Miss independent
Miss self sufficient
Miss keep your distance
Miss unafraid
Miss out my way
Miss don’t let a man interfere, no
Miss on her own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne…
*grin*
Archive for April, 2005
It’s like I was never gone…
My mom and I got in a fight (well, we “discussed” for 3 hours..) the 2nd night I came back. Just like old times…It’s funny because those closest to you always seem to get to you the most. My mom thinks I should hang out with guys less (what does she know about who i hang out with anyways?)…she thinks that she needs to start giving me rules to follow (ie: curfew, lights out). I find it hilarious that she wants to start being more of an authoritarian after 18 years. Growing up, she never told me to study..I did it on my own. I pushed myself. When I got tired, I got tired. That’s not to say that she never encouraged me…she did the best she could, considering she never went to university herself. I never liked asking my dad for help because he’s sorta hard of hearing and one simple question takes hours for him to answer. My dad’s not the type to tell you “I love you”…he’s a man of actions. He’ll bake me buns…he’ll vacuum my room…My dad never had a dad when he was growing up, so I think he’s also done the best that he can.
I guess the principles behind what they say make sense..it’s just the way they say things that are so offensive sometimes.
In september, both my brother and I will be away from toronto for school…It’s going to be different for my parents. Actually, they say that my bro’s wasn’t home much this year anyways. Things are changing…even family doesn’t stay the same.
We met these sisters Barlow’s their last name
Ordinary girls they don’t live in the fast lane
They don’t rate with the guys that score
Cause they don’t flaunt what the boys want more
They don’t date they won’t date they wanna see
How they’re gonna grow up - who they’re gonna be
But In the meantime they might feel unloved
When all the girls around them are hooking up
But I know for sure it’s never popular to be pure
And while some guys might be passing them by
I think they’ve caught someone’s eye
(Chorus)
All the boys in the band want a valentine from a Barlow girl
Boys think they’re the bomb cause they remind them of their mom (x2)
Everyone needs to be loved
Everyone needs their own teenage fan club
Any attention can feel like a good thing
Dress to impress can be oh so tempting
You can get noticed with your body
Sexual hypnosis by being hottie
You might feel like public property
You might you might you shouldn’t be
No girl should feel she has to trade
Her body for love or be an old maid
And yes there are guys who are willing to wait
Ask a Barlow girl on her wedding day…
(Chorus)
(Rap by KJ-52)
Excuse me, Barlow Girls, but there’s something on my mind.
See, I was just wondering, can I get a valentine?
I saw you walking by, and something caught my eye
There’s something different about you 3-girls, I won’t deny.
All right, I can’t lie, now you got it going on.
And all the guys in the band they be saying you da bomb.
But it’s not from how you dress or the clothes you putting on
But you looking fresh for the reason that you holding on
For your wedding night all right but let me keep it moving on
Cause any girl can be a Barlow Girl, it’s more than just a song
Am I wrong? Don’t think so
So spare me the drama,
You remind me of my momma
All the boys in the band want a valentine from a Barlow girl,
The boys think they’re the bomb, cause they remind them of their mom.
All the boys in the band want a valentine….
Hey girls and guys!
I just wanted to invite all of you guys to Western’s Tamil Student’s Association Formal. The details are attached…it’s in Markham..and it’s on May 5th. Tickets are $30 until April 28th, then prices go up. You need to be 19 to come…and you should have college or university ID. If you do not have it…you can talk to me..and we’ll work something out. If you require tickets please contact me or anyone on the attached flyer. You can reach me at bluenotes21@hotmail.com
Take care and good luck on your exams…ttyl
Ahila Srikandarajah
I’m done exams=) But I’m still in Waterloo…Won’t be back in toronto until tomorrow afternoon…
I couldn’t cry this time…not because I wasn’t the least bit sad..I didn’t want to cry unless they were tears of joy. I’m so thankful for all the people I’ve met this year..for the friendships I’ve built, the experiences I’ve gone through. Although I can’t pinpoint how I’ve changed..like, in which areas of my life (Maybe when I really think about it, it’ll come to me..)
I’m going to miss being a frosh…hahaha…you can get away with so much just saying “Oh, it’s my first year..” 
*innocent look*
Singing these bittersweet symphonies…
More reflections to come..
