Wednesday, March 22, 2006

7 songs I shake booty too..well i try;p

I was tagged by MICHELLE:)

the tag is - 7 soings u r into right now

Well I dunno if I’m really into these songs right now…cause they’re on and off..u know.. I’ll go in order of preference, i.e. the once I groove to more these days! Lookin fwd to read ur posts on this interesting tag…

~~Everytime we touch(radio mix) by Cascada

(chorus) 'Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling And every time we kiss, I swear I can fly Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last, Need you by my side 'Cause every time we touch, I feel the static, And every time we kiss, I reach for the sky, Can't you hear my heart beat slow, I can't let you go, I Want you in my life.

The lyrics aint as good as da’s a dance no!shake booty types

~~Sorry- Madonna

”I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna knowPlease don't say you're sorryI've heard it all beforeAnd I can take care of myselfI don't wanna hear, I don't wanna knowPlease don't say 'forgive me'I've seen it all beforeAnd I can't take it anymore”

hahah…she makes sense:)

~~ Fix u- Coldplay
When you try your best, but you don't succeed When you get what you want, but not what you need When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep Stuck in reverse When the tears come streaming down your face When you lose something you can't replace When you love someone, but it goes to waste Could it be worse?

~~ My illusion- Benni Benassi

Lyrics are…but cool beats…and like to listen to it when Im drivin…:D

~~Beep and Don’t ya – Pussy cat dolls;)

“I know u like me, I know u do. That’s why when I come around she’s all over you……………..

Etc.. Baby don’t u wish ur girlfriend was hot like me…”

~~When I’m gone- Eminem

“And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mournRejoice every time you hear the sound of my voiceJust know that I'm looking down on you smilingAnd I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no painJust smile backAnd when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mournRejoice every time you hear the sound of my voiceJust know that I'm looking down on you smilingAnd I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no painJust smile back...”

it’s a song I was addicted to a while for 3

~~Lift ur leg up- Zoukey
Again a dance no…sad I couldn’t find the lyrics…but its something like

“come sexy girl, feel me, understand me sexy girl.
Lift ur leg up…common lift ur leg up”.

Lol..the beats and music rock…hehe

I was just rereading my list. N I must admit it aint the only kind of music I listen to..but I;ve been honest n put up no.s I’ve been listenin to..
Fast music gets me going…and sad and slow songs are favs too…but off late I don’t have the time to get into that “mood”. LOL;)
I need energy…pump it!!!!:) :P

I tag everyone reading this…and especially these ppl!! Wanna read do it!!:p


Rebel on loose
Caffeine Addict

Wednesday, March 15, 2006


me with blue cheeks! and my fren shradha:) Posted by Picasa

Got this off the net..for those interested in the festival!

Bhakt Prahlad & Holika

There was a mighty demon king named Hirnakashyipu who had won all the three worlds of heaven, earth and hell and had thus, become very proud. He assumed that he could defeat even Lord Vishnu with his valor. He went to the extent that he had enforced a law that everybody would worship him instead of gods and deities. However, his little son Prahlad refused to accept his commands and continued to worship Lord Vishnu with complete devotion. Infuriated by this defiance of his son, he ordered his soldiers to throw him down a hill. Praying fervently and having full faith in Lord Vishnu, Prahlad did not retract from his word. True to his faith, Lord Vishnu rescued him at the last moment.Flustered by this news, Hirnakashyipu invoked the help of his sister Holika, who had a boon that she could walk through the fire unharmed to do away with his son. The wicked aunt agreed to the evil desires of his brother and entered the fire with her nephew Prahlad. However, the brother and sister had forgot that Holika could only enter the fire alone or she would perish. Thus, blessed by Lord Vishnu, the child Prahlad remained unharmed but Holika got burnt and died instantly. Holi is thus celebrated to commemorate the death of the evil aunt, after whom the festival is named, and the new life granted to Prahlad for his devotion and faith.

To this day, cow dung is hurled into the fire and obscenities are shouted at the Holi fire at some places to insult Holika.


that's me sitting at the bottom:) Posted by Picasa

With my classmates...we had a blast today!!:)

Saturday, March 11, 2006


Today I had an ok day! well not that bad at first!

I had my ‘computer fundamental’(yes they typed it in the singular form) paper and I’m passing!!!:) yeh!! Cause I studied for like one and a half hours only…even that was with low concentration.

I wore my baby pink corduroy pants!:) was full khush with all the compliments I was getting ….cause been dying to get them for a long time…
Well anyway so my exam went pretty good considering I was busy reading my novel last night lol and I was in hot pants;) *good mood*

*BAD MOOD begins*

Hm…after that I think the frustration started creeping in…actually it had been there since morning, but I ignored it! Lol I said “concentrate at least in the exam hall!”
I listened to me.

The frustration was the fact that my privacy has been invaded. Some fucking losers out there have been messaging me (sms-cell phone) saying Hi..wanna be frens?
Like yeah right! What the fuck?
I was gonna abuse when I stopped and stared at my name displayed in this ‘guy’s’ messg.
Then another no. messages me saying it’s the same guy.

They know my name, have my cell no. and know my b’day!

“I heard we share the same bday and thought we could be frens. You’re bday is on… and I heard you’re a sweet gal…” blah!

I was boiling!! I was out with a fren and he kept telling me to calm down.
I’m not mad at these ‘boys’ but irritated with the person circulating info about me!

So I call one o these no.s and ask him if he could o so kindly tell me about this fren who knows me. He mentions some girl’s name who I’ve never heard of in my entire life!!

I was speechless. I’m kind of cooling down now…becoz writing helps…but I swear she is a fucking lunatic! I wonder how she’d feel she was in my place?

I mean I dunno how she heard about me and got my no. and bday date etc…but keep it to urself!Jobless creature..get a life!!
I don need ur extra service of providing ‘boy frens’!!

I told this guy I’ll talk to her..just give me the no…and I was waiting to blast the daylights outta her.
Mistake-Messing with a woman’s wrath. LOL
He said he’s “busy”! wat crap…let him go tho

Unfortunately/fortunately he hasn’t yet called and Im not gonna bother anymore..
But it makes me feel so shaken with anger and frustration. Sometimes u want to maintain a low profile. I guess ppl like me cant manage that. But I didn’t ask for shit like this.

Seriously what’s up these jobless ppl!

I maybe overreacting but I don’t care. Why the fuck should ppl invade privacy!?

Fucking losers!

Whew…heheh…most of the steam is out! (I think)

Wednesday, March 08, 2006


I don’t get it.

Why have a separate day for women? Why the hype to have an ‘ego-booster’ day. Its pathetic! Are women a minority? They are the female ‘human being’. So why is there no Man’s Day? Mind u I’m not being a feminist about this…just logical and practical. I don’t think there should be any such DAY!for any sex!
Its like we need recognition for being born this way. Y? We don’t! its silly lol…really silly.
Today is just an excuse for companies,radio stations,websites,restaurants and pubs etc to launch discounts or special offers for women and in the process publicize themselves.

For instance radiocity is having a special on this and inviting women to come into the studios from 9-9 and chat with them. That’s ok…but they gave a no. to message in our comments etc. So I did..I said it’s an ego-booster. But my message wasn’t read out nor did I get a call. Now why did that happen? Because they don’t want any negative remarks. But there are two sides to a story and they could’ve had a debate on it, which would’ve been fair.

This post is to make people think. Why do we need such days…celebrate it as an excuse but don’t get sucked into it. Like one girl said on air “why do people messg me happy women’s day on my phone?I mean why cant they call me up so that I can feel more special!”(laughs)
See? That’s my point…is she stupid or just talking crap cause she’s on
Why do women need this ‘special’ feeling by being celebrated cause she’s a woman on one day of the year!?

I still don’t get it.

Friday, March 03, 2006


I wanted to put up the song itself...but couldnt figure it out..and dont have much if u like the the song! its called SUNSCREEN by Baz Luhrmann

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99 If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.

But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.


Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.


Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own..

Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you should hold on.
Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you.

Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it.
Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen…