Wednesday, December 23, 2009. This is because that particular frequency does not match with the human frequency anymore. Every being operates within its level of vibration. Frequency is another aspect of life. We may wonder why we have to go through incarnation after incarnation just to learn lessons for our Higher Soul. Why must the incarnated souls go through this tedium? The wo.

I also like sketching and acting in my free time. New Blog, New Content, Same Old Me. Tuesday, December 27, 2011. New Blog, New Content, Same Old Me.

All about black, white and everything in between. Tuesday, January 03, 2012. Came back home, slept a lot. Finished Sherlock, including the series two premiere. The break has been good, good fun so far. Me, as i am. Monday, July 11, 2011. Neither are analogies I guess, no? PS Heh, I could be a female JD from Scrubs! That would be great, right? Me, as i am. Me, as i am.

This is a technical blog, where I dump a lot of my exploits, current projects and thoughts on things. Saturday, January 2, 2016. I have finally jumped onto the IoT bandwagon, so this is a better-late-than-never kinda post. The white adapter board breaks out the pi.

The myriad dreams of a puerile mind. Saturday, February 21, 2009. The Fourth One- Of Photographs and Charmed Work. Ah, another month goes by. Like millions of other people, when I started writing the blog, I decided to update regularly. Then I discovered two things. A My life is boring- no wild parties or hot drunk catfights to mention. Coming to Jeff Dunham, please google Achmed, The Dead Terrorist.

Just a little help from the outside. The first one- we give to Gaad. He was in college to deliver a series of three lectures, each of around 4 hours to the students. In the 70s, Dr.

Posted in food for thought. Gregor Samsa awoke one morning to find he had transformed into a monstrous vermin. Posted in food for thought. Posted in food for thought. 8216;Cause I was born in a dump.

Saturday, August 30, 2014. One Thousand Days of Winter. September 5 marks a thousand days since December 11, 2011, the worst day of my life. The day she walked out and never returned. The day that plays on and on in my head, making me sick to my stomach. Across a crowded party hall on my 21. Birthday, my eyes meet hers. She smiles, and suddenly the rest of the room evaporates.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009. How khoo is this? Saturday, December 6, 2008. I like being emotionally dependent on others. But a lot of people have told me that this would hurt me eventually because nothing lasts forever. I love being taken care of by others. I love it when people make me feel or tell me that I am important to them. I want to go about things when I am given a task.