tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71934061161503417742011-04-22T09:59:24.061+06:00hey to all who get to see this page...I've wanted to do this for a long time so that i can share my life with you guys...you know its much easier to pour yourself out to someone you can't see coz you know that person can'y hurt you...anyway..don't think i've gone crazy...at least not yet..save it for later coz i'm sure you'll end up thinking whether i'm really insane...so..enjoy!bubugirlnoreply@blogger.comBlogger141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193406116150341774.post-22532236251715618842007-06-30T19:36:00.000+06:002007-06-30T19:46:48.187+06:00

Why is it that once in a lifetime you find a bunch of friends and they're the best people you meet all your life and you know it even before you've spent the rest os your life?For most of us I know college life (if you dare enough to have one) is the best of times you ever have in your entire life isn't it? why i say this is because i know its true by experience. i wouldn't say my college life is

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This is another of my compossitions..actually this is one of the first ones and it's supposed to be a song which I wrote for my one and only that time..now there're just lying in my drawer so why not put them out so that atleast some one can read and enjoy them?? I used to write songs and poems those days all dedicated to a special someone (used to be) that's something new for you'll right? so

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It's like the morning sunlightstream down thro' my window dearyou brighten my day with just one smilethat I hold so close and nearNot the best of friends I've seendo broken hearts mendwe understand each other's heartsdon't we? my darling friendThough I don't say much oftenI do really careI hope you too my dearest friendthe same feeling shareSide by side we'll walk alonga path of untold dreamsbut

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hey guys...first of all, thanx all of you who commented. second of all, i didn't know that so many people read my blog in the first place. heh hehe hehe...kareema,thanks... for remimding me that i am afterall who i am and i am a respectable girl..mahesan,wow..you seem to be a great person..well to tell you the truth, i am a fun loving person and i wanted this job in the first place for the great

bubugirlnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193406116150341774.post-22709683015724694502007-05-01T09:09:00.000+06:002007-05-01T09:10:44.381+06:00

ok listen people!!! i have no idea why but i can't edit my posts!the last one got posted twice but i can't edit it. why is that? HELP!

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I know when you all finish reading this post you’ll are gonna think that I’m a total godaya. Ok but tell me would any of you bother staying at the Colombo Hilton a night when you’re already living in Colombo. I dunno if you’ll have that kind of money but I don’t. so this is about my night stay over at the Hilton.It was the 28th of April and we had to go to Hilton for one of my dad’s award

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So here i am again after...mmmm..can't really remember..anyways..wat i was gonna say was..i had 'kinda' forgotten about my blog when i accidently bumped into the website when i was jobless in office when everyone had gone on avurudu holidays...the one and only people workin for the whole of Bumbalapitiya junk is our office..(not really so) but u get the picture right?so where was i? oh ya...so

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well..i'm here after a month i guess.. alot has been happening around but the most important thing is fiishing the blessed HND 've been doin for the last two years...where did i start and where have i ended up? god i still wish i had done fashion design instead of interior...its not that i regret it or anything..and i'm really good at it..but i still wish otherwise...certain things in life can't

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Why is it made that way? And why is it that color? These are just a few questions we ask or would like to ask from the person who made it or at least from the person who is selling it. But in reality, we never get to do this because we don’t get to meet the person who actually designed it. But as a designer one should strongly accept the fact that the consumer does ask these questions when

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aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhh......really bad day..started off bad enough and now its getting really worse..had an arguement with my mom in the morning and it made me feel shit..but nevermind i came to class and now their saying that we don't have classes..god this place sucks..not organiced at all...they waste out time and still load us with a heap of work and expect us to do all

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hey folks...did i mention that i won the geoffrey bawa travel award for the year 2006? well, i did...below you can read the essay i wrote for the competition..the competition was open to the architecture students of the faculty of architecture moratuwa university, Sri Lanka institute of architects and interior design students of the academy of design colombo..i'm a student of the academy of

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hi again..let me tell you guys something really wonderful...last night was the best night of my entire life..but not for the reasons you people are thinking...i was at the penticostal rally of the kithu dana pubuduwa...it's an all night prayer session...i know when you read this, it'll be just another reason for you to think i'm crazy..but i don't care...for the last two years i've been going

bubugirlnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193406116150341774.post-9982448026593873182007-01-12T16:52:00.000+06:002007-01-12T17:00:07.766+06:00

it's another day..so far have been good..actually pretty good..things are going really well at college..getting more closer to graduation...it's been a really wonderful two years that's coming to an end...all the guys and gals i met here and became friends are a part of me and they have become a part of my day..just to think even that we're going to go in different directions now is devastatng...

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well i'll just start with today....nothing really important tho'...but i still feel something missing...ok..so stop wondering what i'm talkin about..i'm just a girl of about 20 in college days away from my graduation...lots of things have been happening in my life for the last three years and they have made the person i am today...i don't wanna start saying that story but who knows maybe one day

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