Two Years - The past n the Present.

MBA - The 2 years that flew by with the blink of an eye

Met the most amazing and the most revolting people...

Experienced euphoria and bliss along with pain and agony....

Saw the most delightful things and the most heartwrenching things...

Did the most wacky and the most mundane things......

Experienced every possible human emotion........

Saw the pinnacle of success and the depth of despair...

Flew high with joy and then crashed and burned......

Saw beauty of the most exquisite kind and tried to erase memories of nauseating ugliness......

Extracted things from the very core of my soul and also acted like a... well.

Ate like a mad mo fo and have the tales to tell ....

Fell in and out romances, surviving to tell the tale.....

Earned the trust of many...betrayed the faith of a few....

Formed friendships for a lifetime....lost many valued individuals along the way....

Lost myself along the way...... found some missing pieces here and there...

Survived the great wars albeit with many permanent scars......


And I'll miss every last one of em...

sigh....i ll miss this life..... i ll miss so many things that i cannot describe.... but in a way i am happy too, for it is time to move on.

Dear Powers-That-Be... have a heart... please please PLEASE keep me in touch with the friends I've made.

Nutzzzzz....

So, anyway. exams,research project etc Done and Dusted, and this gives people like me the perfect excuse to contemplate the sort of things that people like me are prone to contemplating.

So. Shakira.

Whats up with her?

You remember that song of hers, "Wherever Whenever"? I do, sadly enough.

So... there were these lines in there. "Lucky that my breasts are small and humble, so you dont confuse them with big mountains."

Now.

"Small" I get.

But what in tit's name is "humble"? How can her breasts be *humble*?

Like what, do they get down and touch your feet every time you enter the room?!

*Shakes head*.

Popstars are mad.

The Game....

Every random dude seems to be tagging another random dude....so, being the ONE its on me to tag a few people too...so here goes


Rules of the Game:
1. The tagged victim must come up with 9 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention gender of target.
3. Tag 3 victims to join this game and leave a comment saying they've been tagged.
4. If tagged again, there's no need to post a 2nd time. (OHH!! YAAYYY!)

(1)She should be a she. That would be nice. And vaguely endearing.

(2)She's got to *get* the joke. If she sits there re-enacting I Am Sam when everybody else is cracking up, not on.

(3)She's got to have the sort of haircut that suits her and the sort of hair I can run my fingers through. Hair. Turn-on of the century.

(4)She's got to be adventurous when it comes to sex, and willing to take control. Surprise me, I'm yours. Unless you're a guy.

(5)She's GOT to be able to power a conversation past "Wuzzap?" "NM".

(6)She's gotta be a good Kisser.

(7)She can't say "Yeah I *lurrrveee* Archie comics!" in response to the question "So do you like to read.

(8)Belly Button, oh yeah-Should have a good 'One'....Latest sexual fantasy.

(9)Should n Must be Good at Cooking.Period.

(10) (Ok I know 10 is cheating BUT) Space, must. have. own. space.