been the primary facet I'd paid any heed to. I could never forget the dangerously sweet glare of those golden eyes!  "So, where did you tell me is exactly your tour?" "Ah, Kentucky. It would take me a while to draw out a healthy plan for the refurbishment of that house. It's been rotten." "Oh, you mean more than a week?" "Naturally. I'll keep calling you. Don't you worry." With that, he planted a kiss on my forehead, caught his drooling bag from the chair, and left. I sometimes only hypothesize we'd been spending more of "quality time", had he been sticking his butt more at home than in hotel room

Don't Go As Of Now....

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Amarillo todas las..!!!!!!!! ¿Qué está cocinando? Yet another part of  Ruhani's   Mindblowing May.     Don't aloof me as of yet I'm somewhere I elude the trajectory of epoch I'm now as consistent as you were When these enervated hands were pungently stalwart Supposing it to be around thirty years outmoded When I seized the first floret of the tree I planted And spring turned out to be domineering to the rest But listen, I need a hand to grasp  The realization of still being alive Is the last doze my physician couldn't offer Don't go as of now, Is it too much to ask for? Your once soft palpable exterior  Doesn't let my perished coat stand the fortune of divergence Your playful eyes emoted much more Than ever can my archaic sense  My frailing voice would be the last thing You'd wish to be attentive to but wait, you've your mother's patience How else do you conjure up your co-existence with me? I'm living to see you

It's The Way You Make Me Feel...

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Amarillo todas las.....!!!!!!! Another part of  Ruhani's   Mindblowing May . This is an awesome awesome song. I wonder not having heard it any earlier! I felt his strong hand on mine as I glared toward the obscure sky, glittering in proportions. His hold was piquant. I fondled the emergence of salty water on our hands, for it seemed like forever that he'd held my hand. My head twisted in his direction like he pushed a button on my hand which was meant for it. The golden gaze of his dark liquid eyes penetrated my soul and turned it to ashes. He was circling his thumb at the nerve of my wrist, and it drove me crazy. He planted little kisses on my palm which sent grotesque shivers through each cell of my body. I struggled to hide my condition. I sat stoned. I wondered if he could see the way my cheeks changed colour. He shifted closer to me. My heart thudded under my chest. He withdrew his hand and I could feel the coolness the air bestowed upon my hand because of the sweat. A

The Acerbic Of Me.....

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Amarillo companeros! So following is a part of  Ruhani's   Mindblowing May . "Oh dear! Whatever had happened to you?! When was this?" "Ummm, this is before I married Doug. It happened while cooking." I've been giving the standard riposte all my life. Initially I was offended a great deal. But now it was a sacrament for me. Slouching to everyone makes me overlook the truth. I live that day everyday in my dream. Every moment from that night is as vividly clear in my mind as crystal. When I hear him bellow and abuse her, it's like I can say it under my breath in perfect adroitness with his words. I shriek in my sleep at times as if my  sweet strawberry like waft and palate of my skin was again baked to tart and caustic.  "Dintcha I tell you to not go to work, Cunt? You wantcha leave me, huh! Nobody leaves me, you whore!", his trouncing increasing with each invective which ever escaped his mouth. "I can't just sit here and do nothing

And The Laughter Queen Climbs Yet Another Step..!!! =D

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Amarilloooo!!!!!!! So apparently, a wee bit more time to my babyyyyyy's legality! I'm just so so so so so so so dayaaaammmn bloody super excited for her! Tomorrow is oing to be a fun fun fun fun day. *does the dolly-dolly-dolly-dolly-dolly dance* It's a big big big big big day tomorrow; well not just her, but a lot of people too! (Chit-Chat I hope you're reading this!) A lot of irregular planning, procrastinated shopping- I hope it pays off.  Isn't she simple pretty? Yes! This IS her; Himani Gulati a.k.a Laughter Queen a.k.a Himanititis. How can I ever, EVER explain how important you're? That you're the one incinerating the obscurity in my life with just that one smile of yours? That it makes my day to see you laugh? That when you come up with the conventional "Aur Kanchi, bata na bata na, kya hua?", you make me want to gossip even if I hate it with the darkest core heart? Cuuuttttiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! :* You're that