time to reply tags!

i'm sorry you lot.been feeling off form recently (read: rock bottom knackered, moody, pissed, slappable and basically not my usual self and i apologise to anyone who got unnecessary attitude from me this week) but today, i'm DANDYYYY thank you very much *biggrin*

okok i reply tags now:

G: it takes getting used to (but i must i was kinda thrown off at first)..but no worries mate! not for now at least..deal with it next year yeah ;)

Kai: oh gosh darn..well there's always next year!

Kel: my love, when you lend me the augustana album could you add The Eraser too *wink*. and massive attack is an acquired taste haha..as for werder, good luck to them! and chels had BETTER not cock up. as for Womad, same as above!

jas: yes luv! its been way too long! (niqqi's and the like) its all good..for now at least. i hope its the same at your end..*bearhug*

Aisha: Chaudhury! you're my bitch now, shmexy baby! i never really told very many people anyways :P but glad you found it haha!

Pre: yeaaaah! think Ganesha/Lord Shiva/Krishna is my Om boy

Rakky: Word to that! (in the hip hop sense meaning 'consent' haha)


and convo's with saran are always rollicking fun.
we discussed emo hair, potty mouths and arrrrr [pirates]

and her theory about emo people and what's actually running through their head:
i am astounded and deeply scared by this world. it disgusts me to be associated with such vile acts. i hide half my face from this shame. yet i let he other half remain visible because i cannot hide from my destiny, and that is to remain a vile creature, if not simply by association

and i'd like to thank mr martins and my e-coach mr. rama for their invaluable guidance and support. whether if it was "keep your arm straight!/focus! Watch the ball!/ you should have called for the ball! etc etc" or getting refrences to bbc sites on different bowling styles, it helped LOAADS.
i grinned so much it hurt. i was standing against the wall and i slid down the wall to hide the grin on my face when i heard the news. and mine was the LASTEST name read out...so the anticipation was killa. and the silent "well done" nigga-style handshakes and preppy hi 5's with wan and rache were confirmation. i'd also like to thank my Om boy , the big man up there vinayagar for removing my obstacle and providing me with a sense of clarity after all the turbulence.

and as an afterthought, effing 4 year old robert pires royal blue napa leather pumas with gripless soles are a HINDERANCE on slippery+wet+short cow grass. note to self: don't wear em on the actual day.
"you're not running fast enough young lady!"
"but coach, you see my shoesss!! tak ada grip(!!!!!!!!)"