Last sunday i got my head shaved because i was getting bored.

This way i had someone else to look at in the mirror the whole day.

Last time i did that, mother almost disowned me.

People who are successful always make a list

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Roomies: Three, dude, the uber caring, madu poor little rich kid who hasn't exactly figured out
how to hang up on people. Since his second day here, he has not been called anyhing else but dude.He arrived in a car, th ekind with a dicky, with a mineral waterbottle in his hand and went about the whole day addresing people as dude.This was retribution. He takes it sportingly, he is part of the group now.He has always taken it sortingly, except i think once when we hid his corn flakes . Uber chic he is, the girls like.He himself like.

PK, the tall, balding, bungling, financial freak who will hump anything with numbers on it.At one point of time we had to keep him away from cars.I have a icture of him sleeping while hugging the day's economic times.I am not going near the drool. What he woud like is to wear a blazer and go work for position in which he would be paid to go and talk.the rest of the time i think would be gladly spent sleeping.Do not piss him off.I am not kidding. His granddad is rumored to have more than one double barrel guns in his room. and they work. and he gets us gin filled chocolates.

They don't make shoes that fit PK or anna.and anna wears his off sooner.He is surprised that people can be larger than him.I am dreading the day he goes to the states.Legend has it that when he was a child in undies and undies only and when neighbourhood aunties used to tickle his belly and their daughters used to pull his cheeks, anna stopped a train in its tracks by looking at it hard enough-the station masters whole family swears.The little boy from madurai, is what his dad called him when he first came- a comment followed by thunderous silence in the room as anna stood up stooped to avoid the ceiing.

What was 2?

There goes my future.phhbbbtt :P

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