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| Why can’t I eat her?! |
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Okay, first of all I still don't understand how can a song like “ooh lala” keep on running in your head.
2.You definitely need to consult a psychiatrist regarding your weird an peculiar dreams.
3.Watching hindi dubbed movie ain't funny at all, even Mahesh Bhatt agrees to that.
4.Study!Study!Improve your GK.
5.You look cute in that pink cap.
6.The baby girl is so cuteeeeeeeee!
7.You are AWESOME.
And as far as the picture of the kid in school uniform is concerned – OMG!OMG!OMG!
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I'm leaving. OMIGOD! I AM leaving! but we could do so much in these fifteen days…and I'm going to be in Agra practically every weekend. Also, I love you. So much that I'm going to tell you the secret to smooth and shiny legs the next time we meet 😀
P.S. I just mentally devoured this baby. I could gobble her up right now! Mmmhhmm
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LOL … some lines are really funny and nice picture of urz there!! 🙂
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Aww..yes, sometimes I believe I can gobble up babies myself. 😀 Okay, not in a cannibal way but you know what I mean. 😉 And, I love your post because it is sooo the Monty Python way of doing things man! “Always look on the bright side!” 😀
And yeah, I totally get that thing about a best friend moving away. Mine got a job and moved to another continent! But well, there's always skype and Christmas holidays! 🙂
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Udit, 1. I don't LIKE that song, silly. I just heard it on the TV and since then it's just stuck in my head!
2. I agree I might need therapy.
3. It IS fun. If you're in the mood for it!
4. Yeah well, GK isn't something you just mug off a book, y'know
5. I DO, right? Thanks! 😀
6. She is out of the world adorable!
7. Thanks! Gee 😀
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brilliant !!
i cud connect to all your thoughts so well !!
loved reading it !
and obvsly, laughed like hell ! 😛
hahaha!
keep going!!
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Em, still can't believe you're actually leaving, right?
WHY do you have to?! We'll meet every weekend then. And do the hula. Oh, I'll miss your legs 😛
Love you too!!
Doo, danke! 😀
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Anonymous, thank you so much! 🙂 I'm ecstatic that I have no idea who you are! 😀
Karishma (I love your name btw), I know what you mean by gobbling babies up. I call it the Spurting Phenomenon. Its when you get such strong lovable feelings for someone, you don't know what to do and you end up doing something completely crazy.
Thanks for liking! Again, almost all twenty year old people can relate to this, right? The friends moving away bit?
Ahh, it's nice to be young! 🙂
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in continuation to the previous comment:
I can't get over this. 😛
you know these are like very genuine very honest confessions. one can't really do anything about it. nothing can be changed. it's all so true! even ooh la la! 😛 hahaha! i remmber my friend, she was singing this and laughing out like mad ! even though we all hate it ! and life long we'd b cribbing about procrastinating and about frends getting separated etc etc. can't help. and also, they will always be in touch thru mail, social networks etc. so ya, it's all cool. just that we never think of all this. uve compiled all this and it feels great to read through it ! 🙂
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Anonymous, exactly! Nothing can be changed about them so you better accept it and try to make the most of the situation you're in.
and erm, now that you mentioned your friend, even I sing irritating lame songs just to make my friends mad. That's always fun! 😀
Separation and procrastination I agree, are global and universal problems 😛 You can't not relate with that 🙂
thank you so much for stopping by! 😀
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Beautiful post!!
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Thank you Vyankatesh!
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i just felt wacky 'this is like oh my god'-ing, 'awesome'-ing and 'meh'-ing your post all at the same time!!
and chinkesh ill come more often , if thts wht it takes for more mentions in ur post !!
loved it .. mwaaaaaaa 🙂
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thank you girloo wirloo! :*
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wow!! Dat's wonderful, everything's coming up roses 🙂
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