i wonder if the new school will have gates that are climbable-over.
i don't particularly want to move. there's something about mt sinai. there are memories, though i'm not the most sentimental person around. i think i said once that rj is the pits but we love it all the same. i think it's the people.

nasty says -
scares me how ive been clocking more time in sch during the hols than mandatory school weeks.

i found that funny...

feeling melancholy now, having spent the last two hours skimming through kel's archives from this year. scary, how little you can know a person. or, well, not know something seemingly fundamental. and thinking about everything that's happened this year. and the fact that it's so weird how at the beginning she always refers to me as aparna, because now i'm always aps. and just generally, this afternoon i suddenly started thinking about whether i'd lose touch with my friends when we all go off to university. i mean, the whole daph thing was bad enough although i think satisfactorily salvaged and hopefully progressive.
something like that.

i can't quite blog with line breaks. it's too. staccato?
anyway, things i just told nasty which i might as well paste in here, to lighten the mood.

i've decided that i'm going to wear humongous earrings from now on
i've told my mom to buy me more humongous earrings
they're so wild and full of life, i've fallen in love
and tomorrow i'm wearing a sari!
i tried it on today and decided that i look good in a sari
and this girl fell in love with me today
haha it was hilarious
she's vaish's friend and told vaish that i'm really pretty, and then later i was walking past and then vaish said that her friend wanted to look at me again
and then later on, we were all leaving and vaish said that that girl wanted to take me home with her
(i presume she was joking about that)
and then later on at home vaish messages me saying that her friend's filled with adoration for me and wants my msn contact
it's quite hilarious
and the girl was asking vaish about me, and was highly shocked that i don't have a boyf
which i'm insulted by, because what happened to feminism and independent woman-ness
(although i hate to make destiny's child references)

hahaha nasty says "good grief. that girl needs counselling." i agree!
again - line breaks just look ridiculous on my blog. i'll just stick to long paragraphs of prose and the intermittent line break. line breaked writing is hard to read in it's own way.

i think i really should go now and remove these pieces of plastic from my eyes and go to sleep.
suddenly i feel not so melancholy. i think it's cos i stopped reading and being depressed. now i'll put on some bnl for a while. comfort music. if only i could have a good soak in a nice bathtub and have a vaughn bring me some wine and sit next to the bathtub and stroke my face. (alias, i believe it was firebomb which is season 2 episode 15. my memory amazes me. i haven't watched season 2 in months. a year, in fact. more than. i haven't really watched anything since the finale last year, despite acquiring the dvds in december. or was it january. i think i arrived back from india and found season 1 and 2 waiting on my bed. that was the end of december. and i remember may last year, may 4 i think it was, staying up till 3 am or something waiting for the finale to finish downloading but not managing it, and then in the morning before class chit pretty much revealing all, and me having to sit down. and then rushing to a computer to read the transcript. and then in the evening episode still not done downloading, and then during tuition with henry lee sneaking to computer to watch the ending when it was finally done.)

talk about winding prose.