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50 first thought!

1. I feel like doing some blogging.


2. This is a nice tag.

3. I had an awesome totally rocking day at DCC with friends!


4. I can't blv i was out for 10 hrs at a go!

5. I am waiting for a call.

6. Lifes fast!


7. I've realised that my choices are good!! :) be it watches or shoes or anything.

8. I have a headache and I need a panadol..

9. Should I take it>?>>

10. 50 is far, I am just on 10.


11. Why do some people tend to make life miserable for me, when in fact they are not even a part of my life???

12.I wanna go sumwhere.. i wanna travel again

13. I hav never enjoyed travelling this much before.


14. Missing you


15. I have to do loads tomo.


16. I am fasting tomorrow!


17. What if its very hot.

18. Me ankles hurting.. (wear more gladiators... :P)

19. This orange juice is awesum

20. Days have flown by, slowly, but still .. cant blv its 18th already!

21. I am thinking of one fabulous sehri that we will be havin inshaAllah soon!!

22. Life n death are sudden!

23. God is Great!


24. Memories are beautiful


25. M happy for my bruv. missing u 2 bhaiyya!!! :(

26. I have had so much fun bein the only sis.. not to mention ladli.. of the two of them..

27. I miss those bachpan ke din.

28. I miss standing between the two of my bros. for a pose..

29. And I miss the tantrum i created when i said i m not a kid to stand in the middle.. (when i was.. :P)

30. I thought they thought of me as mad when they used to call me Bubbly.. :D

31. My childhood was great.

32. All of a sudden i wanna be a kid.

33. I miss my lil ponytail.. n my sweet silk hair.

34. Will I .. wont I...

35. Fasted today, and it was easyyyy

36. Loneliness is a term of the past!

37. I love my baby self..

38. I shud put up a pic..

39. If i am boring u.. pls excuse!

40. i m on 40...

41. When I am done with this.. what I am i gonna do next???

42. Too much reading.

43.. I'll hav a small sehriii.. consisting of slims n fizz!!

44. Yeah, I got my Slims from Pakiland!! yahhooo.. thanks dude!

45. Though I aint that hungry!

46. I recently watched Ansoo on utube!

47. Plannin to watch other dramas as well

48. Nothign so good as watching ptv dramas 10 yrs old..

49. Do u remember Ansoo???

50. Do u remember Iman n Isha, i m in love with the namessssssss

Truly I am!!

There are few names I just love...n loveee
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Americanising Desi said…
the first thing the old ptv dramas reminds me of is TANHAYIYAAANNNN
Thu Aug 20, 08:10:00 AM
Americanising Desi said…
hey missy tagged again :D

http://whenhekissesher.wordpress.com/2009/08/22/my-obsessions-poured/
Sat Aug 22, 11:21:00 PM
Karachiite said…
Thanks AD..

oh yes, Tanhaiyyan n Ankahi..

the time I fell in luv with Zara n the name Zara!!

bygone days... miss them1
Sun Aug 23, 02:05:00 AM
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