Maya
Fortified with the gift of gibber, eats anything apart from liver. lives with 2 dogs and a stinky brother and a dad and a mother. and a cracked polystyrene man who just crumbles, yeah crumbles and burns. and she likes radiohead, a lot of metal, jazz, celtic music, a lot of people, 'Johnny The Homicidal Maniac' & 'Bear' & 'Skeleton Key' comics and her two shih tzus - Abby (Abigail) and Kusho. I WANT: Nothing

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UN-HIJACKED POST

नेहा = हय्जक्कर। हाहाहा।
నేహ ఈజ్ అ హిజకెర్.
The swiggly stuff above, for those of you who don't know, are hindi and telegu. not that i know telegu. its just fun to type nonsense. the hindi one reads (neha = hijacker. hahaha)

i know i am so cool.

YES THE POST BELOW THIS ONE IS NEHA'S.

retarded woman.

its about her being a nose-picking terrorist.

SO. i have my french exam in 2 and a half hours and i have to be in school an hour before (dunno why) and so now i am praying i am french-ified enough because this is possibly the last french exam i will ever want to do and possibly the last important french exam i'll ever have to do.
my brain now feels a little like fuzz but it'll pass. like the saying goes, 'once there's fuzz in the brain, it stays not for long.' -->actually i made that up, so. yeah.

as you may have noticed, my blog is like a de-stresser for me. i don't blog about problems or crap that people should keep in diaries or only tell people they trust. i blog about things that de-stress me and probably de-stress you, seeing as how i am very much the comedian.

well i miss aditya a lot and after this exam there will be no one and nothing else on my mind.

now i have to go into french-mode. so!

just for the sake of it, here:

PRETTY GIRLS MAKE GRAVES LYRICS

"Parade"

Been meeting in the back room
Been gathering in the parking lot
Been talking in the break room
Of what we are doing with what we've got
Been meeting on the front lawn
Been gathering in the parking lot
Been talking in the break room
Of labour and unrest and eyeing the clock
Are you okay with what you've got?

We're throwing down our push brooms
We're hanging up our apron ties
We're coming from the back roads
Out of the fields and the factory lines
Mutiny!

We're throwing down our push brooms
We're hanging up our apron ties
We're coming from the back roads
Out of the fields and the factory lines
Tell your brother and your sister
Tell your auntie and your uncle too
Tell your mother and your father
Your friends and your cousins and we need you
Strike!

We're throwing down our push brooms
We're hanging up our apron ties
We've walked so far
But we can walk all night

We're marching from the shipyards
We're marching from the hospitals
We'll take it to the town hall
We'll take it to the capitol
Tell your brother and your sister
Tell your auntie and your uncle too
Tell your mother and your father
Your friends and your cousins and we need you
Strike!
Strike!

We're throwing down our push brooms
We're hanging up our apron ties
We've walked so far
But we can walk all night
We're coming from the back roads
Out of the fields and the factory lines

AND NOW. ALL I HAVE TO SAY TO MYSELF IS.
Bonne Chance à moi et j'espere que j'obtiens des bonne notes!

Au Revoir!

because oxygen is a drug
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