in which i climb out of a cave.

Ahh..

M dragged right now. So its going to be an undersized post.

A movie with dee (my treat) :p. yeah very few people gets to dig up treats frm me. :p

It was fun. We did all those crazy boneheaded things.. laughed like crazy (errm m d one who lol’s a lot)

We buy a monstrous mug of pop-corn (my idea) its like sooo big that.. after buying this we wonder if we will ever be able to chomp all the popcorn in it. We buy this huge popcorn thing not in the interval but as soon as I set my foot on the floor where they were going to play d movie. We gush to the food court and buy. While everyone else was like talking and blah.. it was so weird and funny to carry that monstrous cup cuz the popcorn in it collectively were like huge volcano shaped and it seems as they were all shouting that just give her a lil push and we’ll erupt hehe I am laughing incessantly n shipping the thing. And everyone is staring at us. As we are d only ones who are with eatables, a massive chunk of eatables ….

So that we would never be devoid of nutrition and all whilst watching the movie. :D we did buy two pop. Yay.

As usual I was talking a lot during d movie and even mimicking the dialogues and all. At one stage dee got annoyed and asked me to shut up.

Hee hee… like I would? :p

And yeah.. suddenly a steam of memories of the parking of the multiplex comes in my mind.

While dee was buying tickets and all. I had to park my bike in the church (dumb! Where can u park ur bike?? Of course it was a parking lot) duh! *Snort* another lame joke K

So come to the point.. yeah.. is like a deep never ending cave.. i think : okay now this is it. It will end and il be able to park my bike n watch the movie. But hell no! the evil spirits of the parking lot were having something else in their minds.

First floor underground and I see no sign of bikes n there are only cars. I ask them about where to park and they say go down.

Down?? Now?? how much?? Deep ?? I would have to ?? go???

And miss the movie?? O wot? Cuz to climb out of this cave is like???? Not possible (yeah people I’ve started to use the word not possible instead of impossible, as they say.. impossible itself says “I am-possible” and baah.. so I ceased using a beautiful word cuz when I want to say impossible I mean to say not possible and not I am possible and baah. And ended with a lame-ass word :p) I climb out of the cave finally. And then a lotta things happen..

After the movie we went to chomp burgers and lick ice creams and not to forget pour scorn on people around us. And laugh and baah. there was this girl at d table next to ours, who was stuffing herself wid food in sucha way to show shes so disciplined or to make an impression on the guy she was with. :p

And we keep giggling for no reason. And that’s life. (wot that’s life?? Ah i mean that’s life life, u know. .. aah forget it!)

Today was a beautiful day. :D :p hee hee :p

I saw some tomfoolery I know on orkut in d restrau. GD :P goo goo goo :p

~*tanzy the giggle queen :D

in which i confess my love..

Which is the most striking email id u have ever been through?

People.

I need ur retort on this one.

Anyway. Coming to the point. :D

My favorite nick is vendingmachine (yeah u comprehend it right! vendingmachine without spaces! He he)

I don’t know why it exerts a pull on me, like a bee is attracted to honey and miser to money, and well am dead serious, this is not something funny! ! :p

This nickname is so so much cute and adorable and all, that I am in laav with the vending machine guy (ahem! I don’t know him yet. I just happened to see his id on some stupid chatroom and he( or she?? As technically a vendingmachine has no sex, so it can be her, and if it is her then I want to live no more, I want to die cuz I cant laav “her” cuz I’m a normal girl and I like normal things :| ) was offline by the way. So no chance for me to try my luck or anything. *sigh*

Holy Lord knows. If he was THE O-N-E for me :p

Okay here comes a lil vendingmachine thing in honor of my laav

Ooh! vendingmachine .. vendingmachine .. vendingmachine .. yeah yay! Wee hoo!

So people should I make a move? Should i? IM him?? NO! ! I’m nt so good at trying to talk to somebody (or am I a plain bore that no one wants to talk to me?? ) Well I hate IM’s so I wont, I wont! I’ m not that despo anyway. Thank u. :p

But vendingmachine darling! I will never forget u and if u are reading this, call me

:p

~*Henna-licious

Checking my hands out, so pretty and so cute .. Whoa … tanzy?? U?? Alright? Huh??

Yeah I am totally fine,… and u heard it right [technically saying “u read it right” as my site has no s/w which converts text into voice or something, so u guys are devoid or hearing my stuff, u people can only read my stuff”.. duh!]

Anyway.

So I was having an eyeful of my hand.. and they[it?] are looking pulchritudinous! Yeah ,, my usually monstrous hands are pulchritudinous! ![don’t worry girls, my hands are not pretty enough, for me to be a hand model, please do not envy me :p] Now. U may question, HOW??

Well the answer is uncomplicated.. I have henna clad hands.. and ohh.. m just in love with my hands.. Yeah my hands bear a resemblance to a newly weds hands and its like u know.. My hands are covered in henna till my elbows.. and yeah.. I just love it.. yay!

I am not bathing nicely. I am avoiding any contact with water or watery things and things that could provoke me to wash my hands, in fear that my henna will die away .. and I continue to have eyefuls of my hands.. and I act as if I’m a hand model [yeah, people. I am re considering, to become a hand model] yeah. Checking my hands out in the mirror :D n blah..

YO! Long live my henna :D

And when we are talking about henna and all. I would like to put in the portrait,, that I love henna

#1. yeah.. duh! Tanzy u have mentioned this thing, like now one hundredth time in the present day..

#2. uh oh! Yeah I love henna

#1. congrats.

#2 aha.. thank u

#2. but I love henna seriously *flashes her henna*

#1. okay good for u

#2. yeah I know I love heena :D

#1. *pulling her hair out*

#2. u have nice hair, but I love henna :D


Long back when I was a kid I used to abhor henna.[yeah.. so why was that I abhorred heena ?

Possibly cuz, whilst I was still a kid, all wide eyed and crazy, and at the time of some relative’s marriage, some stupid relative girl applied a very not-so-beautiful-henna . I can say, it was not even beautifully-ugly henna! [well somethings can be ugly, albeit in a beautiful way!], and that was the day when I vowed [all in my subconscious] that never to get henna on my hands.. and I used to abhor henna like crazy.

Five things I would do when some one in my residence applied henna:

1. I would not consume food if someone under my roof, applied henna

2. would not enter in the room where the “henna-ed person” is.

3 . I would even clutch my nose with the clip, so that the stench[now fragannce] of henna can not touch my brain :

4. i used to stay out of the house, till the time, the person does away with the henna

5. I hated the person and I hated henna itself


Well times change and so do people. And I changed like after 16 years, :| or when I was 16, I started to like henna.. just like that [don’t know, what happened in my subconscious! Maybe some heavy bombarding of chemicals in my brain that made me love henna again!]

And now I love the smell of henna.. and everything that starts with a word H and has double “N’s” in the middle and an A in the end.

I am even having thoughts of getting my name changed from tanzy to henna .. :p


Three things that would come about, If I change my name to Henna:

1.I would have to call al my friends and inform about the change of name.

1[a] And after some days, I would call some friend and I would b like

Me: hi can I talk to tom?

Tom: yeah, may I know who’s this?

Me : this is …. [ Now wait a minute! What am I supposed to say.. ?? this is tanzy.?? Or this is henna?? Umm il say henna, as its my new name, and not tanzy as it was my old name and old name is old and new is new !]

Me : this is henna.

Tom: who hee?

Me: H-E-N-N-A

Tom: okay darling hows u.?

Me: arrrgh.. this Is tanzy, remember??

Tom: ----aaa

Me: I changed my name: and I did mail u about this.

Tom: ohh :| I gues I forgot the password of my e-mail.

Me: nevermind. What bout the call??

Tom: call?

Me: yeah I called u :|

Tom: no

Me: or then I must have dialed some wrong number.

Tom: yeah maybe.

Me: so howz my new name?

Tom: errm.. its kinda .. cool-ish

Me: thank u.

Me: hmm so wassup? howz work.?

Tom: work yeah.. I m retired :| and I’m getting a hair transplant..

Me: ahh? Is this tom xenofelis??

Tom: wrong number.

Me. -----

[okay guys I made this one :P]

*** sorry for stoppage but I have to utter, while I was typing this crap, accidently I had a glance on my hands.. and the henna. I swear man. They [my hands, u idiot!] are beautifully-beautiful***

So where I was :|

2. if I call one the right number, and right Tom, it would be like follows:

Me: hey tom

Tom: whos this?

Me: HENNA

Tom: who henna??

Me:*not wanting to repeat history in case this is also a wrong number* eyy shitface! whats ur last name??

Tom: O are u related to tanzy in anyway

Tom: Xen-oo-fell-ees

Me: duh! okay great!!

Tom: eh?

Me: yea I was tanzy

Tom: was?? :o

Me: yeah was. Now I m henna..

Tom: oh henna

Me: howz my name? *exited* [sorry guys. i again. committed the same mistake of spelling ,excited* as exited. and i had to come back and edit the post... u know i'm dumb.. right!!... [some foolery: yeah...loser-gurl, u are cent percent right.. :p]

Tom: *yawn*

Me: arrgh

Tom: yeah its cold :|

Me: *a shouting and barking session follows*

3. I had to get my name changed legally in my passport and crap stuff like that, which would involve standing in long que’s, and government offices and blah and lotta paperwork and crap


Moral of the story: So I drop the idea


~* weeehoo! Henna henna henna ! ! !

Monstrous mistake.

Do u know?? how a tree with meager foliage look like ?? ah. If u do not know.. then try to envision a tree with sparse leaves.. And after that, perhaps u’ll know

And I dare to raise a question today >>>

Do u like ..
1. A tree with sparse leaves ??
2. A tree with plentiful leaves??

Ahh.. well.. I think .. if I am not in the wrong, u people must have voted for alternative #2. errm.. well some ppl can choose alternative #1 if u are, some impossible emo or something sorta psychopath : or something :

Anyway.. so u can let me know, what sorta tree u like :

Well if u ask me, I’d say, I like trees with a lotsa foliage and they have to be plenty like some hundreds or so.. and blah blah

U must be thinking.. Hey??? So?? Why?? On ?? The face of earth??? Are u?? Talking about??? Tree? Leaves?? And blah?? Today??

Ahhh ! ! well so the thing is..

I got my hair chopped! ! ! *sigh* *sob* *wail*

Okay now.
Mosta times, whenever I have a haircut, I’m like glad, and content and cheery and all

But but but…this time I wasn’t joyful or anything.
My hair were so so so.. Long, u know..[ahem ! well. Not so long for u, possibly, if u call waist length hair as long, but for me definition of long hair is different:, as I am since like eternity, having a lil more than shoulder length hair. :-s .. or shorter than that !]
But this time my locks were like 3-4 or 2-3 or I dunno inches longer… so my locks looked good this time.. :-s.. I mean not bad :

I dunno, I was stupid enough that in a gush of a moment, I decided to get my beautiful locks chopped..
And here I am. Who looks like a total moronically stupidifying dorkish leafless tree.
And my hair now looks, as if some *sigh* *sob* *wail* one did chop my curls, [ yeah, ur hair stylish chopped ur curls, u dork !] and I am feeling bad.
I wonder what u guys feel about me getting my hairs chopped :-s : ?? and when the festival is just round the corner.. Ahh I ought to say.. 2 – 3 days to the fore.. I don’t wish to be a Christmas tree with few leaves :-s and lotsa décor like stars and blah [read: earrings, bangles, and blah] and who likes a Christmas tree exclusive of leaves anyway?? :

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. ! ! !

I hate my self for getting my beautiful locks [atleast I thought they looked beautiful, dunno about u ! !] chopped :-s

So here is a snap of my Late. Beautiful locks.
*a tear rolls down her eyes*

See ?? m shouting : o something like that :, possibly when this pic was clicked i knew it in my subconsious that, my locks would be cut and hence i am shouting oveer here . ahh :p nice explaination.. btw.. this pic was cliked some 1 month back on my friend's bday.. yay it was fun... ohh my hair :-s..

*sob* *sigh* *wail*

Yeah. Not that beautiful :o , but atleast much more far far, more superior than the hairs I have at present.



*Sob* *Sigh* *Wail*

I hate u tanzy !