Bottoms Up!

Hello blogger 1! 
It has been a while since we have had any sort of communication. No blog post replies, no nothing. I've been pretty busy these few months and will be even more so in the next one, so I can just imagine how busy you must be. I'd been wanting you to reply so I could do this special post. Because ... 

I can't create a blog for you and being in different continents rules out a lot of other things that I probably could have done. So instead, let me tell you certain things that I hope would be a part of making your day. 

Of all the awesome things you know, here are some you've now gotten me to love -  

1) Dexter

2) It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia

3) The Mentalist

4) Maroon 5  

5) Football

Some awesome things about you -

 You are 

1) Tall

2) Fun

3) Smart

4) Hilarious

5) Super - sweet

Also,

you gave me one hell of a birthday gift and though this isn't in the same league as that I hope it's nice - a whole post dedicated to you! I had initially thought of doing five different topics with  five points pertaining to the title, under them. Twenty points (one for luck), all to make you feel you've done some good in this world. However, I am tired and have hit a mental block to be able to come up with so much right now. Sorry. :|
You are honestly one of the most awesome people I know and probably will ever know. And you have inspired me on and off, in unnoticeable but significant ways. And though we began actual communication years later, I'm glad we did begin. 


Akshay Kini, happy birthday. Have a great one.  :)

--
Your frand,
Blogger 2 

Movin' with swag

Little Blogger Girl, I like that. Course it does not mean I always like referred to as 'little'.

I know exactly what you're feeling. After two months of living in this place and familiarising myself witht he guest house, we finally moved into an apartment in the same complex as my cousins. Place is alright, but it was shit at first. I kid you not. And unpacking those boxes ... it can get highly disheartening. This internet connection is alright but the thought of waiting for my laptop to slowly start is painful and hence my online hours have gone down drastically.

When are you off to the U.S. of A? I can't wait for my mid terms to get over and the Dussera/Diwali holidays that follow. I have plans with my cousin for a film festival in the first week (while people in Dubai have exams) and then go to Dubai for the second week. I wonder if this will actually happen. I also really want to do up my room.

I know I write long posts. It takes a while. I start with replying to whatever you say and then just keep adding stuff of my own. I think it's because I talk so much anyway. I also observe that you didn't re - read what you wrote looking at all the incorrect spellings. I am currently doing this post during my Computer lab period since I finished my program and my teacher trusts me enough anyway. So yea, I feel like you probably felt using the proxy server. Also, I have become really irregular with my blog. Not surprising with all the stuff I do here. I went up to my Physics and Chem teachers and asked that they give us more hw and worksheets and stuff (believe me, they don't give us anything). And I volunteered to get around to all the classes and tell them to do stuff for teacher's day. The kids... if I ever get the chance to shove somebody's head into a wall, I would make sure that they all get shoved. Right from eighth grade. To tenth. No fooling around.

I did this post in two tries and saw all of your attempts. When you heading back? Hope this was short enough. The best I could do, I think. Oh, how's Vizz Put?

The things this place has done to me. The things I now do ...

B1 

When She Moves...Girl I Want More

Hello Little Blogger Girl...it has been a while.

It 12 here too...noon though. I am in a conference room in one of my dad's office buildings. The only reason we moved here is also our biggest advantage. My dad works out of UAQ and so he has a whole army on call in case we need something. Helped us move in. Helped get the air flowing when the AC wasn't working. Today, they hooked me up with internet access because I was dying without it at home. Home, that place doesn't feel like home yet. Its weird, I don't know what it is. Still not comfortable with it.

I am comfy here though. Spacious room, pleasant temperature, swively leather chairs, ice cold Mountain Dew. Ah, the good life. That is all I need really. And the internet lets not forget that.

You write really long blog post. Please don't. Its too much pressure one me. I never know what to write. Makes it difficult to keep two blogs going, how do you do it? Just realized I hadn't watched the YouTube links you had sent me in the other post. And now I just realized that YouTube is blocked on the company server (so is Facebook :( ). I can use proxy to get around it (make it look like I'm in Michigan :D) but for some reason when I do that I can use Blogger. Weird eh? So you will have me thoughts on that later.

Well that is all the time I have right now. I will update you soonss. Until then please stop making me feel like a dick and post shorter messages. Cool? cool.

Mr. Used-to-have-a-beard

Ps. It took me four tries over three separate occasions to get this post published.

Yaar, this place is so cool, no?

Blogger 1, HIE!

It's 12 AM here, I have a Chemistry test tomorrow and need to get some sleep. I also need to think of the answers to those questions, thought - provoking as they are.

Wow, cool story indeed. That was kind of what happened witht this guy. He was the only one at my birthday party and all of that, but then first grade onwards, we just drifted apart. One of my other good friends from kindergarten who ended up as my classmate this year, was in his tuition. And hence the connection. Yes, he did hound me and my friends (about me) for a bit, calls, chats, all of that. It's now been about two months if not more, since I've talked to him. People are so weird.

^^ - One of my favourite emoticons; makes me feel quirky. I see how anonymous people are allowed to follow your blog (save for Vizz, of course), but I'm not. What is her URL? I follow a lot of my brother's friends' blogs. I hardly have time to update my own now. I'd filled it with Harry Potter stuff before the movie and did one post about life here after that. I love tumblr! I feel extremely tempted to join it, but I think two blogs are more than enough. So I just keep going through a few of my friends' and other random blogs. It most often makes my day. How about a joint tumblr? :)

Thing with the school is that it's an experimental or progressive school. So they have great ideas, aspirations, but putting them into practice seems to be a slow process. They used to have houses but no longer do cause it is too much competition (WTH?!). So the number of inter - house oppurtunites, is well, zero. Which leaves just inter school stuff for which you need to be real good. And the school has only started with this stuff last/this year. I'm there on the school magazine editorial team now and will be joining the debate club soon. We will also be hosting our second MUN in November. The teachers (atleast my English teacher) wants to do a lot of amazing things, like stage productions, and if not all, I expect at least some of the things to take place eventually.

We follow some boring English (NCERT) textbook here that thinks it has classy content but is kidding itself. It seems to be more of a Science textbook than an English one. Our teacher wants to rush through that stuff and then do real Literature with us. One of the guys the other day said 'shit' while this teacher was in class and then apolgised. She said it was alright to say shit as long as he didn't submit work that was like shit. o.O

Ahahaa, that was funnaay. Believe me when I say these guys are scary. At least one or two of them. And their height and mature looks are no help. Been talking more to the ones in my class, not just the Commerce guys. Sitting in the grass is scary when you can see spiders and ants crawling about and you're wearing shorts.  But winters get freezing cold. And actually summers are pretty bad too, though it's pleasant now. We have half an hour to forty minute long assemblies where kids cover topics that have hardly any connection with each other. Wednesday assemblies have people playing music though, which is quite nice. However, it is followed by lame speeches. They released hot air balloons in the Friday assembly, cool stuff.

We have unit tests this whole month and exams in the next. I'm still familiarizing my self with the faculty and who I can approach. I've already mentioned above the stuff I've begun to do. Jhand ho gayi is like taff but I think it has more than one application/meaning. Arsh is a good friend of mine who apparently few people like and now think we're dating, which we're not cause I currently like Pushp. Dhruv is his best friend and a cool guy. (You do not need to bother with that, just thought I'd mention it.) I am making a conscious effort to talk in Hindi cause people seem to sense some sort of accent in certain things I say and also I cannot bear to hear the English some people speak. Ouch.

It is sad that I always tell you stuff knowing what you would reply. Like this. Check this out - http://pics.indya.com//Channel/star_plus/just_dance/190711063634134.jpg  . Worse than the one you showed. He's an amazing dancer, my favourite dancers are always under him, he does my fav. songs, is really sweet, has his own dance institute and also teaches challenged children. How can I not like him.  ^_^

After my friend and I read the series, we used to have long discussions about it even during class. Before long, my entire section was crazy about it and after much requesting, we got the librarian (who loved us) to get the whole set. And now it's a fad in the whole school. To think that I was the cause for it all.

Whoa, whiner?! I was just asking you, clearing the air. Also, I think we should keep answering to the blog on a Sunday - Sunday basis, more convenient for the both of us.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KQYO7HUGp5I  - My brother and his group members directed the movie as their last assignment for their film course. Also check out - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a7CFKZy1pfQ&feature=player_embedded . Old stuff he and his friend made.

I think we all had a phase of utter lameness.
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Hello Blogger 2 (We need to say that more...its the title of the blog)

What qualifies as a fancy life? And what would you do if you had all the freedom you needed?

It always nice to begin with questions especially when you have absolutely nothing else to talk about. I guess it a similar trait among all engineers then. Hmm. I had a crush on this girl who was with me in 2nd and 3rd (1st too? not sure). The only girl from school I called to my birthday party and everything :P. After that she left for Mumbai and I totally lost track. UNTIL...(da da da dum) I met this really cute girl at the United Nations Simulation Conference. No, it wasn't her. We said we would keep in touch through Facebook but I couldn't find her, but she found me. The reason I couldn't find her was because she had made a joint profile with some of her best friends. And a couple days later one of the best friends messaged me...guess who...she had been in Mumbai only a year or two and had been back in Dubai ever since. Later we found out I had friend in common with the other friends in the profile too, cool story huh. Kinda like 6 degrees of separation. In summary,  yes I think its creepy that was he was searching for you for 10 years but maybe he really likes you ^^

I have never used that emoticon before. I follow a few blogs right now, and my favorite one is written by this wacky American 20-something girl and she uses it a lot. I found out a few days ago that she has been following my blog too and even made a couple comments...just didn't know because I never check my Gmail. I'm getting used to the whole blogger scene now. Even started adding GIFs and things. All the best GIFs are on Tumblr though. Maybe I should make an account there too...

I watched all the speeches that they made at the premiere again yesterday, along with this video of the final days of shooting. Pretty emotional.  Checked out shaukin.com ... pretty legit. Eragon and all the Inheritance Cycle books are great...it's just the movie that I wasn't a fan of. It is now the scale to which I measure all disappointments.

The school sounds nice and cozy. Individual attention and amazing co-curriculars. Our schools had thousands of students and still never went for MUNs on the international level (despite my kicking and screaming). Just be thankful you don't have to use public transport...that's what my mum would say. Oh my God, they say 'dammit' and 'crap' tch tch tch ...somebody get me the soap. This whole homo thing keeps coming back to you huh. Interesting.

Guys, like wild animals, are more scared of you then you are of them. Don't wait for them to come talk to you. Go talk to them. Take it from me, I have never had trouble talking to guys :P.  Oh wait scratch that, I see you are talking to guys...just the commerce guys? How clean are the floors and how hot do they get? If they're both bare-able then our afternoon shift assemblies still takes the cake. At least 20 minutes rooted to the same spot and always at noon. So so hot. If you were in the prefectorial board you stayed longer and helped the ones that passed out from dehydration. It happens. 

Do you guys have a student council? I'm sure you would. Get involved and start working on your list. Take initiative, stuff like that looks great on college applications. My Hindi is horrible and I have always been so ashamed of that (my mother said she would teach my over the summer ... fail). Also, I don't know who Dhruv and Arsh are and what Jhand ho gayi means.

My grandfather argues with the automated Aircel calls...I have given up trying to make him understand. Secretly, I think he understands and just wants to vent.

Googled the Terence dude. He looks gay. You can't argue with this picture (http://www.filmyfriday.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/Terence-Lewis.jpg). You can try but you'd lose. Hes as straight as a goofy straw.

She didn't read everything I just showed her that one post. Don't think she has read VA just twilight.

Oh yea about that...I tried watching the video twice and it got stuck both times but whatever little I saw of it looked well made. Your brother helped produce it? great work...really professional. The blog was the reply to the inbox. No one likes a whiner.

You used to say weird things.
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My new life and other stories

I'd known this girl back in Dubai, in my bus with a fancy life and everything, who shifted to Noida a few years ago. I caught up with her recently on chat and she told me that life here is amazing. You have much more freedom and it's more fun. I told my friends that and we all wondered how much more freedom she could have. Me? I doubt I would be allowed to go downstairs without two body guards or something. 'Cause my uptight cousin sister - in - law is, well, uptight. So Delhi Metro .. I think there's a long way to go. And I have to agree, I know little about the capital as well, but having traveled to the North a lot, I'm not too bad. FYI, though Noida is in U.P. and Gurgaon in Haryana, Delhi, Gurgaon and Noida all come under the National Capital Region (NCR).

My cousin doing IT engineering thought the same. We'd given him an mp3 player two years ago. It lasted three months. He then decided to take it apart, study it and put it back together. Needless to say, it did not happen. 

Aw shucks. Thought it might make life fun. I did it a few months ago to a girl who was my classmate in kindergarten and again in eleventh grade. It was about her brother and only a little creepy. Come to think of it, it was pretty casual. But nothing is as creepy as finding out that your kindergarten classmate, a guy, has been 'searching for you for the past ten years' and has a crush on you. *Shudder*

Actually, I'd just logged in at the time and went to the dashboard for some reason. Thinking you forgot to publish the post after drafting it, I published it. I then realised that you probably did not finish it but since there's no way to unpublish it, other than  deleting it, I just let it be. 

Well, it all started with Rowling; must definitely be the hardest for her. Such a long journey - first all the books and then the movies and of course the immense and uproarious response to all of it. I will be watching the movie today, a little late I know, but halls were booked and my cousin S.I.L.'s brother (a commercial photographer, visit www.shaukin.com) got sick. Which reminds me, I told him that a few friends of mine said that the movie wasn't so amazing, to which he said it didn't matter. I later showed him your status and he said that he really liked Eragon too, so maybe there really is something in what you say. I said yes, this guy is really Uncle - like. (If you do not know about my usage of the terms uncle and aunty, not relation - wise, let me know. I shall explain it to you.)

Let me now tell you about my new school and life. The Heritage School, Gurgaon, is a progressive school, different from mainstream schools like DPS, reason enough for me to attend it. This school is hardly 9 - 10 years old, so students are very few in number. Eleventh and twelfth grade have two sections each. TWO FREAKING SECTIONS! 11 A has both Science and Humanities students, a total of 20 - 25 (we all have individual classes though, except English) and 11 B has about 20 students for Commerce. So my Physics and Chemistry classes have 7-8 students, Computer has 3 (two guys and me o.O). Math has people from Commerce as well, so it's kind of fun. The school has quite a few activities which I am still discovering (they are going for the Harvad MUN in Mumbai next month which has now been tied up with Taj Hotel) and many debates and stuff. School starts at 7:45 AM and is till 3pm. The bus is narrow and nobody fits through. Dumb kids stand in aisle and expect others to pass through. 

Teachers are extremely free with students, especially these few female Bong teachers that we have. They say 'dammit' and 'oh crap'. While we were doing charts to be put up on the bulettin boards, my teacher played songs on her mobile by Simon and Garfunkel, Guns 'N Roses, The Queens, Lenka and Taylor Swift. We also had a small debate on homosexuality in class. Go figure. 

None of the guys in my class talk to me in particular. The one guy who did in fact talk, said 'Good job Priyansha' or something like that. Since there are such few people, everybody knows I'm the new one. Either they know me to be from Dubai, or they struggle with my name. But the guys in the other class I do talk with. And it was real fun. And quite a few of the girls too, though I'm not sure I can relate with many of them. But I'm getting a hang of the place. Except the assemblies. The Friday ones we have sitting in the cricket grounds and the Wednesday ones we have sitting in the auditorium (on the floor, not chairs). 

My two goals to be achieved before leaving this school would be: 1) To improve the sad, pathetic quality of the sad, long, pathetic assemblies  2) To fill the class and corridor bulletin boards with nice stuff on a regular basis, since this school only does it as a formality before surveys and I've spent the last two years of my life doing up my class boards amazingly. 

Also, teachers teach in Hinglish and most people talk that way. I talk to C - Dawg and another friend in Hindi, but the moment I'm in school, it's only English I can talk in. I tell them to talk in Hindi though I will reply in English cause I will be taking a while getting used to that. Dhruv and Arsh therefore made fun of me. And I'm real good at Hindi, by the way. Thanks to the awfully scary, wild guys in my class, I now can swear in Hindi/Punjabi and am adapting to the local language. Like 'Maa ke lode', 'Chut****' and 'Jhand ho gayi'.

Damn. 

I keep getting stupid Aircel calls with lame movie dialogues and annoying messages all the time. I never liked Aircel, never will.

Generally, we don't perform. But I love dancing to slow songs and making them better than they are. And no. We do not pillow fight in underwear, though I'm sure you would think that since you are pro - lesbian and all of that. Dance India Dance. It used to be the bestest, most amazing thing in my life for a while. C - Dawg's and mine, to be precise. Oh, we were so crazy, believe me. I LOVE TERENCE LEWIS. So damn much. And even the other judges. But then the fun factor came down a lot and the judges changed, though the dance quality went up tremendously. And I had to remind myself to try to care about it. I haven't properly watched TV in a while, so I really dunno how Just Dance is. Is it still on?  

Yea, I was reliving those moments of sheer bliss, two years ago. So, this friend has been through the entire blog? Seeing how she knows stuff about me, I might as well find out who she is. She reads VA too? 

Sorry, I forgot about the whole 'lesbianism is so sexy' part. However, bromance, not so much. I did see this picture saying 'Let men hold hands, not guns', which I really like and agree with.   

I shall just appreciate your thought and move on. Do you just ignore anything I might say to you on Facebook? I walled you a link to a documentary my brother and a few friends made. Expected some reply to that atleast unlike the inbox. And I really like the song. 

I wanted to watch Delhi Belly after all that I heard about it but haven't had the right company to go with. I also want to watch Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara but not as badly as Harry Potter of course. Thank you for the explanation, cause I was quite alarmed by the title. I had a good laugh at the last line and am glad to know that despite your great summer, you are taking time out to keep up this whole blog thing. 

Awesome 'N out, as I once used to say. 

WHY WOULD YOU STICK THE WHOLE BATHROOM UP YOUR BUTT!

*yawn*

*sigh*

I should really start doing more productive things this summer. This template is great, I just thought you found it bland and wanted to change it. I was just giving you my blessing if that was the case, that's all.

Delhi Metro...whats that like? Been do Delhi a couple times. Once to see the sights and the other for a wedding. No actually scratch that, just once (the wedding was in Mumbai). Sad that I know so little about our national capital, I can't say I know much about the entire top half of our country actually. I can already see this post going pear-shaped. Its just that I feel like I have very little to say now.

*sigh*

I feel like that robot in The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, the one that's depressed all the time (now, thinking back, I have a feeling he was voiced by Snape...hmm...). If I created a robot it would probably be like him. Talking about creating robots, I can't. Yesterday I took apart my mouse with a Swiss army knife. It (the mouse not the knife) hadn't been working for a while and I thought I could revive it. I got as far as to get the LED light blinking, kinda like a pulse, but the censor stayed pretty dead. 

Also please don't creep Vizz. It wouldn't take much effort on your part and would be very little fun for me. It sounds scarier now because you sound like have experience and would know what you were doing.

(At this point I left for college and shut my laptop, and the post was automatically published. Weird...I didn't know it could do that)

I watched a video of Emma Watson speaking at the HP 7.2 premiere and understandably, everyone was crying. But Rowling was really going at it, definitely the wateriest person there and that is saying something considering Emma's presence there too.

I have always wondered what it would have been like if I had grown up in India. It would have probably been down South someplace, Bangalore maybe. Co-ed schools, public transport, more freedom...hmm. 9.6 is very impressive, its no wonder they all want you. DPS schools IN Delhi are all considered pretty good. Delhites I know that didn't go to DPS call it an IIT factory but I guess they're just jealous.

You perform for each other at sleep overs? It's disappointing to know that pillow fighting in your underwear isn't all you people do. This changes my whole perspective of life and everything in it. In dance related news, I watched the last 15 mins of Just Dance today. Not exactly 15 mins because I changed the channel whenever it came to the judges critiques and it got so cringe-worthy I had no choice but to change.

I  feel like the next two paragraphs about vampires were more for your benefit then mine. So I'm just gonna skip right past that. The enthusiasm with which you talk about them reminds me off a friend (in fact my best friend in Michigan). Showed her the post and she thinks so too. Also, she thoroughly backs you on the me being "conceited even while being sweet" front. I can't help but agree.

And you should know all guys are pro-lesbian. Shorts, skirts, holding hands, kissing, we are all for all that. Just thought you should know we don't see it as disadvantage. Or I could be lying. Maybe we do go to bed every night thinking, "there goes another day in which I wasn't able to wear a skirt and skip down the street hand in hand with my best mates". Maybe.

You know who Jason Bourne is. Then you should also know its an alias, and since the entire franchise surrounds him trying to find his true identity, it makes it the coolest alias in the world. Hence, Jason Bourne. I must now listen to Extreme Ways-Moby and you should too. Such a cool song.

Now we come to the part you have been waiting for, the explanation of the title. I watched Horrible Bosses with Vizz on Thursday. It was between either that or Delhi Belly, and I think I made the right decision because  I have never laughed harder for a movie. Also I am huge Charlie Day fan and everything is funnier with Vizz. The title is the Charlie Day line that literally had me peeing myself. No, not literally...whats wrong with you?

THAT is not what I meant!

If I go get these bottles, we go alcohol insane.


I get you, honestly. Every day, now especially, it is only the music that I listen to that helps me get through the day. I spend most of the car trips with ear phones plugged into my ears and the early evenings as well. The other template was alright; what's wrong with this one?! 


We were wondering about where to stay, initailly - Gurgaon (under Haryana) or Noida (under U.P.). Gurgaon is nice, pretty posh and expensive. Public transport is nearly non - existent, except for the Delhi Metro.  According to a survey by Business Today magazine, Gurgaon is considered the best city in India to work and live in. I've got a cousin living quite close by as well, the one with the dog. And guest house is pretty neat. It's just that our family is assigned only one room and it can get very frustrating when I want to get away from the people. My balcony is my only escape. Except the people opposite my building give me looks while I sing and dance. But I don't actually care. Maybe I do give you less credit, but can you blame me? I should add Vizz and tell him things I know about him that you told me. Would totally creep him out. (I've done slightly similar things to other friends.) 


I love how Rowling takes care of even the tiniest detail and how it is carried along in all the books. The specification takes it up a notch. It's really hard to put down the book, and maybe a little stupid too. Read it completely! 


I'm really warming up to the place and I've always wanted to live in India. But having nothing very productive to do keeps me thinking about what I/my friends would be doing back there. And things like that make it seem like it in fact has been months since I've left. There's DPS, Sushant Lok, The Heritage School and Amity that I've got to decide between. Heritage is a good school; it's more than the usual only academic approach, I hear. But I liked DPS at first glance; reminded me a bit of my school. And they seem pretty to have me too. Apparently, a CGPA of 9.6 is a big deal here. 
Most of the stuff I'm watching here was what I downloaded before getting here (check previous post).


MS is usually diagnosed at this age. Even though it isn't fatal, it can affect any part of the body at any time, you never know. Like last year, he temporarily lost vision in one eye and dislocated his knee cap or something. The knee problem arose this year as well, and after a number of tests, they finally diagnosed the disease. And he couldn't exactly write his exams; couldn't hold the pen. It was a real distraction during the boards, believe me. And worst part, all I can do is ask him how he is. I thought he might feel pitied and didn't ask him the last time, when halfway through the conversation, he asked me that. Cheers to our health. :)


I get that. I love going crazy to certain songs, make me feel uplifted, light. But I usually do it alone. We used to do it earlier, C- Dawg (you should know who that is) and me. We even did a performance on a very sad Hindi song and Waka Waka for two other friends of ours as entertainment during our sleepover. 'Twas really cool. 


It never was the vampire deal that struck me. I was just in need for a good read and stumbled across the e - book of VA (what my brother and I like to call it). We were at some mall in the US and I found another of the books in the series and bought it out of sheer excitement even though I hadn't read the first one yet. And then I began to read. And could not stop. I remember it clearly - I was in the flight between some lady and dude, and I was reading the e - book on my mp3 player. I began smiling stupidly at the ending, dumped the player into my bag and immediately pulled out the book and started reading that. I finished the book on the train to San Diego and began crying. This series was the reason for the first real conversation my friend and I ever had. Now, I talk to her at least once everyday, even when I'm here. I think you could give it a try, a few chapters at least. If you can read Twilight, you can definitely read this. But I s'pose you won't really like the more girly parts which do come up once in a while. (I LOVE DIMITRI. SO MUCH. OH MY GOD.)


Adrian Ivashkov, I LOVE him (especially cause Dimitri is clearly taken). Not only does the one girl he loves leave him for the only man she's ever loved, he also has to deal with the death of his favourite aunt and the shock of who killed her, not to mention the effects of Spirit that will eventually turn him insane. Or all the smoking and drinking he does to avoid these effects that will catch up with him. And unlike Lissa, I don't think he'll even try to help himself. Not anymore. 


I found out two days ago that June was gay pride month. So I'm actually glad we discussed this. My friend and I had been having a conversation about sexting/ phone sex for a while (it started for reasons I'm not sure of - class room boredom?) and I felt awkward about it after being called a lesbian. Of course, we didn't stop or anything. 
You know what's nice about being female? You could wear shorts or a skirt and nobody questions it. You could hold hands with another girl, kiss her (obviously, on the cheek), whatever, nobody really cares. Not so much for guys (not talking about kilts). And so, I can do it like a dude or a chick or whatever. And it's alright. 
Your track record consists of ...? 


Of course I know who Jason Bourne is! Bourne and Bond are fly and I love Bauer. Again, I knew this would be your reaction. What I meant was why is Bourne the name in our Gmail account?! Which reminded me of the time I guessed your ID instead of answering a security question. And, what is your skype id? 


It was towards the end of my eighth grade I guess, beginning of ninth definitely. It wasn't short - lived, not in the least bit. But yes, I didn't even talk to you then, except for maybe a few sad attempts at conversations once in a while. I guess it was the person who wondered if I would prefer being called on my mobile than my landline that I liked, not the one who calls me homosexual. I was almost over you by the time we actually started talking. And after certain other things, I was all cool. It's surprising/nice/weird how you can be conceited even while being sweet. 


Sippin sizzurp in my ride,
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HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW WHO JASON BOURNE IS?!

I got the mooooves like Jagger.

Strong opening, I know. Just that sometimes when I'm listening to music, its all I'm thinking about. This post may be a bit vague as a consequence. Brace yourself. I like the template! Something classy about it, but if you feel it to be too bland...

So whats there to do in Gurgaon. Don't think I have ever been to Gurgaon, what is it like? The guest house sounds pretty legit...pool and everything...nice! I don't remember when I first started doing British accents but I remember Vizz and I would have full conversations in weird accents. British, Italian, Irish, we butchered them all. And I obviously remember telling you about the road sign, which is why I mentioned it. When I first said "Vizz" I didn't think you understood who I was talking about so I was just making it clear. It's surprising how little credit you give me tch tch.

Talking about Harry Potter, I'm reading the last book again. Started on it a while back and falling in love with Rowling's style all over again. I don't know whether I should read past what happens in the first part though. I really liked the last two movies and I think its because I had forgotten most of what had happened in the book ; that way there was some element of surprise when I watched the movies. But now that I started it I don't wanna stop. What do you think? Should I keep reading?

You're already talking like it has been years since you left Sharjah. I'm sure you're going to have more fun there. Sure that depends on the school you get into as well. What has the list come down to? And what did you download before you got there? Sorry to hear about your friend. Stuff like that really bums me out, always wish I could do more to help. Guess we just have to realize how lucky we are to have a clean bill of health...so far.*Cue cynicism*

In Michigan I had solo dance parties all the time. When the college work load started to get to me I felt going crazy to Barbra Striesand by Ducksauce helped relieve some of the stress. I have a very understanding roommate, he even joins in sometimes. Also, I have never heard of Vampire Academy and the sound of it gives me a mental picture of a school for vampires so I don't think I will be hearing much more of it either. What is it with girls and vampires. And ANYTHING is better than Twilight. Read the first book to see what all the hype was about and it was terribly written and completely unoriginal. I'm convinced that the only thing she came up with herself is that vampires turn into pretty shining little gems when they step into the sunlight which is absolutely ridiculous. I read Brisingr right after that and it made Stephenie Meyer look like an 8 year old with crayons (too lazy to check whether I got her name right).

What is Adrian's fate? And I have no problem with you or gays. I'm totally down for everything that is happening in New York, all I'm doing is reading the signs. The Jessie J title for your last post doesn't help your argument. My track record shows a significant presence of girls older than me but 20 year olds maybe stretching it a bit...unless I'm 19.

How did Jason Bourne and my MSN id come into the conversation! But that aside, HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW WHO JASON BOURNE IS?! With his initials J.B. he is obviously one of the coolest people around joining the ranks of James Bond and Jack Bauer. If you don't know who those people are we have nothing else to talk about.

Haha crush on me? Must have been a long time ago when you didn't know me too well (=P). Don't get me wrong, I'm flattered by your momentary lapse of judgement (however short lived it might have been).

Last name ever, first name greatest.
Like a sprained ankle, boy I ain't nothing to play with.
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I can do it like a dude.

Halla!

People tend to use names when conversing with one another, but oh well, if I must suppress my urge. This is just the beginning; only 6 posts new. Let us see all the mysteries that unfold as we go on.

I did see this template; it used to be my blog template initially. In fact, if you see my blog, it's very simple. At least the background. But this is a little too .. bland. I will do it up later, when my creative instincts are sharper than they are past midnight (again, most of my blog posts are done pretty late in the night, but those were when I lived in a different time zone).

I know quite a bit of Gurgaon now, going around so much. Think I might take a dip in the pool tomorrow. Haha, I remember my early on fascination with British accents. It began with the first Harry Potter movie that I watched. I used to keep acting out the train scenes in my 'best British accent' though British and American were just about the same thing to me then. I pity my brother; he had to endure my lameness. Not anymore. I know about the board you stole. It used to say 'Men at work' but now shows a devil or something? You dug it up last year and spent a while fixing it up and gave it for his birthday and he loved it. It's surprising how you hardly remember anything we ever talk about.

I'm not one to splurge on branded items either. People buy their clothes from Forever 21 and H&M. Me? I probably buy my stuff from Lulu or Carrefour. Or Bossini or Hang Ten. The closet market to our current place of stay has only Converse and Reebok stores selling footwear. Desperate times call for desperate measures. And the rates are standardised. Besides which, floaters are pretty useful in the rains and my older and experienced friend (she would kill me if she read this, too sensitive about her age) suggested I buy them as part of my retail therapy. And no, I don't play football or cricket on the streets but I really wish I could.

Yes, that is the show I'm talking about. I don't suppose it's great but I guess it reminds me of the old days when I used to hang around with my good ol' pals in the country where I'd spent my entire life till about now.

We're mostly school - hunting these days. People here are so rigid, gah. Got into one place and have some aptitude test else where today. We're staying at the office guest house and we'll get a place to stay depending on where I get in. We've got a prepaid USB internet connection right now. Shall be taking a wireless connection once we get a house. I'd gone on a download rampage before leaving cause I knew they would be my saving grace.

Someone quite close to me was recently diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis and is on steroids. It sucks cause he's hardly twenty one and it's an incurable disease. And well, it sucks in a lot more ways I do not even want to begin to list. But I guess that's part the reason our families are now quite amiable. (Ironically, Bekket mentioned 'roids just as I typed this.) His sister is my best friend and I talk a Lot to their mum.
I suppress a lot of my feelings till it gets to 'crazy point' which is when I do my music - dance therapy and let it all out. The way you put it, it reminds me of Adrian from Vampire Academy (it's a series worlds apart from Twilight and incomparably better that it) and I hope I am not doomed to a similar fate.

Same and similar have a huge difference between them. But I think you have a problem with homosexual people and me in general.

I KNEW you would say something like that. Probably 'cause I realised it sounded like that when I was typing it out. So I s'pose it is our like - minded cynical dirty mindedness.

I am SIXTEEN! I don't know any guys my age. Oh wait, I know about one guy who I've seen twive and have never talked to. And I know about one guy an year older than me, kinda cute. But I s'pose I'll meet guys my age once school starts. In any case, I know only one guy who is twenty one with who I love talking and haven't felt actually felt I was five years younger (for the most part). Actually, I don't feel the age difference much even when I talk to other 20 year olds.
You are what? 18? How come you're interested in girls 20 years old?

By the way, who is Jason Bourne? Also, I had to type in your MSN id when I first logged in. Obviously, I used my genius skills to guess it.

To sum up, you think I have sexuality and repressed psychopathic issues, am interested in guys a little too old for me. Weird how you were the guy I once had a crush on (the underline is to emphasise the past tense). And Now the blog turns scandalous.


Cheers,
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Guide to Homosexuality, Maturing and Purchasing Footwear

Waddup B2,

Wait, why would you randomly want to use my name?! Why P...woops almost did it too. Good think I didn't though because you couldn't be more correct about how our blog is one surrounded by secrets, scandals and intrigue. O.o

So I'm sure you would have noticed by now that I have completely demolished all your efforts to dress up the blog. Sorry about that. It was just very...bold. Bold isn't the word I'm looking for. What is a gentle word for something that is filled a bit too much with overly colorful, really bright, migraine inducing shapes and figures? I guess there isn't one :p ... sorry it just wasn't me. Is this one okay? Keeping it simple and pleasant to look at? No? Then I encourage you to try again :)

Good? My weekend was pretty darn awesome. Without school, you should be having fun too. New home filled with strange lands to explore and adventures to go on. I can totally picture you as a character in an Enid Blyton novel. So go out there and have a jolly good time! (I said that in my best British accent). Vizz is the nickname, as in when I left for college I gave Vizz a road sign we had stolen a couple years ago (finally the blog turns scandalous :O ). Whereas, "Put" is a word which means: to place in a specified position or relationship. 


I could never understand why people bought branded flip-flops and sandals. Maybe I'm just too cheap that way. The only branded items (as in sporting goods) I bought were kicks for basketball. Everything else was from the cheapest places I could find. Sandals and shoes that were for rough use wouldn't even last me six months, either because my feet were growing so quickly or because I just wore them out playing football on the streets everyday. But I don't think those are problems you face huh. 
I'm LOVING Community. I think I'm about 6-7 episodes deep into the first season and its been great. Just watched the Christmas special and was in fits. Hilarious. Undeclared? I think I heard of it, but didn't they get cancelled after like 15 episodes or something. (Same one? http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0273028/). How is your internet connectivity there? You watching these shows on TV or downloading them? And whats your deal with steroids? I feel like you have some repressed psychopathic tendencies waiting for you to crack before it reveals itself. Tread easy.

I don't know what parts of it specifically, it just had a general lesbian vibe to it. But if you ever run into a dude wearing the same clothes as you, one of you is definitely gay, no doubt about that. And I can't believe you dedicated an entire paragraph to hair and nail care. Wow. Also, it may just be my cynical dirty mindedness but the way you described your relationship with dogs is often how women describe their relation ship with men. Replace dogs with boys and read it back to yourself. Finished? No? Then do it...Done? Congrats you are now more aware of the road you are heading down. You're welcome.

21? Woah...no no. You should be looking for guys your own age. How old are you? 11? =P
Maybe it was too early for the maturity lesson I just handed to you. You watch Dexter, I guess there is no point looking back.

Inbox? What inbox? But as you can tell....probably never replying to it...whatever it was.

Peaceee,
B1

My fun life ...

Blogger 1!

I have a strong urge to use your name but I shall avoid it just to go along with you. I have made the blog quite discrete lest anyone come across it randomly and delve into our world of secrets. As you can now see, I have dolled up the blog. Is it coo' or should I be doing some changes?

It's nice that at least one of us had a great weekend. Is Put Vizz a name you came up with? All my days start the same way and end much the same as well. Except that I spent this weekend helping my cousin buy his shirts while I bought myself a pair of Reebok floaters that were pretty handy a day later in the extreme rains. The rest of the days we either go school - hunting or laze around in the guest house, watching Community, Undeclared, Death Note, It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia, Castle and White Collar, to name a few.

Sometimes though, I think I watch too much at one go. It get's to my head. Like yesterday, I watched a movie follwed by a bunch of episodes of different shows. And I think it was the steroids episode that finally got to me. Steroids in itself is a pretty touchy issue for me and I think it was also Dee and Charlie's mood swings. I was heartily laughing for a long while until I was suddenly overtaken by large bouts of home - sickness and wanted to rip somebody's head off. 

What the hell is so lesbian about that? The yeesh part or me not liking girly things? Or that I wear guy clothes? I'm not sure I will be continuing that though. It's gets pretty awkward when even a moderately good looking guy is around and both of us happen to be wearing similar looking shorts. It puts you off a little. 

I have hair that is the envy of most people I know. Hence, I never actually worry about it. Now, my earrings are a collection. I absolutely love them, all the different kinds there are, especially the big hoops. I used to invest on my nail polish as well, though the time I spend on nail care has now drastically reduced; it is mostly a vacation hobby. Even though I often feel incomplete without a pair of earrings, I look at the way people around me dress, even in tuitions and feel completely out of place. Perfectly straight.

Yes, Duke's pretty cool, except when he got so excited to see me and began climbing over me and hit my face with his gigantic paws. I love dogs. I absolutely love petting them, fondling them, whatever. But I do NOT like it when they get too physical. I can touch dogs; they can't touch me. Good to know it's not the same with you.

I know! Just some tall, cute, funny, smart guy about 16 - 21 years old should be fine. (I'm a little more flexible with age.) The one time I did see a bunch of people like that, my mum was around. So much for timing. Know what, we should fly together sometime. Should be fun, though maybe not as great as feeling like the good Samaritan of the year.

You should know  I talk a lot. Like, a LOT. So get used to the long posts. 

You should try Undeclared as well. I love that show right now. By the way, since this is now our medium of communication, are you ever going to reply to the inbox? Just wondering.

Yowza.
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And It Continues...

Hello Blogger 2!

I see you haven't cared enough to make our sole medium of contact look spruced up and pretty. You have hurt me dearly in places cold and deep. I don't know what I'm saying or why I am saying it. *ChangeTopic* This weekend has been amazing, pretty darn epic if I may say so myself. Put Vizz (you-know-who) and me together with substances people under 21 shouldn't be consuming, and we know how to make the most out of a Thursday night/ Friday morning. I wish I could remember all of it.

This makes you sound like a lesbian - " Yeesh. Shouldn't you know by now that I despise most girly things? I wear guys shorts and shirts 'cause my mum shops for my brother and me together "

And this negates the point you were just trying to make - "...and I don't care what I wear as long as my hair looks fine. Mostly. And I have earrings on. And nail polish would be great."

Duke the Dalmation. Pretty cool. I had a golden retriever when I was younger. Buffy. Now I have a special bond with golden retrievers around the world. Its a gift and a curse really.

Sounds like you had an interesting flight. Always fun to creep people out, especially those who have no choice but to sit next to you for the next several hours. Which is why I always pray for a funny, smart, sarcastic, interesting, cute 17-20year old girl. Is that too much to ask?! Instead I get retirement home full of old people surrounding me in every direction. So I spend my time giving all of them a quick tutorial on how the touch screen entertainment system works, getting up 7 times in an hours so that they can use the restroom etc etc. By the end of the flight, when I'm helping them all get their bags from their overhead compartments, I feel like the good Samaritan of the year.

I have seen an episode of Community, seemed funny. A couple friends of mine recommend it too. Maybe I should catch the pilot when I get a chance.

LikeABaws,
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Bringing smiles

Hello Blogger 1!

Well, this has left me quite surpried. And impressed too. I did not think you would take my words seriously, creating a blog in the first place and then another one for me/us. The prime reason for me designing my own blog was that I was stuck at my friend's place hours before her birthday party and had nothing to do. But I will get around to doing this one up as well. And not in pink. Yeesh. Shouldn't you know by now that I despise most girly things? I wear guys shorts and shirts 'cause my mum shops for my brother and me together and I don't care what I wear as long as my hair looks fine. Mostly. And I have earrings on. And nail polish would be great.

This would only work if we update regularly, in reply to the other, with more than one post frmo your side. No point of it being one - sided. So I hope you make time for it in your busy schedule, cause I am mostly free until admission is done and school starts, other than watching the downloaded shows, blogging, Facebooking and playing with Duke (the wonderful dalmation).

The flight was quite alright. I was too tired to care much. The guy next to me kept wondering why I had turned on the TV but kept staring out of the window past him,then turning back to read a completely filled sheet of paper in the dark, making weird, sad faces and finally watching TV. And also falling asleep as a break.

Again, this is so cool. Thanks. It would be cooler if you let me know about your blog. You will be blessed dearly. Also, do you watch Community? And they air It's always sunny .. on Fox Entertainment India.

Haza.

P.S. - Haza is what I say at the end of stuff; another one of the many weird things I say/do.

Surprise!

Hello Blogger2,

Surprise!
You wanted an inbox, I'm giving you an entire blog. Consider all this a part of the me-taking-an-initiative initiative. I made a special Gmail ID and everything. I will leave you to design the template to whatever you find suiting (and if a pink centered theme is what you find suiting, then I will have to disown you). If you find yourself inclined to edit my posts and correct grammatical errors then feel free to do that as well.

This blog will be our medium of communication and will once again remain anonymous. I shall be blogger 1 and you shall be blogger 2. Obviously. Feel free to update it whenever and in whatever way you feel like, as I will also do the same.

Hope you have a comfortable flight tonight and if not that at least a safe one (Emirates' standards have gone down but they can do that much).

Cheers,
Blogger1