tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17413392.post3911520614856876225..comments2023-09-27T09:11:01.694-07:00Comments on Thanu's Humble Abode: I Wish I Wasn't a Kid AnymoreThanuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12384963844160030808noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17413392.post-36603941057727733952006-11-15T12:52:00.000-08:002006-11-15T12:52:00.000-08:00$Silver
U hated almost everything I did ... Elabor...$Silver<br />U hated almost everything I did ... Elaborate- I still didn't get to 10<br /><br />$Jaguuu <br />Hopefully they don't make them wear those nasty red ribbons anymore. <br /><br />$quills <br />I liked uniforms too in a way. U never have to wake up and go, "What do I wear today?" After few years one does get bored..<br />//Are you a very structured organized kinda girl too?<br />I'm very organized and seeing things in a disarray gets me annoyed. <br /><br />$Arz000n <br />I am huge on keeping in touch, I think it is nice to meet ppl again, who were huge part of your childhood. <br /><br />$Pramod <br />We never broke curfew, but alwaz sought for permission to break it, but was never granted. <br /><br />$Beks<br />We being 2 gals at home, we both had same rules. If chechi could do it, I could do it and vice versa. <br /><br />$Shilpa <br />I know <i>abi soch bi nahi sakti..</i><br /><br />$Saranya Kishore <br />Yeah a KV product... I can not even imagine wearing ribbons period. <br /><br />$Shankari<br />We had no middle one, but still hand me down is a hand me down.Thanuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12384963844160030808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17413392.post-1996998045291151412006-11-14T11:56:00.000-08:002006-11-14T11:56:00.000-08:00I have scars all over my legs, hated unforms and y...I have scars all over my legs, hated unforms and yes hand me downs. My oldest would wear, then teh middle one and then me....imagine that. Curfew..what curfew...my parents would drop us off at friend's house and pick us up in a few hours and that was it.Rajesh &Shankarihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16157203464974426422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17413392.post-66159627923676021842006-11-14T10:17:00.000-08:002006-11-14T10:17:00.000-08:00Hey Did you study in a KV? Cos they have navy blue...Hey Did you study in a KV? Cos they have navy blue skirt white shirt and red ribbons :--))<br />It wasnt so weird then, but now that Shilpa says may be it was weird!BZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11720840429995336576noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17413392.post-61029853903171959542006-11-13T15:24:00.000-08:002006-11-13T15:24:00.000-08:00My curfew was 9pm !
U had red ribbons with a blu...My curfew was 9pm ! <br /><br />U had red ribbons with a blue uniform !? thats soooo weird !Shilpahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06575166473029157997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17413392.post-39468786651945608812006-11-13T08:25:00.000-08:002006-11-13T08:25:00.000-08:00hated curfew and what was worse by the time my bro...hated curfew and what was worse by the time my brother was old enough to have a curfew all thoughts of curfews seemed to have left the building.Kochukandharihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08642153626804433509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17413392.post-3901562763610827852006-11-13T07:38:00.000-08:002006-11-13T07:38:00.000-08:00The curfew exercise was part n parcel of our house...The curfew exercise was part n parcel of our household too... we were sorta brought up with it, and it never occurred to us to try break the rule... besides, there was always somethin interestin to watch on tv (surprisingly)..Pramodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07663855459392776217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17413392.post-87993573130023462732006-11-12T19:17:00.000-08:002006-11-12T19:17:00.000-08:00I'm able to track most of them now on orkut, but s...<i>I'm able to track most of them now on orkut, but still am looking for a dear friend from 3rd grade.</i><br />I always took all ma friends from school, college as ma competitors...but now when I look back, I do feel the need to keep in touch with ma past.<br /><br />Thanks to Orkut....I was able to hunt down most of em....now I compete at the professional level :PAr Ar Ar Arrrrrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11821384628059162502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17413392.post-77548535449679352502006-11-12T10:40:00.000-08:002006-11-12T10:40:00.000-08:00Hmm...these are a few of your unfavourite things e...Hmm...these are a few of your unfavourite things eh?:)<br /><br />School uniform, I actually did not mind wearing a uniform and quite liked ours, but wished we could have had at least one day where we could wear "colored" dress. :)But other than the drill/sports day white culottes and shirt, once a week, we had to stick to our regular uniforms.<br /><br />Describing your competitive nature back then, reminds me of Monica in F.r.i.e.n.d.s.:) Are you a very structured organized kinda girl too? :) But I do like her, mind you!quillshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15613220530338545884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17413392.post-78758336651345135522006-11-12T10:39:00.000-08:002006-11-12T10:39:00.000-08:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.quillshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15613220530338545884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17413392.post-10984106113908784172006-11-11T09:49:00.000-08:002006-11-11T09:49:00.000-08:00Hmm Who wears Red Ribbons?? KV girls dooooo!!! ...Hmm Who wears Red Ribbons?? KV girls dooooo!!! KV Rockssssssssss!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17413392.post-16741601174119457512006-11-10T20:08:00.000-08:002006-11-10T20:08:00.000-08:00p.s the first Anon comment on the first part of yo...p.s the first Anon comment on the first part of you tag was me. Blogger is seriously playing up!!!silverinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16474136215458639419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17413392.post-58771511669724232872006-11-10T20:04:00.000-08:002006-11-10T20:04:00.000-08:00I was a walking sore in shool and a bandage on the...I was a walking sore in shool and a bandage on the knee my trademark :p<br />My curfew was 6 pm :( Even now I am apprehensive about going out alone after 6. Early conditioning I guess. I hated uniform throughout school years. I hated the hair combing and plaiting every morning by mom. *ouch* painful as the comb hit knots...finally I chopped it off :)<br /><br />I liked you elaborate hate list.silverinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16474136215458639419noreply@blogger.com