tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40148692012-01-27T00:08:39.538-08:00keshavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190599269853657695noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014869.post-858384562002-12-11T06:29:00.000-08:002002-12-11T06:29:42.883-08:00lets see if she does write back today or it will be a real test of my restraint, if i can hold back long enough to once again make Alexa say, why have u stopped writing?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014869-85838456?l=keshav.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>keshavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190599269853657695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014869.post-858383982002-12-11T06:28:00.000-08:002002-12-11T06:28:27.133-08:00kian's presently waiting for someone to write to him. its really crazy and maybe even juvenile. as if i have nothing else to do. everything was ship-shape till this afternoon. date, 4 pgs, alexa's mail, workout...all. but that Accord fellow started the screw-up, said my work wasnt up to the mark. then looked all over town for mom's gift. thought i bought it in hurry. anyways, did all the jobs due for today. only last night was floating on cloud nine, had a good time with ...u know who. that was really bolstered by Alexa's prompt mails. but as usual i think i became desperate and bungled up, thereby killing her interest. <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014869-85838398?l=keshav.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>keshavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190599269853657695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014869.post-858381552002-12-11T06:23:00.000-08:002002-12-11T06:23:11.503-08:00i hope this gets put up on the net<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014869-85838155?l=keshav.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>keshavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190599269853657695noreply@blogger.com