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04 November 2007

♥ i love being brown!

Here is why I am Indian:

--I have my nose pierced.
--I wore a red dress to prom last year!
--I like rice.
--And tea, not chai.
--I listen to awesome music, like "Jhoom Barabar Jhoom."
--I know what Diwali is! Do you know what Diwali is?
--I even know that you're supposed to say "Di-vah-li."
--Most importantly, my BFF is also brown.

I don't think being Indian could possibly be any cooler. I wish I actually was.

♥ the best is yet to be.
11/04/2007

♥ yours truly. ;

    "And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep." --Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

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