<?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-4056904483104088177</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:51:50.422-08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><title type='text'>__///Skywalker (ඩොලී)::.</title><subtitle type='html'>Its meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... Oh yaa loads of meeee</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-6418316661912967898</id><published>2009-02-01T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:50:49.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The long goodbye starts now... :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Whoa its been one hell of a ride these days.  Everything has happened since my last post.  Kind of confused right now.  Certain things shall be censored for obvious things from this post.  Given the fact of my dumb and foolish acts this blog ain't anonymous anymore.  So most people know who I am.  Darn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to the big topic.  I'll be off the island paradise in another 4 days...:'(  Yeah my visa got stamped for the great out back (Aussie).  So i thought of writing something now.  Of course most of my things are packed and I'm like jobless for the rest of the days.  Guess i'm heading for an emotional disaster.  Now i'm slowly starting to feel that feeling of loneliness which is slowly engulfing me in this strange bubble.  As i say goodbye to my friends one by one the hole widens in my heart as a wretched sinking feeling slowly sets in.  Guess this is what life is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the last couple of days or so has been like a dream ride.  My farewell party at mount beach was awesome!!! Got drunk with wings.  Smirnoff with vodka wasn't juz a good cocktail it made us all fly.  Was out of this world and hardly remember what really  happened.  So no point talking about it.  It was followed up with the India vs Sri Lanka match.  It was a sure blast.  Our players gav it a good fight till the end.  We may hav lost, but the atmosphere was juzt blasting.  Cricket matches juz rock the hell out of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time i posted about my B'day.  Well it was a total blast.  I somehow managed to balance all of my guest with a deal with the devil.  Any way it pulled off well.  hmm well had two day outs with my frnds.  One down south with bonnys frnds (chiks).  Had a lot of fun there with them in the beach.  The other one was a lunch in Kurunegala.   it was awesome too.  It was with sweet akkis gang.  Unfortunately she couldn't make it bcoz her mom was sick (hope she's alright).  Any way it was a really good day out.  Loved it all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh almost forgot.. haha One of ma frnds sisters wedding.  Omg how could I.  Let me juz say it was a booze wedding.  We all got drunk and danced the night away.  It was in the bluewaters and was filled with white chiks haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess the most important of stuff should come last. Wel I wont mention much about this for certain reasons.  But let me juz say that i confessed.  why now?  It's a bit puzzling for me too.  I really badly and frustratedly want her to feel good and hav a speedy recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point of views.....  Was so amazed at how lucky i hav such a good set of frnds.  I mean certain issues had made me think that how unlucky some people were when it came to friends.  Well then again those certain people of course ummm let me juz say I had a pretty good understanding about'em for some time.  And of coz there are these certain people no matter what we try to to pen there eyes they juz no only one thing.   And that's to close it as if they've not seen anything.  Then only I've realized my mistake.  That I've gone back to my old profile.  That of making people the way I think is right.  How fukin wrong I am.  To get involved in other peoples lives!!! fuk me!!  In defense of my self let me just say i couldn't just hide my opinion.   And of course I tried my best to keep it shut and then again these people just forced me into giving my opinions. This of coz is far away from the great matter i got involved.  Which of coz in that case I'm so happy.  I feel so light and really happy i actually did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it from me... over and out...&lt;br /&gt;ciao ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-6418316661912967898?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6418316661912967898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=6418316661912967898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/6418316661912967898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/6418316661912967898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2009/02/long-goodbye-starts-now.html' title='The long goodbye starts now... :&apos;('/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-6756585441116573971</id><published>2008-11-26T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:45:16.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dull unsophistacated and uncomplexed...That would be my life!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's like coming to this grim realization at the end of the day, after what ever said and done my life is still the same.  Nothing's changed.  I tried so hard to change me.  But it's not working.  The only thing which has changed is the point of view in which I look at the world.  A more matured point of view I wonder?? Hmm well I dunno.  So strange that I can't figure out myself after 21 years!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is so uncomplicated.  I don't have to think so hard to make decisions on my life.  And worst of them all it's so predictable(except for the exams).  Yeah my exams are like the only drama I get in my life.  Other drama, I create myself to appease myself.  And when all is done I reminisce about it and I like hav this feeling at the back of my head telling me " U did it for yourself mate".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my physique hasn't changed in ages.  Same old me!! My weight of coz hasn't budged from around (42-45)!! I'm a freaking walking skeleton!!  As astounding as it may sound.  It really bothers me.  I'm really worried about myself.  Hmm whining I guess now I am.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothings been wrong last couple of weeks.  I got through my exams.  Connected with my cousins after ages.  Met my friends.. OH and got sick!! I love that one i guess.  That's at least drama.  After once in a while.  I can talk about it.  I actually Wikipedia all my ailments and all the medicine I got.  It was so fascinating to learn about what u get and what u hav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a night out with some of my friends.  It was really cool.  Once in a while to booze out in the beach, in the night too.  Got a busy schedule coming up.  Got the colors night of the uni day after tomorrow.  And am so confused on what am I suppose to do with my B'day.  Coz the guest list seems to be a bit too big!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dunno These days am havn doubts abt some ppl.  Questioning there motives.  hidden agendas.  And i'm really striving to get answers about them.  What are these people really upto??  Who knows..... Over and out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-6756585441116573971?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6756585441116573971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=6756585441116573971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/6756585441116573971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/6756585441116573971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-so-dull-unsophistacated-and.html' title='Dull unsophistacated and uncomplexed...That would be my life!!'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-7763578163878924404</id><published>2008-11-19T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:53:21.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New me.... I guess... I wish.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well the transformaton is done i guess.  The profile change has taken it's effets on me lately.  Well I sort of feel it.  I love the more solitary life which i tend to have hated most time in my life.  It's seems to me that there's more to be discovered among yourself than in others.  And slowly I walk the path of rediscovering my self.  Distancing myself from society has been an integral part of my new profile change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well it's better to roughout whats's been hapening in the last few months.   As I'm Bloggin after a lapse of about 1-2 months.  Time flew by as fast as it could ever.  It was incredulously fast.  Well it had reasons to be so fast.  Of course the major fact been our project.  The semester long pain in our ass.  I sort of got through the project pretty fine, I guess.  And the experience was.... I dunoo, new?  it would be more of an overstatement to mention it as something new.  The people involved in it may be new but the work involved was certainly, bitterly and exhaustingly uneventful and had an air of been used.  Which if blamed should be upon my account, given the poor leadership qualities I have shown.  Although my team members may disagree on this fact I personally think I should rework my leadership skills in a major way.  Any how we managed to scape the project without that much of a hassale.  Well at the end enjoyed some innocent pride which poured in from some corner which made me feel quite good :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well thats just one aspect of my last few months.  The other one of course was the year end examination.  Well this was one exam that I actually did study a bit.  And today when I'm writing this entry I'm expecting results of this exam within the next 24 hours.  That's if SLIIT live's up to it's punctuality!!!  The exams was a mixture of exhaustion and unceratainty.  Coz the papers were designed in such a way that none of us were really sure about what we were about to expect.  We'll see that tommorrow. *fingers crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Of course the other major topic.  My travel plans to the great outback!!.  That would be Aussie.  It seems Sri Lanka is categorized as a level 4 country in the latest rankings put up by the Aussie Foreign Dep't.  Thats all shit coz that would only mean more restrictions on what we have to show!! An yway I got my offer lettter from the Uni. And I'm now waiting for the final results to show up.  And I'm so nervous about it as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And now for the people update.  Hmm... Well I got to know about this beautiful young lady whom I met from my project(think I mentioned earlier in another entry).  Actually I've known her since before the project but only the project made me get to talk with her and get to know her better.  And I saw a totaly different side of her.  I should say she one of the truely inspiring people I've ever known.  The past couple of months also shed some light about a few people I've known for some time.  Which only made me cement my stance on my new makeoverof my profile.  I mean I was startled at how oppurtunistic people were.  That for certain people friendship is a mere thing that can be played with.  How genuine they were?  What shady ulterior motives that they had to make friends with me.   How they handled certain isssues which were quite sensitive to me.  All these matters which I think lead to revaluate my point of view about these people.  When I saw them turn a blind eye towards some issues and act as if nothing has happened and wanted to justify their actions made me sick.  It's just that yet again I've trusted the wrong people at the wrong hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My Health is quite a worry for me these days.  As I've been hit my a multitude of ailments.  So I think I should get some slep tonight.  I'll continue this post tommorrow night hopefuly that is. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-7763578163878924404?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7763578163878924404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=7763578163878924404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/7763578163878924404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/7763578163878924404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-me-i-guess-i-wish.html' title='New me.... 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I wish.....'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-5130929502447758863</id><published>2008-09-20T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:13:03.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Departed, farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SNUvGLTj8HI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Fhf4Wg2v3AU/s1600-h/White-Flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SNUvGLTj8HI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Fhf4Wg2v3AU/s320/White-Flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248152723930738802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well life it is.... We are born for one thing. And that's death.  We all die one day, Juz that when it'll embrace us is the big question.  One of my friends (and relative) embraced it last week.  Which was a shocker which took me out of no where.  I was really taken back with this, Reminding me of how fragile life is.  Resistance is futile, juz that u Should do something to make it better and definitely not longer.  And I'm sure my friend had done all the things right to make his life better and not longer.  His untimely death was no means a thing to be sad about juz because how well and full he lived all his short life, would make it look as if he may have outlived most of the sinners in this world.  Only an angel can be even compared to this friend of mine who was truly good at heart.  Guess all good things have to come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What amazes me is that I can't think nothing he ever did to break someone or hurt someone.  How innocent and genuine he was.  I thought for myself that he never belonged here.  Guess this is natures way of balancing good and evil.   We sinners juz have to watch em all good men die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farwell my friend... May you attain Nirvana... Eternal bliss.....:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-5130929502447758863?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5130929502447758863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=5130929502447758863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/5130929502447758863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/5130929502447758863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/09/departed-farewwell.html' title='Departed, farewell'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SNUvGLTj8HI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Fhf4Wg2v3AU/s72-c/White-Flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-912372018193546691</id><published>2008-09-06T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T10:42:30.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhh..Not again...Hav  my excuses..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shit... I know it's been way to long for me to make a post.  But this time its for real. Moi really busy these days.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's the darn project that's ticked me off for good.  Its juz too much for an average 21 year old to handle.  Any way, where to start?  So much has happened the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm well I never thought I would have to mention about Jello here.  But yes I have to.  Some shit has happened and by now I guess its juz ok.  But juz to make a note I would have to mention wht really happened.  I got to know from Contession that jello has told her to ask something from me.  Hmm alrit whats this?  Well it seems this guy (I assume she's goin out with) had told her that I'm talkin bull about him.  * Screach to a break!! Whoa now hold on a sec.  What was that again?? Yep you heard me right.  What the fuck I hardly knows the guys name.  And I'm suppose to talk bull about him!!! Get a life pal I thouht for my self.  I actualy didn't even go talk with him.  It's his problem aight? He should come and talk with me.  He didn't come and talk either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the bull shit it's been all up and down.  Sigiriya ofcouse, the batch trip.  OMG juz was an awesome ime we had.   Juz blasted our selves.  ANd yeah no booze!!! U imagine that we juz blasted ourselves withput a single drop of alcohol.  So its possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my IELTS results.  Got thru it. But it seems my semester GPA has dropped drastically coz of my Imagincup endeavour......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project update... Submitted the proposal, the SRS and had our prototype presentation.  Well all of them were cool I guess.  Well I hope so.  I did screw some stuff  though as the leader.  Take full reponsibility for my actions.  But then again does it really matter.  Coz it want change anything would it?  ButI have to say that I have been working my ass off last few days for this so called project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLIIT is juz awesome as ever before.   Guess thats what really makes life roll.  I mean amidst all this chaos, downs and frustration the people who are really close to you they juz make u roll.  I'm so happy that I have a lot of people who can make me feel better when things ain't that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess thats my update after a long time.  Oh and have to say my bus ride's got a lot more eventful lately.  If u know what I mean ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-912372018193546691?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/912372018193546691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=912372018193546691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/912372018193546691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/912372018193546691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/09/ohhhnot-againhav-my-excuses.html' title='Ohhh..Not again...Hav  my excuses..'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-4486708371665985298</id><published>2008-07-08T09:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:40.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone revealed | Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SHOi1NdfKGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DZ4cKskAhEw/s1600-h/doubl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SHOi1NdfKGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DZ4cKskAhEw/s400/doubl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220695428082640994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, something juz made me forget about someone, which was pretty hard for me to do for sometime now.  And this someones true nature is so perplexing. It seems that people around this someone (I mean the people really close to this one) hardly knows of this persons double life.  I particularly sympathize on someone I know who trust this someone too badly.  And if this someone I know, gets to know about this I really don't know what this someone would do.  So let's just say I really don't know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure this will come out soon enough so that everyone would know.  Whats so strange is that I have no clue whatsoever for why this person is hiding this from the rest of the world?  Well then this someone may have their own reasons.  So may it be.  Well the someone I know who knows this someone thinks they know about this someone.  And I feel pity that this someone has betrayed the someone I know badly.  From what I know the someone I know cares a lot about this someone. And this someone has mislead them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired thanx to our projects.  Had to go out with my team to get information about the system that we are going to build.  Came back and started to work furiously on writing the project proposal.  It's a piece of shit.  Got to write our ass of to fulfill the needs of our dear beloved project lecturer.  Apparently who seem to be the most cursed person at SLIIT right now!  Anyway I'm dead tired frustrated yet so cool thanks to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-4486708371665985298?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4486708371665985298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=4486708371665985298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/4486708371665985298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/4486708371665985298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/07/someone-revealed-tired.html' title='Someone revealed | Tired'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SHOi1NdfKGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DZ4cKskAhEw/s72-c/doubl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-4331958391529336358</id><published>2008-07-06T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:40.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Responsibility || This is the reality check when it comes to responsibilites for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SHItO8LcliI/AAAAAAAAAHA/CDMPvx8jxPA/s1600-h/lead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SHItO8LcliI/AAAAAAAAAHA/CDMPvx8jxPA/s400/lead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220284652771382818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't think I've been this tired my life concerning my academic life.  The project has taken it's toll on me.  It seems not just the physical effort you put into it that counts.  But the mental stress you go through to get your act together.. This would have been a different story if I wasn't to be the leader.  But here I'm leading a bunch of strangers.  Well with leadership comes responsibility.  And it was a strange feeling for me when people were actually looking at me to guide them. They were expecting me to make decisions.  Not just decisions correct ones for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lead people before but this time circumstances were different. Different scenario altogether.  These people, I never knew them before.  And of cause except for a few most are average students.  So it's up to me to get this group straight and take it forward.  So may it be.  This feeling for the first time gave me goose bumps.  Was so uncomfortable to know that there isn't anyone else but it's just me. Darn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole weekend I was tired.  Had to visit several companies to check out projects.  And finally we found one.  Which is a leading cable company in Sri Lanka.  So it's crunch time.  We have to pull our selves together and beat the deadlines which seem to loom over us like huge black thunder clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my IELTS exams.  I really don't want to comment about it for the time being.  I'm so nervous about this project scene.  Simply because my decisions would be under the microscope.  And I'm feeling the heat.  Hope I'll do well just for the sake of me and my other fellow team members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-4331958391529336358?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4331958391529336358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=4331958391529336358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/4331958391529336358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/4331958391529336358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/07/responsibility-this-is-reality-check.html' title='Responsibility || This is the reality check when it comes to responsibilites for me'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SHItO8LcliI/AAAAAAAAAHA/CDMPvx8jxPA/s72-c/lead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-4588709762950493714</id><published>2008-06-30T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:54:22.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escapade to Dambulla</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright me back from Dambulla.  Ohh escapde?? Ya bit I guess.  Nut this wasn't really the escape that I had in my mind.  Well Haldummulla scars are yet to be healed.  Well it all started with a text message I recieved Friday evening from my best buddy saying he will show up.  Well I was pretty happy about it.  I mean come on was supposed to be the most boring outing.  I was dead tired when I showed up at uncle Basils place thanx for some all day cricket fiesta.  Ayomi akii was there and so was Russ.  Me my buddy, Ayomi akki and my sis all got into Russ's vehicle and we sped off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow we started getting calls from our parents asking us to  travel in tandem with there vehicles (in the middle!!) as soon as we tried to speed.  Well poor Russ had a nasty time controlling his emotions just hit the the peddle.   Well it was all fun inside the car with all of us cracking jokes and stuff.  Anyway the boring drive came into an end and here we are in Dambulla at a around 2.00 'o clock I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my buddy started off the with moving stuff. Darn it was messy.  And I was damn tired as well.   I went to sleep almost immediately.  The mosquito's gave me a hell of a time stinging and buzzing.  So it wasn't comfortable at all.  Rosa showed up that morning to liven things up.  Guess she too was bored with proceedings that day.  I mean it was juz below ordinary.  We were stuck inside this house with plenty of food to eat.  No alcohol and the great out doors were out of bounds for us. Thanx to our wonderful past records. Geez I just went three papaya trees away from the garden.  And bang fire alarms!! Mom dad uncles aunts all calling us to come back!! I was frustrated with my folks and was in a bit of a grumpy mood.  Guess  the Dambulla heat made it even worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was an utter waste.  I was so frustrated that I actually wasted a day which I could have made some money while having some fun, if I was at home.   Next day woke up.  And was so eager to get the hell out of that wretched place.  Anyway I guess Basil uncle was a bit upset(only person to even think about what we felt!!!) about us feeling so grumpy.  So he decided to take us to the pool.  Ya well that was awesome.  specially with the Dambulla heat.  And yeah it was time to get home.  Was so pleased.   And we drove back in Russ's car.  Met chinthsz on the way.  Was back from the Bradby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the real fun in this escapade?? Ya good queation.  Well at least I had my eyes off from a computer for 3 days straight.  And of coz hanging around with my favorite friends was reallly awesome. The food was juzt superb!! Loved it all the way.  Thanx to Nilanthi auntie.  Well the pool and thats it i ges.  The worst drive I've ever had  so nothing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO that was the great escapade.  Escapade I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-4588709762950493714?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4588709762950493714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=4588709762950493714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/4588709762950493714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/4588709762950493714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/06/escapade-to-dambulla.html' title='Escapade to Dambulla'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-8373684572608000559</id><published>2008-06-26T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:45:05.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Project!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was the third day of our second semester.  We got the message the previous night that our project groups have been announced.  And we were all nervous and our fingers crossed hoping our friends would click together.  The shuttle came late that morning so we were in a real hurry.  As for the fact that I had cut my earlier lecture which was suppose to be my 1st lecture, this was my first lecture.  So I was in a real hurry.  Still I couldn't resist the urge to have a peek on my project group.  I rushed into the notice board and had a look.  Feverishly searching for my name.  Clock was ticking and couldn't find my name.  So I went to the lecture.  Inside everyone was talking about the project groups.  I tried to see if anyone had checked my name.  I was shocked to hear that I was a standalone player in my group!!!! Noway. No friends? Well no one they knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so damn frustrated the whole lecture.  Was practically counting the seconds away till it was finished.  And bang I sped away from the lecture room to check the groups.  And I finally found my name on the list with the help from one of my friends.  I was going through my buddy list.  And gosh... There they were.  Some chiks I knew.  At last some one I know.  And my friends were true.  There wasn't anyone from our click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the only one I really know in our group was a girl from our batch.  Have to say she's really good.  And has a near 4.0 GPA.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I wasn't really all down with our group.  The other girl I knew was actually from batch 2.  Well lets juz say we used to text each other through the course web those days.  And this was the 1st time we actually met and talk.  Some other guys were there too.  Out of them there was only one person whom I knew properly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all my guess is that our group seem to be on the better side compared with what others had!  And I'm sort of looking forward to start off my project work too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this is really interesting.  I think I've mentioned about this woman in my blog long time back.  I had a crush on this particular woman.  Well I heard today that this woman was seen hanging around with this guy in a shopping mall.  Someone told me she was going out with a guy but this was the real confirmation.   Guess it should be curtains down on her..lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out this weekend with my parents and some friends.  Well &lt;a href="http://clifestory.wordpress.com/"&gt;C&lt;/a&gt; in particular.  My best buddy seem to be not  coming and I've got the feeling that this is going to be one of those boring weekend trips I've been.  I wander even if &lt;a href="http://clifestory.wordpress.com/"&gt;C&lt;/a&gt; would appear.  Gosh I'm going to hang on a return bus to Pettah and come back home if that happens!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-8373684572608000559?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8373684572608000559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=8373684572608000559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/8373684572608000559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/8373684572608000559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/06/project.html' title='Project!!'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-7642959038002617093</id><published>2008-06-24T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T09:41:26.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Cmon...moi that unimportant!!!!! WTF was I thinking!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok this sukzz.  Well it didn't start out that bad.  It all started with a friends B'day treat.  One of my friends who was going out with one of Jello's friends invited me and another friend of me to help them out in a project.  Thou I was a bit lousy getting into this given my previous experience I just thought it maybe for a good cause (Helping out).  Anyway my friend was all hyped up about this and I was dragged on to this.  Well I had the 1st ever meeting with a client in a bit of a professional level.  Well to be frank the only professional thing about our meeting was tea!!  Which our client bought us generously.  Jello wasn't there.  Heard she was inside a lecture.  Which obviously meant that these women were cutting lectures.  Couldn't really accuse them of anything thanks for the fact that I was cutting my lectures too!!! Anyway 4gt about those plastics.. All the while they were explaining this question they made remarks such as "Ane mei gollo hari shok ne..." "Hari sweet ane.." Was thinking to my self and was saying  "Ya my ass.." Plastics all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway our rendezvous with the plastics ended and we went off to play cricket.  Had an awesome time.  And the plastics even came to the field and got me a printed version of the question.  Well have to say one woman who was with'em didn't really suite be called a plastic.  So this particular team was made up with the 2 plastic chiks Jello and the other non plastic woman.  Guess she's organic or what ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was dead tired when I came back home but started doing the presentation.  And then only it struck to me that Oh no, this is damn hard.  I had to go through endless search pages read'em and simplify'em and write them in my own words.  Thank god we had Operating systems last semester which really helped me.  I was suppose to mail this presentation before 10.30 p.m to Jello.  well it was 10.15 and I still had about 5-6 slides left and none of the animations and effects were really finished.  Then one of the plastics called me up and told me to bring the presentation tomorrow morning.  I said ok and finished the Presentation some where around 12:30.  By the time I had dozed off a couple of times infront of the computer and my eyes hurt really badly.  And of coz &lt;a href="http://contessions-of-an-echo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Contession&lt;/a&gt; bugged me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then woke up in the morning when my phone rang, which displayed a land line no.  I was like WTF this early, who the hell is this.  Then I got the feeling that this might be one of the plastics.  And I answered.  My voice was all hoarse and my head was all turning.  Ohh it was Jello.  She had expected my mail last night and was checking whether I had mailed it.  And of course I hadn't.  So it happened and I got dressed and was off to SLIIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave the presentation in the morning.  Was juz me and Jello in the morning at the labs.  And I must have mumbled about ummm... 10 words all the while?  Ya I guess.  Anyway I gave it and after a while her friends showed up.  I gave a breif explanation about the show and retired to play ET with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then in the evening Contession came up and bugged me saying I got a call in the morning.  Was wandering..hmm how did she know?? and she told me that Jello got the no from her.  I didn't want to get bugged furthermore so I went off.  And then it got into my mind wait a sec Jello had called me several times before.  That was back when I did her 1st Presentation.  So why ask for my no?  Of coz I dunnno whether it was my right brain or my left brain which answered saying "Duh idiot she doesn't have it...And why the fuk should she ever have it...."  Reality check 1.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder why there was no reply from Jello for my new year wishes(embarrassing even when I recall it). Reality check 1.2.  Well it was the real story.  What was I thinking in the first place.  Who am I to even have a crush on some one like Jello? Skinny, small, piece of joke to  even think of some one like that?? duh! Reality check 1.3.  Thats when it all really struck me.   I wonder how many people really even know me seriously except for the fact that I'm a real piece of joke at SLIIT(For that fact my whole life time).  I always wandered what people thought of me.  How they sized me up.  How seriously they took my feelings, my opinions and of course what I care.   Most importantly how important I was for them as a person.  Well  a chain reaction  of thoughts just carried me to the ends of my personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact that a reality check is never easy for me.  I mean when was it easy?  Well this time around I felt really unimportant.  Anyway 2nd semester kikn off....Groups have been assigned for the projects.  And oh Boy I've got no idea who'll be my new team mates!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-7642959038002617093?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7642959038002617093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=7642959038002617093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/7642959038002617093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/7642959038002617093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/06/cmonmoi-that-unimportant-wtf-was-i.html' title='Cmon...moi that unimportant!!!!! WTF was I thinking!!!'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-4767479807885484589</id><published>2008-06-20T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:42.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My emotions simplified | Definitions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freakin awesome&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;best you can get out of me!!  I'm just over the moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SF0ErtCtCoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CsoCgU6X2To/s1600-h/hap_fac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SF0ErtCtCoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CsoCgU6X2To/s400/hap_fac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214329092436724354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  And I'm probably out of my senses too.  Usually this means I'm up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to anything.  Would also mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; dange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rous because usually this means I'm up to some mischieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reason for emotion&lt;/span&gt; :? Some achievement while playing, Seriously Drunk, Hanging out with ma friends and seriously gone crazy (the friends syndrome), Trying to show off(yeah s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ometimes I do that | usually to prove something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actions&lt;/span&gt; :? Loud laughter, Jumping around in differ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ent poses, Nothing to loose a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ttitude which result in various ac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ts of mischievousness, In short I'm flying a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nd carefree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jolly good : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is my normal chill out mood which I hang around with usually.  Usually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SF0EruasvoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/u9drCvStULE/s1600-h/hap_nor_fac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SF0EruasvoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/u9drCvStULE/s400/hap_nor_fac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214329092805803650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;has a smile.  Not always thou.  Sometimes it maybe just a smirk.  But I'm cruising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reason f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or emotion&lt;/span&gt; :?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Nothing too over pleasing. Just the normal day to day life's activities which I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; really enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actions&lt;/span&gt; :? Chirpy behavior, Most of the time I'm dreaming in this gear, imagining stuff about people and about me, Usually lot of stuff go into my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in this state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Serious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is when I'm either studying for my exams or encountered with a real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SF0Er2Q3JHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dd5-HxTA6uk/s1600-h/ser_fac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SF0Er2Q3JHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dd5-HxTA6uk/s400/ser_fac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214329094912025714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;problem that I've taken serious!! This is not that usual and hard to observe.  This mood can result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; in either jolly good or upset depending on the result of the activity I've indulged &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reason for emotion&lt;/span&gt; :? Studying, Encountered with a problem and I have taken it pretty serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ly ( now thats serious!!), decision making, thinking/planning my future(thats a very rare occ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;urrence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actions&lt;/span&gt; :? Usually my hand is some where in my face (mouth, forehead e.t.c),  I maybe wandering around looking clues from the environment, Scratc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; my head, fiddling with my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Flat : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When my emotion'o'meter is going up and down this occurs.  This means my positive moods are been negated by my negative moods and vice versa.  This usually m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SF0ErbAHhvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Ns8-QmFLZU4/s1600-h/flat_fac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SF0ErbAHhvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Ns8-QmFLZU4/s400/flat_fac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214329087594039026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rough times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;son for emotion&lt;/span&gt; :? Happy times or bad times with both of them in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actions&lt;/span&gt; :?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I go all smug sometimes but i can squeeze a laugh or 2.  This doesn't occur that often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Upset :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This ain't good.  Somethings wrong.  Occurs when I'm not happy over something.  Not the best of moods.  May be a touch aggressive too. CHIK PROBLEMS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SF0Er33As-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/dnoP7q_ZeGg/s1600-h/up_fac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SF0Er33As-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/dnoP7q_ZeGg/s400/up_fac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214329095340471266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reason for emotion&lt;/span&gt; :? Usually when i disagree over something, wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;en expected result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;s don't come out from a certain activity, when someone mistreats me, demean or act disrespectfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actions&lt;/span&gt; :? A bit pissed sometimes, talks less, thinks a lot, don't get things into my head that quickly or it never actually happens, Smug face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Super upset : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OH boy this isn't good at all.  well for a fact this is very rare.  Actually I can recall all most all the moments I've been in this mood my whole life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SF0Fva3HJKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4lhHrOwIh4I/s1600-h/sup_up_fac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SF0Fva3HJKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4lhHrOwIh4I/s400/sup_up_fac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214330255787369634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's that rare and hardly occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reason for emotion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:? Well this when I'm really hurt by some one or something.  I'm not that good when it comes stuff regarding my mom and partings.  So usually this is either one of them.  Other than that when I breakup with my friends too I feel this bad but usually it's upset.  Then again when a shocking failure comes up I get super upset.  Sometimes when I'm shaken by something this happens too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actions &lt;/span&gt;:? Hardly talks, thinks the whole time, become solitary away from the hustle, Have my eyes glued at the same spot for a really long time, my thoughts are not clear and the things that I get from the outside gets a hell of a lot of time to be processed, my reflexes are really slow and concentration levels are really down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So that's my array of emotions.  The moment I'm writing this entry I'm in a jolly good mode.  Who knows maybe I'll juz go freakin awesome or upset in another second!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-4767479807885484589?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4767479807885484589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=4767479807885484589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/4767479807885484589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/4767479807885484589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-emotions-simplified-definitions.html' title='My emotions simplified | Definitions'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SF0ErtCtCoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CsoCgU6X2To/s72-c/hap_fac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-947063346044655345</id><published>2008-06-19T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:42.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What?? Stopped Vectoring!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmm... Well I've figured &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;out by now the best thing I can do in my life is Vectoring. Which I was so into and well which I seem to have aced a bit.  But yep I quit vectoring.  Don't know why but i juz felt so. For how long I'll stay out of Vectors?  Who knows....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway last couple of weeks were like going on sle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;igh ride.  Up and down.  Had my exams.. All 4 on the trot!! DUH!! WTF  what was the Sliit admin thinking??  I was soo tired depressed and overwhelmed by all of that exam bullshit.  Anyway its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to say last 3 or 4 weeks partying was the name of the game.  Had an awesome time jumpin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;g form one party to the other.  B'day treats and juz pure fun partying.  Well the most interesting outing was with ma Maldivian freinds.   Who c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ame over to Sri Lanka to watch the SAAF finals between India and Maldives.  Apparently Maldives beat us in the Semi Finals 1-0.  I got the call to come over and join them.  But had no idea where we were going.  Only when I got into the car that i figured out we were headed to the match!!!! And wallah we were there and only when I went in I figured that The other side was actually India!!!hahaha  The atmosphere was cracking!!! Over 4000 maldives had apeared in Sri Lanka juz to watch the match.  And all of'em were her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SFp2ZlxI6ZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/n1UqBh4YztA/s1600-h/DSC00978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SFp2ZlxI6ZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/n1UqBh4YztA/s320/DSC00978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213609700641794450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e.  OMG the live music(there version of papare)  And the chiks!!!! Oh yeah.. Maldivian chiks rule.  Anyway met our friends and cheered for Maldives and they won.  Oh shit these guys like broke into a fervor when the actual goal was scored and it kept on like that till they got the cup.   No partying that day.  They had there own party with there fellow count&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rymen.  Next day we f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ixed a time and we met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; again.  Thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;s time at Trans Asia.  Had an aweso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;me time there.  Surprised my frnds wife on her B'day and was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poson came and we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nt.  Had some fun with dansal...hehe.   All these days I've been playing cricket like hell.  Oh feel so good.  What could be better than going out in the sun and playing some good old cricket.  So awesome!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some one said I should put up a job as a counselor.  Well yeah I've been listening to people.  As I mentioned before I'm a people person.  I love people.  But I feel a bit hurt when I hear how cruel people can be. Juz sick!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway...Im really enjoying life these days.  Waiting for my next semester to kick off.  WoW how awesome can that be.  A bit nervous about my exam results.  Got my IELTS exams next 5th too.  Oh and Basil uncles here from Italy.  May go out somewhere.  Not sure whether I'm going thou. Sister havn exams and all.  Hope at least I can get thru. Darn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot to look forward to.  Hope everything goes fine...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-947063346044655345?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/947063346044655345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=947063346044655345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/947063346044655345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/947063346044655345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-stopped-vectoring.html' title='What?? Stopped Vectoring!!!!!'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SFp2ZlxI6ZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/n1UqBh4YztA/s72-c/DSC00978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-5813339701225601465</id><published>2008-05-24T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:42.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flat :-|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ya its flat.:) It's not fine nor its bad.  So it's flat.  Had some awesome times with my friends.  Attended a lot of parties.  Ya loads of them.  And I shaved my head!!! lol.  Feel a lot more lighter.  There were odd days I felt a bit down for some certain reasons.  Things that made me remind me of my past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SDhnqBTX7kI/AAAAAAAAAFw/c5hemFbheDM/s1600-h/ps-iloveyou-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SDhnqBTX7kI/AAAAAAAAAFw/c5hemFbheDM/s320/ps-iloveyou-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204023341028470338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well one in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ciden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;t was when I watched this movie.  Well I watched dozens this past month or 2!!  The one I mentioned was "P.S I Love You".  Starring Hillary Swank and Gerard Butler.  Was awesome, all the while painful.  It made me think of Jello.  Why? Well I don't know.  But the film was superb.  But it made me think a lot.  And that made me a bit gloomy for a certain period of time.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y Renatacoder life was also kicking off.  Got some bids accepted.  And got the money too.  Also had a client signing me off with private auctions;-) . This is really cool.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My facebook time has a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lso drastically dropped.  I really didn't have that much hype to really goof around facebook anymore.  This would mainly account to the fact that I hardly indulge my self in Fightclub.  My favorite application in facebook. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all these days I learned a lot from someone.  Well she's been through a lot.  And some stuff I really don't think she deserves at all.  And when I hear them I really think how cruel people can be when it comes to relationships.  When I hear all these stories she  has gone through I was like, geez I seriously lack drama in my life.  She has poured a great part of her experiences to me.  And from what I heard I also got to know how women think.  Sometimes they are just over conscious about stuff.  Relationships are based on trust.  And people should know to trust each other.  I think this is the main reason why relationships collapse.  Anyway she's a wonderful woman and I'm glad to have conversed with her about all her lives adventures.  And it's good to know there's always someone whom I can turn on when things just go horribly wrong. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course there's this characters I have met long ago but failed to judge who they were and now slowly appearing in bits and pieces who they are what they do and there agendas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This person I'm reffering to is a close friend of mine.  Has his own agenda to get to the top.  And would sacrifice anything on his way to achieve it.  Very social.  Can get around anything with his pep talk.  And is also a pervert.  He's got his own woman (who is a pretty innocent and short sighted woman, also has a poor judgment on people whilst can be fooled very easily) and plays around with many woman who I know and is desperately trying to catch some more birdies I know.  Well this ain't my business.  So I would not wish to speak further about this person.  But I can hardly blame him.  For he is a genius of his own trait.  So may it be.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to Katharagama with my family.  Well it was boring.  But also made me wander what people do.  I mean there beliefs and how they act upon them.  Deities who we worship.  Well I don't see anything wrong with that, just that how they worship them is my point of argument.  I really don't see any point of offering fruits and money to deities.  For what lord Buddha has preached is once you do any work of merit  just think that some of these merit that we've done belongs to the deities.  Thats it.  Thats what the deities want.  Well the best part of the trip was the drive.  Whoa awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So It's been like this for some time now. A lot of thinking, observing and listening.  Hardly any actions.Thanx for the fact that it's holidays. I'm on the process of revamping my character.  I want to change it!!!!   But have to start studying for my exams.  Which will kick off some where around the 6th of June.  So a lot ahead.  And of course the 6 finalists have been announced. Nope we ain't there.  But we are just keeping our fingers crossed in been selected for the top 20 at least.... hope fully :) It's over and out.........&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-5813339701225601465?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5813339701225601465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=5813339701225601465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/5813339701225601465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/5813339701225601465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/05/flat.html' title='Flat :-|'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SDhnqBTX7kI/AAAAAAAAAFw/c5hemFbheDM/s72-c/ps-iloveyou-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-857179385759298178</id><published>2008-05-03T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:50:32.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's une superbe vecteur de gelée</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ya its a magnificent Vector of Jello! Hmm ya I did another Vector of Jello.  Thought keeping it for myself this time.  Except for the very few.  It was awesome.  1205 layers, 36 hrs, 1/2 a coke bottle, one full EGB and thats what u get.  What was I thinking??? No idea just did it.  Wasn't overwhelmed after  finishing it.  Well i guess it filled up my emotions when it wasn't going that good.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What wasn't going that good?? Imagine cup. We screwed up big time!! The Game didn't turn out the way we wanted.  We couldn't get a proper map done due to some errors in our collisions.  So we were all down in the final 48 hours before submitting.  So i turned to good old vectoring to fill me up.  And it did.  Nothing was really happening these days.  Was totally committed to our game and my vector.  Didn't even eat properly.  My sleeping pattern was in a disarray.  Sleeping at odd times and staying up till about 4'o 'clock in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hoping to get back to normalcy in the next couple of days.  Had  a rendezvous with jello the other day.  Wow! i have blocked her alright.  Geez couldn't even look at her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;straddling along this strange path I've found.... I'll juz go on.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4056904483104088177-857179385759298178?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/857179385759298178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=857179385759298178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/857179385759298178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/857179385759298178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-une-superbe-vecteur-de-gele.html' title='it&apos;s une superbe vecteur de gelée'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-3671580545234109838</id><published>2008-04-30T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:42.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Imagining.....:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SBjEMUoEiYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Hgp-Iga-MZQ/s1600-h/page_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SBjEMUoEiYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Hgp-Iga-MZQ/s320/page_logo.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195117886146120066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well things have changd?? I dunno may b it has.  Wow is this the 1st time I'm not bloggin about a gal? lol ya i guess so.  Well i guess my jello has gone for good.  Traces of her still lingers in my head when ever i see her.  But I think it's all gone for good.  To be frank this is what's happening around.  I just can't face her anymore.  so I just blocked her away.  It feels bad, but in a way good :-(. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Any way lot did happen.  Imagine cup Sri Lanka final were held this week.  Got inviited there.  We were supposed to do a presentation.  And we worked our asses off.  Day and night.  Some of my friends even came over to my place to finish the presentation. And it was 3 in the morning when we all went to sleep.  But all in vain when this organizer just came in and said you are guys ain't doing it due to some screw up in our agenda!!!Oh screw u damn it!! Oh shit come on dud we skipped our exams for this shit!! And i paid 1500 for the taxi!!! We were so pissed and helpless and all fucked up.  I felt like sabotaging the whole function by doing some crazy shit!!!  Anyway got the certificates for the 2nd round qualification.  And that was pretty good coz it was from  MICROSOFT.  And we all expected them to throw away free x-box's to us.  Coz we were like the only 2 teams from Sri lanka to make the finals.  But we only got 2 tea mugs that was it.  So good for our X-box dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As I said before we skipped our examinations for the grand finale. We have to submit our game on the 2nd of may and the finalists will be announced on the 24 th of May.  I badly hope that we would get through.  It will get us free tickets to France and to stay there for about a week.  It would be amazing if it happens.  Just keeping our fingers crossed.  Coz we did a good job in our game.  We used some real cool graphics and the game play seem to be really cool.  the only problem I have is that our game play's relevance to the Imagine cup theme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I think i should give some insight into our game.  It takes place in the future (year 3008).  Some horrible invention has gone wrong and is now ended up in a mess where thee things called Mechs have over taken us humans.  And the game is all about the fight back.  Where we have to preserve the nature and fight back.  Whilst the Mechs eat up all the vegetation and any living being.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well it's still raining on and off.  But its damn hot too.  I've lik been away from social life for some time now.  At home doing my game all the time.  And my social life has been replaced by a virtual life.  IM, Facebook, textin, etc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;One of my cousins back here in Sri lanka. Staying for a shrot while.  They all came to our place for a small dinner.  And my cousins wives sister showed up too.  She's just gorgeous.  I just loved every moment she was there. All right what's wrong of admiring some one who's truly gorgeous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Thats all i guess for now.  Whos knows what's next in line for me.  I'll post some screen shots of our game too :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-3671580545234109838?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3671580545234109838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=3671580545234109838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/3671580545234109838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/3671580545234109838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-imaginingd.html' title='I&apos;m Imagining.....:D'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SBjEMUoEiYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Hgp-Iga-MZQ/s72-c/page_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-4883838063824113649</id><published>2008-04-14T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T03:24:02.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After Sometime..... Ya I know. Wow lot has happened and gone.  I level of self realization is at it's peak i guess.  Well where to start.  As usual my life evolved around a girl last couple months.  Sometimes it makes me think that I 'm some sort of a pervert!!!! But it's me I guess it's natural for a man to have feelings about the opposite sex.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Alright this particular person, I call her Jello.  I don't know where it came to me.  It sort of rhymed with the word Hello.  You know like hello jello.  Sounded nice. This woman, I wrote on my last blog, well a small introduction.  Not much of an introduction more of my feeelings and how i coped with it.  Yeah i was surprised how far i have matured with my emotions!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;No point talking about my emotions any more, let me go on with the story. Stuff happened.  Well as in my last post i never wanted to express my feeling towards Jello.  Due to the simple fact that I couldn't do it.  Didn't have the guts.  But i expressed what I felt within myself.  One way I Did so was by creating a vector of her. I sneaked out a picture of her from one of my friends and I drew it. Heres the link of my vector: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://aroxzz.deviantart.com/art/Someone-80659001"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Jello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Took me 3 days to complete it.  But half way through I sort of realized my pointless creation of this art.  But, well lets juz say it wasn't half way through.  Because most of the art was finished. Anyway I stopped.  Well lets say this creation got into the wrong hands.  One of ma friends saw this and instantly figured out some thing fishy was going on.  And boom he went on to tell her that i had a crush on her!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Fuck....  Well I was like... WTF!!  I made myself clear from the start that I wont even make an attempt to express my feelings coz I juz can't do it.  And now what had I got myself into. Well that's not the best part.  Next day night was chatting with her cuz on msn only to hear this. Jello had told her, "Ask 'dollz (a.k.a me)' to stop havn a crush on me"!!! Dump??? no way!!!  I didn't ask her out right? So I wont call it been Dumped.  But, I was confused.  What was I supposed to do?? Scream? Get upset? or juz say 'so what ?' But I had one feeling boiling in my guts.  It was embarrassment *blush.  I'm blushing now while I'm typing.  Next day I found it really hard to come face to face with her!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So what did I do?? I had to erase her out of my mind.  Yeah thats what I did.  Forget it.  Unfortunate though.  I enjoyed juz keeping her in my mind but now it was way out of control.  So I juz gave up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well it's rainig these days and raining hard.  Got invited to the imagine cup Sri lanka finals.  Shit scene is we are having our exams next week!! Damn! Cya soon..ciao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-4883838063824113649?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4883838063824113649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=4883838063824113649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/4883838063824113649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/4883838063824113649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/04/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm..'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-2614621714896191530</id><published>2008-02-24T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:43.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW...is my heart skipping a beat or what????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wow.....1st of all Sliit has changed and it has changed a lot...Its the time of the freshers. New faces all around.  Got some cool faces here and there.  Ya Sliit is surely going through that kind of period.  More like a blooming season.  Mid terms juz finished and it's pretty much fun. Things have changed with me as well. So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well first of all I started my ielts course at Acbt. Which i didnt realy find so interesting. But i did meet some cool friends there of coz with exception of ma two best buddies at sliit.  Some elder chiks we got to meet there who seem to be quite cool. Anyway more than what we learn there this was more of an escapade for all of us from the weeks busy buzzin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/R8G3QUcHFPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/t5sPXVMRmWI/s1600-h/meet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/R8G3QUcHFPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/t5sPXVMRmWI/s320/meet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170615338190443762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;At the start of the year once the freshers were all over the place we were like on our toes. I mean it was like as if we were fed up seeing the same face over and over again.  And as usual some people juz homed in the chiks like vultures!!! And of coz competition was high and so was the stakes.  It was pretty funny observing people on there strange mating habits.  How people tried different ways to attract the opposite sex!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once in my life i really did have a clear estimation of my abilities and made a wise decision.  As of my history would suggest i suck in expressing my feelings towards the opposite sex.  I don't know if its my guts or my self confidence that should be blamed for this. But anyway thats the HARSH COLD TRUTH!!!  So this time without breaking my heart into another thousand pieces I decided its best for me too keep my feelings at bay and juz sit it out.   like any other time even this time one single female was isolated inside my stupid brain.  But this time it as different coz i had my feelings under control and when i think of it i have immense personal satisfaction on me.  Ya she's cool. May be she's the perfect match!!  But i ain't gonna find out. Let time decide what is best for me or if anything is real good for me.  So I've changed i don't fall in love for no reason now.  And i'm so happy about it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of coz the big news. Me and my team is through to the imaginecup second round!! oh yaaa we r!!! whoop whoop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there isn't much change in my life other than my emotional changeover which I think is for my own best.  And of coz I'll make it a point to write here pretty frequently....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 46px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-2614621714896191530?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2614621714896191530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=2614621714896191530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/2614621714896191530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/2614621714896191530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2008/02/wowis-my-heart-skipping-beat-or-what.html' title='WOW...is my heart skipping a beat or what????'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/R8G3QUcHFPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/t5sPXVMRmWI/s72-c/meet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-8111981042571910166</id><published>2007-12-27T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:43.303-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>After a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/R3PXAfHP5lI/AAAAAAAAAFU/W3CQUWrpKfo/s1600-h/cartoon_calendar.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/R3PXAfHP5lI/AAAAAAAAAFU/W3CQUWrpKfo/s320/cartoon_calendar.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148695202366482002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well its been like 6 months b4 i posted any thing. Well i thought of starting my blog again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Things have changed all right.  Met friends, failed exams, passed exams e.t.c ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Country has changed as well....My favorite past times has also changed.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok lets start from some where....hmm.....Well big news I've completed my 1st year at uni.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Passed all 5 subjects and i'm rollin ahead on to the second year...And of coz as expected i failed ma cima exams ....This time 2 subjects....:-(....Well in the brighter side of life I quit Cima at least its over....At last i guess a nightmare is over......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've met a lot of people. Well friends u could say. Had some fun times. But had my ups and downs here and there. Mainly I was damn depressed wen i was stuck inside my home...Caged bird . No where to fly I was really lonely. For a moment I wish I had a girl...;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway got through those rough patches mainly bcoz of ma frnds. Hanging around them made me feel at ease. Well the other big news was my mom and sis went abroad. India actually. For 10 days. It was juz me and dad all 10 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I started badminton and chess at sliit..lol. Well seems to be interesting. And my chess moves, well forget about it, it would take me at least another 10 games before I regain my sight....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well I'm not taking any of my games that serious. Just playing for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite pas time has changed to Fight club. Well its an application inside &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/"&gt;facebook. &lt;/a&gt;Spends a lot of time there hanging around killing time. I've been spending awful lot of time in front of the computer lately. Well i have to say my life is starting to become really dull. Lately i have been reminiscing about my life how it has been and how it shall progress. Sometimes i feel really lonely&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel a touch a helpless when that happens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sumthing did happen. lastweek i got lost in the mountains for my vacation. Well with family and friends. My friends cousin was there. Whom I thought was really cute. Well when the trip ended it wasn't like before. Something had happened. Coz i knew for sure while we were there something had happened between us. I was damn confused and i didn't know what to do. So i juz let it be. But when i came home only i knew that something was missin...And that was dreadful. I knew for a fact that i wont meet her anytime soon. And that thought was awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused. I'm having an emotional breakdown. Too many emotions criss crossing my brain!!! And i dont know what to hope for......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 41px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-8111981042571910166?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8111981042571910166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=8111981042571910166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/8111981042571910166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/8111981042571910166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2007/12/after-while.html' title='After a while'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/R3PXAfHP5lI/AAAAAAAAAFU/W3CQUWrpKfo/s72-c/cartoon_calendar.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-7198447809308703269</id><published>2007-07-31T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:43.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All shit!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rq9A57notaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eziuI_kl79Y/s1600-h/cima.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rq9A57notaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eziuI_kl79Y/s320/cima.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093361067579979170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This CIMA shit was something that I wanted to stop way back.  But my parents persisted that I should be doing it and now I have the repercussions in my hand!!!!! Failed both the subjects I did last time!!!!! One subject I knew would have failed before I even sat for the exam.. The other one was what I really hoped I would pass.....But oh shit I've failed it by a whisker juz 3 marks....And the money juz gone down the drain!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mid term exams are coming around the corner.  And pretty busy these days.... And my angel that I'm going after well it's still like that nothing new about it..Still couldn't muster the courage to go and speak to her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An issue rose regarding a posting in the forum @ SLIIT where I got into a row with one idiot who couldn't take the idea of freedom of speech!!!! That bugger was juz attacking one of ma friends who had posted a useful link, which was appreciated by a lot of our fellow students there..... And I joined forces with ma friend and started the row.  And after several postings the guy was humiliated from his head to toe.  And the fellow students also get into the act by posting there support...  The guy was so humiliated that I got the information from one of my friends that this guy was searching for us to hammer us and to cover up his humiliation... Both my friend and me was freaked out for sure, coz this guy was actually 2 years senior than us.  I don know whats the situation about that guy now, but I'm not sure whether he's given up the search or if he's still on the look.  All the same I'd hope he's given upppp!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on rollin.... This kind of lull has set on ma life it seems... I don know it's strange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 40px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-7198447809308703269?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7198447809308703269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=7198447809308703269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/7198447809308703269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/7198447809308703269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2007/07/all-shit.html' title='All shit!!!!!!'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rq9A57notaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eziuI_kl79Y/s72-c/cima.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-6266190563538430929</id><published>2007-07-21T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:43.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White flags.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RqIw5rnotZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tVS9VFG1fwY/s1600-h/223764530_58b2510cc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RqIw5rnotZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tVS9VFG1fwY/s320/223764530_58b2510cc2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089684296401728914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sad times..My grandma's elder sister died and had to attend the funeral today.  One thing that I've figured out about me is that I find it very hard to cope up with partings.  When some one leaves there's this sudden emotional rush that I get.  Although I do my to best stop the tears, emotionally I find it very hard to face them. This person who died knew me well. But of course she was living very far, so we hardly met.  But still today I got that emotional rush which I find very strange.  Mainly because I know that I'm not that sensitive in a lot of matters.  Although I have to say that I have certain matters I find myself very sensitive.  I guess this one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can remember when I was 13 years old my mom went abroad.  Just for a month to visit her brother in Aussie.  I guess she knew that I would find it hard to face the fact that she's leaving for a month, and both my parents lied to me that she'll be off for some conference and will be back in a short time.  But when I found out that she was actually gone abroad I wept my eyes off.  Again after 3 or 4 years she went abroad but this time she told me.  That time of coz I was older and I fought back my tears.  Even then tears were imminent. Now I guess I'm out of that ordeal.  But still I find it hard to face some one parting from this world!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The thoughts that run through my mind's pretty complex at that sort of time.  I mean, I get this sudden realization about life that it's not permanent.  And how I'd cope if it would've been some one who I really knew well?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;One things for sure life's not permanent.  The only thing thats permanent is change.  Thats how life is.  But we are still humans and for that fact, according to my beliefs we are yet to attain nibbana for then only we'll lose all this stupid feelings and come into a state of self realization.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-6266190563538430929?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6266190563538430929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=6266190563538430929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/6266190563538430929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/6266190563538430929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2007/07/white-flags.html' title='White flags.....'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RqIw5rnotZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tVS9VFG1fwY/s72-c/223764530_58b2510cc2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-348634828313331871</id><published>2007-07-17T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:43.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Inverse!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rpzn8n_HN5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/NhnD7s4TK1w/s1600-h/praneethl%40yahoo.com+%28269%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rpzn8n_HN5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/NhnD7s4TK1w/s200/praneethl%40yahoo.com+%28269%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088196707733682066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; juz the opposite of the previous week......Every things juz changed upside down.  Well overall it was a real good week.  Compared to that shit week I had before.  Well 1st things first. It was the "GET".  It was juz fun from the word go. Got really wasted that night. And partyed till ma legs were numb.  Chiks were all over the place.   Both from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sliit and from outside.  And of coz ma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;chief guest crush was there too.She looked really nice in a saree... Was gleaming off the crowd for me!!!!  But as usual I couldn't get my self together and go ask her out.  Well can be excused for the fact that the crush is juz a week or 2 old but the atmosphere and the event was surely made for the occasion.   Nywayz other than that had the time of ma life over there.  But the guys who did the dj sukd to the max.  Poor music and sounds was a real glitch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nyway the crowd and the attitude of the ppl made it goin real fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well now lets see the opposites.  Last week this particular girl was gonna be there in my cima class which was real annoying thing for me.  But all of a sudden she has dropped the subject and that worry is sort of over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last week I was sorta blooming with my new found crush.  But this guy who use to be one of my friends was actually having a go at her.  The shit was that this particular guy is actually from her same batch and is actually quite a good friend f her.  Now this would only spell one thing and that's "B.U.L.L...S.H.I.T".  I'm sorta out of sorts  these days.  Coz this guy actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rpzw8X_HN-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/iaiW3L7KknU/s1600-h/wor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rpzw8X_HN-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/iaiW3L7KknU/s200/wor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088206599043364834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; knows me having a crush on this gal, and things aren't that good between us.  Although we talk and smile face to face things aren't good inside.  I don knw what should I do...Shoud i juz giv way for him and CRUSH MY CRUSH?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don knw...... But if somethings gonna happen, it's gonna happen pretty soon.  But there's something that I know pretty well, and that's CHIKS AND ME IS SOMETHING WORLDS APART.  I've never found myself comfortable with this matter at any point of my life.  Juz that I can make friends pretty easily, but can't get myself together to go the distance!!!!  So I'm not having very high hopes in this issue aswl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These kinda stuffs pretty usual for me so I don't get depressed or fall mentally when sumtn goes wrong.  Juz that I pick myself from the place where I fell and move on, not correcting myself though.  For if I did, these things wouldn't have been repeated!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-348634828313331871?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/348634828313331871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=348634828313331871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/348634828313331871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/348634828313331871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2007/07/inverse.html' title='Inverse!!!!'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rpzn8n_HN5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/NhnD7s4TK1w/s72-c/praneethl%40yahoo.com+%28269%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-6839706938683865394</id><published>2007-07-11T08:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:44.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really f***ed up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RpT-X5XgMnI/AAAAAAAAADU/MQI3CmFnfyI/s1600-h/coughnsneeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RpT-X5XgMnI/AAAAAAAAADU/MQI3CmFnfyI/s320/coughnsneeze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085969565697978994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not the best of times for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Was sick for over a week.  Now, I'd sorta forgot getting sick(Last time I was sick this bad was over a month ago).  And this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;was a real bitter experience.  Coughing in the middle of the lecture snoozin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;g mucus all over the place.   Hardly able to breath from both nostrils.  Oh and those painful headaches, Juz shit.  And to put some icing on the cake I also had a bad stomachache and found myself vomiting in the middle of the town!!!!  Had to ask for help from some one to catch a trishaw to get home  coz my stomach was really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hurting!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So obviously with all that drama going around I found myself going through what I would like to call a painful and "wet(mucus)" period.  And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; of coz there were some developments in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; @ SLIIT.  All of a sudden i found my self in the middle of a flowering crush with a gal who I use to know when I was very young.......  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RpT_W5XgMoI/AAAAAAAAADc/fTCreyXkWTs/s1600-h/inlove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RpT_W5XgMoI/AAAAAAAAADc/fTCreyXkWTs/s320/inlove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085970648029737602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well to be frank I met her in a class where all of my colleagues were drooling over her....... Wow how things come around!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some shit was also developing with gals for me.  Theres this slut named B*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;*****.  Who I knew when I was doing my A/L's and wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;o was actually one batch senior to me.  The story goes on to develop that this particular gal actually got caught kissing the guy who was marking the cards at this particular place.  Any how which resulted in getting her fired and her been involved in a relationship with this guy which i suspect is still going on.  She also was responsible for nearly 2 affairs inside SLIIT which ended up in ruining the life of a real inn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ocent guy who had big prospects in his education........&lt;br /&gt;Any way I don't think she had any idea of me being in the same class where that particular incident happ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ened.  But she was also following cima classes which also was the same place where I was studying at that time.  But weekend.  I use to talk little with her @ SLIIT, knowing the character.  But things changed all of a sudden when she asked me my cima books which for some unknown and s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RpUBqpXgMqI/AAAAAAAAADs/V9uHfMs7cg4/s1600-h/damn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RpUBqpXgMqI/AAAAAAAAADs/V9uHfMs7cg4/s320/damn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085973186355409570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;trange reason was not with her!!!!! I gave them and there still wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;h her....  All right I d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;on need them o anything.  But then I changed my cima institute.  And then this particul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ar gal was showing huge interest about my new place..... And out of the blue moon she also changes her classes to the same institute which I was following Cima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This is shit coz this is the only place where i have been studying properly coz there's hardly any friend of mine there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;No friends + no talk = Studying!!!&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;One slut + lot of talking = Failing!!!!( wasting a lot of money)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not juz failing coz hanging around with her would mean a lot more aswl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh man I juz got no idea of getting out of this shit...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I could get things straight so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;on or I'll end up in stepping inside quick sand!!!( no where out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 44px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-6839706938683865394?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6839706938683865394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=6839706938683865394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/6839706938683865394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/6839706938683865394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2007/07/really-fed-up.html' title='Really f***ed up'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RpT-X5XgMnI/AAAAAAAAADU/MQI3CmFnfyI/s72-c/coughnsneeze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-5261285073797974593</id><published>2007-06-25T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:44.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Identity crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well now this is really strange.  For the first time in my life I'm sort of feeling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rn_x9MNnQkI/AAAAAAAAADE/ThuZQFYBEss/s1600-h/confused1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rn_x9MNnQkI/AAAAAAAAADE/ThuZQFYBEss/s320/confused1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080044938249847362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;isolated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  This is really weird.  Coz I'm feeling this in the most strangest of the places.  It'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;s at SLIIT.  Where I've met with a serious problem of picking my friends. This is really strange coz all this started with one of my best friends going abroad who was sort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; of the last guy of our clan who I use to hang around with.  I mean all this time when people were leaving I sort of never had that lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; kind of feeling.  Coz this particular friend of mine and myself use to hang around a lot.  And all of a sudden when he went I was sort of hit with a cement block.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The most strange thing is that usually where ever I go I find people who I think would suit me t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he best to hang around.  But strangely enough it never happe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ned at sliit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got an identity crisis at Sliit.  Coz I can't figure out what kind of a person I should be.  I'm not myself to start with.  And I can't discover myself there as well.  Wish I had my old friends there.  Coz I feel really comfortable to hang around with them. I've got friends there and very good ones too but now as I look back at what I had, it's sort of this vacuum yet to be filled.  I don't think I'll ever be my self at sliit and I'll never try, for what I've learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rn_y7MNnQlI/AAAAAAAAADM/HpGxUDyGXeg/s1600-h/Confused.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rn_y7MNnQlI/AAAAAAAAADM/HpGxUDyGXeg/s320/Confused.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080046003401736786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ed is that it would only be in vain.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah I know I've boasted about S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;liit in one of my previous posts.  But the times were different then.  My former clan was quite intact.  And we use to do all these crazy stuff together.  Now only I've figured out that even then I 've had a friendship crisis at Sliit juz that it was over shadowed by the presence of my old friends.  Now our old clan's in tatters. Only a few left and just as busy as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the first time in my life I feel really lonely. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess this is what life is all about.  Guess this the harsh truth about life and would be part of my learning process on my way to maturity as a complete person ready to greet more harsh facts on life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope some thing big would happen and change everything to pick me up to start from where I left over..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 40px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-5261285073797974593?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5261285073797974593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=5261285073797974593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/5261285073797974593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/5261285073797974593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2007/06/identity-crisis.html' title='Identity crisis'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rn_x9MNnQkI/AAAAAAAAADE/ThuZQFYBEss/s72-c/confused1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-415356623019845015</id><published>2007-06-18T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:45.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going through that kind of a period!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well what can you say when everything starts to go really fine for you after  sometime?? Well that's what I'm going through right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;let me start off, last week was the most  boring and tired week I ever had. It started off with going to ma skul and  trying to get my leaving certificate, and hell, I was really fucking pissed off  with ma skul!! Alright that wasn't fun. But then the week moved on slowly with  me sleeping most of the time and juz eating my time away surfing the net and  watching T.V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RnbLEsNnQjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/tN7wAZLm_C4/s1600-h/bite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RnbLEsNnQjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/tN7wAZLm_C4/s320/bite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077468911354987058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weekend was really awesome. Y?? I got a new phone..Yahoo..It'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s a Nokia  6280. Man that rocks forever. And then Sliit reopened for the 2nd Semester. It  meant a full stop for 2, very very boring months, except for a few mishaps here  and there!!And my financial strengths increasing as I was watching it. Hmmm.....  It is. Thanx for some kind donations and some hard work. And I've been working  around this chik for a few weeks and it seems to be getting into ma head than  I've thought....:D. Now that's after a long time huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And my home folks they have finally got over from that incident that I had in  the mountain. Whoa now that's a relief.Hope this good times would juz keep  up ........... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg" height="45" width="412" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-415356623019845015?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/415356623019845015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=415356623019845015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/415356623019845015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/415356623019845015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2007/06/going-through-that-kind-of-period.html' title='Going through that kind of a period!!!'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RnbLEsNnQjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/tN7wAZLm_C4/s72-c/bite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-8911469378373054564</id><published>2007-06-12T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:45.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLIIT rulzzz 4 ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RnIfgMNnQhI/AAAAAAAAACs/emuBvxHVoQs/s1600-h/s3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RnIfgMNnQhI/AAAAAAAAACs/emuBvxHVoQs/s200/s3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076154367894569490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Sri Lanka Institute Of Info&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;rmation Technology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Code name:SLIIT&lt;br /&gt;Citizens            :Sliitations&lt;br /&gt;Atmosphere:Cool and Funky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks SLIIT is the plc u wanna b.....Totally average plc...There are guys and gals from all walks of life...Really if u wanna get to knw abt the society with every corner covered SLIIT gives u the best chance 4 u to explore the society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RnIgtcNnQiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bu7vlmB1mdY/s1600-h/s6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RnIgtcNnQiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bu7vlmB1mdY/s200/s6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076155695039463970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Out of all the private uni's in SL i think Sliit's the best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;equipped uni of 'em all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; It's rea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;lly big(9 story building!!) . But thats not y Sliits so special for me. It's so special bcoz of the people u find there, they're juz awesome. It's a thriving community. We've got our own fo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;rum and loads of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; other activities. On a good day inside sliit U'll c 1000'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RnIfKcNnQgI/AAAAAAAAACk/qPfxqVrgY_s/s1600-h/s1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RnIfKcNnQgI/AAAAAAAAACk/qPfxqVrgY_s/s200/s1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076153994232414722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s of people buzzing here and there talking joking and studying all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not boasting about o anything I mean every one basically  knows how standard Sliit is...&lt;br /&gt;So I ges I'm pretty lucky to be a part of it.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-8911469378373054564?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8911469378373054564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=8911469378373054564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/8911469378373054564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/8911469378373054564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2007/06/sliit-rulzzz-4-ever_12.html' title='SLIIT rulzzz 4 ever'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/RnIfgMNnQhI/AAAAAAAAACs/emuBvxHVoQs/s72-c/s3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-4301529127558193293</id><published>2007-06-11T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T11:24:44.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents (specially dads)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a really annoying and frustrating topic....&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder y does our dads doesn't give us the freedom that they had in there childhood?? It's really unfair..How they boast about them, while they have a  drink and tell us like sweat corn!!&lt;br /&gt;it's like they r there achievements... yeah alrit they r there achievements but there parents never restricted them or wat ever but for us??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me juz giv u sum of ma restrictions....(i'm a 19 yrs in 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Must be home before 12:00 midnight.&lt;br /&gt;2. Must tell them where I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;3. Must give them a detailed description on what I'm upto.&lt;br /&gt;4. Must tell them whom I'm with.&lt;br /&gt;5. Must have a return time, any where past that I'll get a string of calls (like gals!!).&lt;br /&gt;6. Can't take the car any where alone (that's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; shit of all).&lt;br /&gt;7.Films!!! This is the funniest thing... when ask to go for a film they sort of look down  on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not being lik anti parents here, coz I love them and all. But the thing is why can't they juz let us do stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the stuff they boast of doing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Going to kandy with one of there friends jeep. @ the gardens having beer. (Still skuln!!). There parents doesn't have a clue....&lt;br /&gt;2. Watching movies ( They've watched 100's of movies....).&lt;br /&gt;3. Going to one of these far away places where there's no light to visit one of there friends... Staying over( once I asked that and had a100 reasons y not).&lt;br /&gt;4. Going to all these sports events and saying to us that the bus service was running till midnight those days!!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. Breaking into one of the canteens stealing a chutney bottle thinking it was a jam an eating chutney all night!!&lt;br /&gt;6. Getting into fights and boasting how they beat ppl up!! And they tell us we should behave our self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we may have sneaked out and done better but when v ask to go out an stuff they restrict us. That's when I get really annoyed....&lt;br /&gt;gee wonder when this would b over???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-4301529127558193293?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4301529127558193293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=4301529127558193293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/4301529127558193293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/4301529127558193293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2007/06/parents-specially-dads.html' title='Parents (specially dads)'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-7309574437151438854</id><published>2007-06-10T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:46:46.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever wondered how a bloody mountain can ruin Your whole reputation???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well here's how that shit happened....The real story.....The exact occurrences of events on that ughhhh on that unfortunate day.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well it sorta started this way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on our way to a plc called worlds end lodge... Me an ma friend Kusal...it was all hapy and fun on our way...We went in 4 cars. &lt;a href="http://phlayer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scourge&lt;/a&gt; i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Basil uncle in one and of coz me an kusl in anthr... We were the 1st  to reach the reach the plc....It was an uneventful ride  almost did 60km an hour on our way, but were far ahead of the rest. Chinthsz car was copped down for speeding a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n also got stuk in a trafic aftr a high tension power line had broked do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wn in th middle of the road.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As the pioneers of setting our foot o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n that plc... V jumpd off our cars an v hurried our way through the steps.  Only to find out that there were about 60-70 steps in a practically 90 degree angle..With our heavy luggage an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;d all, v were really exhausted half way through.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plc was nice. But the ppl??? ughh well for a start the gu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rd at the plc carried our cake vertically and crushed it...LOL And of coz the manager aske&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;d us 40 RS per min for a call!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we were about an hour ahead of the rest of the bunch. So v had to wait.&lt;br /&gt;So me and Kusal had a look around the plc...Right behind our lodge the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;re were these big mountains which looked ominously dow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n @ us...And right in front of us there were some  far away mountains which cascaded down to give w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ay to the down south plains of Hambantota(This was actually the view &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of the Central mountains ending)......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rm12-8NnQRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CmBvRSFwsVE/s1600-h/nw4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rm12-8NnQRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CmBvRSFwsVE/s400/nw4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074843178803609874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Other than that it was all green and clou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dy...The guy in the lodge showed us the worlds end...but neither of us couldn't really figure out where it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way after the long wait everyone was there...Except my hom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e folks...Who were suppose to arrive @ night. V had our lunch and me and Kusal was bored to death..So v decided to go for a litle walk. So v informed the relevant authorities and started our way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had to crush some cabbage plantations on our way...Feel sory for the owner.&lt;br /&gt;We really didn't new the place that much. And some village chiks were staring @ us and were laughing, which was realy annoying for both of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Any how v made it to the out skirts of the forest...We were actually barefooted which we figured out was a very wise thing to do.The jungle was so thick, wines and trees all together, it was a very difficult passage. But as we figured out the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;best was to come.The jungle wasn't juz a jungle. I mean it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was a mountain. So there were this Huge rocks in the under brush and these rocks had made these huge crevices that were deep enough to fit an elephant. I was lucky enough to fall into 1 or 2 and escape with juz some bruises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The rocks juz made it hard. it was a vertical climb with no aid of the foliage because the huge rocks had mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e it practically impossible for the foliage to grow.Half way through the mountain has made us professional rock climbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the funny part is that after we climbed all that, we ended up in a small track which lead us to the lodge . And this made us really p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;issed off....&lt;br /&gt;So v thought of climbing the ountain which was directly above the Lodge..&lt;br /&gt;And we started.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that hard. Like the previous one it also had some h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;uge rocks which we had 2 climb giving some real effort. the whole mountain was cov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ered by 'mana'. A small bush which had leaves with sharpened edges like stuff. And it bruised all over the place. Half way through damn!!!! Kusal's mom saw us.. and she gathered the crowd and was by that time yelling @ us calling our n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ames. We had made a lot of ground and obviosly we were planning to make some more, so we pretended not to hear them and kept on climbing..Anyway it was getting dark..So we stopped @ a rock sat down took ma MP3 player and listned to Groove Armadas Super stylin. The view was superb and the music was exhilara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ting.It was that kinda moment where u forget all your worries for a moment and juz enjoy the moment.... The climb down wasn't that hard except for the fact that the 'mana' brushes made it slippy. And I fell into some of those big crevices. Pretty embarrassing for the fact that by that time, every one was watchin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;g us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After we climbed down every thing was fine. Every one seem to be pretty impressed of our feat (I guess??). Afterwards we had a dip in the poo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;l and it was already dark. We were recalling the stuff at the mountain and the big duds were making fun of us.. U know they sort of started black mailing us that they'll tell the whole story of the mountain climb to our parents when they arrived that night. Well It was all fun at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our parents came that night and still people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; were joking about it.That day ended really nicely, the way any day would have ended. I was up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; pretty late that night and I was really tired. The atmosphere was so cold that as soon as I went to bed, I fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rm12-sNnQPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xy0aKydyGZE/s1600-h/nw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rm12-sNnQPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xy0aKydyGZE/s400/nw2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074843174508642546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE DAY!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke early in the morning &amp; I saw &lt;a href="http://phlayer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scourge&lt;/a&gt; in the garden walking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;here and about taking some pictures with his camera. I quickly got dressed, and went to the garden to check what he was up to. Kusal was fast asleep and I didn't wanna bother him. Me and &lt;a href="http://phlayer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scourge&lt;/a&gt; went up onto the mountain which was situated left side of the lodge. He wanted to capture the sunrise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but there was a bloody mountain obstructing the view. I looked up @ the mountain &amp;amp; thought dud if Kusal w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as here I would have certainly gone up to the to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p. &lt;a href="http://phlayer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scourge&lt;/a&gt; wasn't up to that, so we came back down cursing the mountain which obstructed the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a small board strung up in the back of the door of our room.It had details of a trek which lead to an old broken Bridge which was erected in the Colonial era by the British to transport tea or whatever. But it was washed away by t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he water and what remained of it was the base. You had t follow the light posts and it would eventually lead to the broken old bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we all had our breakfast and set out to go. Me and Kusal quickly lead the team and was on our way when we heard a hissing noise.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Panic!! &lt;/span&gt;We thought it was a snake but actually it was a broken old pipe. Everyone made a mockery of it and was laughing. And the embarrassment was quite evident on our faces. Any way we set off on our way again. We came upon a small Waterfall which was cascading down through densely grown foliage. We never thought that this waterfall would soon be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; a very important part of our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We followed the light posts and found out to be the remaining s of the then Bridge. But we were confused. Because the bridge didn't lead any where. Where was it connected to?? So we thought we were at the wrong place. So we kept on going on our track. and then we stumbled on to a stone paved path which lead upwards to the mountain. We weren't tired at all, so we kept on going. But we soon realized that the this wasn't leading us to the bridge. But at that time we had climbed a big distance and we thought this was the time to get lost into the clouds. So we kept on going. The jungle which we were going by that ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me was covered by huge Eucalyptus trees. We came to the edge of the jungle, whe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;re there were huge rocks and was followed by a clearing. Then we saw the peak of the mountain which was covered by the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the distance we heard faint noises saying I guess " Kusal we are turning here"(This was clarified later after we came down). So we thought they had just let us go into the mountain and they were going back. So we kept on going upwards.( This prove to be a fatal assumption which le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ad to a even more fatal decision).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We emerged out on to the clearing. It had small grass grown in it and there was a small trek which wined sideways, left to right leading up to th mountain. We went all the way through the trek and there was a turning. I mean it turned sideways and went horizontally!! We thought , what the hell!! We wanted to go to the top of the mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;untain. So we cut the trek and went straight upwards. It was a rough ride as there was no trek. Some how we managed to up up up and up. By that time we may have covered about 4-5 kms upwards from ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;r lodge. Finally we came up to what look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ed like a road. We were sort of perplexed. Coz what the hell was a road doing that high up in the mountain???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we thought we should still go up to the mountains. We went and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we made it&lt;/span&gt;. It was that kinda moment again. The view was s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;uperb. The altitude that we were a made it kind of an angle to the sun that i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t made strange reflections of the reservoirs in the down south.(They were Chandrika Wewa,Uda Walawe,Samanala,et.c)  We couldn't cherish it for that long coz we realized by that time we were late. So we decided to go ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ck down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to that road again and went leftwards thinking of going down hill from that side. Down the road we saw a small abandoned hut. There were some Bananas plants grown up. But it clearly showed signs of being abandoned. we made it to what we saw as the edge of the road and started making it downwards. But it was a fatal mistake that may have even cost us our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lives. half way through I skipped and my slippers were broken and I was bare footed. Suddenly while I was climbing down I noticed that there was no mountain any more but we could see the lodge clearly!!! Oh shit the mountain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had given way to the rocks and it was washed away at that point. It  was a huge vertical drop!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were half way down the mountain and new we were late so there was no option but to go horizontally towards the right to find back our track. But it was the hardest part. The mountain had washed away most of the soil an it was juz jagged little rocks covered by a heavy growth of mana a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nd some other plant which had very sharp edges. I was bare footed and sole was sorta bleeding like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all of a sudden &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Obstruction!!&lt;/span&gt; the water fall. First we couldn't see it. But we heard a noise. the water was trickling down the heavily grown foliage but we couldn't cut through it to the other side. Because the terrain was so hard hat i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t was practically impossible. Thousand things were running through my mind. and then I decided alright&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll make it down the water fall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;( I mean there was no other option )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the climb of our life. There was no real path. Juz climbing down with the aid of wines rocks and other plants. The waterfall was covered with this strange plant all the way down. It was a wine. It made it impossible to see what we w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ere stepping on. and I fell into these huge crevices and even got stuck. Then Kusal took the lead down the W/F. Then even he started falling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was going on for some time when we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; reached this spot where it was a straight fall. No option but we had to climb down holding on to some wines which were like ropes. Still we ended up in another rock which was even steeper. So I thought Why don't  we cross the waterfall to the other side. And I got hold of some wi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rm1568NnQTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/w3JhUr3VVqo/s1600-h/snake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rm1568NnQTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/w3JhUr3VVqo/s400/snake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074846408619016498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nes and juz crossed the rock to the right side when some thing  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flashed before me.&lt;/span&gt; First I thought it was a big leech. But then my eyes focused properly and revealed a real frightening site. It was a huge python or snake coiled in a wine.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah it was coiled!!.(I searched  the net and found who the snake was.. It's there in the Pic...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately called Kusal and showed him the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; snake And with the help of him I got back to the rock again. Thats when we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;realized that we were at a point where we couldn't go up or down. We were standing on the water fall. water running through us the snake to the right and the two rocks.Then Kusal quickly Got hold of one of the wines and sorta fell down. I followed suit. The wine was extremely close to the snake which was watching us all the way.Water dripping through us we ended up all muddy and soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment we decided that there w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as no option but cross the W/F. So we crossed it and when we came out of the jungle bleeding every where. Only the love for our life made it possible for us to cross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that bloody terrain.&lt;br /&gt;And to our relieve we were back on th trek. We climbed down. The W/F climb also removed Kusals slippers. We were both barefooted our soles were so much in pain when we stepped in to the rock paved path through the Eucalyptus fores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We knew one thing when we came back we were not to expect a hero's welcome.&lt;br /&gt;As we made our way through to the lodge we passed the W/F which had almost brought us our doom. We washed most our blood away at the stream. When we arrived at the lodge every one's faces tol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;d the story. They were pissed off to the max.&lt;br /&gt;They have searched for us, for a long time. My mom was in tears.......Dad was like red hot and every one was giving that kinda look which made me sick in the inside. We didn't talked for a real long time. Only &lt;a href="http://phlayer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scourge&lt;/a&gt; really commun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;icated...&lt;br /&gt;That's the way ended..realy sux...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rm12-8NnQQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/AX6L8uJMUZM/s1600-h/nw3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rm12-8NnQQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/AX6L8uJMUZM/s400/nw3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074843178803609858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Photo's courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://phlayer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scourge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-7309574437151438854?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7309574437151438854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=7309574437151438854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/7309574437151438854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/7309574437151438854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2007/06/ever-wondered-how-bloody-mountain-can.html' title='Ever wondered how a bloody mountain can ruin Your whole reputation???'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/Rm12-8NnQRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CmBvRSFwsVE/s72-c/nw4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056904483104088177.post-6582348639777532914</id><published>2007-06-04T11:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T23:04:53.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me folks....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well I'm theeeeee average guy u know.... Not that I'm special o unique..#!$@#!..For that fact well who the hell in this world's alike!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I had a realy normal childhood.. Nothing out of the blue.... Other than the fact that I had dengue and I was down at the ICU for 1month....Yeah I was there.. And u know what the docs have said abt me??I've gotta fifty fiffty chance of been saved...Well mother nature must have had a bet with some one u now whether i'm gonna liv o not. Some how I survived the ordeal to tell the story. Mind u I had 2 go through some real big surgeries on ma way 2 recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well thats basicaly the most important thing that hpnd 2 me in ma child hood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;There are few ppl that are important in ma life other than ma parents that I think I should mention...&lt;br /&gt;That's ma Grandma...And ma best friend KUSAL....&lt;br /&gt;I've got 2 mention him....&lt;br /&gt;Mind u he's been there with me in almost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;every important thing's in ma life....&lt;br /&gt;Our history runs bac to the days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;of ma 1st B'day. He was there. Well v've had our ups and downs in our friendship lik any other relationship. But v've managed 2 battle our way through the odds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of our friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Was with me in ma 1st B'day.&lt;br /&gt;*Skuld together from year3 -year 11(the best days of our lives).&lt;br /&gt;*Got caught in the skul 4 a variety of mischievous acts.&lt;br /&gt;*Had the first sip of alcohol together wen v were 7 o 8 yrs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;*Got Lost twice in the jungle. V were lost the 1st time in a jungle wen v were trekking in a jungle in Aththanagalla. Got a real lesson from our parents that time....Last time v got lost was wen v were trekking in a jungle near worlds end. V were high up in the mountains with the clouds when v suddenly got the realization that v were behind schedule.&lt;br /&gt;*Went aftr chiks together and once actually got into a fight bcoz of one...&lt;br /&gt;*Shared a lot important ppl inour life.&lt;br /&gt;Thats him Kusal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If U cld juz take ma best friend outta ma life then ma childhood wld juz hav an empty black hole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;CURRENT STATUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've finished ma A/l's....&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing a degree course @ the Sri Lanka Institute of Information Technology.&lt;br /&gt;Thats a real cool plc..I'll have to post a seperate post about sliit...&lt;br /&gt;I'm also following Cima as a side line....I realy hate it mind u. I'm not that good @ commerce subjects.&lt;br /&gt;But I've got a real craze for animation and programming. Thats sorta ma life u know..I realy love to spook arnd ma computer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm hardly an outdoor person. but I can't live inside for too long either. I some how get the hell put of the house and go around the town.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a real free person. I hate to b tied down on ma feelings. I'm also a ppl observer. That's sumtn that I really njoy a lot, 2 observe ppl.....&lt;br /&gt;I'm also  huge fan of music. alot of hip hop and alternative plus rap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some how I manage to get a lighter perspective of life in every tight corner. One thing that I gav up on ma life is ma country.. I mean v've cum to that edge where evry thing in our country is so corrupt that I tend to hate it so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My view about our country is that sumday  v'lll get soo dependent on international aid that v'll b debt stricken to a point where v'll hav to sell our country.... ya ppl that days very near.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats basically me... a real ordinary guy&lt;br /&gt;Soo peace to u all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;T.C&lt;br /&gt;It's Skywalker over and out 4 now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/anusha_vip/newnew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4056904483104088177-6582348639777532914?l=skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6582348639777532914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4056904483104088177&amp;postID=6582348639777532914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/6582348639777532914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4056904483104088177/posts/default/6582348639777532914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skywalker-rulzz.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-me-folks.html' title='This is me folks....'/><author><name>Skywalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789262305386080830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UebPOxWSqwc/SMzgQtDH7PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ro7Etdc0tXo/S220/Self_potrait_by_aroxzz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
