It has been said of a certain first year sweetheart that she is a walking phuchka. A certain third year junior who claims to have brotherly feelings for the greater percentage of the cute female population of JU *and this you must admit is deeply suspicious* waxed eloquent over this description and said, oh but she's so cute!!
Srin, my dear, I'm not sure why, but it seems people want to eat you up.

In other news I have a guilty confession to make.
Guilty Confession : I wish I hadn't promised to post every day, I don't have anything funny to say, and soon all my readers will go away *the more so if I continue this absurd rhyme play*.

umm, make the above G.C. number one; I have another one to add.
G.C. no. two : I don't like stalkers. Correction, hate 'em to be 'onest.

ummetty umm, actually while we're at it, this one's a continuation of the last thing we were talking of when I left college today, so let's just make this Guilty Confession number three and final.

G.C. no. three and final of course : I'm incredibly happy being out of this prem korchhi thingy. Planted in my singleton state. That's me. Happy.