Posted by: Vasudha on: November 29, 2009
Why does everything have to be a clear-cut, black-and-white issue?
Posted by: Vasudha on: November 28, 2009
Making, editing, and deleting lists. [Also, making lists of lists.]
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Why do I keep finding new ways to waste time online?
Posted by: Vasudha on: November 28, 2009
Don’t breed, Vasudha.
- Best Friend, over the phone
Posted by: Vasudha on: November 24, 2009
Something’s wrong with me. I just can’t stop laughing.
And now my classmates think I’m crazy. Or, worse, in love.
Posted by: Vasudha on: November 21, 2009
Slightly bewildered at how we’re all broken down into jagged little pieces, and smashed into each other, in similar ways. GrabWreckCollideExplode.
CrashSlamBang. It’s always like that. With everyone.
And then, someone you’ve only known for four months — and never paid attention to [does admiring their mathematical skills count?] — goes and does something that reduces you to silence. And you’re left wondering how a damaged person could be so damn beautiful.
Posted by: Vasudha on: November 20, 2009
If that blog goes public, don’t even think for a second. Go and slit that wrist of yours! I’ll be doing the same over here.
- Best Friend
Posted by: Vasudha on: November 18, 2009