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Monday, January 30, 2006

anuja is not so alone in hall.

8:53 PM
i think i haven't actually physically been in hall all that much. i've been out most of the time - dance class usually. honestly, i quite welcome the quiet. usually, there's always someone running around, there's perpetual noise, there's supper...there'sthe stoning in someone's room, the giggling about nothing...so it is a plesant change. i haven't exactly been bored anyway. and the quiet is good for the studying. when i study anyway haha.

my god dance class today was madnesss. i asked prapti to lend me a blouse, and she brought me one that vaguely matched - unfortunately its sleeves were as long as harti's hair, and the back was how bloody high i felt like a grandmother. i was soo unused to the excess covering up. but she's such a sweetie... she brought a matching blouse for my other sari as well (which has a hole so i cant wear that anymore sigh.) and then she happily tells me that she doesnt use thes eblouses cos they look yucky. yaaargh.

we feasted on vadais, samosas, thayir saadham, and papadum with spicy mint chutney - and then we realised: we still had to dance. hahhaa. we all felt the food jumping around in our tummies. and i kept burping mint chutney. grossss. girls rule la. on thursday we're all going to celebrate the end of this damn dance thing by watching rang de basanti somewhere in singapore and then pig out on the pizzas that girish promised us but we will never get so pfffffft. yay happiness. i soo have work to do but, you know, i'll get down to it, like, later, or something. haaah. tmr's prac has been pushed from 1 to 4, so i have more time to study! yippee!!

and i must say, joel is such a sweetie. he didn't want to leave poor noojie all by herself on cny, took me out to lunch. had a good time, i must say. and that tiramisu-baileys combination was just delicious, but utterly sinful. =) haah. have decided to take on the responsibility in finding joel a girlfriend that is well suited to joel's mental capacity. -wink- and i think i know just the person...although he says he will not trust me to find him a girl (why does everyone say that? tragic i say) and that he will not trust any girl who knows me but whatever. he'll regret saying that! i will find him such a nice girl that he and his mother will approve of and i will be the best matchmaker ever! wheeee. i rule. btw, joel fantasizes about hot japanese-irish twins. anyone available? -wink-



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