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occasional scrambled eggs

tralalaboo.

I feel

sick for some reason. Not the usual sneeze-cough-fever sick. I can't quite understand what it is I'm going through but I just feel odd. I've been this way for the past 13-14 hours. You see, if there's one thing I'm really good at... it'd have to be concealing. Concealing thoughts, feelings, emotions... opinions. Maybe.. just maybe, at long last this knack of concealing things is taking its toll on me. Many-a-time I've thought about revealing everything. In my own, sick and twisted way that sounds so good. Being free of secrets, free of responsibilities towards other people. So, if I'm right, I'm keeping myself sick. I feel like there's this time bomb in me waiting for the right moment to explode. Weird, right?

stupid and lazy. I've really not started studying yet. I've missed quite a bit in school because of the Editorial Board (partly my own undoing). I know I can catch up. It isn't THAT hard. But still, I've got to start and I haven't done so yet.

fed up with that stupid Facebook tag picture thing. Seriously.

old. I signed up for my KPP (whatever that stands for) today. Basically, it's that 5-6 hour lecture you need to go through before you sit for your computer-based driving test thing (commonly known as Undang). When I signed up, I couldn't help but think about how things are going to change for me... more so in terms of the whole transport issue. For the past 6 years I've relied on public transportation. I'm so used to taking buses and taxis to anywhere I need to go. I can proudly say I know all the different bus routes in Penang. As soon as I get a car, I KNOW that I'm going to develop this sense of laziness to get up and walk to a bus stop and wait for a bus. Why do I need to when I've got a car right? Signing up today pretty much signified the beginning of a transition. I'm going to miss making my maid wake me up early in the morning so that I can walk to a bus stop in time to catch a bus. From an entirely different viewpoint, I'm pretty relieved that it's over. I'm going to miss taking public buses. Then again, I'm probably going to crash my car within the first week of my legal driving. Then I'll go back to RapidPenang 8D

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I want to know everything, Sweets.

Please? :D

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In completely unrelated news...

Have you guys heard that Rihanna and Chris Brown are back together? What a dumb bitch.

My school, which had already previously gone to the dogs, has now officially gone to the dogs' dogs.

The 13th of next month is a Friday again. It's pretty rare to have two subsequent Friday the 13ths in a year. (I've got a date with two loveliesss /whoo)

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How was Keshav Month for you? I enjoyed mine and I hope you did too.

Till next time,

xoxo.

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You spin me..

You spin my head right round, right round

when you go down,

when you go down, down.

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Oldie. lol

How did this...

turn into this?


Beats me.

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But then again...

But then again...

people say I'm Indian...

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Return

The situation was such that I wasn't allowed at certain places for certain reasons.

Instead, I went through my Hotmail inbox. You probably can't give a rat's ass about my inbox but it was pretty interesting looking back at old emails. My spike_slayer19@hotmail.com account has been with me since I started studying in Penang IslamicFree School.

I came across a few emails I'd like to share with you readers
a) because of their irrelevance to anything at all
b) because they'll give you an idea of the type of person I was back then (for those unfortunate enough not to have known me back then).

Email One
hi ppl!! as i said earlier , you guys wud be hearing lots of me. so first 
things first. I'm making a petition that proves that shannon is a show off.
And the reason i am doing this is becuz he 'baleaga' so much that Nilam won
the football tournament when he did nothing and i mean NOTHING. so anyways,
how its gonna work is i will be the first to put my name in the petition
and followed by you ppl. and remember once you've signed send it to your
contacts and ME as i want to know how far and useful this petition is. And
TO SHANNON, don't MESS WITH ONE BAIDURI AND ALL THE OTHER FORM 1 CLASSES in
PFS becuz we will beat you FLAT FLAT. And that's the bottom line, cause
Keshav SAYS SO

1. Keshav Indran
2.


ps: just fill in the numbers by urself. but iv'e filled in the number 2
spot just write ur name in it. and as how to send to ur contacts.... just
copy and paste into a new message

So the first thing that comes to your head is 'what the fuck?' right? Truth be told, I'm not sure myself.

Email Two

Hey,

Sry dude, i have just been really busy, you know...high skool
sux...anyway...
I usually try and come on on the weekends at nite..
why all the sudden questions?

How innocent you were, once upon a time ;)

Email Three

You are the B.I.T.C.H.
B.est, I.ntelligent, T.all and C.ute H.ottie

Self-explanatory.


Email Four

Ummm....u r on9 but not replying my messages?...Matthew and me wanna lodge a 
missing persons report adee ler...and u know my "deadline" is at 12
a.m....nvm then...will leave u to ur thing...

pengwin...

The Matthew, Laureen and Keshav story-arc. Classic.


Email Five

K... Enough of me pretending I don't care.. Well.. Kept it long enough.. Just hear me out... Now, At this point, the mail u sent me earlier mail really does matter... Alot... If you ask me now,... Yea.. i really do hope you and me could be forever.. Hopefully , you still feel the same.. Even a little!.. Don't know if I'm too late or anything.. But.. Since.. We talk... Here's it.. All out.. I'd have to tell you this sometime anyway... It's all your decision now... I had my turn.. And well... I screwed it up!... Love ya.

Remember?


Email Six

yeaaaaaaaaaaaa.
boreeeeeddddddddddddddd.
arent u annoyed yettttttttttt?
wait..how many mails have i sent u for today??? not may riteee..yeah..byt
stillllllllllllllll.

heyyyyyyyyy
remember sumthing..
i..
love..
...
JOHNY DEPP!
haaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

but now its just
...
I LOVE KESHAV! HAHHAHAHHAHAH
:)


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"Somewhere there is someone who dreams of your smile, and finds in your presence that life is worth while, so when you are lonely, remember it's true, somebody, somewhere, is thinking of you."


xoxo.

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Chrisbrownihate

Amidst all the frustration and complicated emotions that have been running through my head, I've come up with a conclusion on a completely different topic.

I HATE Chris Brown.

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Written off

I'm sick of secrets.
For real.

Why do WE call it a "circle of friends"...
when all we can possibly do is fight with among one another?
when we can't be completely honest with one another?
when we do not even have enough courage to come up to another member and lay out our problems with them? Relationships spoil everything.

As of now, I've completely written off relationships and the term "circle of friends". If you're my friend, you're my friend. There is no circle.

If you've got a problem with me, come straight to me with it. Do not go through other people and do not share it with everyone else except me ON PURPOSE.

I'm sick of it all.

Y'all know who you are.

YOU know exactly what I'm talking about, Paalan.

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popcorn :(

Here's to:

; Niresh

popcorn :)

'nuff said.

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The beginning is the end is the beginning.

My actual birthday has been pretty low-key. I've liked it very much though. The two days prior to this have been hectic, in the best way possible.

The drama thing is over. Now, I could go on and on about how great all the time I've spent with the drama team has been, but I really don't see the point. I don't feel the need to share it all. What's important, is that us people that were a part of it all remember everything that's happened for years to come because honestly, I've legitimately, wholeheartedly enjoyed the past 3 weeks. I am a tad bit upset it's all over now but I'm going to try and remain unaffected.

There's really too much to cover. I'm just going to give you guys a glimpse at it all. A mere brush on the surface of it all. If you weren't part of this, then I'm sorry to say you'll never truly know how it's been for the rest of the team and I.

Right then.

Being a mime is fun. You should give it a try sometime.

Kumar got me that cake. How cool is that?

The aftermath (no thanks to Chittesh and Pavitra)

Why do I love this picture? ;0)



Prior to this, we took loads more of pictures (during practice sessions, my other birthday surprise, etc.) Here's a select few:

Penyampaian Hadiah. ( if you can, take a look at that card properly. damn impressive)

The goodest friend.

Hey look an Obama T-shirt! :|

Doughnut cake ftw!

By far my favourite drama practice picture. No no, I must remain unsad. Moving on...

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An exciting little story which isn't exactly a story but could be a story if you want it to be a story:

When I was in SKBL (my primary school) (you'd know that if you've been following my blog from its berth), I got acquainted with one Ashwin Sraveanan. We shared the same school bus home and we pretty much spent most of our time together in school (minus school hours of course). Am I making sense? Sorry. THE POINT IS. He's one year my senior and he left SKBL a year before I did. Me, being Keshav, lost contact with him for just over 5 years. Honestly, I thought he'd disappeared for good when suddenly, he just POPS up outta no where.

This was me... then, in 1999. It isn't that hard to find me.

This was him... then. It isn't that hard either (if you know how he looks) (you can cross-reference with the next picture) (scientific-terms ftw)

and this is us... now. (with that other girl in the center :P)

Pre-hee-ty cool, eh?
Good to have you back, Asswind.


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Now for the 14th. Finally, after a bazillion months I managed to meet up with Haneesha who was my super-stunning valentine /whoo
I really enjoyed the 14th too. Spent quality time with a special friend :)
oooooh picturesssssss (I'm sorry)

I love youuuuuuu Haneeee

I took a cab back home after the date. The ride was rather interesting. My driver told me about his children, talked to me about how pathetic it is having a new government which does nothing different than the previous government and he gave me advice about life. For real. He was one of those 'taxi-people-for-fun-and-chatter-up-a-conversation' kinda people. Pretty amazing stuff.

I spent the first two minutes of my birthday in the cab. Who wished me first, you ask? The answer is Dhivia Dharishani :D (who kinda called me at 11.55 and kept me on the phone till 12 but still, first to wish me!). The second was the taxi driver. I got a whole bazillion loads of messages and calls after that (ask Luvenia).

Now, I'm going to list down everyone that wished me either by SMS, call or Facebook. I wish I had the time to respond to all of you personally, but I don't have the time (or the cash :P)

so here we go...

(in no particular order)

Chittesh, Luvenia, Tanya, Divya, Dharshini, Pavitra, Kumar, Dhivia, Haneesha, Wen Jun, Sartah, Rebecca, Su-yi, Natalie, Natasha, Janice, Maish, Divya, Alex, Deepak, Niresh, Nisha, Sunaina, Naveen, Narinder, Rashnith, Chong, Kabian, Kenin, Sheena, Sheema, Harish, Rosie, Sandeep Vasu, Jang Heng, Elwan, Eric, Christina L, Raymond E, Karthik, Yassin, Wayne, Savio, Patrick, Kailash, Andrew F, Alysia, Marisha, Hema, Priya, Varun, Daniel Nahian, Ashfaq, Sir Molisa, Subakka, Sumikka, Sathyakka, Chitrakka, Sujakka, Uncle Chuah, Aunty Suria, Uncle Raj, Bro, Tata, Grandmaaa, Appa and Mum.

I feel like I've missed a lot of your names. Please PLEASE let me know if I have.

The point is, thank you all SO MUCH for your wishes and regards.

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A little something extra:

To Kumar, Dharsh, Luvenia, Paalan, Chittesh, Becky, and Cassandra.
The 13th of February passed by really fast for me because of the drama and the two surprise cake things. So fast that I didn't really have time to absorb it all and appreciate it all. So thanks again, especially Luvenia and Dharhini who went through the trouble (for reasons that are beyond even my logic) to make that amazingzing card. (its stuck up on my wall now next to Jessica)

So that's it then, isn't it?

The beginning is the end is the beginning.

Note: The bottom of this post states that I posted this at 6.25 PM. This is however, wrong. I STARTED this post at 6.25 PM, and at 12.22 AM the next day, it has at long last been completed.

xoxo.

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There is a post.

There is an update coming. Be patient.

In the meantime, I've got addmath tuition whooooooooo


for now,

Happy Keshav Day!

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In the darkness is the light.

They say the truth will set you free
Free to be down here on my knees
But just when I think I've lost my sight
I catch a glimpse of that beautiful light
In the darkness is the light.

In the darkness is the light
Surrender now and win the fight
This time I walk on fire and ice
But I come out on the other side of paradise
My paradise is killing you, is killing you baby
Paradise, paradise.

Paradise.


(2 days to Keshav Day)

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Definition

Let me sail, let me sail, let the Orinoco flow,
Let me reach, let me beach on the shores of Tripoli.
Let me sail, let me sail, let me crash upon your shore,
Let me reach, let me beach far beyond the Yellow Sea.

From Bissau to Palau - in the shade of Avalon,
From Fiji to Tiree and the Isles of Ebony,
From Peru to Cebu hear the power of Babylon,
From Bali to Cali - far beneath the Coral Sea.

From the North to the South, Ebudae into Khartoum,
From the deep sea of Clouds to the island of the moon,
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never been,
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never seen.

We can sail, we can sail...
We can steer, we can near with Rob Dickins at the wheel,
We can sigh, say goodbye Ross and his dependencies
We can sail, we can sail...

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When all else fails.

I thought Thaipusam was boring.

Boy, was I wrong.

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Here's to:

Paalan; whose birthday was celebrated to its fullest ability (in my opinion)
Mohanacelvan;
Paalan's cousins whose names I never got :( ;
Dharshini;
Luvenia;
Sandeep;
Kailash; and
Kumar,

who made Thaipusam 09 an experience worth remembering

denkuhcuhkuhh-deng, bitches.

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Question of decision.

Just a few questions...

Because I do and I have,

Do you not completely hate it when individuals you care about make their problems in life public without a full explanation and expect you to keep quiet and not give a damn?

Do you not worry... when you find out something you were never meant to know?

Do you not worry that you may implode if you kept that information to yourself?

Do you not worry even more... when the person who kept it from you was one of your nearest and dearest?

Have you ever been worried that being with someone you shouldnt could completely destroy you?

Have you ever just wanted to let go of everything and believe that things will work out the way you want them to... believe that sometimes you can make it on your own?

Peace, that is.

Peace.

I was just wondering if I shared mutual feelings with anyone else.

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Turn on your.

Turn on your...



headlights.

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I think i'm in love with the wrongly right person again.

I love this type of blog post.


-I HATE YOU, YOU THING

-KRISHNA

-WHY DO I LIKE YOU? (z0000mgggggg) (lolxx) (hahazzxx)

-UMBRELLA LADIES AT THE BUS STOP

-HIT FACE ON THE SIDE OF A MILAN BUS

-STOOOOPID U401

-PANTANG LARANG

-SECRET sssssshhhh

-ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

-B52s ftw


xoxo.

Shoot 'em up bang bang props to the hood

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Welcome.

Brilliance


Ladies and gentlemen,





Welcome to Keshav Month. ;)

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