<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082</id><updated>2012-02-17T05:46:02.294+05:30</updated><category term='gossips'/><category term='CIMA'/><category term='curd'/><category term='boycottsrilanka'/><category term='joyous weekend'/><category term='post war situation'/><category term='funny'/><category term='poppy'/><category term='cry'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='footboard'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='blun honda'/><category term='musky'/><category term='reject sri lankan products'/><category term='pray'/><category term='boom boom bash'/><category term='bun'/><category term='hair'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='cute'/><category term='robert pattinson'/><category term='black coffee'/><category term='Sagittarius woman'/><category term='tax money'/><category term='smooth'/><category term='sinhala'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s'/><category term='tears'/><category term='classes'/><category term='practicles'/><category term='kiss'/><category term='tv'/><category term='public transport'/><category term='head'/><category term='Home'/><category term='curse'/><category term='bus'/><category term='travelling'/><category term='Granny'/><category term='rice'/><category term='dinner dance'/><category term='friday'/><category term='Venus'/><category term='Urge'/><category term='exam'/><category term='stimulus'/><category term='reality'/><category term='hindi movie'/><category term='Tuesday'/><category term='justice for tamils'/><category term='Dawn dreaming'/><category term='Silviculture'/><category term='population of china'/><category term='minority'/><category term='hindi'/><category term='Government service'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='FM'/><category term='divorce'/><category term='biscut'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='honda'/><category term='FBI'/><category term='Busses'/><category term='discrimination'/><category term='Enterprice management'/><category term='chemistry'/><category term='public officers'/><category term='Economic terrorism'/><category term='break up'/><category term='lecturers'/><category term='lecture'/><category term='report'/><category term='food'/><category term='jaffna'/><category term='free education'/><category term='administration'/><category term='sweet'/><category term='fun'/><category term='film'/><category term='gel'/><category term='stray dogs'/><category term='love'/><category term='professor'/><category term='majority'/><category term='umbrella'/><category term='let me sign'/><category term='university'/><title type='text'>daZZled sTRay thOughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-8699909103845012896</id><published>2012-01-17T18:09:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-17T18:41:57.177+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Last week</title><content type='html'>Last week had been the strangest .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week dazz met a guy , the following day he proposed to dazz ( for which her eloquent reply was 'what the hell??') , then he apologized for dropping the bomb just like that and agreed to remain in the 'friends' zone' .. couple days later he met dazz again and couple of hours later he professes his undying love for her !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week dazz was hit by an epiphany ! dazz loves a person with whom the 'moment' had passed and dazz never stands a chance of pursuing anything further ( strange thing is dazz never wanted that sort of a relationship with that person , she still doesn't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week , dazz got to spend a lot of time with her cute little niece and realized that she loves her as her own ... and that come what may ,that will remain unchanged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week dazz realized how shitty of a friend she has been for one of her besties ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week dazz realized that it was time to put certain people off the pedestal she has put them on to ... that they are not as genuine as they seem ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week she realized that though there are a lot of people who have a lot more than her .. there are billions who have worse than her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-8699909103845012896?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8699909103845012896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/last-week.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/8699909103845012896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/8699909103845012896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/last-week.html' title='Last week'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-5361083649421736627</id><published>2011-12-31T22:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-31T22:10:41.850+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wish all of you a very very happy new year .. may this year be the one you do all those things you always wanted to do but never could muster up the courage to proceed with ... Cheers !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-5361083649421736627?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5361083649421736627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/wish-all-of-you-very-very-happy-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/5361083649421736627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/5361083649421736627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/wish-all-of-you-very-very-happy-new.html' title=''/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-8233897101023105940</id><published>2011-09-11T23:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-17T18:56:54.275+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CRUSH CRUSH</title><content type='html'>Poppy &amp; dazz having a study date ! Well thats the only kind of dates I get these days anyway *sigh* , not that I'm complaining.. Im happily - very happily single :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we've been talking ( at breaks of course , study date remember? ) about "crushes" and how wild it used to be to have one .. Yeah yeah I said "used to be"  - past tense- .. It seems like i hardly get crushes on people anymore .. May be I'm getting too old to have one ????? *sigh*  Again Im freaking jealous with poppy .. She has a crush on her mister-fkhot-BMWconvertible-braniac-director ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day to day stuff gets pretty interesting when you have a crush .. All the increased heart beating , sweaty palms , tongue tied-ness , hell even tunnel vision is pretty awesome ! I remember the last "serious" crush I had .. It was one of the contestants of a singing reality show .. Tall ,lanky , deep voice , fierce eyes , adorably shy .. hmmmm ... Had posters covering my walls .. All the news paper cuttings .. What a time ! I even called him once and talked with him !!! *dreamy* that was back in 2005/6 .. Ahh to be a teenager again !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this tall , specs wearing , silent guy from my biology class .. I imagined having babies with him ! That was late 2006 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was famous Mr. Nasty aka Mr. Cute .. The name speaks for itself .. Since i have devoted numerous blog posts to that one .. ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was pretty recent , lets call him Mr.Masculine .. I used to get all tingly when he was near me .. Hot &amp; bothered .. Too hot &amp; bothered ! Had no intention to date thw guy though .. Friends " with benifits" preferably . . Hellooo this is sri lanka, who the hell im kidding !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes Mr.personality .. Not exaclty a crush but lets just say im kinda awed by that person ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the conclusion , i need a crush .. Life has gotten too monotonous .. Busy , but monotonous ...  I need some adrinaline and some more oestrogen in my system .. Hmpf may be my brain is clouded by all these weird math equations Im supposed to be studying as we speak .. Uh thats a painful kick back to reality .. Gotta go do some math ! Wish me luck :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-8233897101023105940?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8233897101023105940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/crush-crush.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/8233897101023105940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/8233897101023105940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/crush-crush.html' title='CRUSH CRUSH'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-6309210592161479073</id><published>2011-08-02T22:53:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-02T23:05:30.026+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Multitasking</title><content type='html'>I remember complaining not so long ago about not having anything to do ! well the all mighty has finally had enough of my whining and now I have so many things to do that I'm mastering multi tasking .. not that I'm complaining :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from having to sit for 20 subjects within the 13 day long end of semester examination , I'm handling two positions which have some serious yelling-pestering-and-running-around to do .. not that I'm complaining ( uh ok , may be I am about the exam thingy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did I say that I completed CIMA ? well I did .. now I have the qualification and I have to idle for one more year to do a real job as my university doesn't encourage employment ( W.. T.. FFFFFFFFFFFFff )  .. now I am DEFINITELY complaining ... hmm ... I miss the old fun times with Mr. nasty though .. Poppy gets it all for herself now ... need I say how green I am with jealousy ? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh i almost forgot .. have some exciiiting news to share .. but not right now .. dnt wanna jinx it :P ( call me superstitious :P )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-6309210592161479073?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6309210592161479073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/multitasking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/6309210592161479073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/6309210592161479073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/multitasking.html' title='Multitasking'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-5792347077697329097</id><published>2011-04-27T23:59:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-28T00:25:58.862+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>I woke up wanting to murder someone , the one who was banging on my door so early in the morning to be precise .. there was a nice drizzle outside and I just wanted to snuggle to my darling pillow n sleep some more .. but could my parents ever allow me some peace ?? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; they were taking turns banging in my door just so that dad could borrow my fucking umbrella! oh how I wanted to kill that god forsaken umbrella! *furious* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened the door , threw the Mfucking umbrella out n went back to bed .. But , am I ever allowed to rest in peace ? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; One of my best friends decided to show up bright and early in the morning to catch up ! Not that I didn't love that she visited , but for god's sake can't they just sleep and let sleep ??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok I'm done with complaining , uh may be nt yet :P My mom was PMSing i guess ,, she was in that adorable whiny bitch mood all day , which automatically put me in to this induced PMSing mood .. but guess what , I am getting better and better at tuning her off !!!! *dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day till late afternoon was spent reading Edward and daydreaming Edward! :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a cake today! a choco strawberry buttenberg o something .. ya yaa i tweaked the original name as I used different flavours to that of in the original recipe! other than the part where the pink food colouring I used for the strawberry flavoured part turned out 'not so pink' after the cake was baked, everything went pretty much OK! still wonder what happened with the pink though !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and .. uh I went to visit my little niece for the first time yesterday .. she is just 4 days old .. and guess what I'm nieceobsessed now ... she is sooooooooooooooooooooooooo adorable !! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm , that's all I can bear to type right now .. my shoulder muscled are killing me .. see ya later !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-5792347077697329097?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5792347077697329097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/5792347077697329097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/5792347077697329097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-5269149387742460457</id><published>2011-04-24T00:41:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-24T01:21:18.384+05:30</updated><title type='text'>oh yaa the bitch is back on track but god knows for how long</title><content type='html'>well the title says it all. I'm in need of a means of relieving my 'stress' again .. i.e. I need to start bitching about my life, my family my eduction , pretty much about everything in general .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my rather embarrassing venture in to blogging previously , which u can still find evidence in in my 'older posts', I decided that going public with my perverted thoughts had to come to an end . But unfortunately there is nothing that could hold me off from publicly embarrassing myself  so yaa I'm back , call me sick masochist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see I already am starting to recognise a trend in my bitching tendencies. another exam is coming up .. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as i'm in it , i might also summarize what are the changes you can see in the dazz now and dazz then &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- new dazz is absolutely shameless and her verbal filter has vaporized in to thin air at some point of time. In essence a lot of cursing to come up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- new dazz seems to be interested in a ''lot'' of new things .. she wants to study psychology for god's sake !! she wants to involve more in social work like volunteering in hospitals etc ( dunno whether this is possible in sri lanka though. I've read about this some where and now i'm very interested)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- new dazz has decided to put romance aside ( not that I had it in plenty to begin with) and put a little more work in to studies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-new dazz wants to adopt a child :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's all I can recall at the moment and will keep updating the list .. lol lol lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the recent events resulted in changing my perception of life in general. I'm glad that some those helped me realise what i really should appreciate more, what I should keep. respect and adore .. mmh i think I should be taking about these when I'm less sleep deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope I'll be posting regularly , but knowing me ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-5269149387742460457?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5269149387742460457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-yaa-bitch-is-back-on-track-but-god.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/5269149387742460457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/5269149387742460457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-yaa-bitch-is-back-on-track-but-god.html' title='oh yaa the bitch is back on track but god knows for how long'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-1250993521415074659</id><published>2010-10-08T19:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-08T19:27:00.782+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Trying..</title><content type='html'>I already miss what I am going to give up, now that I know I'm going to. Dwelling on the past serves nothing, they say. May be I should try to learn from the past, as they say. Hope the numbness would fade away soon.. So much to be done in so little time.. I'm always so hard on myself.. bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-1250993521415074659?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1250993521415074659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/trying.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/1250993521415074659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/1250993521415074659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/trying.html' title='Trying..'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-1576486788687235129</id><published>2010-10-07T14:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-07T14:08:44.613+05:30</updated><title type='text'>An impasse..</title><content type='html'>When you are to evaluate the pros and cons of what you once thought was a good choice.. when the evaluation provides the basis of what you currently think a life changing decision.. when the consequences of that to-be-made decision is so blurry and indefinite.. when the path beyond that point of decision is so unknown and lonely..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-1576486788687235129?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1576486788687235129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/impasse.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/1576486788687235129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/1576486788687235129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/impasse.html' title='An impasse..'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-4274661496728665200</id><published>2010-08-14T12:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-14T15:22:55.066+05:30</updated><title type='text'>poppy- this chick wants to be Mrs. Robert Pattinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/TGZGtK9O8-I/AAAAAAAAABA/VgGz01J1-Y0/s1600/twilight-177-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/TGZGtK9O8-I/AAAAAAAAABA/VgGz01J1-Y0/s320/twilight-177-large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505165336356254690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This chick wants to be Mrs.Robert Pattinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sits alone in her bedroom at night&lt;br /&gt;staring at his poster on her ceiling&lt;br /&gt;In her dreams and her fantasies, he knows her thoughts and her feelings&lt;br /&gt;She has a tshirt that says she loves him so all the world can see&lt;br /&gt;No other man will ever take his place&lt;br /&gt;it’s only Robert Pattinson she sees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants to be Mrs Robert Pattinson&lt;br /&gt;Then all of her dreams would com true&lt;br /&gt;Just to be Mrs Robert Pattinson&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing she won’t do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Friends they think it’s a school girl crush&lt;br /&gt;on a star that’s too far to reach&lt;br /&gt;But in her dreams and Twilight eyes&lt;br /&gt;Is where she and Mr. Pattinson meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the stars that come out every night&lt;br /&gt;And the sun that sets every day&lt;br /&gt;And her dreams each and every night&lt;br /&gt;Oh they fly on the sky high above&lt;br /&gt;They fly on a wing (OHHHH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, this is written by Sarah Barry Williams. this exactly my fwendie's condition right now.. though she is not a school girl anymore...lol lol lol. hope you wouldn't mind sweets'''hugz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-4274661496728665200?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4274661496728665200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/poppy.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/4274661496728665200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/4274661496728665200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/poppy.html' title='poppy- this chick wants to be Mrs. Robert Pattinson'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/TGZGtK9O8-I/AAAAAAAAABA/VgGz01J1-Y0/s72-c/twilight-177-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-7731839581235209746</id><published>2010-07-29T11:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-01T21:30:57.888+05:30</updated><title type='text'>weird..</title><content type='html'>ඔන්න අපේ පොපි විශේෂයෙන්ම මගේ පොස්ට් එක බලාගෙනම පෙරේදා ඇවිත් තිබුණු නිසා අපේ යහපත් හැසිරීමක් සඳහා වෙන සම්මුතිය කෙලෙසිමකින් තොරව මම පොපිගේ ආසාව ඉෂ්ට කරන්නයි යන්නේ ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;අපේ පෆෝමන්ස් ස්ට්‍රෙටජි ලෙක්චර් එක තමා සතියේ අපිට දැන් තියෙන පිස්සුම හැදෙන ලෙක්චර් එක.. පිස්සු හැදිලා හීනත් පේනවා .. පුරුවේ කරපු පින් වල බලයෙන් අලුත් ලෙක්චරර් කෙනෙක් උනත් ක්ලාස් එකේදී අපි දෙන්නටම උගන්නනවා වගේ දෙයක් තියෙනවනේ.. ඒ නිසා ඉතින් ගිය සතියේ sunday උදේ පන්තියේ දී ත් මම    බොහොම ආයාසයෙන් පාඩම අහගෙන ඉන්නවා වගේ පෙන්නගෙන පොඩි මනෝ පාරක් ගහ ගහ හිටිය ..  වැඩි දෙයක් නෙවේ.. මේ සබ්ජෙක්ට් එක අපේ Mr. Sweet ඉගැන්නුවනම් කොහොම තියෙයි  ද කියලයි හිත හිත හිටියේ.. එහෙම උනානම් අඩුගානේ කම්මැලි නැතිව බලන් ඉන්න පුළුවන් හීනයක් වත් පෙනෙයිනේ කියලා.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ඔහොම හිත හිත ඉන්න අතරේ මම නිකන් අහම්බෙන් වගේ මගේ එහාපැත්තෙ හිටපු ළමය දිහා බැලුව .. ටිකක් අමුතු ලුක් එකක් .. what the heck.. what does she think she is doing???? is she doing this intentionally??? can't be??? even if so , she wouldn't want to be this obvious??? grrr... should I nudge her? will the lecturer notice if I do so? oh god!!! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHAT DOES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SHE THINK SHE IS DOING?????&lt;/span&gt;  her head was slightly raised upwards.. eyes lost in an uncomprehending expression.. her glistening (glistening of who-knows-what) lips slightly parted.. I could swear her breathing was faster and shallower than that of average..  F**K,, WHAT IF THAT BUGGER SEES THIS??? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HE WOULD DEFINITELY THINK SHE IS/WE ARE SICK PERVERT(S) ..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"ok guysyou can have a break and come back in 20 minutes" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;දෙය්යෝ අපේ මූණ බැලුව කියන්නේ ඕකට වෙන්න ඇති.. මගේ එහාපැත්තෙ හිටපු ළමයාගේ දැහැන එකෙන් බිඳුණු නිසා ජාමේ බේරුනා.. හ්ම්ම්ම්ම්ම් ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. that's not the only weird thing that happened in the last week end.. bad luck seems to haunt us.. i had this weird weird spell of sneezing which ended up in me having a terrible backache.. thanks to that now I'm only capable of linear motion .. no bending, no turning around .. nothing!! what a beautiful birthday it was!!!!  (it wasn't not beautiful actually!! i had some nice nice nice surprises , for the first time in my life!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-7731839581235209746?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7731839581235209746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/weird.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/7731839581235209746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/7731839581235209746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/weird.html' title='weird..'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-6394184775888153554</id><published>2010-07-20T15:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-20T15:23:41.707+05:30</updated><title type='text'>හරිම කම්මැලියි</title><content type='html'>මේ දවස් වල කැම්පස් එකේ වකේෂන් නේ .. ඒ නිසා මම ෆුල්ටයිම් ගෙදර .. කැම්පස් තියෙනකල් වකේෂන් එනකල් බලන් ඉන්නවා .. වකේෂන් අවාම කරන්න දෙයක් නැතුව බකන් නිලන් ඉන්නවා .. සිමා ක්ලාස් එකට අතර මගින් කඩා පාත් වුනු නිසා catch up කරගන්න දේවල් නම් කෝටියයි .. but  කම්මැලි කම එක් කෝටි එකයි .. හදන්න ගත්තු පෙන්සිල් කේස් එක අදවත් හදලා ඉවරයක් කරන්න ඕනා .. රෙදි කෑලි ටික දකින දකින පාරට අම්මා මගේ ඉතිහාසයම මතක් කර කර බනිනවා .. lol .. ඔළුවට තෙල් ටිකක් ගා ගන්නත් ඕනා .. අපේ අම්ම කියන්නේ මගේ සාමාන්‍ය දැනීම වැඩ කරන්නේ නැත්තේ තෙල් ටිකක් වත් නොගා මගේ මොලේ කර වෙලා තියෙන නිසා වෙන්න ඇති කියලා .. ( අපේ අම්මා සාමාන්‍ය දැනීම කියලා අදහස් කරන්නේ ගෙදර  දොරේ වැඩ වලට දෙමව්පියන්ට උදව් වීම සහ තියන වැඩක් පොලක් හිතලා කිරීම - මම ඔලුවේ තෙල් ගාන්න ඇත්තටම හොර වැරදිලා වත් ඔය කියන සාමාන්‍ය දැනීම මට පහල වෙයි  කියලා ) ඔය වගේ වෙලාවට තම මට හිතෙන්නේ අපේ අම්මා නැන්දා  වගේ හරි අපේ ඉස්කෝලේ හිටපු අපි හරිම  ආස කරපු එක මිස් කෙනෙක් වගේ හරි උනානම් කියලා (මිස් ගේ නම කියන එක හොඳ නෑ නේ ඉතින්.. ) ඒ දෙන්නගෙම අදහස තමා ගෑනු ළමයි  ගෙදර ඉන්න කාලේ නිදහසේ ඉන්න ඕනේ කියන එක (හික්ස් මිස් එකසැරයක් ඔය කතාව ඉස්කෝලේ පෙරන්ට්ස් මීටින් එකකදීත් කියල තිබුනා.. අපේ තාත්තා ට ඕකට  මාස ගානක් යනකල් ම මිස් ගේ පරම්පරාවම හොදට මතක තිබුනා.. ) ගෑනු ලමෙයෙක් ඉන්න ඕනා විදිය පිළිබඳව අපේ අම්මලාගේ පරමාදර්ශය තමා පොපී.. ඒ වෙලාවට තමා මට හිතෙන්නේ එදා ඉස්කෝලේ සිසු රැඟුම් practises  වලට අපිව බලෙන් නටන්න දාල තිබුණු වෙලාවේ මම වගේම හොරට නටන්නේ නැතුව හැංගිලා හිටපු බතල කෙල්ලත් එක්ක හිනා උනේ අපරාදේ කියලා .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ඔන්න අපේ අම්ම මට දවල් ට කන්න අඬගහනවා ..  ( බෝඩින් කාරය වගේ කාමරේ ට වෙලා ඉන්නවා .. ඉක්මනට ඇවිත් කන්ඩ.. අපිට බෑ මැස්සෝ එලව එලව ඉන්ඩ.. අතක් පයක් හොල්ලන්නෙ නැතුව ගල් ගෙඩිය වගේ ඉඳලා ලෙඩක් හදාගන්නවා මම දන්නවා දැන් ... ) ගිහින් එන්නම් කෝ ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-6394184775888153554?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6394184775888153554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/6394184775888153554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/6394184775888153554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post_20.html' title='හරිම කම්මැලියි'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-3175607924389769169</id><published>2010-07-19T15:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-19T15:35:22.446+05:30</updated><title type='text'>හලෝ හලෝ</title><content type='html'>හලෝ හලෝ finally.. කම්මැලිකම යටපත්  කරගෙන ශිංගලෙන් type කරනවා..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post කරන්න සෑහෙන දේවල් තිබුනට, පොපීයි මමයි agree වුණු code of conduct එකට පටහැනි දේවල් කිරීමේ හොඳනැතිකම නිසා සහ සේරම දේවල් සිංහලෙන් type කරන්න ගියොත් ලබන මාසෙන් මෙහාපැත්තේ නතර කරගන්න බැරිවෙන නිසාත්, බෙහෙතකට කියලාවත් ඉන්න followersලා ටික එලවා ගන්ඩ ඕනෙ නැති නිසාත් බැරිවැඩ නොකර මෙච්චර දවසක් type  කලවිදියටම post  කරන එක හොඳයි කියලා හිතෙනවා. (අවංකවම කියනවානං මේකේ අකුරු ඇහඳිනකොට මගේ තියන බොහොම සීමිත ඉවසීම ආගිය අතක් නැති වෙනවා). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ඉතිං එහෙනං ආයේ මට blogging mood  එකක් ආවාම හම්බුවෙමු..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-3175607924389769169?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3175607924389769169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/3175607924389769169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/3175607924389769169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='හලෝ හලෝ'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-5834019635666729157</id><published>2010-07-16T20:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-16T20:47:04.319+05:30</updated><title type='text'>for the love of all that is holy!</title><content type='html'>lols... Im not actually swearing actually.. but that phrase (which I've gladly quoted from Edward) seems to be oddly matching to my mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've passed all three subjects... lol.Even though I got to know the results 30 hours ago, I had to wait till I see it in cimaglobal.com to convince myself that I've SERIOUSLY passed PM.(which I was overly positive that I would fail) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best things is I would no more miss the old fun... soooo keep your fingers crossed misters... more trouble on your way....!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-5834019635666729157?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5834019635666729157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-love-of-all-that-is-holy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/5834019635666729157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/5834019635666729157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-love-of-all-that-is-holy.html' title='for the love of all that is holy!'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-2447739971468317947</id><published>2010-07-09T19:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-09T19:54:00.630+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert pattinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let me sign'/><title type='text'>let me sign...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/TDcuBI8UBvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UXFVGxgkbiQ/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 109px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/TDcuBI8UBvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UXFVGxgkbiQ/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491908867716810482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.. i found the song which i would never get bored listening to.. its not a very popular one or there is nowhere to find a proper complete version of the song.. the lyrics are posted here but its not lyrics that creates the magic here.. it is the flow of emotion in the voice of the singer throughout the short span of the song that makes it irresistible to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh Oooh Oooh&lt;br /&gt;She was standing there by&lt;br /&gt;The Broken Tree&lt;br /&gt;Her hands are all twisted&lt;br /&gt;She was pointing at me&lt;br /&gt;I was dammed by the light coming&lt;br /&gt;Out of her eyes&lt;br /&gt;She spoke with a voice that&lt;br /&gt;Disrupted the sky&lt;br /&gt;She said "walk on over here to&lt;br /&gt;The bitter shade"&lt;br /&gt;I will wrap you in my arms &lt;br /&gt;And I'll stay..&lt;br /&gt;Let me sign&lt;br /&gt;Let me sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me so lonely when the song ends and the image is just all about that.. the yearning of the voice makes me yearn to wrap all i love safely in my arms protecting those from all the evil that exists....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.4shared.com/q/1/robert%20pattinson%20let%20me%20sign"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the link to download or listen is posted above..hope you'll enjoy... but if not... please don't complain..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-2447739971468317947?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2447739971468317947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/let-me-sign.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/2447739971468317947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/2447739971468317947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/let-me-sign.html' title='let me sign...'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/TDcuBI8UBvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UXFVGxgkbiQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-4639681475518570600</id><published>2010-06-30T22:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:10:03.616+05:30</updated><title type='text'>anxious..</title><content type='html'>hi there.. I'm posting again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how boring it would be to anyone who would be reading my posts by accident to mention that I ended up skipping the entire end of semester examination on the account of my guy's arrival..to be honest i should accept that Its my untamed mind that kept me from studying ...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things seems to get terribly formal these days.. my parents have asked for a formal meeting with my guy  and the date is fixed on tomorrow.. I'm soooooo nervous on the whole thing coz I'm pretty much sure that he is not going to meet some of the fucking outrageous criteria that are being set by my mother..grrrr why does she has to be so difficult???? or is it just the custom that parents have to be difficult..whatever it is... soooooooooooooo annoying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... i also formally left from my boarding place today... (i've been spending almost all my days at home anyway.. ) still its a nice feeling to be back home.. pff... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GODZ.. WHAT ON EARTH I AM POSTNG.. WELL NO ONE HAS SAID THAT YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO POST SENSIBLE STUFF IN BLOGS RIGHT??? HMPF.. ITS SOO ANNOYING WHEN YOU HAVE SO MUCH TO TELL BUT NOTHING COMES OUT COHERENTLY...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-4639681475518570600?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4639681475518570600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/anxious.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/4639681475518570600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/4639681475518570600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/anxious.html' title='anxious..'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-3893186849903078813</id><published>2010-06-19T13:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-19T14:19:37.591+05:30</updated><title type='text'>life is full of disappointments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/TByDzYi4eQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1SZY_0-ih1M/s1600/15062010144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/TByDzYi4eQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1SZY_0-ih1M/s320/15062010144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484403365015746818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting bored blogging.. not  that I have more important things to do with my precious time but my curse coming in to action..ie. getting bored at almost anything after some time.. no matter how hard i try..well... that's me... (well i said almost anything cause I've successfully managed not to get bored at some important  things such as breathing...lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what's wrong with poppy... seems like her sweet-to-me brother hasn't got the router fixed for her yet... hmmm or else... who knows.. she may have got bored toooo.. after all she is my long term closest friend too..(there has to be some chemistry in order to be remained as friends for a long time ,right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only not so old news that i have left to post is that another much awaited exams is in store for me.. thanks to the arrival of my guy I'm happily going to skip one or two exams anyway..(i don't know whether it is possible to do yet lol.. but who cares anyway.. as obvious I'm bored with my university education toooooo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad decided to colour wash the entire house recently... so... after spending about two hours in selecting the colours, i painted my room in purple and green.. only to be commented by everyone who visits my room that it looks more like a nursery school...lol. BUT.. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE WHAT I HAVE DONE TO MY ROOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than the fact that the house is still an awful mess that it takes only half a day to find anything you want.. and that we don't really shout at each other at least dozen times a day when going to find things... home  life is flowing very peacefully...which is again quite an odd thing to me...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss cima a lot...lol. and the old fun... hmmmmm.. life is ful of disappointments they say... but there is said to be a silver line in every dark cloud, right? see ya..(hopefully..lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-3893186849903078813?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3893186849903078813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-is-full-of-disappointments.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/3893186849903078813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/3893186849903078813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-is-full-of-disappointments.html' title='life is full of disappointments...'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/TByDzYi4eQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1SZY_0-ih1M/s72-c/15062010144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-6149276504727107434</id><published>2010-06-07T17:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-07T17:39:00.588+05:30</updated><title type='text'>after a long pause..</title><content type='html'>hi there.. Its been almost a month since ive last posted here.. Exams exams &amp; exams.. Anyway since im positive that i,m going to fail PM.. These days im trying to concentrate on uni stuff.. Miss the old fun though.. mr.nasty &amp; mr. Sweet !!!!!lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;information overload leads to poor communication..im so filled up with sooo many things that im having a hard time figuring out what to post &amp; what not to.. Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having a very busy time preparing myself for the arrival of my bawwa... Gosh.. Only three more days left &amp; so much to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-6149276504727107434?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6149276504727107434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/after-long-pause.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/6149276504727107434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/6149276504727107434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/after-long-pause.html' title='after a long pause..'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-2903201843368446937</id><published>2010-06-01T21:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:09:12.843+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-2903201843368446937?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2903201843368446937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/2903201843368446937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/2903201843368446937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-1440270537559719749</id><published>2010-05-04T20:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:08:45.078+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tummy's got scared ! And stressed !!</title><content type='html'>Im at the doctor's again.. I forget the count of how many times ive visited this place for the past few months.. Poppy thinks that i may be stressed.. Bt does it cause loose mortion? Grr.. Its very annoying when ur tummy decides to interrupt the most exciting consolidated statement of financial position you are working on.. Grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some annonymous guy is threatning poppy and me about informing mr.cute and mr.sweet about our blogs these days.. May be my tummy is afraid of that too.. Rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all tummy ache and loose mortion are not the most fascinating things to have.. Hope the doc will give me something to stop the flow and be able to go to that compulsary hydrology lec tmrw.. !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-1440270537559719749?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1440270537559719749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/tummys-got-scared-and-stressed.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/1440270537559719749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/1440270537559719749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/tummys-got-scared-and-stressed.html' title='Tummy&apos;s got scared ! And stressed !!'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-8548984120583940206</id><published>2010-05-02T20:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:40:32.122+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sinhala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CIMA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poppy'/><title type='text'>Poppy the witch</title><content type='html'>20 days more to the exam.. And here i am.. Posting in a blog !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like posting in sinhala today.. Not precisely in sinhala actually.. In "singlish".. Since i literaly don't have followers.. It wouldn't matter in what language i post anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pahugiya week eka maha mati mool wikaara week ekak.. Mage aasama wade wena campus yaama gana nokiyaa purudu widiyatama class eke rasa kathaa ma liyannam..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape poppiyaa nam eka welawakata maarai.. Tube light ekak wage uparima bright wada karanawa.. Onna ithin eeye class arunata passe api washroom polime indala boho welawak thisse thibunu bara nidahas karala..konde hadaagena..make up eka refresh karagena..perfume tikak ehema gahagena..podi kaiyakuth daala iwara wela barefoot ekata tikak ehaain thiyena bus halt eken 100 bus ekata nagga.. Naginakotama onna bus eke thawath kowwo tikak piriwaragena hitapu ape class eke kowwek (eya muslim..e nisa for the sake of naming him api mohommad kiamuko(mmd)..) apiwa dakala bohoma suhada widiyata hinawela haai hello kathawak damma..( eyage primary intention eka ara kowwonta apiwa danna bawa angaweema kiala apita waasanawata wage click una) math itin hina wela, karumeta wage ida thibunu ekama thana una un tikata opposit seat eke inda gaththa.. Dan meya dekata nawila ebila apen exam gana ahanawa.. Eya pothak peralala wath nalu thama.. Ithin math gath katatama kiwwa "oyatanam poth peralanna one nane MMD..oya brightaa ne kiala" lol. Eeta passe yaanthan apita eyagen nidahase yanna puluwan una.. Hondama wade une e kastiya kolpity walin bahinna giyaama.. Rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMD, nagitala bahinna yanagaman mata kiwwa "pray for me , to pass the exam " kialaa.. ( e kiwwe, eyata exam pass wenna kiala mata yaakgna karannalu,,,lol, eka hondaa mata wena wada natiwata ! ) bus eke sadde nisa kiyana de matath hariyatama clck une na.. So mam podi pal hinawak dala oluwa wanuwa.. But strangely, i had an instinct that something was going to go wrong.. Mam poppy diha baluwa.. Mekaa gath katatama MMDta kiwwe nathaa "same to u " kiala..(meekaa ta ahila thiyenne MMD api 2ta exam eka hodata karanna kiala wish kala wagei..faint.) Hafoi,MMDta ahune na kiala hithala ayema parak same to u kiala haiyen kianna hadanakota yantam mam nawaththa gaththa.. Pmpl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E madiwata, eeta hapan bright wadak anith bus ekedi kalaa.. Onna mam gaawa hitagena hitapu gaanu lamayage bag eka mam illan thiyaa gaththa.. E lamaya bahala yanna lasthiwela bag eka magen illagena "thank u" kiwwa.. Math itin hina wela bohoma nihathamaaneewa e isthutiya piligaththa.. Ape poppiya.. Elamaya bag eka aran yanna hadanakota, hodata moona diha balala.. Hinaawelaa.."byeee" kiwwa.. Hiks.. Siraawatama e lamaya hitanna athi api maha uparima mongal dial 2k kiala..lol. (ai itin bus eke ena thurawata api 2nage saakachchaawata bhajanaya unu indika sirge "kissable lips" i, Mr.cute ge raaja*****.. Mr.sweet ge sinindu hombai ganath eya hodata kandeegena hitiyane !) gama kanawa mekaa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me satiye wikaara siduweem wala aarambaya thamaa oya.. Ituruwath mam ida laben widiyata post karannamko..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-8548984120583940206?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8548984120583940206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/poppy-witch.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/8548984120583940206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/8548984120583940206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/poppy-witch.html' title='Poppy the witch'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-5270856780786374906</id><published>2010-04-26T15:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-26T15:32:08.089+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Crushing handshake</title><content type='html'>Today we went to AMW for collecting some info for our management science asignment.. There we were presented to a manager, who was about 6ft+ tall and built like a bull.. (no offense intended).  I saw it coming when i saw my collegues's faces when he grabbed their hands ( 5 girls including me) in a welcome shake and decided to give a quick handshake just to play safe.. But alas!! I was pretty sure he crushed 2 or 3 of my fragile bones in that pretty,awfully quick, handshake.. I could swear that i heard a muffed crushing sound of bones !! Pfff&lt;br /&gt; (despite of that little misfortune,i should say that they were really helpful in providing us with the info needed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading poppy's post, im misarably desperate for a kiss..,lucky bastard atleast got one from a baby! But poor me will have to wait at least 4 months till his highness arrives here to fullfil that desperateness ! ( mr.cute's kisses in dreams just makes the matters worse !lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-5270856780786374906?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5270856780786374906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/crushing-handshake.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/5270856780786374906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/5270856780786374906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/crushing-handshake.html' title='Crushing handshake'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-7438080060972896515</id><published>2010-04-25T21:48:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-11T13:06:57.581+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Urge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smooth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stimulus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Strange urges !</title><content type='html'>Today, on our way home, by bus, poppy told me about this strange urge of hers.. That is when she sees Mr.sweet's cheeck (the area near the ear, which looks too smooth n soft for a guy) she gets a strange urge to touch there.. Thats when our conversation took a turn towards these strange urges and stimulai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, just few hours before i discoverd that poppy gets so annoyed, frenzy i should say, when someone or something rubs her upper arm ! ( lol, good trump 4 me though.. Nw i knw how to keep that witch in a safer distance when needed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there are several people in the class and uni that i absolutely hate since the very first time i laid my eyes upon them (wrath at first sight,lols).. One is this "biarch" girl of FM Cls when confronted with whom i have a real hard time controlling myself from the urge of punching her on the "homba" (face)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, today was a very uneventful day.. Otherthan the fact that we were,with the hardest of efforts, able to figure out the value of mr.cute!(rofl). Ah, today i also fulfilled my long time desire for a pair of sunglasses! I bought a prada .. (one more thing to poppy and mine "have in common" list)&lt;br /&gt;We have so many thngs in common that some people have gone to the extend of asking whether we are relations! When i say "oh god no, fortunately no !" i usually get  this oh-my-how-rude-this-girl-is look ! Lols..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-7438080060972896515?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7438080060972896515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/strange-urges_25.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/7438080060972896515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/7438080060972896515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/strange-urges_25.html' title='Strange urges !'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-7122282628865466306</id><published>2010-04-23T21:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-23T21:43:49.953+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lost in time..</title><content type='html'>When ever things come to occur at a steady pace.. some fucking shit happens to turn everything upside down .. &amp; everything will have to be worked on from the very beginning !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, im again complaining about my love life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really know where to start or cant realy pin point as to what the exact problem is.. But being the silly pocessive being i am.. I just cant stand when i dnt get what i desperately crave for.. I cnt stand when i dnt get all of it or when it is obvious that he is not trying.. &amp; i just cant understand why on earth i just cant leave this thng aside  and move on with my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like ive lost my real self somewhere behind.. I feel terribly uncomfartable in what i am right now bt dnt have a clue how to find my old self again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember the last time i made a new friend.. All of a sudden i realise that im keeping myself unapproachable and reserved.. What ive become is a severely subdued personality compared with the old aggressive and cheerful self im desperate to turn back to.. My self actualisation level is narrowing down though thats the last thing i ever want .. The fire that was within seems to have dimmed and i seem to act "indiferent" in many matters i would otherwise have actively participated on ..&lt;br /&gt;Its like ive been put to a dreamy lassitude where no outer consensus would affect me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-7122282628865466306?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7122282628865466306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/lost-in-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/7122282628865466306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/7122282628865466306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/lost-in-time.html' title='Lost in time..'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-8333530290836553478</id><published>2010-04-15T23:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-15T23:08:15.535+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Abandoned</title><content type='html'>Im terribly sick &amp; my family ppl have abandoned me..&lt;br /&gt;I have flu, cold, cough, sore throught, headache &amp; muscle pain . &lt;br /&gt;My mom doesnt come near me.. May be shes afraid of catching all those horrible thngs.. (cnt blame hr for that anyway, bt its nt funny to have ur mom avoiding u when u want hr to stay close to u and stroke ur head).when i asked her for some water, her response was "go and drink". my dad thinks that i deserve all these coz i refused to go to the doc when ths sore throt thng just immerged.. (i hate swollowing tablets &amp; pills) . My bro thnks that im just acting sick just to avoid these "new year" chores..&lt;br /&gt;My mom dragged me to a new year lunch in neighbourhood today without even bothering to notice that i cant hold my head upright .. She doesnt love me anyway .. Nw dnt thnk that im rude &amp; ungrateful, lets put it like ths, if a situation arises where she has to make a choice.. She will go for my brother.. Pathetic.. Isnt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sory abt my speling &amp; grammer mstakes, i cnt stop sneezing &amp; blowing my nose.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-8333530290836553478?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8333530290836553478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/abandoned.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/8333530290836553478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/8333530290836553478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/abandoned.html' title='Abandoned'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-314389274787720871</id><published>2010-03-23T18:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-11T13:13:11.391+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Helo helo</title><content type='html'>Finally .. Finalee.. With the hardest of the hardest effort, i managed to "create" some time to peep in here and post a post lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally i had a horibby teribly busy week ! Surely im not gona bore u by tellin about my suking week ! Grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday i got a sweet news from IL darling.. He happily announced that the IM class that was to be held on poya day is cancelled.. Before we exhale the breath of extreme relief we took in .. He very proudly informed us that classes are cancelled only to be replaced by a mock exam ! Can u believe it ? Two mock exams at a stretch on poya day !! Im sure Mr.Cute has plotted on this with the pure intention of torturing us ! Gosh he is becoming so annoying ! And IL darling too ! I decided not to treat him as a darling any more.. Hmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poppy has done a brave thing a few days ago.. Im not sure whether she has told u cos i cant read her posts with full of squares.. Anyway she has sent the back up of her blog to her bro ! Lols. The best news is , now she is puttin all her efforts to avoid contact with her bro ! Hiks.. Caught red handed !! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a reelie funny day at uni.. We plucked "may" flowers -i guess thats the name- wore it in our hair and took pics.. Lol. We also climed a cashew tree (it is grown parellel to ground lols) which is located in (kase).. Hehe.. No im not suffering from downs.. Thank u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm.. What else... Heard a rumor that Mr.Virus's's mom is looking for marriage proposals for him ..lol. Im sure poppy must be really frustated by the news..lol.  I think its my duty as a friend to ask poppy's mom to talk with virus's mom abt this ! Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i wana ask a favor of anyone reading this. If any one knows how to unlock (country lock or somethng like that) a nokia n97, pweees let me know ok.. I would be really greatful if u could..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oki ppz.. C ya soon then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-314389274787720871?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/314389274787720871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/helo-helo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/314389274787720871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/314389274787720871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/helo-helo.html' title='Helo helo'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-4232398172709725709</id><published>2010-03-16T19:56:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:46:08.057+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Troubled times !</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. After quite a long time..(absense makes the heart grow fonder , they say! Hehe)  I felt so reluctant to login to this last few days.. May be thats coz of my previous post.. Anyway despite of me having a emotionally confused week, somethings (actually only one) were fulfilled up to the desired level .. For one thing, i finished watching both seasons of MERLIN ( now waiting breathlessly to the upcoming season which will hopefully be released on this august.. Long time but its worth the wait)&lt;br /&gt; (i strongly reccomend to any of you who are reading ths,by any chance lols, to try merlin. Its great )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days i often catch myself daydreaming , fantasising rather, of my guy. May be due to the hope that he'll be down in next september! Im longing for a moment that i get to chat with him, but whenever we r chatting  i get this strange urge to cut the conversation short and get away ! I skipped a 2hour lecter today just to be able to catch his free time to talk with him but i talked nothing otherthan asking him to go and get ready to go to his lectures..Don't know whats wrong with me but whatever it is, its upseting me a lot..hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling IL sir sorta scolded me last sunday.. For not writing the answer in a proper format.. True.. But i how on earth could i have written the answer in a so called proper format when i had hard time trying to keep my eyes open ! Anyway, im upset that he was so serious about it cos im not a bad student and i didnt do it purposely ( though i happen to forget the homework quite often ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the only colourful thing other than merlin is that im towtaly pissed off with mr.cute..lol. I can't think of anything otherthan a chance to punch him on his homba (face) (i know i shouldnt have said -let alone thought- this kind of things about a "teacher" ) . His frustatingly funny gestures have returend and godzz thats so annoying ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bored at the bording today.. Only kau is there but she is a silent girl.. I tried to have a nap since afternoon, tried everythng, i even managed to go through the EM text book, but grr.. Sleep is nowhere to be seen ! What a colourful week this was !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-4232398172709725709?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4232398172709725709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/troubled-times.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/4232398172709725709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/4232398172709725709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/troubled-times.html' title='Troubled times !'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-2683968389498694723</id><published>2010-03-12T21:53:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:56:50.338+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The middle way</title><content type='html'>I tried several possible ways of starting this post , but as usual i came up with none !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone asks u whether it is possible to have an inbetween state of a window being totaly closed or totaly opened.. I know u would have a clear answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if the question is the inbetween state of like and dislike, meaning can u like , slightly like, slightly dislike and dislike,i often wonder what the answer could be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough it should beter have been otherwise, i with surprise realised that in my case there are no inbetween states.. Either i like or i dislike. Of course under certain circumstances i do pretend those inbetween liking states, but i think pretendance doesn't count in this case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be the reason my mother constantly repeating that i was a cruel wench since birth.. ( to be frank i hardly bother about what anyone's opinion on me is..)  i like people who love me ( i hope u would understand the term love, im not talking about the girl guy thng) and i do love them back.. I dont care what i would have to go through to make them happy .. And if someone hurts me the slightest i would gladly see to it that they eventually regret.. Cruel, aint i.. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest i wouldnt have wanted anyone to read this post as i know it wont create a nice picture about me.. But  being the blunt me here i am.. Opening up the darkest of secrets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord buddha advices the middle way .. Perhaps, im not to be enlightened .. !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-2683968389498694723?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2683968389498694723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/middle-way.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/2683968389498694723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/2683968389498694723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/middle-way.html' title='The middle way'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-7301765754104185744</id><published>2010-03-10T14:42:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:33:15.785+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blun honda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FBI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><title type='text'>I planned to call it a "girlz'" day !</title><content type='html'>Well this is my version of poppy's Merlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across the 4th episode of Merlin season 1 by accident.. Somehow sorcery being my favourite fantacy, it didnt take me much long to become a merlin maniac ! I would call it a "lucky" coincidence as my chweeet bro (my nephew) also had watched the 4th episode and managed to get merlin madness which led him to download all 2 seasons and (i absolutely adore my bro!) gave me a copy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my pc thing has gone dumb, and the piece of rusted metal called the dvd player is practically broken down, i decided to go to poppy's place and have some fun (and of course watch merlin) since i seriously think  it is not decent to use filth to discribe something that is not mine so i'd rather skip the part about poppy's f****** pc !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i got the privilage to listen to poppy's mommy's  record of colourful past for the *n*th time since i started visiting their place...*faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then poppy and her cousin sis came to drop me home (by foot) we ate a yummy ice palam and "ice packet" . And i made them a delicious chilled milo with milk.. (yumm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess il have to finish the post some othertime as my roomie idiot is insistin me madly to layer her hair lol.. She has no idea what shez gona endup with.. Lols lols and lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No im lyn on the bed awaiting sleep.. ( awaitin idiotic chattaa to finish her studies to turn off the light..pff) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way my roomie is overwhelmed with joy with the outcome of the hair cut ! (it turned out quite nice..as usual .. Lol) We practically chase her away from the mirror( she was posing infrnt of the mirror for about 2 hrs which became really irritating!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm.. What else what else.. Ah me and chatta had to face a dreadful experience while on the way to buy the dinner.. Two guys in a beauttttiful blue honda followed us.. Oh god we were terrified.. Then when we came to the buttique there was this guy who questioned us like FBI ( he had a rat voice and i had a hard time surpresing a laugh) may be this is what happens when venus dominates the horescope ! Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-7301765754104185744?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7301765754104185744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-planned-to-call-it-girlz-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/7301765754104185744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/7301765754104185744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-planned-to-call-it-girlz-day.html' title='I planned to call it a &quot;girlz&apos;&quot; day !'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-1099038643715562772</id><published>2010-03-04T12:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-04T12:21:57.069+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='umbrella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Granny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poppy'/><title type='text'>Funny things grannies are !</title><content type='html'>Im bored.. Not surprisingly though.. A good for nothing wedding.. Cant blame though.. Everyone's try to do their best.. Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My granny -my father's mommy- is about 83 years old.. But it ranges from 25 to 99 depending on whom she gets to talks with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If its the chief monk of the temple.. Its 99 years.. Her hands and knees tremble and she cant even stand without her walking stick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if its some one of her own age, she comes and tells that some granny came and talked with her..(at that moment she practically carries her walking stick rather than walking wt its aid..lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took a red shopping bag with her umbrella to my nephews wedding ! And a walking stick made of pvc (which ws made for her to use when she goes to the bathroom) to my niece's wedding !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my uncles passed away recently.. When the palor people finished setting up the coffin and all that she asked the guy - dan harida puthe? (finished setting up son?). The guy sed yes.&lt;br /&gt;Granny: anee me gahak galak wage hitapu daruwata mokada une!! Aiyo!! Apiwa dala yanna epa raththaran puthe..!!! (o what hapened to my beloved son! He was fit as a stone oh please dont leave us) mind u, even his wife and children hadnt started crying at that time..gods..everybody started turning back and smirking.. My aunt practically had to drag her away !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks that she is the center of the universe-most respectable lady ! She pretends like she cant hear a single thing with her ears but try wispering about money..! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poppy's granny is also one funny thing calling poppy her akkaa ( elder sis) .. Godz these grannies are !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now u r welcomed to jump in to conclusions as i am a rude and merciless wench.. Bt guys.. Funny things are funny as they are !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-1099038643715562772?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1099038643715562772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-bored.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/1099038643715562772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/1099038643715562772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-bored.html' title='Funny things grannies are !'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-533513434359991049</id><published>2010-03-04T00:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-06T09:54:02.622+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boom boom bash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sagittarius woman'/><title type='text'>Who's gone mad? The world or me?</title><content type='html'>Would u think that im mad if i say tilin tilin and her guy are together again?? Well u are free to do so as they ARE !!hell of a lot of tears wasted !( thats why i strongly believe that tears doesn't solve problems but the words !) anyway, im really happy for her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i read some astrological articles about the sagittarius woman.. And half way through i felt like im reading my autobiography ( yes, im sagittarius ) uh.. Lets be realistic and say about 90% of what they mentioned were correct.. If u are thinking that im a "byproduct" female who doesnt have a least bit of sensitiveness, after reading my previous post about love, well, thats sagittarius woman ! Hehe.. She is independant, blunt, and doesnt mind sleeping alone ! ( i am , i am, and i wouldn't mind either ! Hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. I checked out the pics of "room room rash" today..(boom boom bash-a dinner dance organised by the foundation batch of our institute) chater.. And cha max.. Yuck! What a bog that was!! Yuck! I pray that no one else will see these pictures! (saayama hedenawa dakkoth !! Lol) &lt;br /&gt;Anyway,, i seriously hope that the director of sanitory affairs(mr.cute) will have seen to the "washroom catastrophy" by next weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i was so desperate to drink a cup of coffee with milk, so i lied to mom saying that i have a tummy ache so i need coffee instead of tea..(my mom is very coffee-averse type of women who strongly believe that u'll have to have a hard time on the commode if u are fool enough to drink black coffee..--me on the otherhand,being the fool, just LOVE black coffee and mind u i never had such a hard time due to coffee ! )   I did get the coffee but i had to flush a couple of tablets down the commode(after a damned hard effort of dodging my mom's gaze which was following me like a careful snake) which i was ordered by my mom to take for the t.ache before dinner ! ( take my advice and never ever pretend that u have a tumy ache to ur mom - u can find another ache which ur mom canot come up with a pill -unless she's a doc herslf lols)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-533513434359991049?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/533513434359991049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/whos-gone-mad-world-or-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/533513434359991049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/533513434359991049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/whos-gone-mad-world-or-me.html' title='Who&apos;s gone mad? The world or me?'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-2988416449058507894</id><published>2010-03-02T22:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-03T07:15:04.811+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lecture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Dazzled by love !</title><content type='html'>She -tilin tilin- cried today.. Cried..weeped and sobbed.. Finally fainted.. All 3 of us cried seeing her weeping.. (i must say that im surprised with myself at that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be blunt -as i usually am- i think she is over reacting and try to make others pity her. She tries to convince herself that she is going to go mad..insane! I do understand how much of pain she is going trough (having faced similar incidents) but i strongly believe that she should atleast try to be logical or try to control herself..what i had gone through is severe (im not degrading her situation or blowing my own trumpet here) but i think i managed myself pretty okey-ly (well im much tougher than an average girl any way). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure this is because their mind set , education or the society they cope up with..but understanding the nude reality of circumstances is crucial to maintain the psycological stability. Either they see the world in the eye of cupid or they are just not bothered to face the reality and the practicality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my point of view an undergraduate -specially in a country like sri lanka where the privilage of entering the university is granted to a so called "qualified" bunch of students-should behave more sensibly. True that tears ease the pain, but it does not solve problems..  Starving does not let a way out of the problem nor does the liquor.. I dont know whether i sound like a priest or a monk.. But regaining control over urself and senses is the only way out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough some times time is the best solution.. Freezing at the point or geting stuck in the past do not help for anythng.. The world /time will have gone miles ahead of you when u wake up from the slumber and it is unavoidable that u'l feel terribly isolated and left behind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecture is over for the day kids.. Lols.Thank u very much for reading through..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-2988416449058507894?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2988416449058507894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/dazzled-by-love.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/2988416449058507894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/2988416449058507894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/dazzled-by-love.html' title='Dazzled by love !'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-4556238157430557463</id><published>2010-03-01T22:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-01T22:10:35.776+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hindi movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hindi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Filmic reality..</title><content type='html'>Ive been constantly wondering why i dont have colourful things to post like poppy!&lt;br /&gt;But today i heard this very interesting idea...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a roomie called "tilin tilin" aka "tilapiya". She had been hooked up with a guy for about a year now and they were like bee to the honey..&lt;br /&gt;They came across a not a very smooth going period of time for about past couple of weeks when that idiotic chimpansee came accross a luminous idea !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had told her that he wanted to halt the affair for two years! Not break up ,nothing. Just that he needs to take a 2 year halt !! Tilin tilin is terribly shocked and poor babe doesnt even shred a single tear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of a hindi movie ive watched a long time ago in which a guy marries a girl on a contract of one year. Even before the traditional wedding ceremony starts, the guy gets the divorce documents signed by the girl! I seriously thought these kind of silly ideas are occured only to the script writers! May be this is why they say anything is possible ! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that i had a pretty normal -cursed- day.. My (almost) guy accused me for asking him to attend to his lecturs..(that pest behaves like im asking him to attend "my" lecturs to complete "my" degree!!&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; gods i have a serious serious feeling that its his moms fault&gt;&gt;he stil behaves like a silly kid !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly my eye lids feels like they've made of metal .. So hard to keep them open..&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-4556238157430557463?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4556238157430557463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/filmic-reality.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/4556238157430557463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/4556238157430557463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/filmic-reality.html' title='Filmic reality..'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-6498773778191311547</id><published>2010-02-26T23:37:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:37:11.583+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Home sweet home</title><content type='html'>Hi..&lt;br /&gt;I did mention about my fridays in a previous post i guess,, well today too was another typiiiiical friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there always are some exceptions even in a typically typical friday too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the evening practicles, i noticed that the guy who was responsible for some guys shouting my name at the road several days ago, circles around me a bit too much..(god save poor dazzled! - the *uh id rather not to mention the sport* champian is a bit too short to be uh watever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i made a remarkable discovery that there is a route that i can go to my class from uni by a single bus!! (previously i used 2 busses including a hell of a tiring walking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally.. The gel bun head ( as poppy says ).. ehem.. I had to go to the office of the institute for a certain reason.. And then.. There he was.. Standing right beside the door.. However i managed to fix my facial expressions as blank as possible and get my work done just like the gel bun head aka mr. Cute was totaly and toowtallie transparent.. Hehe.. Bravo! And guess what.. Urggh.. Thats the best part..but guys i think id rather keep it to myself..lol.. A million appologies though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So .. Here i come to home sweet home after 5 days .. Fatigued ! I asked my mom for something to eat even before i changed the clothes but she barked at me saying shez not my maid to provide whatever i want as and when i want.. I fealt so misarable and i asked her to give me something after the teledramas finishes..(my extraordinary mom watches 2-3 teledramas simultaneously which are telecasted in the same timeslot!) then i went to bed..after about 20mins i got called for dinner and i ran to the table without even bothering to change clothes or even to wash hands.. Naturally I managed to get 3 of my fingures burnt by trying to eat a cutlet-wich i didnt know  to be boiling hot-.&lt;br /&gt;Now im lying on my bed awaiting for a deep sound sleep which can erase the memory of the unpleasent arguement i had with my so called boy friend a little while ago..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-6498773778191311547?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6498773778191311547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/6498773778191311547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/6498773778191311547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-8021484658365318695</id><published>2010-02-23T17:06:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-23T17:07:22.294+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biscut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poppy'/><title type='text'>Tuesday ..</title><content type='html'>Its tuesday the battle day.. Battle day coz today is the day the forestry practicle report has to be submitted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long and hard battle with myself on sunday night whether i should stay awake and do the reports or listen to my 6trillion cells and go to bed,, i decided to do the latter.. Consequently i was not able to submit the chemistry report on time and today i had to skip two lectures to complete the two reports and submit..! What a waste but what else could i have done !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend poppy and mihi had gone to our class today to do some extra studies ! I wish i could be there with them and have some fun too.. ( plus to see Mr.Cute eating his curd and rice and to see our perisa perisa alagaana asiriyar too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i absolutely hate about this boarding life is having to worry about what im going to eat for the next meal .. Oh wish i was at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its near 5.30 and if i dont rush to the street go catch the "bun van" to buy bread.. I will have to eat biscuts for dinner.. Grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-8021484658365318695?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8021484658365318695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/tuesday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/8021484658365318695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/8021484658365318695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday ..'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-4389565745226019231</id><published>2010-02-21T21:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:50:46.668+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joyous weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><title type='text'>Amazing weekend!</title><content type='html'>Friday.. For me,,Its the longest day in the week. . I go to the uni at 9 a.m. for chemistry practicles(battling with those stinking chemicals for 3 long hours), then after the lunch i rush to my forestry practicles, which is from 1p.m. To 4p.m.(o god how much i hate those 3 hours). Right after that curse finishes i run to my boarding place, get a quick wash, grab my books and rush to the class..( that includes walking about 1km to get a bus, after that approximately 30mins to get to the class..*Mr.Cute's class!*)  then.. 3 dashing hours (i try to imagine it as dashing just to fool myself to prevent start dozing in midst the lecture) of financial analysis and at around 9p.m. i come home just to realise how much i love my dear bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the saturday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On some lucky saturdays my mom lets me sleep till 10 in the morning before trying to break my bedroom door to wake me up.. After listening to her morning lecture about how girls should wake up early to engage in household chores blah blah blah..i wake up, get a wash grab my books and leave for  the class.. Hmm performance management with Mr.sweet ! Thank god its not at all boring due to the very dynamic performance of our sweet lecturer ! Hehe.. He's as active as a young ant...!! Spend a good 51/2hrs there and after a 21/2 bus journey i return home just to feel how i absolutely adore my comfy bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beep beep.. The damn alarm wakes me up at 5.30a.m. on sweet sunday morning.. Finaly i manage to get down the bed at around 6-cursing my bad habbit *dawn dreaming*-. Then i get a wash, grab my books and leave for classes at 6.30a.m.&lt;br /&gt;8 to 12.30 with Mr.Cute (gosh he tortured us today..) , then lunch at the lucky table (sadly it didnt turn out to be lucky today) and 1.30-6 with our darling indika sir( o he realy is such a darling..he finished the class early!) and come back home around 7.30p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw im lyn on my dear bed.. reconciling my joyous weekend and worrying immensely about how on earth im going to complete the two practical reports which are to be subimitted at 12 noon on monday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-4389565745226019231?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4389565745226019231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/amazing-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/4389565745226019231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/4389565745226019231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/amazing-weekend.html' title='Amazing weekend!'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-3629371656031727348</id><published>2010-02-20T21:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-21T07:37:19.048+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post war situation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jaffna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boycottsrilanka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justice for tamils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reject sri lankan products'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='majority'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discrimination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minority'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economic terrorism'/><title type='text'>Economic terrorism</title><content type='html'>Today I heard this word for the first time, when someone brought on a discussion about Boycottsrilanka!&lt;br /&gt;They seek justice and peace for the tamils by rejecting products that are made in sri lanka.. I don't get the point .. Yeah if they become successful our export industry would collapse and consequently lots of children would starve to death and will loose their education.. May be thats the peace and justice they are talking about..&lt;br /&gt;I belong to the so called majority of the country but i just cant see why we are called majority at all.. I have never in my life seen a tamil or a muslim being subjected to discrimination just because of their birth.. True there is a little attidude problem and a little confusion due to the war that had been prevailing in the country for almost 3 decades.. But again, who is responsible for that? Isnt that whom poisened the minds of the innocent tamils with ideas of racism? Isnt that whom kidnapped the children from schools to make child soldiers? True there was a time that we all looked at each other with an alerted mind..that was because the fear, fear of death which was created by the human bombs.. But now the war is over and everythng is transforming again.. (look at jaffna now.. The city is blooming !)&lt;br /&gt;If they are so concerned abouth their motherland, why are they trying to tarnish the name of it. This is not the country of just sinhalese.. This is a country of us all.. But again whats the difference between a tamil or a muslim and a sinhalese? We talk different languages, thats all ,,ryt? Its the same human body and mind after all.. Homo sapian sapian.. And thats it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-3629371656031727348?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3629371656031727348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/economic-terrorism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/3629371656031727348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/3629371656031727348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/economic-terrorism.html' title='Economic terrorism'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-7195843774437473253</id><published>2010-02-18T18:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:51:38.199+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Give me some sunshine..</title><content type='html'>Give me some sunshine..&lt;br /&gt;Give me some rain..&lt;br /&gt;Give me another chance..i wana&lt;br /&gt;Grow up once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dnt worry.. I didnt write it..hehe.. Thats somethng i picked up from a movie..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so frustrated.. I don't understand whats the exact cause.. I don't understand what is going wrong between us.. Is the physical factor that important in a relationship? Or am i imagining things cos i haven't seen him for 5 months now , we don't talk with each other at least once a week or atleast we dont chat over the net once a day? Or is that the feeling ive got that he comes to me when he needs someone to be there with him and he's never there when i need him.. Is that because he is very reluctant to listen to or to tolerate my emortional outbursts? Or is it just because we hardly ever have a common free time..? Is it just that im not sure of the reasons he give for his telephone being busy for lenghty time periods..how come he has time for that but not for me.. &lt;br /&gt;Im attatched to him so much that im very reluctant to just let him go and start all over again..&lt;br /&gt;Im all confused and all this confusion plus the giantic workload ive in my head makes me terribly frustated.. Darkeness enhances the somberness but why am i not switching on the light?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-7195843774437473253?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7195843774437473253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/give-me-some-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/7195843774437473253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/7195843774437473253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/give-me-some-sunshine.html' title='Give me some sunshine..'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-129334145445403535</id><published>2010-02-16T17:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:25:43.893+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public officers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='administration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tax money'/><title type='text'>For what are they paid ?</title><content type='html'>Its 3.15 now and for the last 15minutes im sitting in a chair at the students' affairs division of our university..&lt;br /&gt;I had to collect a document which has been sent to the registar from my father's work place for a certain purpose..since i had lectures all day and the document was urgent, i decided to skip a lecture (which i very happily did) and go to the registar office..&lt;br /&gt;I walked about half a mile accross the university premises to reach the administration building (as we call it) only to find out that the fellow is missing.. Then i went to his pretty PA who was very busy with her computer and explained my requirement. She then very reluctantly minimised the "facebook chat" and ran through a couple of notebooks and a document holder and very mercifully informed me that such a doc had never reached the registar and i better check with the students' affairs division and rushed to the computer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 3.15 and here i am sitting at the students' affairs division for the last 15 minutes listing to the voice of the asst.registar patiently explaining to a lady lecturer who had come to visit her about the prices of the skirts which she had checked out during her visit to bankok.. (showing some of the photograghs at the meantime)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another 10 minutes some guy who's working at the office noticed me dozing on the chair and was kind enough to break the interesting discussion he was engaged in to ask me why i was there.. I explained and he told me that he had a vague memory of the doc i was reffering to and asked me to keep sitting until the authorised person comes.(she too was missing atm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took another 5 minutes when the authorised person reappeared only to tell me that my document was not with her and to point me another person to go and inquire whether the post has reached there or not.&lt;br /&gt;I went to him and after runing through a record book i was informed that the letter hadnt received by them and he asked me to go and check with the postal division..&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted from climbing up and down the stairs i then made my way to the postal devision. The person at the counter told me, very kindly of cours, that he didnt miss out a single letter that was to be handed over to the division, without even bothering to take in lazy ass off the chair to check..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single grain of rice a begger eats, every single thread of the piece of cloth that a poor farmer wears, every single drop of water that pours out of a tap in a rural temple,every single letter i type here is taxed to pay for the time that these people spend for the betterment of the future generation,for the betterment of the country..i just don't understand why.. why these people cannot understand and respect the fact that they live from the penny the govt snatches from the poorest and most misarable begger..&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;But I know one thing.. My father would skin me from top to toe when i go home to tell him that i couldn't collect the document..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-129334145445403535?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/129334145445403535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-what-are-they-paid.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/129334145445403535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/129334145445403535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-what-are-they-paid.html' title='For what are they paid ?'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-4190314463465432819</id><published>2010-02-15T16:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-15T19:19:30.839+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stray dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='professor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silviculture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lecturers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossips'/><title type='text'>Dog foundation !</title><content type='html'>First day of the uni after the so called vacation..&lt;br /&gt;For the *n*th time in my life i pledged to myself that im going to work properly and neatly and i will not get everythng screwed up..&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't that bad coz all of us friends had a lot of  study-related-information that we gathered during the vacation to  discuss..:P&lt;br /&gt;I was in midst of a serious co-curricular discussion about one of the honourable seniors askin out my pretty friend,(which was a nightmare coz my friend looks like a sugar doll and the guy a walking skeleton..now now im not saying looks are everythng okey..) when i got the most unsetteling news i've ever heard! Our prof.mrs.sihiviculture (she teaches silviculture and the nickname sihiviculture means nutz, insane rather, and she is the meanest witch in the entire faculty) is going to set up a dog foundation ( there are beauuutifull stray dogs in our uni with a ratio of 2:1 to students!)to gather up the volunteers to take the sweet little puppies home and she is seeking nominations from first years'-thats us- to elect the initiatory committee !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-4190314463465432819?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4190314463465432819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-time-no-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/4190314463465432819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/4190314463465432819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-time-no-see.html' title='Dog foundation !'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-6805027712081924403</id><published>2010-02-15T06:41:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-15T06:55:03.898+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public transport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='footboard'/><title type='text'>Early morning super body massage</title><content type='html'>Well.. Its 5.55 a.m. And here i am sitting in a bus again..this is why they say if u do something good, you surely will get a better return ! I must've done a real good thing in one of my previous births to be lucky enough to get to sit in the bus at this time of the day (anytime is the same condition actually..unless u travel at midnight.. That is highly unlikely anyway coz this country would not be called sri lanka if u are able to find a means of public transport after 8-9 p.m. ) i may sound like an alien to u if u are unfamiliar or unheard of the "bus" service in sri lanka.. Well let me help u at that.. Busses (most comfartable and the newest of course by which u travel for sometime and u still hear this rattlin and creakin noice in ur ears for another 10-15 minutes after u get down the bus) are mostly 20-30 seated ones which practically carries 100-150 people in just one turn.. Ya yaa.. A few people hangin on tite to the window panes for their dear life and some dozens of them crushed in the foot board..  Its so cool inside the bus that it wont take a several seconds until ur precious garments get soaked with your sweat (oh i forgot, not only your sweat).. The most most amazing thing is these people with this marvelous habbit of rubbing their organs on women's body or the ones who pretend to have lost in their own thoughts whose hands unconciously rubs the bodies of us women.. (curse the mother f*in bastards) i know it sounds like an absolute nightmare but.. Hehe.. Welcome to sri lanka!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-6805027712081924403?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6805027712081924403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/early-morning-super-body-massage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/6805027712081924403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/6805027712081924403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/early-morning-super-body-massage.html' title='Early morning super body massage'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-6790033085286723925</id><published>2010-02-14T22:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:52:48.273+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enterprice management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CIMA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='population of china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free education'/><title type='text'>Another valentine's (ii)</title><content type='html'>Contd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Here we are..sitting at the front row of the classroom staring at our darling enterprice management lecturer! What a hell of a day this is going to be!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir:- can someone tell me the population of china?&lt;br /&gt;Right from the back of the class:- 6 bn&lt;br /&gt;Sir:- then u really should worship those buggers u knw, marvellous !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our darling IL sir.. Poor fellow.. Tries so hard to be funny ( he does manage to pull out a laugh from the class once in a while anyway).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.32 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Now im lyn on the bed.. Awaiting sleep.. Just to wake up to face to one-of-those shitty days! University commences on tomorrow after a long vacation of 9 days (including weekends).. Grr.. I don't like being at the university.. I  don't like studying chemistry and forestry for one thing ( one of the curses of free education from my point of view, u never get to study exactly and only what u like) besides the crowd is just not my type i guess.. Anyway an university degree is my parents' dream.. However i think its only fair for me to fulfil that dream ,despite all the other facts, coz they let me persue my heart's desire as well.. (CIMA.. The only thing other than music that ive ever fealt i realy belong to..)&lt;br /&gt;Goody night ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-6790033085286723925?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6790033085286723925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-valentines.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/6790033085286723925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/6790033085286723925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-valentines.html' title='Another valentine&apos;s (ii)'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203716660275364082.post-96317435313263486</id><published>2010-02-14T21:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:53:54.500+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawn dreaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CIMA'/><title type='text'>Another valentine's (i)</title><content type='html'>5.30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit.. O shit.. How come i didnt hear the damned alam.. ?? Im going to be terribly late ,,, again,,, as usual,,, Ohh i can hear IL sir's words ringing in my ears.. "attention seeking""your purpose of being late would not be fulfilled untill u come and sit in the front raw" oh god..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.20 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i made it ! I can't belive havin'  woke up that late , havin to dig the almyra to find something to wear, havin to do my make up ( painting,,,as my dad says) and havin to walk almost 1km to the bushalt..im practically sitting in the bus by 6.20 !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should get rid of this marvellous habbit of "dawn dreaming" (switching off the alarm unconciously and start dreamin about.. Uh well a lot of things! Hehe) I wouldn't want to create a bad impression on me by being late..ryt !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh its valentine's.. And its Mr.Cute's lecture early in the morning.. Shit .. What rags im wearing today ! An oversized pair of denim jeans and a good for nothing kurtha top ! being almost dateless.,what use wearing nicely anyway !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.55 a.m&lt;br /&gt;Im sittin in a somewht middle raw in the FM class with poppy and M.. Oh.. I wana peeee... But the lecture is supposed to start a 8.00.. Pravinth never comes on time anyway.. I dragged poppy by hand and rushed to the downstairs to washroom.. Arggghh.. What a relief.. &lt;br /&gt;Aww.. What a cute valentine's.. Mr.Cute came and parked his honda civic at the very moment we stepped out of the corridor.. Mm..  He looks cute as always !! I still wonder since when i started to find this arrogent thick head to be cute ( well thats another post worth of a story..lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god.. Hez torturing us.. Too many consolidated gibberish for just one day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.15 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time.. Well we've already finished lunch to be precise.. Still feeling a little dizzy from the work we went through in the first lec.. To make matters worse we couldnt even get our luckey table (another story) in the lunch room today.. Pff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be contd...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/203716660275364082-96317435313263486?l=dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/96317435313263486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-valentines-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/96317435313263486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/203716660275364082/posts/default/96317435313263486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dazzledstraythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-valentines-i.html' title='Another valentine&apos;s (i)'/><author><name>dazzled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07781399563853973723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cN64aiUb-5w/S3kcNDLUrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IJRHlfcfyfM/S220/cute-fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
