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Its been a tiring sleep. I wake up to the mountains, relieved. Without realizing, I know that much of my Bhutan memories are coming back to me.
» Posted By Anjali On 08.20.2015 @ 2:12 am
five six seven eight
» Posted By Anjali On 01.15.2014 @ 4:49 am
There, he stood and presented his ultimate piece of work. Or so he hoped it would be, in the eyes of the audience that had waited for hours to see the curtain rise. It is quite hard to convince youself, as opposed to convincing subjects but he had finally accepted this on as quite worthy as presentation.
» Posted By Anjali On 12.10.2012 @ 1:21 pm
Farmers. when i was little. i had these denim overalls. i loved them.. but they were weird.. i didn’t know a lot of people that wore overalls but my mom made me wear them anyway. i was always so fascinated with the buckles and how they worked.. i was an easily fascinated child. I liked simple things. i still like simple things. only..things aren’t as simple anymore. now they’re all complex and frustrating and everything hurts. i want to go back in time. please. Someone take me back in time.
» Posted By Anjali On 07.07.2012 @ 9:41 pm
I met up with them and we proceeded to assemble in the Great Hall. Today was the day. It was actually happen. Would they hear our argument? Did we have a chance of winning them over? All these thoughts raced through my panicked mind.
» Posted By Anjali On 06.06.2012 @ 8:19 am
i was as still as a deer, frozen in headlights. i didn’t move. how did i get in this situation? everyone was looking at me. i couldn’t move, at all. “move!” bianca said to me, shoving me backwards into the lunch bar. i was covered in macaroni, and i felt humiliated.
» Posted By anjali On 10.28.2011 @ 10:11 am
wool is very soft and its used to make sweaters. its derived from sheep and it comes in many colours wool keeps you warm and also looks really good so u have the bet of both worlds ok that didnt make sense now what to type?
» Posted By anjali On 02.17.2011 @ 4:09 am
she writes them a thousand letters. letters that will never be sent. letters that will never receive that stamp. letters that will never carry her words to them, letters that will free her. she will carry them with her, always. they can never know the truth. she loves them more than life itself. it kills her, but she cannot stop. she cannot stop loving and she cannot stop writing. note to self: buy stamps.
» Posted By anjali On 12.13.2010 @ 6:24 pm
she writes them a thousand letters. letters that will never be sent. letters that will never receive that stamp. letters that will never carry her words to them, letters that will free her. she will carry them with her, always. they can never know the truth. she loves them more than life itself.
» Posted By anjali On 12.13.2010 @ 6:23 pm
a man smoked a cigarette on the street. a boy came and told him it was bad for his health and not a good thing to do. he said you are right i should stop and don’t you ever start to smoke either.
» Posted By anjali On 09.02.2009 @ 7:31 am
i already had this word. i know i’m growing every time i talk to you. i change. i can feel it. i know myself better because of you. i don’t know how to thank you for what you have done for me. do you realize how much i love you? how grateful i am that i met you? how much you’ve helped me? i don’t think you do. i don’t think you can.
» Posted By anjali On 07.21.2009 @ 5:27 pm
the outlet is very big
» Posted By anjali On 01.29.2010 @ 8:33 am
i love to play in the storage room.
» Posted By anjali On 01.28.2010 @ 9:10 am
fish never ever sink.
» Posted By anjali On 02.04.2010 @ 10:01 am
i love a little timing dont you?
» Posted By anjali On 02.02.2010 @ 9:07 am
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i have a timing on piano.
» Posted By anjali On 02.02.2010 @ 9:04 am