Saturday, February 22, 2003 :::
At night, in her sleep, Jessica ope her lips and Kate wrote. The words: eternal. The effect: astounding. And I quote:
"That sounds like a dangerous flock of peni" (where peni: plural of penis)
::: posted by Sudhanshu at 1:18 PM
right now, im so dead from my shoot, there aint any energy left.. i hope it all comes out nice.. im so scared people are going to not even understand what im talking about. but then again, wassup baby! im tired, so forget dat shit i just typed.. `suds
::: posted by Sudhanshu at 11:03 AM
Thursday, February 20, 2003 :::
right now, its a high time for me.. and im loving it
yesterday, i decided to do my bulletin boards at 4 in the morning.. and suddenly, i had this urge to open the window coz the room was too damn hot... so i open the window and suddenly this gust comes in.. and sweeps all the bits of paper that ive cut for the bulletin board and swirls it and curls it around me... the whole damn thing is flying and curling around me and im humming "the luckiest".. and i swayed with paper and me...
im loving my 'single' life... i know so much more about me now than i did earlier... i spend so much time with me and i love it... i sleep seldom, read like crazy, write like crazy.. leave the lights on before sleeping... dance, laugh, cry at random things... "What if I had been born, fifty years before you, in a house, on a street, where you lived...... Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike, Would I know? And in a wide sea of eyes, I see one pair that I recognize... and i know... that I ... am... I... am... I ... am... yes,I.. am... The Luckiest!"
I want to write something that will make people thank people that love them... and for everyone that makes my life amazing, thank you.. its great to be living like this!
::: posted by Sudhanshu at 8:19 AM
Tuesday, February 18, 2003 :::
right now, im crying.. there are tears going down my eyes, i can bend over and wet the keyboard.. there's a patch forming on the shirt already.. and its amazing.. i want to remember this moment.. its like rain, washing you over.. and its nice.. its cool, strange and alone.. can i hug my mum right now?
music can do this to me.. always, just like that.. what is it? a couple of notes arranged in a particular way can make me cry/laugh/thinglikethat? Its nice.. cry away.. its a strage crying.. no sobbing, just tears flowing, flowing, flowing and a half smile of recognition. I love my life.
::: posted by Sudhanshu at 9:07 PM
Jenna said she doesnt love me.
And then rang the eternal sounds of "bite my ass, crispy cream."
Almost half the people in Campus Center Dining Hall turned to see me.
Maybe some of them had seen ErinB.
::: posted by Sudhanshu at 7:59 PM
I pulled another petal out of my mouth today... and then the sounds played around me and my world was blurry, projected at 12fps, nice and smooth...and i saw the light playing on everything.. it was nice... but, i forget these things till I want to remember them.. and then I remember them so I can write them... and then I write them so i can remember them... but its amazing to feel the rough, dead, cold, but wet petal between your lips... pulling it out.. half looking and half feeling.. half staring, half crushing and half drinking the little drops on the petal.. its nice... im sure of it, if i made american beauty, id feel no need to work again.. if you can recognize and make a statement like that, you neednt work anymore... its nice to know, theres time to do all that. someday, id like to meet the guy and pull a petal in his face.
::: posted by Sudhanshu at 7:58 PM
omg! im so happy.. sis gets cambridge fellowship for next year! she rocks.. (which kinda sux!) no it doesnt.. haha! yay! Im H-A-P-P-Y-!-!-!
nothing else is going on.. except stupid snow and stupid slush... and ya, me and colleen dreamt about a giant boob turning over ithaca... (Independance Gay)
::: posted by Sudhanshu at 6:41 PM
Monday, February 17, 2003 :::
von's gift. click here.
::: posted by Sudhanshu at 8:38 AM
its yvonNes bday today... the world aint perfect anymore incase you didnt notice :(
::: posted by Sudhanshu at 8:33 AM
the world seems perfect when...
I can feel american beauty petals b/w my lips
i can feel my ma around me
I can chat with my friends even when they arent around
I can take pictures knowing jess wont mind
i can hug random people and feel the warmth
i cant hear anybody speaking
music "lifts my heart in one breath to heaven"
one friend seems enough to live my life...
::: posted by Sudhanshu at 6:56 AM
Sunday, February 16, 2003 :::
with brazilian concerts happening, i think there is just no hope left for america.. ~me
::: posted by Sudhanshu at 12:40 PM
