<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611</id><updated>2012-02-05T08:17:40.795+05:30</updated><category term='kamine'/><category term='Love ..or something like that'/><category term='need to think'/><category term='ha ha ha'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='it happens'/><category term='mindset'/><category term='success'/><category term='thts me'/><category term='Wish'/><category term='college'/><category term='life choices'/><category term='fun'/><category term='MBA'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='hostel'/><category term='work'/><category term='just like that'/><category term='family matters...yes it does'/><category term='life'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Laughs Out Loud</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-4410973061216357444</id><published>2011-09-19T23:10:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-19T23:29:42.788+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wish'/><title type='text'>Eat.Pray.Love</title><content type='html'>Its a wonderful novel. I just stumbled upon the movie one day. And I found it very comforting. I dont know why but off late I feel very attracted towards things related to soul searching. I feel very lonely sometimes. I know one thing I want the most. And that is that I wanna move out of this city to a bigger one like Mumbai or Delhi. But even then ,  I feel so lost sometimes . As if I know nothing at all about myslef. I feel sad and lonely and lost. Peace nowhere around. Is it the factthat I like to victimize myself. Is it a guilty pleasure sorata thingy. May be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to be sad and keep to myself. I like to be lonely and travelling. I mean I love travelling alone. There is nothing that gives me more pleasure than that. Probably thats why I liked that movie Eat.Pray.Love so fulfilling. So I started readding the book. Which is even more wonderful. Everyone should read it once. Not beacuse its a great story. But its just so fulfilling and it explains that to choose and step up to something that you want against all the norms of the society is so difficult that even you dont understand it for a while.  But once you get it what you want and not the world thinks is "supposed to be done". It is bliss. True soul searching. !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes keep asking myself what do I want from myself. I mean truly just me. Not my mom dad , family, co-workers , relatives, friends, just myself. And there is just one answer. I want to live alone. All on my own. I wanna be on myself and enjoy life to its fullest. I want to live in abroad. Enjoy my life. Be with friends, go out , fall in love and earn a lot and shop and just liv ea life onmy own for a while. Bachelor and very very happy. Yes. This is what I want. I dont want to get married now. Only because , this dream of living alone on my own and earn and spen and enjoy a great metropolitan life is a dream that is still unfulfilled. I cant move on in life untill I be in Mumbai or New York and be on my own and enjoy and earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please help me fulfiull my draem as soon as possible. Pls let this be my birthday gift for 2011. That  I get transferred to HR dept in my company in Mumbai. Please . I want to to be the in the HR dept in my company working in Mumbai. And enjoy my life to the fullest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-4410973061216357444?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/4410973061216357444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=4410973061216357444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/4410973061216357444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/4410973061216357444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2011/09/eatpraylove.html' title='Eat.Pray.Love'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-3920017166582336762</id><published>2011-03-19T00:09:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-19T00:20:27.431+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamine'/><title type='text'>That bastard: Son of  a whore..........</title><content type='html'>Harrami mujhe kehta tha ki " tum pagal wagal ho kya??" kuch bhi important hota toh bhi call nahin karta tha. apni convenience ans sex needs ke liye hi mujhse baat karta tha bas. I remember ki poore din call nahin karta tha ...main karoo toh mujhe ignore karta tha. and phir raat ko bhi ghar aa kar tv se chipak jaata tha. baad mein jab raat ke 11 baj jate the toh mujhe call karke pehle ek do idhar udhar ki baatein karta tha and phir start ho jata tha fone sex ke liye. khud mujhse ek baar i love u tak nahin kehta tha aagey ho kar. i dont knw how did i fall for such cheapskate.&lt;br /&gt;jab main ladti thi toh chup ho jaata. aur kamina saala haraami, jab main usse ro ro kar poochhti ki do u luv me toh kehta "i like u". WHAT WAS I THINKING.??? usn emujh eapni paav ki jooti ke tarah dutkara aur main haath dho kar uske peechey pad gayi thi.pagal ho gayi thi uske liye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ab uski orkut pics dekhti hoon toh lagta hai ki maine uske liye haan hi kaise kar di? what was i thinking. actually woh bahut smart tha. pehle toh acchi acchi baatein karke meri din raat taarif karke mujhse haan bulwa li aur phir apna rang dikhane laga saala chutiya. kutte ki aulaad. maa saali haraami bewakoof aurat thi. usne apni asliyat jaldi dikha di. ab bhugtenge saale kutte ke aulaad. saale maa ki aankh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uss backword LS do word angrezi ke sahi se na bol paane waale ladke se maine shaadi ki haan kaise kar di. usne bas meri tareef kar kar ke mujhe bottle mein utaar liya tha. i was so stupid. anyways thank God i got saved.!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-3920017166582336762?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/3920017166582336762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=3920017166582336762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/3920017166582336762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/3920017166582336762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2011/03/that-bastard-son-of-whore.html' title='That bastard: Son of  a whore..........'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-4968201343682863805</id><published>2011-02-20T14:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-20T14:40:30.675+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamine'/><title type='text'>Why life would have become hell with him....</title><content type='html'>uski maa ne jo kiya it was not acceptable at all. uski maa ne teem mahino mein mera jeen a mishkil karr diya tha. har din kuch na kuch naya panga le kar aa jati thi. i had to put it to an end. also, the problem was that the guy was always listening ti his morher only. thouh he knew ki jo uski maa kar rahi hai woh galat hai he cud defend me or take my side kyunki ultimately woh uski maa thi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cud not believe i usne mujhse kaha ki shaadi mein kuch toh dena padta hi hai na...hmne bhi jab meri di ki shaadi hui thi toh aisa hio kiya tha. that means he was justifying the fact ki uski maa ne bihighmangi laga rakhi hai woh theek hi hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uski maa toh thi hi such a mangti. abhi se bolne lagi thi ladka hona chahiye. shaadi ke dahej ke alawa baaki ke holi diwali ke riti riwaj and first kid ke samay lene den ki baatien karne lagi thi. msaali thi hi anpadh ........shayad pehli paas bhi nhai hogi. kabhi school ka muh bhi nahin dekha tha usne. beta padhe ke engr ban gaya toh poori family apne aap ko classic metropolitan smajhne lagi thi. it was a mistake in the first place to say yes to such a backward, kheti karne wali, gawar and anpadh family. wht were we thinking.&lt;br /&gt;woh poori tarah se hi khoon pee jate mera. aakhir the toh villagers only. uski maa ne sa logo se meri maa ne se kaha ki ladki kuch layegi nahi. how cud she. openly??? besharam aurat.&lt;br /&gt;hum logo ne toh phir bhi respect rakh kar baat khinchi nahi. but bet abhi maa ka saath lene laga aur kehne laga ki shaadi mein kuch dena padta hi hai na. oh such bunch a losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfir bhi humne toh socha ki koi baat nahi. par uski maa ne toh koi kami nahin chhodi ki hum doubt mein rahein. meri mom ko fone karke kehti hai ki apni beti ko tameez sikhao and kaho ki badtameezi na karein. mere bete ko mere khilaaf na bhadkaye kyunki mera bet asirf meri hi sunega aur shaadi ke baad bhi sirf mera hi rahega. i really wished that i had recorded that call and sent a copy of it to that whore's bloody bastard son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us aurat ki himmmat bhi kaise ho gayi mere ghar walo ko dhamkane ki? yeh logo ko aisa hi laga tha ki hum toh dab jayenge kyunki hum ladki wale hain.  bhagwaan ne mujhe aise ghar jane se bacha liya. yeh maa bete mil ke mera aur mere ghar walo ka khoon pee jate. aaj meri koi galati nahin thi toh mera maa ko fone karke sunaya unhone. pata nahin kal ko agar mujhse koi mistake ho jati toh mera kya karte??? just imagin ....my life wud have become hell with that son of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-4968201343682863805?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/4968201343682863805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=4968201343682863805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/4968201343682863805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/4968201343682863805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2011/02/why-life-would-have-become-hell-with.html' title='Why life would have become hell with him....'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-8494038543976701618</id><published>2010-08-08T18:16:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-08T18:31:24.511+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><title type='text'>Cant wait more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TF6p_PhWmlI/AAAAAAAAACA/7YYXRqWJt80/s1600/loading.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TF6p_PhWmlI/AAAAAAAAACA/7YYXRqWJt80/s400/loading.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503022698656602706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always known what i want from life. But I fail to understand why life is not giving it to me. I am just losing my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always considered my present location &amp;amp; job as a waiting room. But I dont know how long do I have to wait here? My am losing all the most precious years of my life that i am never going to get back. Dont know where my life is leading me to? Its like life has come to stoppage and telling me "Life is loading, please wait...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have given up everything friends, love and peace for achieving my goal. How long will i have to wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just keep trying to console myself by believing that life prepares you and makes you what you have to become before reaching your destiny. I guess i m just going thru the preparation mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please help!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-8494038543976701618?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/8494038543976701618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=8494038543976701618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/8494038543976701618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/8494038543976701618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2010/08/cant-wait-more.html' title='Cant wait more'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TF6p_PhWmlI/AAAAAAAAACA/7YYXRqWJt80/s72-c/loading.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-2738362238828424485</id><published>2010-07-28T22:02:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-28T22:24:34.656+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Just Adorable AGATTI :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TFBgBkYA-xI/AAAAAAAAAB4/T2UD9MRUujg/s1600/DSC03362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TFBgBkYA-xI/AAAAAAAAAB4/T2UD9MRUujg/s400/DSC03362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499000725079915282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awesome lagoon of Agatti !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TFBfV0IwvnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XZSxwZg_aTY/s1600/DSC03114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TFBfV0IwvnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XZSxwZg_aTY/s400/DSC03114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498999973396659826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TFBehlrTzgI/AAAAAAAAABo/C4Ql86-HOH8/s1600/DSC03104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TFBehlrTzgI/AAAAAAAAABo/C4Ql86-HOH8/s400/DSC03104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498999076161834498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just missing that adorable holiday at Agatti.Gosh....there is nothing more relaxing than having a holiday at a beach resort. Doing nothing else but just spending time with yourself, your favourite book and appreciating nature lying at the beachside. A complete detox package. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TFBdq27mpsI/AAAAAAAAABg/vHQxaUYkUKw/s1600/DSC03096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TFBdq27mpsI/AAAAAAAAABg/vHQxaUYkUKw/s400/DSC03096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498998135900776130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh btw...LOL...thats me in that lovely pic ...he he....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-2738362238828424485?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/2738362238828424485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=2738362238828424485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/2738362238828424485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/2738362238828424485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-adorable-agatti.html' title='Just Adorable AGATTI :))'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TFBgBkYA-xI/AAAAAAAAAB4/T2UD9MRUujg/s72-c/DSC03362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-5389877483956620420</id><published>2010-07-28T21:34:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-28T21:55:19.857+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life choices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Office Office....</title><content type='html'>Ummm....things are not going very well at work these days. Had an inter vertical transfer to which I am not at all best suited. God only knows how am I going to justify this role. One of my many weaknesses is that I never ever pay attention to details.  And...know what...thats exactly my new profile.....auditing the whole dept and certify it. I am horrified. But then again, I believe, some how this is going to benefit me in the long run. I will overcome this weakness of mine with this profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, for past one year I had been looking for a reason to switch my job, and guess what, my company people just gave it to me. So, I am kind of facing a dilemma. Dont know whether I should thank them or curse them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, job search is at its full swing now.... everything seems so black and white...I m certainly more confident about leaving this job now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I have decided, I am going to thank my company people for transferring me to this vertical, otherwise, I would have never been able to decide what I wanted for myself and what was best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL...Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-5389877483956620420?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/5389877483956620420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=5389877483956620420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/5389877483956620420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/5389877483956620420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2010/07/office-office.html' title='Office Office....'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-8701372423531992963</id><published>2010-05-27T11:03:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:22:44.739+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thts me'/><title type='text'>The thing about romantic movies</title><content type='html'>I love romantic movies...i mean i recently watched A Walk to Remember and went crazy about it...so much that i have been watching it now every nite for last 4 nites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time i have realized that whenever i watch too much mushy mushy romantic films things around me start getting worse...I think now i have realized why.   Its just these films are simply films ....completely remotely anythg to do with real life...they are set in a perfect world. But as they rub oonto us we also start expecting sumthg so perfect happening to us. Which understandably does nt happen. This huge expectation mismatch leaves us only feeling disappointed and stressed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from now on (i know it might sound lil childish) i will maintain distance from ROMANTIC MOVIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt suit my office life ....personal life for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though soon i m gonna write a to do list for myself just like that in the movie....lol....guess i m just a hopeless romantic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-8701372423531992963?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/8701372423531992963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=8701372423531992963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/8701372423531992963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/8701372423531992963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2010/05/thing-about-romantic-movies.html' title='The thing about romantic movies'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-6742796584987507333</id><published>2010-04-02T19:39:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:43:34.771+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>bORED...</title><content type='html'>gOD...i M FEELING So Bored oF BOreDom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ve been feeling the need of friends in my life for last few months now...its a new city to me ...and strangely i m new to the city....have never felt so lonely before. I just dont know how to start socializing and start a life again...my Offfice pals are just pals inside the office premises.....and its better off that ways....but then....i feel bored and really really lonely after work hours and on holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope this phase wud be over soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-6742796584987507333?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/6742796584987507333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=6742796584987507333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6742796584987507333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6742796584987507333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2010/04/bored.html' title='bORED...'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-1354221676891928668</id><published>2008-11-05T20:37:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:01:50.590+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hostel'/><title type='text'>Ohhhh No..!</title><content type='html'>Well...life is good. Actually , not really. I have exams in two days.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, something really weird happened to me yesterday. I was feeling very relaxed after scoring good in last semester (Believe me, it is quite relaxing to see that you have got a decent CGPA). But then, i dont know why something stupid happened and my roommate picked up a fight with me (I still believe that it was her fault). As a result, I really lost my temper and started yelling at her like anything. I generally dont do that but since she was a close friend and she did something so disgusting like that I just cud not help shouting at her.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after like 10 minutes of that stupid fight I left the room and went to the common room. Just 3 ppl were thr at that time and the moment i entered they looked at me as if i had taken away their birth rights from them. I said nothing and started reading my book.&lt;br /&gt;Its only just hours ago that i came to know that i was yelling so loudly that the whole college heard me shouting at my roomie. It was 3 in the afternoon and many ppl cud hear me in the canteen and the common room.&lt;br /&gt;And that explains the look at the faces of ppl present in the common room that time..." Here comes the psycho of the college".&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh..no..&lt;br /&gt;God!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-1354221676891928668?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/1354221676891928668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=1354221676891928668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1354221676891928668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1354221676891928668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2008/11/ohhhh-no.html' title='Ohhhh No..!'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-2549423271432596765</id><published>2008-07-29T19:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:01:10.405+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thts me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like that'/><title type='text'>Despo???</title><content type='html'>Lol…It’s funny! I was talking to the love of my life (read: boyfriend) on the phone, asking whether he read my previous post on the blog. He dint reply but told me to meet over dinner. Later, when I asked him again, he was like, ‘’ that was pathetic, ……(my name)…. What did you mean by those lines about…no mom and dad, no boyfriend…do you find it that suffocating with me? Well, I never knew. I am not asking you to change anything in that post but I m sure anybody who would read that blog would think that the blogger is really despo.’’&lt;br /&gt;I kept smiling all the time as I dint know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-2549423271432596765?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/2549423271432596765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=2549423271432596765&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/2549423271432596765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/2549423271432596765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2008/07/despo.html' title='Despo???'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-3139847839739653562</id><published>2008-07-28T13:21:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-29T18:48:47.906+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thts me'/><title type='text'>NOTHIN MUCH BUT A LOT</title><content type='html'>Well......I m posting after a lot of days. A lot has happened in this period. I Had my first industry experience. Have recently finished my two months summer project with an IT firm in Bangalore. Aah.. It was a lot of fun. Though they made me work really hard for the project giving a little stipend, the learning was great. Although I was working hard in the company I was amazingly happy. Although I was a thousand kms away from the love of my life for almost three months I was amazingly happy. The place where I was staying was actually a pigeonhole and I was paying a fortune for it ( huh...i hate Bangalore for being so so so oooo expensive a city).I was not really in touch with my college friends as we all were really busy with our summer projects. I was spending much more than I was earning. I was spending money like anything. Like never before ( which was one of my ..no..no ...infact my only concern during summers). And despite of all this happening to me...i was happy ..amazingly happy. At that time, I did not know why. I thought probably because after a lot of time, working pressure was very low. In an MBA institute you work day in day out. You have projects, assignments, mid trimesters, end trimesters, competitions, functions, what not. And on the top of that, when you find it hard to take out time for even yourself, you fall in love which makes you even busier. And thats why I thought that less pressure during summers was the reason why I was so happy. There, all I had to do was to leave for the office at 8.00 am and come back by 8.30 pm. And after that I was free to do whatever I felt like (however, then you dont have suitable time to do anything.). Anyways, I felt great to have a sleep of almost 7 hours and have fun with the roommates the rest of the time. ...My roommates...oh..I was seriously scared before moving to that PG place. I thought I wont be having anyone to talk to as I dint know anyone there and I m not one of the friendliest people one might know. And that was why I had taken 7 novels with me when I was moving in. But then.... ....I met these two girls there. Believe me, they are two of the best friends I have had in my life. The three of us enjoyed three months like anything. We all had Sundays off and that was the best part of summers. We explored whole Bangalore, we would go to malls, we would go for movies, to shop on streets, everywhere. We had also planned to go to a pub but then thought of scrapping the whole plan as we realized that it wasnt very safe to visit a pub without being in a big group. Anyways, we used to do make up together, used to buy trendy clothes and then to go shopping again wearing those trendy clothes. I thought that those were the days of my life. I thought may be because of the two of them I was so happy. But, its actually after coming back to hostel I have realized why I was so happy. There was just one thing about it. FREEDOM..!!! For the first time in 21 years of my life, I was staying on my own. No matter how much but I was earning on my own. I had no one to stop me from doing anything. I had no warden, no mom and dad, no boyfriend and no college friends there. I could do whatever I felt like. There was no one to tell me what was good and what was bad for me. I was all my own. Lol..and..being a marketing intern I was getting paid for roaming all around in Bangalore!! It was this feeling of freedom that made me amazingly happy during my summers. Well, all good things come to an end and so did this one. I am back to hostel with lots of projects, assignments, mid trimesters, end trimesters, competitions, functions, what not. In fact I am writing this blog and right before two hours from an SCM test. But hey that has not killed my happiness. I am excited that in less than 12 months I will finish this course and then I will be out in the free world, all again....!!!...who knows if miss my college days then..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-3139847839739653562?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/3139847839739653562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=3139847839739653562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/3139847839739653562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/3139847839739653562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothin-much-but-lot.html' title='NOTHIN MUCH BUT A LOT'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-1234040567014401227</id><published>2008-04-26T17:58:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-02T20:58:04.737+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love ..or something like that'/><title type='text'>Lallu</title><content type='html'>u knw wht? the guy i was talking abt in the previous post??? oh i just hate him now. he is so silly .........he says he hates me. and well acchha hai. i hate him too. poora Lallu hai. God only knows wht does he think of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he he ..... now happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-1234040567014401227?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/1234040567014401227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=1234040567014401227&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1234040567014401227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1234040567014401227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2008/04/idiot.html' title='Lallu'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-4364189476226464505</id><published>2008-04-25T12:57:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-27T16:30:42.406+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love ..or something like that'/><title type='text'>First Kiss..!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>oh i had read abt it in books, had seen it in the movies and had heard about it from friends. but never in my life had i imagined tht the charm of the first kiss cud be so amazing...!!!!!!! my first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;it has been a over a month, but its as fresh in my memory as if it had happened just an hour ago. it was totally unplanned....it happened all of a sudden...neither of us were expecting tht. i still remember how i was teasing him about something and how he had started kissing on my cheek, then my neck, my collar bone, my forehead, my nose and then he had put his lips on that of mine. he started touching my lips with his lips. then he kissed my lips. he was kissing me. and then i realized tht i was kissing him too. we went deeper n deeper. one two three four. we kissed four times in a row in a span of one hour. i cud not hear anything. i cud not see nethg as my eyes were closed. i cud not hear anything. i had stopped talking (obviously), and was doin nothing but just enjoying each and every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;well then i broke the silence and hence the series of our kisses.&lt;br /&gt;''we are making out'' i said ..lol...as if he dint know. he gave me a loving smile and simply said ''yes''......and he continued.&lt;br /&gt;i was happy. it was my first kiss. lol.. i still remember that how i had always been so apprehensive about it. wht if i dint do it right? wht if i turned him off? such stupid but scary thoughts would never leave my mind whenever i used to think abt it.&lt;br /&gt;but with him, it was so simple and natural. i dint have to do anything. it all just came to me as if i was a pro in kissing. well i must not forget to say that he is a wonderful kisser. his first kiss was sweet and soft. but he was a bit faster during the second one. totally passionate in the next and the last kiss had you-are-mine kinda feel in it.&lt;br /&gt;lol....we celebrated our first kiss followed by a whole KISSING WEEK, trying thousands of new techniques to kiss. the dude is a hero when it comes to kissing i must say.&lt;br /&gt;i m lucky!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-4364189476226464505?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/4364189476226464505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=4364189476226464505&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/4364189476226464505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/4364189476226464505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-kiss.html' title='First Kiss..!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-4994462000535217875</id><published>2008-03-02T08:46:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-26T19:02:31.948+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need to think'/><title type='text'>Why ?</title><content type='html'>okay, so thts how it goes. out of 45 applications, i was one of the four candidates who hd got shortlisted for the final interview. (yippie...!!!)&lt;br /&gt;the interview ws important fr me as my boyfriend had also been shortlisted. nothing could be like that if we both gt selected. (yippie...!!!)&lt;br /&gt;during the interview i was all set and gave my best shot. the interviewer kept saying ...''good ..interesting...hmm..the previous candidate just cud not answer this question...good...!! '' i thought things were going fine. (yippie...!!!) after the interview, me n my boy started planning for our next two months in bombay..!! (yippie...!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day later when i asked him ...&lt;br /&gt;''hey yaar what happened to the results..when will they let us know? ''&lt;br /&gt;he asked me in amazement....'' dont temme u dont knw...are u kidding....''&lt;br /&gt;OOPS...!!!&lt;br /&gt;''okay now plz temme what happened ? who all hv got sleected?''&lt;br /&gt;''umm...''&lt;br /&gt;''bata bhi ...kya problem hai....i dint get thru?''&lt;br /&gt;''well....'' (LONG PAUSE).''........they hv selected all of us except YOU.''&lt;br /&gt;ohh ..uh..oh..!!!&lt;br /&gt;i realized that it was my turn to take a LONG PAUSE...&lt;br /&gt;''its ok no probs re...smthg bigger is waiting for u baby!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still dont understand why on earth he dint choose me. he could have taken all four of us but he dropped me..why? i wont have been feeling so restless had i knew wht went wrong. well...my boyfriend says ...&lt;br /&gt;''stop whining over it dumbo..ok bab i 'll ask him y he dint select you in case i meet him later. happy....??''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah right..!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-4994462000535217875?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/4994462000535217875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=4994462000535217875&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/4994462000535217875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/4994462000535217875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2008/03/why.html' title='Why ?'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-5784638197316527971</id><published>2007-12-17T18:29:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-02T09:21:18.352+05:30</updated><title type='text'>a lot like LOVE.....</title><content type='html'>he says &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he loves me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. he also says tht i m very rude to him and consider him as an amusement instrument.&lt;br /&gt;i dont knw if its true. thr is onething i m pretty sure abt, he is nt the one fr me. still LOVE spendin time vid him. i dont realize how time flies when i m vid him. we can to each other for 6 hrs straight and still dont feel bored. we talk sense, nonsense, logic, crap, abt religion, abt porn movies everythg. i can tell him everythg vidout any hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel the most important girl in the world when i m with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel myself when i m with him. i dont have to pretend to be intelligent or attractive when i m with him. i m just myself when he is around. i can tell him very easily tht i hv never smoked but do wanna do tht once. we can go for a cozy feel good dinner and after tht i actually ask him to buy me a cigarrete. he does tht and then happens my first encounter with an almost 2 inches stick which i throw away jz after one puff. he keeps admiring me-coughing and going crazy -coz of the smoke in my lungs. he laughs at me and says '' i always tell u na ....u are a kid''&lt;br /&gt;i knw its jz a fad. its not love but he is someone who &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweeps me off my feet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;i have said no, but still we are together. m i actually playing with his emotions?&lt;br /&gt;i dont knw. and i dont care as long as i m happy with the way things are going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-5784638197316527971?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/5784638197316527971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=5784638197316527971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/5784638197316527971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/5784638197316527971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/12/lot-like-love.html' title='a lot like LOVE.....'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-3657573421100185738</id><published>2007-12-08T12:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-08T13:05:24.105+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thts me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MBA'/><title type='text'>TEAMWORK...!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ohhh.....!!!! MBA ....its an amazing course. its been jz 6 months here and i m a changed person. the course is defined so well tht it brings the true u outta u. u come to knw wht u like and wht u hate.&lt;br /&gt;u come across 100s of people who totally r different frm u in some way or the other. u have grp activities, assignments, projects, and presentations. u see the people in ur grp are gud fr nothing. all of u think in different directions and they never understand wht u r trying to say. u hate them. u keep cursing them and the professors who selected u to be a team. still u try to be sweet and lovely to them jz to make sure tht they dont runaway. u arrange meetings and they never show up. they always keep giving excuses fr late comings and u put all the blame on them for poor performances (if any) and try to boast abt everythg that goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhh...finally i m learnin to work in a grp ...as a team member...!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-3657573421100185738?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/3657573421100185738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=3657573421100185738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/3657573421100185738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/3657573421100185738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/12/ohhh.html' title='TEAMWORK...!!!!'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-5546634391352208294</id><published>2007-10-21T09:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-26T16:55:25.995+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need to think'/><title type='text'>thr's smthg abt .....my fave word....!</title><content type='html'>i srsly hv no clue whts with me. i keep thinking abt tht one single thing 24x7. i knw my priorities. i knw wht do i want . i knw how i m goin to achieve it. bt then why m i facing so many problems in focusing on my aim??&lt;br /&gt;first trimester results are out and i hv done pretty well. but still, i hv a lot of scope to excell. gettin good grades is nt enuff in a b-school. wht is important is &lt;strong&gt;learning &lt;/strong&gt;( i think thts my fave word after &lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;/strong&gt;).and i think i m getting distracted from my goal of learnin smthg frm every second spent in this insti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then , i think thts life. learning is, after all, not only related to studies. learning from real life relationships is smthg thts gonna make me more mature n mellow me down( yeah i srsly believe tht i m really immature in comparison to these ppl). managing people is one competency tht a manager ought to have. being thousands of miles away frm ur home, with different ppl frm different places n different ( read &lt;em&gt;shocking&lt;/em&gt; ) attitudes teaches u smthg every moment. all u need to do is be attentive and aware of whts happening around u.&lt;br /&gt;ppl r playing mindgames everywhr and my task is to observe them, most preferably without being a part of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-5546634391352208294?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/5546634391352208294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=5546634391352208294&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/5546634391352208294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/5546634391352208294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-srsly-hv-no-clue-whts-with-me.html' title='thr&apos;s smthg abt .....my fave word....!'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-1803613741723267772</id><published>2007-10-20T11:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-21T09:36:15.933+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S.</title><content type='html'>The word ''friend''....ohh...it is a magical word. i never knew it can be so much fun to be a part of a grp of 9 ppl. i hv always been in a peer grp of not more than 4 ppl( thts the way i m ). we chat, we study, we fight, we watch movies, we gossip, we discuss problems n likes n dislikes, boyfriends n girlfriends n most of the times keep clicking photographs, SMSing and teasing everyone with each other. gossiping abt the dean n the president and THE MALLU COMMUNITY of our institute, Cursing the mess food n fuming n frettin abt the presentations next morning when its 2 a.m. already.&lt;br /&gt;but hey if u guys thinkin tht its all about fun then ...oops baby u r absolutelyt WRONG...as thr can be some serious side affects as well.&lt;br /&gt;lol...lemme explain this to u with the help of an example. i will take the recent one. i m friends with a lot of ppl in my insti....oh ...n i never knew tht being friends with everyone can give birth to such a serious issues, esp on instances like ur BIRTHDAY. i wanted to invite only 8 out of 21 on the very day . i had decided to throw a separate party fr everyone else a day after. bt it caused some serious issues and ...lol...as a result , i m still sorting out the matters.&lt;br /&gt;but , neways, its fun to fight with ppl on such petty issues( yeah..yeah..i can be a bit inhuman at times), atleast it lets u knw tht thr r so many ppl expecting smthg frm u as a fren.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-1803613741723267772?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/1803613741723267772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=1803613741723267772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1803613741723267772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1803613741723267772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/10/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S.'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-6519418945528772862</id><published>2007-10-20T10:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:04:03.605+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hostel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like that'/><title type='text'>Life is good...!!!!</title><content type='html'>okies okies......i m back to b'lore after my 10 days holidaysss...ohhh it ws so amazing being at home. amazing food ...moma daddy ...sis aahhhh....n tht ws fr the first time i realised tht life is simple at home. i dont hv to get up early in the morning, no restrictrions fr food timings, dont hv to run to the MDP block fr classes, no need to wear formals everyday, no need to read newspapers...u can speak whtvr u feel like without even thinkin tht this person might tell that to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;no warden, no President, no Director adn no Dean. no exams n ...lol...no results. no ppt ..no quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ...then ....on the other hand, .....at home there are no friends, no late nites, no freshers' parties, no music concerts, no events, no competition( i cant imagine ,my life without CGPAs nemore), no fun with seniors and not tht much freedom. ( lol...i remember ....how i hd gone to the commercial street, which is like ''FAR FAR AWAY'' frm our hostel ,all on my own without even knowing any roads or nethg in Bangalore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i love this place ....the feeling of being responsible fr urself gives me amazing happiness. feeling of being accountable to each n every act i do makes me feel like a grown up ...smthg tht i never feel when i m home with my family whr they still treat me as a 16 year old kid. ( in case u dont knw ..i hv jz turned 21 on this 12th of october....!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...so i think life is good.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-6519418945528772862?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/6519418945528772862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=6519418945528772862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6519418945528772862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6519418945528772862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-is-good.html' title='Life is good...!!!!'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-6161931995539160341</id><published>2007-09-11T19:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-11T19:11:46.241+05:30</updated><title type='text'>an ACE</title><content type='html'>We were having our IT class. it ws a theory class and the prof had asked us to come prepared coz he wanted to assess our level of class participation. well...i ws all set.&lt;br /&gt;he enters........turns on his lappy...so do we...shoots his first Q.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me raises her hand , he signals n me starts speaking........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of sudden he stopped me and said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''listen, first of all,   dont ever speak untill and unless u r asked to''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized tht he wasnt signalling me. infact , he ws asking the question to the guy sitting rt behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ws shocked how cud he talk to a 20 yr old gal like tht. i m a big gal after all.&lt;br /&gt;i ws feeling so embarrased tht i cud nt speak nethg else in the first half of the class. bt jz b4 the break....i smhow raised my hand again and this time made it sure tht he was asking me to speak ( unlike last tym) and shot an ACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my answer ws so perfect and amazingly superb tht he cudnt stop praising me fr it . the whole class ws clapping and he ws amazed. he ws so impressed tht he cudnt stop taking my name in every 5 mins in the second half of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i srsly dunno y m i writing it here...prolly coz....the way he had insulted me in front of the entire class had never happened to me b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways...thts it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-6161931995539160341?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/6161931995539160341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=6161931995539160341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6161931995539160341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6161931995539160341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/09/ace.html' title='an ACE'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-1699793117057817185</id><published>2007-09-11T18:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-11T19:01:00.131+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THE MOST BOOORINGGG COFFEE OF MY LIFE.....</title><content type='html'>isn't it amazing...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ws dying fr this moment. i ws actually having coffee with the guy whom i find the best( in all respect) in our entire college. we were together....having coffee. well.. actually i hd ordered fr milk and he first had a tea, then a coffee and then a again a tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my surprise he wasnt speaking much. ws jz listening to us and smiling n laughing wherever it ws totally unavoidable to hv a long face. i wondered whts his problem. i asked our common fren if he ever speaks nethg. even then he dint reply . damn...oh i ws so shocked. height of arrogance. neways we stayed thr fr like an hr and he spoke like 10 sentences...which is , i think , a record. ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh...silly guy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he made me realize tht i hv had some really wonderful coffees in my life . i never knew tht smthg  like this cud be so boring . all three of us were actually doing nothing but gazing into our cups. lol.....thanx dude thanx..i 'd rembr this fr another two three yrs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-1699793117057817185?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-8369732323345406248</id><published>2007-08-29T12:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-29T13:00:41.600+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Helloz hellozz</title><content type='html'>hey ppl ..i m back......( yeah rite they were dying without me....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...this new plc is kewl ..i find thgs really hepp here. ppl r nice ( really..????...**raises eyebrow** ) hv made a few frens...i wish i cud say GOOD frenz instead of FRENZ....&lt;br /&gt;nvrmind.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they call me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Titli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..lol.....which is really funny bt i love this new name fr me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jz felt like writing ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbye.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-8369732323345406248?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/8369732323345406248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=8369732323345406248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/8369732323345406248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/8369732323345406248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/08/helloz-hellozz.html' title='Helloz hellozz'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-1105490318937346221</id><published>2007-06-24T13:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-24T13:37:10.359+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Need to write</title><content type='html'>Ummm….well…leaving fr the hostel tonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( long long pause)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be leaving fr the airport just after 7 hrs. and look at me . my bags arnt packed , I hvnt taken bath , hvnt got the copies of my passport size pics..and literally hv done nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t knw how exactly I m feeling. Lol….so many thgs r yet to be done n wht m I doin??? …talkin to my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hv always been a spoilt brat. Don’t even take my dishes to kicthen after having dinner ( always get scolded fr tht). Hvnt even moved a spoon in my home. My sis , mom n dad take care of everythg.  Lol..even today my sis n mom r packing my bags , washing n ironing my clothes. I dunno how to cook, how to wash clothes n how to iron them. Wht m I gonna do ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol…they say they r sending me to a rehab centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hv been working very slowly since last nite. Procrastinating thgs. feeling drowsy …I m jz doin nothing but just ordering n commanding everyone like nethg…&lt;br /&gt;‘ yeh kar do , woh kar do , yeh rakh woh rakh do.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m finding myself behaving mysteriously. My body is craving fr carbohydrates n sugar. Thnx to which I hv eaten two mangoes since last nite. Real fruit juice hs come to  my rescue. And after every half an hr I m shouting ‘ mujhe bhookh lagi hai’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom feels helpless n sighs ‘ hey bhagwaan  !!!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh…I m gonna miss them …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-1105490318937346221?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/1105490318937346221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=1105490318937346221&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1105490318937346221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1105490318937346221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/06/need-to-write.html' title='Need to write'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-2697108802782930928</id><published>2007-06-15T01:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-21T01:13:53.770+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thts me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need to think'/><title type='text'>create ur OWN NICHE</title><content type='html'>Well...i always wanted to write abt it .. abt ....wht kinda person i m ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put in a lot of efforts to befreind ppl ...even those who are not so important to me. ppl who are of no use to me , ppl who are no more than mere acquaintance to me . but i talk to them as if they were my best friends of all times. the girl who is supposedly my best friend is nt that important to me. i dont love her. but yeah prolly talk to her coz i need some one to talk to n with whom i can share my feelings. even when i hv known ppl fr more than 3-4 months i dont accept them as my true friends.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why am i like this .&lt;br /&gt;wherever i m ..i bring life to tht place ( ooohhhh i love it) ....ppl give me importance...they like to with me but at the same time ..i feel isolated. i feel bored . i feel alone. as if i were the only girl in this world who doesnt have any friend. i m always searching fr someone who cud understand me n accept me the way i m . with whom i dont need to pretend nethg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it weird but i dont give importance to ppl who r close to me and r always available to me. instead, i try follow thgs tht r outta my reach. thgs tht dont make any sense to me but are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kewl &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;acc. to many othr ppl. to cut the long story short ....i always try to reach the next level ....and hence lose out all the fun of being at the present level. i am never happy n satisfiied with whtvr i get. lol...thr is jz a lil example. when i hd joined orkut ..i dint hv many frenz. so i ws always trying to rope in others in some way or the other . and today, when i hv many many frenz ...i use a fake id ( whr i dont hv even a single fren) to check my scraps. coz i dont want ppl to bug me whenever i sign in.&lt;br /&gt;lol....lol....n to my surprise ....today ,after so many days, when i logged on to my original a/c , not many ppl responded to me . i ws annoyed like nethg. now, wht the hell do i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chat with my college frenz nt coz they r my frenz ...but jz coz they r my batchmates n i wanna be in touch with everyone ( coz i enjoy being popular).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thts jz one side of the coin. on the other hand, in the virtual world...i talk to ppl coz i love them. with them i m always natural. i always behave , talk n say thgs tht i want to . i love them prolly coz i dont hv to impress them . they can serve no purpose to me ...but can always listen to me . thr r no cmmitments and no liabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it coz i m damn insecure abt thgs . why i dont love thgs tht r jz fr me. why m i nt happy with the ppl who r mine. why m i always running after things tht r GENERALLY considered good. cant i create my own niche. y is it always so important to me to be a part of this rat race?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i suffer frm &lt;em&gt;commitment&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;phobia&lt;/strong&gt;...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i getting addicted?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-2697108802782930928?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/2697108802782930928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=2697108802782930928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/2697108802782930928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/2697108802782930928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/06/create-ur-own-niche.html' title='create ur OWN NICHE'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-1481069497975526820</id><published>2007-05-31T02:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-31T02:38:15.249+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thts me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need to think'/><title type='text'>iNTEzaaR ..INteZaAR.....</title><content type='html'>I remember how I wished to get rid frm exams, tests and everythg which involved study . how I ws longing to have gr8, long and fun vacations , tht lasted fr two-three months. But look at me now . man is a weird species. He is never happy and satisfied with wht he gets. Atleast I hv realised tht I m never happy with nethg. Whtvr I get I want more and better of it. Always in search of smthg or the other .&lt;br /&gt;These vacations hv spoiled me completely . I hv got nothing much to look forward to . hv got nothing much to do but to allow myself to succumb to boredomHv slipped into a liesure mode whr I do nothing but silly idiotic things. . Thr is no motivation. Most shockingly I feel my passion and undying love fr books is dying. Tried a lot to save it but all in vain. Started many books bt cud nt finish with most them. I find everythg boring. My attitude towards everythg hs changed. Evils like procrastination and arrogance hv found a room in me. At one momenti m livng in the wonderland and in another second I m crying &amp;amp; kicking and cursing holidays. Its nt tht I hv got no aims and no goal..but I don’t find myself willing to do nethg in tht direction. Thr is simply no motivation. I m one of those ppl who always draw inspiration n motivation frm external sources and I hv failed to find nethg as such in recent times. To my surprise I m writing nothing f rmy blog. Its very seldom I visit my blog. Again thts coz of fewer number visitors. Many important thgs have happened. Esp some missions are accomplished tht I hd set yrs ago. but now don’t feel like putting them down in writing. God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait fr the classes to get started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-1481069497975526820?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/1481069497975526820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=1481069497975526820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1481069497975526820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1481069497975526820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/05/intezaar-intezaar.html' title='iNTEzaaR ..INteZaAR.....'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-6329273391113306459</id><published>2007-05-14T00:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-14T01:06:55.646+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need to think'/><title type='text'>Fair and Lovely</title><content type='html'>LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh ..i cant believe it. could never realize b4 tht in my 20 yrs of life i have never seen &lt;em&gt;asli ki&lt;/em&gt; fair n lovely creame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cousin of mine is getting married( its an arranged marriage ). her mom called up my mom to talk abt smthg very serious ( as she told me on the phone). after sometym i asked my mom if everythg was alrite thr ...she nodded and said tht the bride's mom in going crazy these days...asusual. as the bride has gt nothing to do but her beauty care. reason...well...her &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wud be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; has told her to use fair n lovely , coz its a question of his pride to bring a beautiful n lovely wife. he feels inferior to his friends jz coz thr wives are comparitively more fair .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy himself looks ..ummm..ok-ok types. And my cousin says he loves her but the only thg he wants is a wife who is comparitively more fair than his frenz' wives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big fat indian weddings .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cud never decide if i wanna do an arrange marriage or a love marriage. coz i hv always believed tht one cant really plan such thgs. but ...after seeing my cousin and her family going through all these wonderful experiences...thr is smthg tht has made me think abt it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-6329273391113306459?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/6329273391113306459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=6329273391113306459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6329273391113306459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6329273391113306459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/05/fair-and-lovely.html' title='Fair and Lovely'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-6267123386268565279</id><published>2007-05-14T00:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-14T00:48:08.606+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family matters...yes it does'/><title type='text'>momma..........</title><content type='html'>i love u ....i knw tht u knw tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its mother's day, n i feel really silly to choose this day to write abt u. but ..u knw how i m . i find it really difficult to express my feelings fr someone who is very close to me. such days sre smhow meant fr ppl like me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx fr everythg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-6267123386268565279?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/6267123386268565279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=6267123386268565279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6267123386268565279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6267123386268565279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/05/momma.html' title='momma..........'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-1713684300719840568</id><published>2007-05-04T00:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-05T01:43:05.721+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it happens'/><title type='text'>ONE FINE DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-1713684300719840568?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/1713684300719840568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=1713684300719840568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1713684300719840568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1713684300719840568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-fine-day.html' title='ONE FINE DAY'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-145783868543986619</id><published>2007-04-25T02:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-04T01:13:52.289+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love ..or something like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>whts with me?</title><content type='html'>i was having lunch with my friends in one of my favourite restuarants. i was seeing them after so many days. i was dying to meet them . n when we were thr ..when it was D moment...i dont knw wht was with me. i wasnt able to concentrate on wht my frenz were talkin abt. i was lost in my own world. we were talkin abt really funny thgs n found it difficult to laugh with them. i was trying hard to pay attention to them . n was looking at watch continously. damn....i dont knw whts wrong with me. i was thinkin n missing smthg thts of no use. totally worthless.&lt;br /&gt;m i going insane?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-145783868543986619?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/145783868543986619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=145783868543986619&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/145783868543986619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/145783868543986619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-was-having-luch-with-my-friends-in-my.html' title='whts with me?'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-3914857300578138486</id><published>2007-04-25T02:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-05T02:13:28.731+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like that'/><title type='text'>Deja Vu</title><content type='html'>i cud realize wht was happening around, but i wasnt able to open my eyes. my mind..oh it was workin at 4-5 different levels, simultaneously. i cud hear the voices around me tht was nothin more than cacophony to me. i was alive but still in a different world. i tried hard but cudnt open my eyes. my head was spining. i tried to get up but was unable to move even my finger. i wanted to speak but wasnt sure if i was actually speaking or tht was just in my mind. i was having deja vu and was in the real world at the same time. my head was spinning n i was having a feeling of being in four five different worlds at the altogether. the feelin was amazing . i wanted to be in tht moment . just like tht . it was more delightful than nethg else.&lt;br /&gt;lol..it was nothing else but anaesthesia .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i knw y do ppl fall fr addiction causing drugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-3914857300578138486?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/3914857300578138486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=3914857300578138486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/3914857300578138486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/3914857300578138486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-cud-realize-wht-was-happening-around.html' title='Deja Vu'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-4238650127561692533</id><published>2007-04-25T02:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-25T02:17:34.522+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thts me'/><title type='text'>Thanx ...</title><content type='html'>thank u .. u hv played quite an important role in my life ( okay ....by life i mean last 6-7 months). besides dominating my thought thr r many othr thgs tht u hv done fr me. u introduced me to a totally different world. a wolrd whr i hd no identity. a world tht gave me a whole new different life. i was going mad. i was on a verge of losing all sanity. ...thr came november ( sweet novemeber) n along came u. u changed the way i used to think. u made me dream big. u made me realize tht big thgs can happen. u made me fall in love. u made me regain my self confidence n hence my life. i had lost hope n fun .  the sense of humour tht ppl love today was long lost. i was so diff, reserved, conservative n innocent. but u showed me the real n today's world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i m sorry tht i cud never return u wht u deserved.  my introvert nature left me all alone. i never told u wht place u had in my life . infact always tried to hide it frm u . i knw we cud hv smthg even more special . but .....neways its all part of my past now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL..But its a small world. n m lookin forward to take our relationship to the next level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-4238650127561692533?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/4238650127561692533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=4238650127561692533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/4238650127561692533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/4238650127561692533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/04/thanx.html' title='Thanx ...'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-5105458665932551020</id><published>2007-04-15T23:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-15T23:52:34.899+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Cousin n Me</title><content type='html'>Lolz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin was here frm kolkata. He has just completed his MBA and is goin to join soon. We had clicked some fab pics frm his mobile. Lol…I had nokia pc suite installed in my laptop. So we decided to upload the pics to my laptop. God ..i don’t knw wht he( my cousin) did with tht. All his pics got uploaded to my pc. His contacts , his private messages, private pics..just each n everythg. Oh …damn…everythg. He was so tensed and scared and I could not help laughing. And all of a sudden I realised tht wht if some of my files were got downloaded to his cell.&lt;br /&gt;Omg….tht was it . both of us started checking each others devices. I was checking his mobile and he was busy deleting his private files. Neways….after wasting like an hour or so…thgs got back to normal and  …we lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;LOL…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-5105458665932551020?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/5105458665932551020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=5105458665932551020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/5105458665932551020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/5105458665932551020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/04/cousin-n-me.html' title='Cousin n Me'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-1951853455583585721</id><published>2007-04-04T22:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:38:10.012+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it happens'/><title type='text'>The mystery behind choosing music over swimming</title><content type='html'>Lol….i always used to think tht I m a very girly girly girl. But , no , I was so wrong. I dint have any idea tht to wht extent girls can go to look beautiful and lean and thin and sexy and sweet and ..oh my God….. wht not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was all set to join the swimming classes. I had even gone to the club to register my name for tht and everythg was goin just perfect. Then I don’t knw wht went wrong to me and I told abt my plans to one of my frenz called Neha. And she went hysterical the moment she came to knw all tht.&lt;br /&gt;‘ are u crazy…..????? pagal..do u have ne idea wht will happen to ur skin. Sun-tan toh hatega bhi nahin..’&lt;br /&gt;‘really…????’&lt;br /&gt;‘nahin toh kya’&lt;br /&gt;‘hmm…right yaar. Maine toh socha hi nahin tha.’&lt;br /&gt;‘I wud love to join u thr..but srsly Chirag (her boyfriend) would never allow me to do tht. see, I hv put on some weight and I cant afford to look tanned now. No ways.’&lt;br /&gt;‘Arre nahin..even I won’t join. I find music much more safer. I wud go for tht, for sure.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-1951853455583585721?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/1951853455583585721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=1951853455583585721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1951853455583585721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1951853455583585721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/04/mystery-behind-choosing-music-over.html' title='The mystery behind choosing music over swimming'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-142915320999635089</id><published>2007-04-04T22:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:33:58.150+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ha ha ha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thts me'/><title type='text'>Hairy Tales</title><content type='html'>Lol……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘hey bhagwaan ..!! yeh kya kar liya ? do u have any idea how bad is tht looking? ’ mom said when she saw my newly highlighted hair. Oh I was so excited abt my hair color. And believe me moment she said tht….no no… if u r thinking tht it ruined my spirit ..then u r wrong…the moment she said tht …I could not help but laugh. She was behaving like a typical mom (for a change). My mom is really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KEWL (cool)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I still remember tht when I was in school and wanted to buy salwar kameez like all of my frenz, how she had bluntly refused saying ‘ abhi se aunty ban jao. U have ur entire life to wrap urself in such things called sarees and salwar kameez.’ Lol….hmmm..i had to follow her and as a result even today I cant manage( carry off) my dupatta properly whenever I dress in such outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways …back to my newly highlighted hair. Well…it had been two yrs since i have highlighted my hair last time. Last time it was burgundy , which is quite suitable to indian skin. But ..ha ha..this time its different. Mom was looking really worried as she kept reiterating ‘achhe khaase baalon ki raid peet di ’ . &lt;strong&gt;oh! I love her&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if u r thinking wht my dad had to say , lemme tell u this. My dad is another kewl personality. He dint even react to it. Not even fr once. Yeah and after 4 days ..while the two of us were just talking casually and I was telling him abt my stupid friend’s story , all of a sudden he said ‘ummm…by the way, mujhe tera yeh hair color achha nahin laga.’’ ..ha ha ha …and another session of laughter followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I met Rahul, one of my very close frenz. U shud have seen the way he reacted. He cud not look into my eyes directly. His eyes were giving one of the best example of to-and-fro motion. 1 second in my eyes and 3 seconds at my hair. Lol…it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to tell u the truth, I like my hair. I really don’t care if looks good or bad .this was wht I wanted to do. I did smthg whr my heart was. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it feels gr8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-142915320999635089?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/142915320999635089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=142915320999635089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/142915320999635089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/142915320999635089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/04/hairy-tales.html' title='Hairy Tales'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-6708069223490122910</id><published>2007-04-02T02:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-02T02:44:52.589+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thts me'/><title type='text'>Just Like That...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/RhAfG7bHtmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ziEEEGmNPE0/s1600-h/myorkutpicforthelongesttime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048569386173445730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/RhAfG7bHtmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ziEEEGmNPE0/s400/myorkutpicforthelongesttime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-6708069223490122910?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/6708069223490122910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=6708069223490122910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6708069223490122910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6708069223490122910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='Just Like That...'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/RhAfG7bHtmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ziEEEGmNPE0/s72-c/myorkutpicforthelongesttime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-2245662333692144937</id><published>2007-04-02T02:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-02T02:33:14.041+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thts me'/><title type='text'>Confessions Of 'This' Blogger</title><content type='html'>lol....&lt;br /&gt;here i go.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i have not been posting blogs as often as i used to do before. well...the biggest reason wasnt the one tht i have mentioned in my previous blog( i.e. lack of time).  infact, i was feeling ..uummmm..i dont knw. all of a sudden i had started to feel a bit &lt;strong&gt;weird&lt;/strong&gt;. a bit weird abt discussing my personal life here. i felt as if i was asking fr people's suggestions. ...i  felt...as if i m disclosing my '&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;personal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;' thoughts to everyone. as if i was divulging each n everthg abt myself tht is supposed to be 'personal'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the biggest reason why i started writing abt &lt;strong&gt;cricket and celebs&lt;/strong&gt; ( omG..i cant help but wonder wht made me do tht) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...( ok..u can continue reading if u still have interest to knw abt my silly thoughts)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tonite...i was just searching fr some info about smthg..( lol...look at the way i m writing..i m still not being honest to my blog n its readers..but i m sure it wud come with time and experience). yeah so i was searching fr this thg on google and ran into an amazing blog...oh..!!!!  it was lovely ...i just loved it. it actually made me laugh out loud....and it was then tht i realized tht wht was i doin. no, i cant spoil my blog by writing abt celebs n cricket. puuhhleezz no..not ne more. not ne longer. i dont knw if this feeling is momentary or not but ..i feel like a bit relaxed .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-2245662333692144937?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/2245662333692144937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=2245662333692144937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/2245662333692144937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/2245662333692144937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/04/confessions-of-this-blogger.html' title='Confessions Of &apos;This&apos; Blogger'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-6380566106784383935</id><published>2007-03-30T23:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:23:46.258+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Whts Goin’ On….!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>LOL&lt;br /&gt;After so many days I have succeeded in convincing myself to sit down n type. Since I havnt posted nethg fr last few days I think it will be better to give u a glimpse of wht did I do in these days. Thts y I m copying down some pages frm my personal diary here. I hope tht wud help in maintaining the coherency of events. So here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;24th march,o7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well…well..well..well…Eeggzams are over. Believe me papers were just fab. And now I have full  three months before me . hmmmm….Just wondering wht to do in holidays.&lt;br /&gt;I have 4 options :&lt;br /&gt;Join&lt;br /&gt;a)    swimming classes&lt;br /&gt;b)    music classes(vocal)&lt;br /&gt;c)    three job offers&lt;br /&gt;d)    welll…..this one is the most tempting one….doing nothing but just chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I m never satisfied with one thg. So I think I will be going fr option (b) and (c). &lt;br /&gt;lets see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25thmarch,o7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol…&lt;br /&gt;Met my future batchmates at pagalguy.com. For those who hvnt understood , lemme clarify, I will be persuing my masters degree soon , the sessions for which will be starting frm june last week and pagalguy is a site fr crazy ppl who r burning thr nite lamp’s oil preparing for tht. I found people thr who will be in the same batch. Lolz..it was fun. All of us have joined the community of our batch at orkut and most of us have now been talking on orkut/ yahoo msngr/ gtalk. Some of them are kewl , while some are total crazy and others are very very formal. All of a sudden places like orkut, yahoo msngretc. Have become so formal tht I try and login in such late hrs when thr is less chances of ppl to be online . I knw this is crazy, but I feel tht way ……I don’t know y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26th march,o7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lol…&lt;br /&gt;Went to  my first music class ever. Learning smthg abt classical music had always been a fantasy fr me since my very childhood. Never got a chance to turn this dream into reality though. Today was THE DAY. It was awesome. Amazing and I just cud nt stop smiling. I was feeling ecstatic. I realized tht this is wht I love v v much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t performing very well , but thts ok..who cares I joined these classes to learn. Ha ha ha ha ..need to write this tht my family members r now having headache 24x7. and thr fave line has become …&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ab toh chup ho ja na yaar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ( cmon just stop it now gal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28th march, o7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong when I was thinking tht music is the only thg tht cud make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first day in the bank and was just amazing. I m lovin’ it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Life is beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-6380566106784383935?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/6380566106784383935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=6380566106784383935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6380566106784383935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6380566106784383935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/03/whts-goin-on.html' title='Whts Goin’ On….!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-6698200594907570203</id><published>2007-03-19T10:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-19T10:36:27.268+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pakistan’s cricket coach. Who’s next?</title><content type='html'>I did not know that I would have to do a blog post on cricket again so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakistan’s cricket coach Bob Woolmer passed away last night under lots of pressure. His team had lost to Ireland a day before yesterday and as a result they could not qualify for the next round of the world cup 2007. Needless to say , the scenario in  Pakistan for cricket is not much different from India , where cricket is considered as a religion.  Coach Woolmer had to face severe criticism by Pakistani media, ex cricketers and thousands of cricket fans. Also , sources have reported that he wasn’t having very congenial relationships with his team’s players. Not even professionally, let alone personal relationships. And the recent failure was a big big shock to all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is dying to know what was the root cause of his death. The much awaited autopsy report is yet to be issued to the media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But his sudden demise has raised a lot of questions. The question I want an answer to is - who is going to take up the job next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a  blot on pak’s cricket history. Infact not only on pak’s but on the history of international cricket. Such a hype is created about such international events that people generally forget that this is just a game. And someone’s life is much more important than these petty victories and defeats, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say that taking the team under control and accepting the coach’s post is definitely going to be &lt;strong&gt; HEROIC&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;HERCULEAN&lt;/strong&gt; act. Hats off to that guy in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-6698200594907570203?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/6698200594907570203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=6698200594907570203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6698200594907570203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/6698200594907570203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/03/pakistans-cricket-coach-whos-next.html' title='Pakistan’s cricket coach. Who’s next?'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-4016023093511978481</id><published>2007-03-18T10:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-19T08:57:59.115+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it happens'/><title type='text'>Action frm the Carribean....</title><content type='html'>Each n every guy of the nation ( I mean except for some lukhkhas who thought they had got more important job to do than watching india palying its openeing match at the WORLD CUP 2007)……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each n every guy is holding his breath …watching mesmerising Mandira Bedi uttering some illogical cricketing logic..( I don’t blame her..atleast she knows more than wht I knw abt cricket..ha ha ha ..atleast I think so…but srsly hats off to her for going palces in this men’s territory.)…okay okay….whr were we…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is just ready to watch the match ..planning a perfect weekend ahead..but..lol…plane crashes..dreams get washed off without coming true…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor performance by the batsmen coupled with shocking lack of confidence. All the enthusiasm is gone n energy level goes done to –ves.&lt;br /&gt;Wht happened? Wht went wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I believe thr is a very thin line between confindence n over confidence. And I fail to decide whether it was our lack of confidence or over confidence while making strategy against Bangladesh. One more thing tht I could not understand. And thts…. y sourav ganguly was applaused ? this person was thr on the pitch for the longest time. He knew he was palying well , he knew he was in form . y didnt he perform? Infact he was doing nothing but just safeguarding his wicket. Well… the reason cud be tht he didn’t get proper support frm the batsmen at the other end ….but then u cant be a matchwinner just like tht. Can u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways..all dreams n excitement was vanished. Mandira wasn’t soooo awesome anylonger and the weekend bash was pathetic. But hey …success can be considered relative smtms. Pakistan are out of WC 07 ..LOL..they lost to Ireland. And though my knowledge of cricket is limited but yeah I knw tht ireland is a debutant team n bangladesh stands smwhr ahead Ireland. So..guys don’t lose hope is the moral of the story. And I m sure all of u will be thr in front of ur tv sets tomoroow 5:00 pm holding ur breath n watching mandira..all again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-4016023093511978481?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/4016023093511978481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=4016023093511978481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/4016023093511978481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/4016023093511978481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/03/common-india-dikha-do.html' title='Action frm the Carribean....'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-7152781189860046612</id><published>2007-03-16T02:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-16T02:21:18.754+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like that'/><title type='text'>MissION aCCOMPlished....!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>LOL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...lol..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha  ha ha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he he he he ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi hi hi hi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha ha .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..lol...lol....lol......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-7152781189860046612?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/7152781189860046612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=7152781189860046612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/7152781189860046612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/7152781189860046612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/03/mission-accomplished.html' title='MissION aCCOMPlished....!!!!!!'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-7882481089243849048</id><published>2007-03-13T13:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:18:10.380+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Feelin' blue...</title><content type='html'>I really wanna start this post too with LOL..as I always do. But I m  just not able to convince myself for writing tht. I don’t wanna lie to the readers of my blog. That is y I wont lie abt my current status of mood by writing LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm..ok so here I go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three most important thgs in my life at this point of time are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)      university exams&lt;br /&gt;b)      abt him&lt;br /&gt;c)      the third thg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..to tell u the truth abt the university exmas..lol…I m doing gr8 ..its amazing. Even I wonder how ? so basically, I m happy at this front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now abt  tht guy. God..i don’t knw y this is happening. I don’t knw y he is behaving this way. I don’t knw y he is doing all tht. And I m completely helpless. I cant do nethg abt it. We havnt talked for last 10 days. I m clueless abt whts going on in his mind. C , dint I tell u he is silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the third thg. Well…hmmmmm…it is more important than nethg else.much much more important than tht guy. This is onethg tht I have been wanting for last three long years. My each n every effort have been in this direction only. I don’t have words to explain how important it is to me and how badly I want it. Here again , I m totally helpless. I have done whatever I could do . now all I have to do and all I can do is to just wait n watch. I don’t care if tht guy doesn’t come back to me ..( I do , I do) but this is one thing without which I don’t think I will be able to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I donno whr my life is going to?&lt;br /&gt;But me not a stupid gal. I m not gonna think abt the things I cant do nethg abt. So I m just gonna chill out n study hard. C ya .LOL...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-7882481089243849048?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/7882481089243849048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=7882481089243849048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/7882481089243849048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/7882481089243849048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/03/feelin-blue.html' title='Feelin&apos; blue...'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-2830280628289111386</id><published>2007-03-08T22:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-08T22:51:42.255+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><title type='text'>LOVE SICK …BRITNEY SPEARS..!!!!</title><content type='html'>I just read in a newspaper tht britney spears tried to  hang herself to commit suicide.&lt;br /&gt;She has been admitted in a rehab centre after she shaved her head . A source said tht she wrote 666 on her bald head and ran everywhr in the centre shouting n screaming tht she was antiChrist n a fake.&lt;br /&gt;He also reported tht she is finding desperately  in love with her ex Kevin Federline . She keeps talking to him on phone for hrs trying to convince him to come back in her life . Infact she is even planning  to have another baby with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always believed tht love makes u vulnerable. Britney is just another example. She achieved each n every thg tht she wanted in a very young age. Perhaps wht she could not find was true love n more important than nethg else LOYALTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone dreams of being rich n famous. To some of us it is our ultimate goal. But when u achieve wht u have always dreamed of u need someone with whom u can  share tht feeling n tht happiness. U need to experience tht satisfaction of with someone u really care for. Someone who is truely urs . someone who belongs to u . who loves u for wht u r .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they say The view from the top is always gr8 but thr can be just one winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The choice is urs, baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-2830280628289111386?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/2830280628289111386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=2830280628289111386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/2830280628289111386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/2830280628289111386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-sick-britney-spears.html' title='LOVE SICK …BRITNEY SPEARS..!!!!'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-7629767962003422766</id><published>2007-03-05T13:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-08T22:59:17.260+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love ..or something like that'/><title type='text'>About him.....</title><content type='html'>He is stupd. He is crazy. He is silly. He is idiotic. He is moron. He is insane. He is sweet. He is cute. He is lovable. He is charming. He is sweetheart. He is down to earth . he is…. simply awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gr8 speaker but an introvert. An average looking guy whose persona is irresistible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way he talks to strangers with such friendliness..thats awesome. But the way talks with the ppl he loves is shocking. He is rude. He is egostic. Smtms u may feel offended. But this is coz of his sense of insecurity. Coz the way he feels for u. he finds it difficult to show wht he feels for u. how important u r for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is sharp. He is quick. He is witty. He is decent. He is calm, cool, composed n responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His presence titillates me n I love that. His ignorance irritates me and I love that. His persistence makes me go insane and I love that. His hediousness drives me crazy and I love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is magic. He is sunshine. He is …..wierd. he is lovesick. He is important to me . ummm…yes..more important than any other guy in my life at this point of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-7629767962003422766?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/7629767962003422766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=7629767962003422766&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/7629767962003422766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/7629767962003422766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/03/about-him.html' title='About him.....'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-1768053293624306051</id><published>2007-03-04T10:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-04T10:32:50.854+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like that'/><title type='text'>Writing a blog…</title><content type='html'>LOL…u knw wht..? I never read the article once I finish writing  .not even to check for spelling n grammatical mistakes.  I knw its funny n not justifiable …but that’s the way I m.  neways wht else do I do while writing a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOPIC SELECTION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm…well..i have this habit of writing  my personal diary . and I do that almost daily. whenever I feel that whtvr I have written today is not toooo personal n has got nothing else to do with others , I just pick it up frm my diary n type it in a word document. ( oh its damn tough….just to look into the diary after typing  each line n that’s just not my style) .  but I m just like those old ppl who just cant think properly while writng. I jst don’t find it saitsfactory.and then I just copy it to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEADING OF THE BLOG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well…its easy. I just choose nethg that comes to my mind n don’t reaally think abt it. Generally I decide the heading after writing , infact, copying the whole article .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTRODUCTION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm… the toughest part. ( but definitely easier than copying frm diary). LOL…well….i cant describe how difficult I find it to start writing. N can do that when I m in a v calm mood. I mean the first to 2-3- lines ..thats the foundation of the whole article n I guess that’s y some of u find my blogs confusing. But thr is one more reason y u find my writing confusing . well that’s coz I want o write evry thg  without divulging nethg abt my identity. But I cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BODY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like that . it comes in the flow. Never really think abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONCLUSION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm…that’s my fave part. I find it the most beautiful part of my whole blog. Reason..? ummm..coz really lie the way I conclude. I mean not in terms of good writing skills. But whtvr I write in the end …it comes str8 frm my heart..i don’t care nebodu else can  understand wht I m trying to say .  but feel like expressing like a thousand thgs in that one sentence. And that’s it. This is wht I write for. The height of creative satisfaction.  ORGASM…..in context of this thing called writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-1768053293624306051?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/1768053293624306051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=1768053293624306051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1768053293624306051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/1768053293624306051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/03/writing-blog.html' title='Writing a blog…'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-8571699141609888915</id><published>2007-03-03T08:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-03T08:15:57.601+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love ..or something like that'/><title type='text'>Whats going on..???</title><content type='html'>LOL…I was thr for an interview. But later on I came to knw that it isnt wort nethg . and I don’t think I will be acceptig thr offer even if they give me a call .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways….i ran into this friend of mine thr. We will call him mr.sincere okay. Well….we spent plenty of time thr. It was good . just the two of us and no one else. I knw that this guy likes me. He is mature . Yes much more mature than my silly n crazy friends (and I m no different). Mr. sincere wants a sincere gal ..a mature one.. and lol…and I don’t knw how he finds me grown up. Oh..i m crazy ..i try to act really mature with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I like him or nethg like that . no ..not at all.. as I have metioned this earlier also that a should be able to sweep me off my feet first. And I knw that Mr. Sincere is not the one for me. He is sweet , sexy , smart , and his knowledge is amazing. But thr is just one problem…..and that is ….. I m crazy. And at the same time I want him to like me the way he does forever n ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-8571699141609888915?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/8571699141609888915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=8571699141609888915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/8571699141609888915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/8571699141609888915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-going-on.html' title='Whats going on..???'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-652559963733212307</id><published>2007-02-28T00:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:27:12.472+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><title type='text'>TATA BIRLAs..</title><content type='html'>LOL...&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe this has actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;I never gave importance to these things n have actually paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay if nebody could decipher this..plz do tell me ...coz even i dont knw wht i m writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-652559963733212307?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/652559963733212307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=652559963733212307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/652559963733212307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/652559963733212307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/02/tata-birlas.html' title='TATA BIRLAs..'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-5141187857573985261</id><published>2007-02-21T10:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:33:16.553+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it happens'/><title type='text'>HONESTY IS THE best POLICY</title><content type='html'>LOL..i wonder wht do a friend want frm another friend. We often find ppl saying that the basic need of any relationship is understanding n honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with a fren of mine ( we will call him XXX) here. I don’t knw wht was with him that day. He was cracking jokes on each n every line I was typing. He told me a joke . but that was really pathetic n not funy at all . I don’t knw wht did I think n just copied n pasted to another fren of mine , just to show him that ppl can be really funny. Soon I realised that wht I have just done was not right smwhr. Though these 2 guys din’t knw each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just told XXX that I have forwarded ur joke two a fren of mine. Oops….big big mistake. He went crazy. He asked me how could I share our conversation with someone else. I cud not come up with nethg else and said SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said BYE n signed out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-5141187857573985261?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/5141187857573985261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=5141187857573985261&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/5141187857573985261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/5141187857573985261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/02/honesty-is-best-policy.html' title='HONESTY IS THE best POLICY'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-99972791189604130</id><published>2007-02-13T13:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:39:32.267+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it happens'/><title type='text'>Chit – CHAT</title><content type='html'>LOL….its a strange world….and u can find some real AJEEB (strange/wierd ) ppl here. Online chat rooms lets u meet many such ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…I met this guy in a chat room .I never indulge into hot chats ..no it hasgt nothin to do with my morals or ethics ..but thr is smthg dead inside me...i really think that a guy should be like...umm..ok ..i dunno wht....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.neways...…I met this guy in a chat room ..believe me this guy seems like a pro in naughty chat…..he keeps me challenging abt my knowledge or should I say my lack of knowledge abt sex. and in case u ppl r thinking y m i writing abt him then lemme tell u tht he has asked me to do a blog post on him, then only will he post nethg on my blog .And since seeing ppl posting on my blogs is onethg I'd really love to do  ..here I go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm….so u… the chat guy …SMART ..i must say…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-99972791189604130?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/99972791189604130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=99972791189604130&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/99972791189604130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/99972791189604130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/02/chit-chat.html' title='Chit – CHAT'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-817230489758156960</id><published>2007-02-11T02:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:42:33.979+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LIFE ROCKS  !!!</title><content type='html'>Lol..i m back frm the tour.. ..u wont believe the way I m feeling-so matured..and grown up. and i cant believe I just didn’t miss nebody except this one person. i don’t knw y i m sooooo crazy abt him. He is magic. He is amazing. I don’t y do I like him so much…is it his demeanour or the position he enjoys..???...i knw that the feeling is not mutual. I knw he likes me but not that way. he has thousands of good options. but u knw what ..i don’t care ..i knw all this is temporary…all these feelings r temporary..and I just wanna enjoy every moment of this. it feels gr8. thr r many other guys who r thr for me all the time..but I ‘LIKE’ him… more than tht i feel gr8 to knw tht everythg is normal with me n I CAN LIKE GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE ROCKS !!!!!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-817230489758156960?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/817230489758156960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=817230489758156960&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/817230489758156960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/817230489758156960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-rocks.html' title='LIFE ROCKS  !!!'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-7901174941320475231</id><published>2007-02-11T02:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:45:58.760+05:30</updated><title type='text'>50000 BUCKS</title><content type='html'>LOL…amazing…othing good is happening in ma life..i don’t knw whats all this happening.but I don’t knw y I m still feeling okay …and not v v bad. I m changing daily. Okay not changing but yeah growing as a person day by day.life is beautiful n all u need to do is try n c the +ve side of everythg.my trip to these two cities was a complete waste ..but no probs I’ve learnt a lot …A LOT …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL…yeah I ve learnt all that by at the cost of  rs.50000..wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U knw what …the major learning was that u always keep holding smthg within urself. Shed all those inhibitions. u ve got just one life ….and PLZZZZZ……..just try each n everythg …just don’t think abt ifs n buts..like just go out with a guy u ve never seen before .even if u dont knw much abt him…(lol…but keep all the security measures with u…)…and see LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL..LOL….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-7901174941320475231?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/7901174941320475231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=7901174941320475231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/7901174941320475231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/7901174941320475231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/02/50000-bucks.html' title='50000 BUCKS'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-5816694773872646904</id><published>2007-02-11T02:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:30:47.174+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THE YEAR THAT WAS</title><content type='html'>Welll…so much to write abt…don’t knw whr to start frm? Ummm…Ok…this yr was …ummm …GOD….. I don’t really know what to write abt this yr.(one more try…) ok year 2006 was full of ups n downs for me ( lol….like ne other yr..). yeah but some gr8 things happened n made me realise importance of some most significant things in my life. Cant really go in depth n elaborate coz I don’t wanna divulge a few thgs (actually nethg ) abt maself.&lt;br /&gt;OK I THINK I ‘D BE A GOOD IDEA TO CATEGORIZE IDEAS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun in a way …n …gotta meet some gr8 ppl ..esp. in later half .Though I love the word BEINTIHAAH MOHABBAT , but my lack of enthusiasm towards guys always amazes me  …will discuss abt this in some other blog). But in the last month this boy came in mah life n to my relief I was reaaallly attracted towards him. Lolz it lasted for not more than 15 days but to tell u the truth I m feelin gr8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmm…satisfactory - I’d say . topped the twice but couldn’t do really well in the most important xam.. well but that’s ok. But these xams made me really popular among my circle n that’s makes me feel gud. they knw me n recognise me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ..this need not be different category for many but ..ha ha …but my love n respect for shopping …is persuading me to this. Welllll…the list is long but I can tell u what I’ve bought maself for the new year’s eve. A long leather coat,  awesome stilleto heels, b’ful earings  n a mind blowing hand bag .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISCELLANEOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolz.... i m writin this blogpost coz I want to post smthg on 31st dec that’s it n since I m feelin too lazy to type all the stuff I would comprise it by saying that this year was somewhat different n fun. have fun n....a very happy new year to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-5816694773872646904?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/5816694773872646904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=5816694773872646904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/5816694773872646904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/5816694773872646904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/02/year-that-was.html' title='THE YEAR THAT WAS'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956582535597453611.post-9021757970630325194</id><published>2007-02-11T01:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-25T02:40:49.372+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindset'/><title type='text'>Belongs to a novice</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m going to write my first blog today. Actually the inspiration of writing came from the movie ‘READ IT AND WEEP’ . No no , it’s not that I m going to write smthg really sad to make u all cry , but it’s the story of the movie. The main protaganist in the film is a 12 or smthg girl who is in a habit of writing personal diary.Coincidentally, a page of her diary gets published in her school’s magazine and eventually becomes talk of the town. People love it n whole diary gets published n becomes #1 best seller.So here I begin , in the hope of such gr8 coincidence…….( wow Judith , u r planning each n every step and still calling it a coincidence…. Gr8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1956582535597453611-9021757970630325194?l=lol-judith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/feeds/9021757970630325194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1956582535597453611&amp;postID=9021757970630325194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/9021757970630325194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1956582535597453611/posts/default/9021757970630325194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lol-judith.blogspot.com/2007/02/belongs-to-novice.html' title='Belongs to a novice'/><author><name>Judith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16170372718382508618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7DkLQKgEilk/TAtvYLxhTJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D6WK-Lqe-xQ/s1600-R/lipstick.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
