Sunday, December 21, 2008

And I thought, Hello, new shoes....bye bye blues..

Hey I put some new shoes on, 
And suddenly everything is right,
I said, Hey, I put some new shoes on,
And everybody's smiling, Its so inviting..

Oh, short on money but long on time
Slowly strolling in the sweet sunshine
And I'm running late, and I dont need an excuse,
'Cause I'm wearing my brand new shoes.

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Baby Love

Yes, its 4 :46 in the morning.

Yes, I just got up.

Yes, I was asleep for the past eight hours, considering that I hadn't slept for the 48 before that.

Yes, my jury went horribly. And, no, I'm not being convicted, I'm talking about college.

Yes, I couldn't answer the million unanswerable questions.

Yes, I was called on, on not being 'technically sound'.

Yes, I felt like crap after.

And yes, none of that matters, because today, I just became an aunt for the second time!!!

And yes, thank god I'm not with him, or else I'd have eaten him up by now!

Love you already, baby Zach!

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Some TV lovin'

Its so easy to let all the things that were previously in your life slip when you've got more important things that demand your attention. Please ignore the fact that the word 'important' in my life actually means TV. 

My download schedule these past two months have been crazy. Crazy in a good way though, cause it means more than a couple of hours each night of either spoilt brats from the upper east side, McSteamy, the awesomeness that is....wait for it....Barney or the hundreds of other characters that make American television so hard to resist. 

If American television on the other hand, awakens the gag reflex in you, I suggest you skip this post. I'm only writing this, so that when I read it 20 years from now, I'll know that the 19th year of my life was filled with all the normal things a 19 year old is supposed to do, you know, things like go out, have fun, party, drink myself silly and not sit at home happily devouring hours of TV. Yeah, I know that that spells loser, but you know what, I've come to terms with it.

So here's my schedule. I don't watch these shows on television, but download them. (Anti downloaders, your hate mail isn't going to stop me, so please note that you'd be wasting your time)


Desperate Housewives

Yes, the ladies of Wisteria Lane are most certainly kicking up their skirts in their fifth year. Its got the usual, Susan with her man troubles, Lynette with her kid troubles but surprisingly each year the show just keeps getting better and better! 

Brothers And Sisters

In its third season, not as exciting as all its other hour long drama show competitors, but I've been a huge fan right from the start, so I'm rooting for this one to stay on as long as all the others have.  

Tuesday: Also the best day of the week when it comes to TV!

Gossip Girl 

(In a Kristen Bell's husky voice)
Queen B and S have patched up again and Little J has flown the coop, has she taken on more than she can handle?? Be careful of the friends you make Little J, they can take your life and make it go up in flames. Oh, and you be careful too readers, once this show sucks you in, there's no turning back.


Just for the record, I was actually called 'Gossip Queen' when I was in school, so its no surprise that I love this show.

How I met Your Mother

Seriously, do I even need to talk about how AWESOME this show is?! 

Prison Break

Ah, my Wentworth Miller crush, second only to my ginormous Leo DiCaprio crush when I was 10. 

But even if he wasn't in the lead, this show would still be as nail biting as it is, every single week! Four years running, and the breaking-out-of-prison theme still hasn't gotten old. Kudos to the writers, they have me and half the world hooked. Oh, and to you too Wentworth, you nail the 'smouldering-hot-intelligent-hot-sexy-hot-amazingly-hot' look in every single scene. 

Did I say the word 'hot' one too many times in that sentence? 


Again, an amazing show, but I haven't really been watching this season, because it gets too confusing, and when you watch an episode, you have to go back to the previous episode to know who's after who and who's in which form and blah, blah blah. So basically, its just too much work. But, I have been downloading and accumulating them, so that I can watch them at a stretch and save myself the trouble of going back and forth.

Samantha Who

Only started downloading it due to my undying love for sitcoms, but honestly, it isn't that great. It isn't something you can rewatch. Come to think of it, the only sitcom you can rewatch five billion times and not get even a teensy bit bored of is Friends, and this definitely isn't in that league.

Its ok to watch when you're completely bored and have nothing else to do.



A spin off from the old and very popular Beverly Hills 90210. I remember this show so well, because my cousins were crazy about it. 

Anyway, the new one is just as good as the old or maybe even better. You could call it the west coast version of Gossip Girl, but I like to keep my 'chanel-wearing-boyfriend-stealing-back-stabbing-teens' separate from one another, thank you very much.


Lipstick Jungle

I didn't even know this show existed until I read the book, and as is always the case with me, anytime I read or hear about something new, I have to google it. Its like a disease. No seriously, ITS LIKE A DISEASE.

Anyway, when I did google it, I found out that they had made the book into a show (the book by the way is by Candace Bushnell, the same woman who wrote Sex and the City), and a season had already past, so being the rabid downloader that I am, I had to download the whole thing and watch it. And surprise surprise, it was pretty addictive.

Its on its second season now, and is doing pretty well from the looks of it.

Dirty Sexy Money

Along the same lines of Lipstick Jungle, but oh, so much more juicier!! True to its title, its dirty, its sexy and they are filthy rich. 

Its the story of a family called the 'Darlings'.

There, isn't that reason enough to start watching this show?!

Top Chef

Season 5 of Top Chef requires the same of you as it has in all its previous seasons. Never sit down to watch an episode without a plate of good food in front of you, because trust me, you're bound to get hungry. 

This show is also to blame for my ever expanding mid section.


Ugly Betty

Now, who doesn't know of the darling Betty Suarez and her questionable fashion sense. Currently in its third season, Ugly Betty still seems to catch its viewers attention. I for one love Justin, Betty's nephew, and please, who can't stare at Daniel Meade for 5 hours straight. Other than you straight guys, that is.

Grey's Anatomy

I just have to say, Meredith Grey annoys the hell outta me. Do you find that surprising?

You know what else?

I don't understand what all the drama is about McDreamy anyway!!

McSteamy is way hotter!

If you didn't get any of that, its probably because you don't watch the show.

But maybe you should start.


The Ex- List

A pretty decent new show that got cancelled after four episodes. It stared Elizabeth Reaser, you may remember her as the Jane Doe, Ava from Grey's a coupla seasons back.

The Starter Wife

It started off as a TV mini series, but continued on as a regular series. I watched the season 2 premiere, but am still in the process of downloading the rest.

Rita Rocks:

A new weekday sitcom that started airing last week. Its got Tish Campbell (the Mom from 'My Wife & Kids') in one of the lead roles. Its your standard American family sitcom a la '8 Simple Rules' or 'Hope & Faith'.

Yeah, I watch a lot of TV. If you guys need a lesson in downloading any of these, let me know, I'd be happy to spread the love, because after a long day's work, a bed, my laptop and these shows are all I need to keep me happy and if it could do the same for you, then I can be assured that i'm not the only weirdo in this world.

So, to sum this post up, I HAVE NO LIFE.

But you knew that already, right?

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Seven hundred and sixty seven

Whoa! 767 days in the blogosphere. I sure have come a far cry from my first post, which by the way, I now find excruciatingly painful to go back to. The dots, the excessive use of the exclamation mark and the lack of capitals are all mighty cringe-worthy.

But this isn't another "Its-been-two-years-I-love-you-blogosphere-You-have-taught-me-so-much" post.
I already did one of those last year.

This is more of a "blogs-without-which-my-life-would-be-incomplete" post. This is a list of my three favorite bloggers. I adore each and every one of them for completely different reasons. Each one of their posts either inspire me, make me laugh or make me feel like I've known them for ages. All of which are ordinarily very difficult to do, because a) I'm lazy, b) have the weirdest sense of humor and c) I have people issues. Yes, shocking, I know, but let's not dwell on that right now.

So here's my list. If you don't already read them, you should. Or should I say, you must. Either way, I order you to at least go give them a try.

She's around my age, is from Malaysia, but just moved to New York to attend Columbia University. Her writing style is amazing for some one so young, and every single post of hers blows me away with how thoughtful and articulate she is with her words. Every single post of hers also makes me extremely jealous because I know I can never be that thoughtful and articulate with my words. Yes I know I have a ton load of issues, someone drive me to a psychiatrist please.

She has a personal blog, a cooking blog, a photography blog and a home blog all rolled into one. And all of which are fabulous. She takes beautiful photos (which accompany ever single one of her posts) and her gastronomic genius is apparent in the cooking section of her blog. She even makes yogurt seem delicious, and if you know me at all, you'd know that there's nothing I hate more in the world than yogurt, oh and people who think that they're all that.
Only the queen of the blogging universe and quite possibly the king too. This woman my idol. Seriously, a blog cannot get better than hers. She's like the coolest, most awesome person in the world. I know I either sound like a blithering idiot or a crazy teenybopper fan, both of which I don't deny that I am (except for the teenybopper bit, that is). But if you don't read this woman, you should go jump on over to her site right now, because I swear to God, you have no clue what you've been missing in the blog world.

So that's it for the list. If you have your own set of favorite bloggers, feel free to go crazy in the comments, you can be sure that I will check them out, just like how you'll check my list out. Hint, hint.

And about the fact that my two year anniversary post, is more than a month late, I'm totally using the 'SELF PROCLAIMED SLACKER' route to get out of that one.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

Hurried randomness.

  • Yes, I seem to have disappeared off the face of the Internet. I didn't even write on my two year anniversary of this blog!
  • I figured that my overused excuse of being lazy is well, overused. So I tried to pick a new one, but I couldn't. Why? Because I was too lazy to try for more than three seconds.
  • The past couple of weeks, have no doubt been hectic, what with college work, submissions and exams. But what kept me busier was keeping up with all of my downloads. The fall TV season has started, and the rabid downloader in me is lapping up every single second. A post on my TV obsession will be up soon. Watch out for it.
  • Had a minor accident on the bike the other day. Didn't realize that landing sprawled out in the middle of the road would guarantee a horrifying body ache the next day.
  • Leaving in an hour to visit my grandmom in Nagpur. Anything else I can do there other than gorge and oranges and haldirams?
  • Speaking of which, I still have some packing and some updating of an iPod to do, so I'll probably try to find an internet centre in the middle of the Dhussera madness to update you more on my mad, chotic albeit boring life!

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

A little too soon

Today was not a good day.

600 students standing around a bunch of candles and a picture of a girl who left just a little too early. 

A junior of mine from college, passed away on Saturday.

But it wasn't until today that it actually hit us.

18 is not an age to go. In fact, its very far away from an age to go. But then again, if there's anything I've learnt in the recent past, its that, anything, good or bad is all a part of the big picture. Now that picture maybe a beautiful Degas, or a scary Edvard Munch or a freaking chaotic Jackson Pollock, but its still our picture to make, and all the little bits of paint over the years add up at the end of it all.

Now her picture is probably done and all ready to be placed on a hook at the Met, but knowing her and the way she affected our lives, is a little bit of paint on our big pictures. And its fuchsia.

A color we'll definitely miss.

PS: She was a wonderful poet. Please drop by her blog and leave her a message. I'm sure it would mean a lot to her.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008


*Got chills down my back from looking at a picture of a guy that I dont know. Not once, but several times. No one is allowed to be that cute.

*I actually sent more than 5 messages today from my useless phone. The purpose of a cell phone is usually lost on me.

*Managed to successfully sleep for more than 20 minutes before getting caught in class. Huge achievement.

*My unusually strong immune system is giving up on me. Sniffling through out the day is not pretty at all.

*Listened to Jason Mraz's "I'm Your's" 37 times this week. Yes, it is that amazing.

*Give it up for the Daily Sub. I don't know what I'd do without it. Oh wait. Yes, that's right, I'd probably starve.

Which reminds me, its time for lunch.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Decisions, decisions.

Ok I really need your help, because I'm completely incapable of making decisions by myself. Like five minutes back, I couldn't decide if I wanted to go to the loo or not. Because, isn't that like a life or death decision.

Ok back to business. No not my 'business'.

I've decided that its time this blog grew up a little. Its been almost two years and I'm desperate for a change. I'm gonna go for it, and get my own domain name. I would love to move to wordpress, but unfortunately lack the funds for a domain name AND monthly hosting, plus I'm scared I wont be able to design for wordpress, and that would be a big minus, because lets be honest, who really comes here for the content!

I spent two nights tearing my hair out over names. So I'm gonna ask you guys, because I'm scared my already nightmarish hair wont survive another night.

I'm still basing it on a lemon-ish theme, to keep my identity intact. I'm not willing to let go of that bit just as yet. Its just baby steps for now.

Lurkers, just click one please. I'm in dire need of opinions here. (I used the word 'dire', for heaven's sake!)

Thanks guys. Now all I need to do is weasel my dad's credit card, which is proving to be quite a task because he's one of those "I-don't-trust-the-internet-with-my-money" kinda people.

Wish me luck!

Monday, September 08, 2008

Confessions that are bound to make me pretty damn unpopular

1) I hate the idea of flowers as gifts.

I know you girls have bewildered expressions on your faces and are all "What?? You don't deserve to be a girl!!!', but seriously, there is no point to flowers as gifts. Number one, they're bloody expensive and number two, THEY DIE. Period.

2) Ice Cream isn't really that great.

Its creamy and its cold. Considering the fact that I'm not the biggest fan of cream or milk or anything cold, it just doesn't have that appeal on me.

3) I would gladly live in a tiny room with neon pink walls.

If you haven't noticed by now, I happen to have a pretty high tolerance of 'I-will-make-you-blind' colours. I would marry a rainbow and have its brightly coloured rainbow babies if I could.

4) I'd pick a quiet night home over going out any day.

And by going out I mean partying, clubbing, pub hopping, being in strange social situations, wanting to chop my head off for actually agreeing to go on one of the above mentioned night outs.

5) I expect service when I go out someplace to eat, and when I'm not happy, I make it known to the staff and the 34 other diners that are sitting around.

This is something I cannot help. I expect value for my money, not menus with a 150 items listed on them and ingredients for the kitchen to prepare only 10 of them. Yes, I am talking to you, Café Coffee Day.

6) I'm the only person on this planet who didn't think that 'The Dark Knight' was all that!

Yea, yea, hate me already. You know you want to.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Blah doesn't even begin to cover it.

I have been avoiding this compose page like a plague because I fear that I may have lost that single ounce of writing capability that I once had.

For the first time in my life, I feel like I have nothing to say.

Absolutely nothing.





There are a lot of things on my mind, but trying to push them out of that hole in my face is proving to be quite a task.

So I'm going to leave it at that now, and hope that I get out of this funk in the near future.

Keep your fingers crossed.

ps: Just checked my stats and noticed that someone from the 'Fashion Institute of Technology', was on this site..whoever you are, if you do come back here and see this, can you please get in touch with me. Thanks a ton!

Monday, August 25, 2008


I'm only posting because I have to see for myself if this actually gets posted because I still cannot believe that my cheap ass college actually sprang for a WiFi connection.

Edited to add: Whoa, the connection lasted long enough for this to post. I'm very impressed.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

The good ol' 90's

The other day, during the usual 'snooping-around-on-facebook' phase of my internet time, I happened to find a group, that listed all the things you would remember if you were a kid who grew up in the 90's. Now I actually remember reading an article awhile ago on things that you would remember if you were an INDIAN kid who grew up in the 90's. So I thought I'd make my own list, of course a couple of things may overlap with the other lists that are all over the internet, but come on, that's only because we all remember the same things. After all, we were the cool kids from the 90's, weren't we?

So, here's my version!


  • You know who Mogli from the Jungle Book is, because you watched the show on Doordarshan and you remember singing along to the title track, even though you had no idea what it meant. (This is for the South Indians out there)
  • Wrote an actual letter, or a letter in your head that never materialized to MTV's Most Wanted.
  • You religiously turned on the TV on Sundays at 12 to catch Derek O'Brien on the Bournvita Quiz show. Yes, religiously. Its quite shocking that I of all people loved this show.
  • 'Made in India' by Alisha Chinai was one of your favorite songs and you hoped that one day, a bare bodied Milind Soman would jump out of a box and sweep you off of your feet.
  • Your mom sent you to bed by 8, so that she could watch "Bold and the Beautiful' without you irritating her with questions like "What does 'romantic' mean?"
  • You thought that having a birthday party at the newly opened Pizza Corner made you the coolest gal around.
  • You could sing along to the Vicco Turmeric ad.
  • You got ready for school in the morning while watching 'GI Joe' and 'The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles' on Star Plus.
  • You got the board game "Business" as a gift on at least one of your birthdays.
  • Your wardrobe was almost completely made up of clothes from Weekender Kids.
  • Train rides meant hurriedly buying a Tinkle or a Champak just before you jumped in.
  • You thought Nick Carter from 'The Backstreet Boys' was the 'cutest' guy around! (As 10 year olds, 'hottest' wasn't a word that was in our vocabulary as yet)
  • You managed to entirely cover one wall of your room with posters of Leo DiCaprio.
  • Speaking of which, your mom made you shut your eyes during the infamous 'car' scene in the 'Titanic'.
  • You loved the lollipop 'Mr. Pops' but hated Parle's Lacto King. (Seriously, Lacto King sucked!)
  • You cried every time you watched the movie 'Kuch Kuch Hota Hai'.
  • You wished you had your very own robot sister like Vickie from 'Small Wonder'.
  • You traded your 'tazos' for neon coloured 'Add Gel' pens!
  • You would have given your left eye for a game like 'Jumanji'.
  • Dancing to the Macarena was a given at any party!
  • You remember that 'Lays' were originally called 'Ruffles'.
  • You were hooked onto Cartoon Network and had to be surgically removed from in front of the TV.
  • You grew up a be a pretty awesome dude or chick.
Ok, I know the words 'Dude' and 'Chick' don't fall into the 90's category, but that's cause we grew into the new millennium by then. Because, seriously, you can't deny the fact that we actually are an awesome generation!

PS: If you guys have more points to add, go on ahead, I'm sure that there quite a few that I missed out.

Friday, August 08, 2008


As if I didn't own enough blogs in the blogosphere, I had to go and get myself another one!

This is something that I have been wanting to do for a long time, but other important priorities (READ: lazing around) got in the way. So, without further ado, I give you...

Why? Because I'm lazy and because those are pixels. If you find yourself blinking right about now, go ahead and check it out. Or you could subscribe to the RSS feed and be forever updated on the results of the endless fruitless photo sessions I have with the most insignificant little things in sight.

I can promise that the new photo blog will be updated on a more regular basis than this one is.
Because, my life? Not that happening. But, my camera pointed at various objects lying around the house? Dude, way more interested than the sordid details of my life.

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Day 1 at College

  • Went late for my first class.
  • Dozed off in class.
  • Got caught for dozing off in class.

  • Whined about the rest of the year.
  • Ate crap food from the canteen.
  • Got sick.
  • Did absolutely nothing productive when I got back home.

Yup, I'd say I kept the traditions alive.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

randomness...need I say more? CHAPTER 2

randomness...need I say more? CHAPTER 1 - Written on August 1st, 2007 exactly a year ago.

I haven't been in the best of moods lately. I'm not sure what it has to do with, but 'pissed off' is all I see written on my forehead when I look into the mirror.

My third year at college starts on Monday and no, I am in no way ready for it. It also is not my final year, as a result of which there isn't much to look forward to. I don't want to go into college on Monday feeling all blah, because I'm certain it will screw things up for the rest of the year. Yes, that's the little superstitious person in me talking. So I need to get out of this funk I'm in, so the rest of my year can be slightly less crappier than it usually is.

God, I can't even listen to myself anymore. I hate being so crabby. I'm going to blame it on my genes.

Its actually a couple of hours past the 31st of July but I couldn't bear letting this blog have only three entries for the month, so I'm cheating a little and pushing the date back on this, so I'll have four posts under July. Why, you ask. Because I feel a little guilty, and maybe this will help ease the guilt a tad. You see, the thing is, I've been sitting on my ass this whole month, doing nothing, and I couldn't even find the the extra few minutes it takes to get myself from wherever I was lazing, to the seat in front of the computer to supply this dear little space that I love so much with a couple of words. So an attempt to redeem myself is in order.

The thing with me is, its either all or nothing. Either I bring total mayhem and madness into my life by making myself completely busy or I sit around doing nothing, and by nothing, I actually mean nothing. I said the word 'nothing' thrice in the last sentence so you'll know that it actually means 'nothing'. As I was saying, either I kill my self with work without sleeping a wink, or I do no work at all and sleep until 3 pm. Either starve myself and work out like a maniac or just eat whatever I want in insane quantities. You see, the word balance does not happen to be in my dictionary and trying to achieve an equilibrium at things is something that's way beyond my league. And this I'm going to blame on being an only child. The 'siblingless-ness' of it all brought it out in me.

If you haven't noticed by now, blaming other people, things and situations is something I do on a regular basis. And this I'm going to blame on my nuclear family. My father blames my mother for things, my mother blames my father, they blame me, I blame them. Its a vicious cycle, this blaming game. And one that's isn't planning on dying out anytime soon, I'm afraid.

Another thing you didn't need to know about me. Seriously I should rename this blog 'Unnecessary Confessions Of a Sour Lemon'. Way more fitting, don't you think?

Monday, July 28, 2008

Messiness, thy name is me.

An extremely untidy person by nature, I pretty much spent my whole adolescent and teenage life listening, to my mother scream at me, to clean up the pig sty that was my room. Disobedience, being my norm, I hardly ever adhered to those frequent orders.

I'm still as messy as I've ever been at home, but I've noticed that when I travel, especially alone, I am freaking obsessive compulsive. Turns out there is some of my mother's blood flowing through my veins, after all.

I went on two trips this year with college. We were a bunch of four in a hotel room, an inexplicably tiny hotel room might I add, with one double bed and barely enough space to put our feet. Four college girls doesn't exactly spell the bare necessities in terms of luggage. So there we are, all cramped up in this tiny room, which we unfortunately will call home for the next two weeks, and I get this rabid urge to tidy the place up. So my best friend and I start to clean, stowing away luggage, folding clothes, picking up wet towels off of the floor, throwing away food that's gone way past its 'best before' date, you know, the usual 'living-out-of-a-suitcase' scene. So we finally get done, and sit back surveying our work. Proud of the job we'd done, I pick up my book and continue on the adventures of three young women in Dublin (yes, I live on Chick lit, so sue me!!) when I see a comb that's on the table, slightly askew. I don't know what came over me that minute, I lunged across the bed, jumped over a couple of suitcases barely escaping landing on my face, and moved the comb two centimeters to the right so that it would be in place.

The moment I did that, I stopped. Disbelief washed over me, as I realized that I, the girl who went months without washing her bike, actually moved my fat ass from one end of a room to another to put a comb, of all insignificant things, in its place!

The reason I bring this up is that I've been home for two months now, and only a couple of weeks ago, did I get around to cleaning my room. I can safely say that while the task in itself was no piece of cake, it definitely would not have taken the amount of time that I took on it, which give or take was about three weeks.

Here are some pictures to prove it. (Sorry about the quality, a very sad VGA camera phone was all I had to work with!)

Three weeks later. Not perfect, but awesome for my standards.

So, that's the result of three weeks hard labour. Translation : Two and a half weeks of procrastination and 3 days of work.

Oh, and I hope I didn't scare you guys off with the filth that I lived in. Just trying to keep it real here folks.

Next week, my monstrosity of a closet.

Don't ask me how I get clothes outta there. Its a modern mystery.

While I'm the epitome of untidiness in this aspect, I expect nothing less than perfection from myself when I turn in work at college. Having to attain perfection in a room of crap can be quite a task. And that's something I'll have to repeat ten times everyday hereafter, so I can stop messing up my room.

Can you see the difference between ME - 'The Traveller' and ME - 'The lazy slug at home'. The difference is truly phenomenal. Now the only thing left to do is find someone to sponser my travel so I can learn to be a tidier person or learn to be happy living amongst the filth.
Though the former is extremly tempting, I'd be completely satisfied doing the latter.

Now THERE'S something you didn't need to know about me.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Random much?

Its very unbecoming of me to get serious on my blog. And also slightly scary. So lets revert back to the usual nonsensical crap that I so easily manage to churn out, shall we. Bulleted list of all the happenings in this little life of mine.

  • After many failed attempts of getting back into my former obsessive reading habit, I have finally finished my first book of the summer and am halfway through the next one. For someone who used to live in the library, practically the entire summer, the TV and the internet have truly wrecked havoc in my life. I'm not complaining though.
  • For a person who 99% of the time, thinks she's right, having to say "I was wrong, you were right and I'm sorry" doesn't exactly happen to be in my repertoire. This is definitely not something to be proud of, but it is something that I have been working on.
  • Being on the heavier side, shopping for clothes is painful to say the least. If I was trying to be descriptive.. indescribably, excruciatingly horrific would be an understatement. Now this shopping experience wouldn't be half as bad if you had a mother who say, was not that into shopping for herself or a mother who wasn't half your size. Unfortunately, my mother happens to fall into both those categories. So while the experience of trying on a billion outfits and finding that none fit you is traumatic enough, whats worse is your mother walking out of the store with more clothes for herself than you, even though you originally went to shop for yourself.
  • Sitting at home and lazing around is something that I have elevated to an art form. I should write a book on it. It would probably be a best seller.
  • I have horrible hair. Its curly one day, its wavy the next. It never stays the way its supposed to and is terribly what someone who actually cared would say. I have never been one to look after myself. I use zero hair products except for shampoo and conditioner, zero moisturizers and creams, zero makeup except for kajal, that is if I can find it. I'm very low maintenance in this sense, but I got my hair cut a couple of days ago, and trust me when I say, it is by far the worst one I've ever had, and trust me I've had my fair share of bad hair cuts. The worst part? It cost me six hundred bucks! If it were up to me, I'd have gone to the fake Chinese salon down the road, but no, my mom convinced me to go someplace "nice", because I don't cut my hair too often. And that is the story of the worst hair cut. That and being called 'Simba' because of my wild mane.
  • I love my google reader, have I ever mentioned that before. Its the first thing I check in the morning, and the last thing I check before I go to sleep. Yes, I realize I need some sort of detox, but I don't want any and its a choice I'm happy to make. I subscribe to over 120 blogs ranging from personal blogs to tech blogs to design & photoshop blogs to cooking blogs to celeb blogs to pop culture blogs to craft blogs. Basically my point is, I read A LOT of blogs, but I've come to notice that it is never enough. I spend the whole day refreshing the page, because I read them all so quickly and I'm left wanting more, which isn't exactly possible because not many people update more than once a day. Anyway, the bottom line, I need more blogs to read. I love going to other people's blogs and stumbling upon other blogs, but that gets tiring after awhile. I know there are a lot of people who read this site and don't comment. I want to read your blogs! You don't ever have to comment again, just this once to leave your blog address behind, so I'll have more stuff to read. Its only fair!'m talking to you! Send me an invite will you, I'd love to read! To people who already comment, I read all your blogs and love them all!

It took a week to post this cause I'd sit down everyday and write only one point.
I think I can proudly claim the title of queen of procrastination after this, don't you?

Friday, July 04, 2008

Of the future, life and of hope...

Walking down the road the other day, I found myself in the middle of what seemed like a gaggle of freshmen from a nearby college. They were walking together in groups, and as I crossed the road, I landed right between two of these groups. The pair of girls in front of me were chattering loudly and me, being myself, walked a little faster to catch up to them to listen to what they were saying. Yes, I eavesdrop. Its a vice or rather an activity of mine, that I tend to indulge in, on a regular basis. It ends up giving me a lot to laugh about but also having to deal with people who catch me laughing to myself in public. That can be quite embarrassing, although completely worth it.

Anyway, as I caught up to the girls, I heard them talking about marriage and astrologers and the like. One was the girls had supposedly gone to see her family astrologer the previous day, who had told her that she might get married the following year or something in that context (I couldn't hear too well). The other girl replied saying that her astrologer had told her that she might get married the year she turns 23. Both the girls were mighty excited at the prospect of their future weddings and were giggling the same way I remember doing when I was their age.

I remember sitting around friends at slumber parties, imagining all our weddings. The time, the place, the clothes, the shoes, the men...we talked about it all, delighting ourselves with each little detail, our giggles laced with hopes for the future and for the rest of our lives.

Now, when I think of the future, I don't see weddings, or husbands, or babies. I see myself, sitting down at the end of a hard day's work, looking out a window at the pouring rain, thanking God that I had made it home before it started. I also see myself happy, albeit the absence of the cushy family life that was previously a big chapter in my book of images of the future.

Its weird the way your outlook on things can change in a short period of time. The way I saw things in December are most definitely not the way I see them now. I can actually feel this surreal transition into adulthood and let me tell you, it is not pretty. I'm beginning to realize my strengths and my weaknesses, and finding out that I have more of the latter than of the former has been pretty tough. At times I feel like I'm being cynical, but then I actually think about it and I realize that this is reality, this is life. This is the thing that everyone screws up at least a couple hundred times. Life isn't gonna be a bed of roses, heck it isn't even gonna be a bed of malli poos*! And exams aren't gonna be the worst things that we face! Its scary this realization. I've learnt a lot about myself in the past month, some stuff that makes me happy, and some stuff that makes me sad, wait, scratch that, a lot of stuff that makes me sad, but I've also learnt, that these are the things that make a person. Not necessarily a perfect person, but a person none the less. And this is the only person that we've got to work with, so we better make the best of it.

Life is funny. It makes you smile one day and it makes you cry the next. I guess that's the great thing. Not knowing the future is a perfect gift because it allows room for hope, and hope is something we all can do a little of.

*malli poo - tamil for jasmine flowers

Saturday, June 28, 2008


Spotted this tag somewhere, and was itching to do it, but unfortunately, when I tried answering the questions, I was stumped. Believe me, I spent 45 minutes just on the second question. It was like I being held at gunpoint, making a life or death decision! Oh and my new flickr obsession also slightly fueled this tag.

Anyway, here are the rules.

  1. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
  2. Using only the first page, pick an image.
  3. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into fd’s mosaic maker).

1. What is your first name?
Lemonade, to you.
2. What is your favorite food? Right now?
Pineapple Pizza. This is the answer I spent 45 minutes on. Pathetic, I know. (Not the pizza, but the fact that I love food so much that it was so hard for me to make a decision)
3. What high school did you go to?
Convent. I went to this convent in Chennai. Some of the best days of my life, yes, even with the obsessive compulsive white satin ribbon rule.
4. What is your favorite color?
Red. I think I've already mentioned this a couple hundred times here.
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
Wentworth Miller. Need I say more?
6. Favorite drink?
Definitely Lemon Tang. Its my lifeblood, this time of year.
7. Dream vacation?
Bora Bora, French Polynesia.
8. Favorite dessert?
Lemon Ice cream. If you think I'm joking, I'm not. If you're ever in Anna Nagar, go to Deli Fresh. Trust me, it'll be the best fifteen bucks you'll ever spend.
9. What do you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
My family.
11. One Word to describe you.
Quirky. You see that, don't you?
12. Your flickr name.
Lemon Snap. Maybe its time I get over this lemon thing, no?

Flick Credits:
1. Lemonade and Lime, 2. Bacon & Pineapple Pizza, 3. Convent Distorted, 4. `paint the town red., 5. Wentworth Miller, 6. DSCF0140, 7. KAP Bora May 07, 2006-06, 8. pickled sour cherries on lemon ice cream, 9. don't worry be happy new year, 10. My family..., 11. Quirky, 12. Swedish snaps for the holidays

I'd take up this tag if I were you.

Its a nice way to spend 45 minutes pondering about your favorite food.

Friday, June 27, 2008


I'm in a weirdly happy mood. The kind that makes you smile for the tiniest things. The same kind where you're thankful for all the simple things in life.

Like old family photos.

Deliciously delightful french songs.

The joy of being able to do nothing all day.

That five minutes you believe in love after you watch a perfect chick flick.

The absence of the cell phone ringing.

That feeling when you realize that you already have the song that you've been frantically searching for on the internet for the past three days.

Licking chocolate off of your fingers.

Singing along loudly to cheesy old songs.
(Let me emphasize on the 'loudly' on that last sentence!)

Being able to put these feeling down.
(Not well, but at least I'll know that there were days like these when I'm down in the dumps!)

Anyway, I guess its just one of those days, or nights rather, considering that fact that its happens to be almost 4 in the morning!

To all you guys and to all the little things that make you smile. I know you know what I'm talking about.

Happy Friday!

Sunday, June 22, 2008

You "actually" blog??

Let me tell you, hiding under a shell for ten days does absolutely nothing for your conscience. Your guilty conscience that is. Especially for a person like me, who gets itchy if she doesn't post on her blog for more than 5 days. But as per usual, procrastination still rates high on my set of daily activities, so its no wonder that I procrastinated getting out from under that shell.

So, here I am, not afraid anymore. The slew of people asking me if I "ACTUALLY" blog, made me go under the blankets and hide my face for fear that if I said yes, they'd all run and go find my blog and consequently read whatever I had managed to keep a secret for two years! Yes, sometimes, I actually am that self obsessed; thinking that people don't have lives and that all they'd want to do was come dig around the internet and find my blog. But then, at times like these I gradually get over myself , and realize that the world in fact does NOT revolve around me!

Anonymity is awesome! Did you know that? Especially in circumstances like these. Its gives you the freedom to say whatever you want, knowing that no one is going to judge you. And even if they do, who gives a shit, its not like they know who you are anyway.

But when those safe walls of anonymity are broken down, its like, there you are, in all your raw, messy, undignified glory for all the world to see. And no, you are not that in real life (Ok, maybe sometimes), rather you try not to be, that's why you keep a place like THIS for all your outbursts, rantings and other shenanigans. Come on, a girl has to vent! But now, when this somewhat sacred place is invaded, where exactly are you supposed to go??

Anyway, I've decided that I can't be bothered anymore. If people I know find this space, let them! They can use the material on this page as fodder for gossip, they can form opinions, they can change opinions and they can judge all they want. I'm done hiding beneath that shell...and you know what..

It feels great to be back.


Wednesday, June 11, 2008

The Blogger Part..Finally!!

Ok, first off, all those who attended the meet, my apologies for making you sit through that painful 1.2 minute supposed ‘welcome’ that I gave!

Anyway, back to the beginning of the story. After an enormous fight with my mother about her punctuality issues, I stormed out of the house, tear streaked face and all, car keys in hand, determined to get to T.nagar in 15 minutes flat.

I made it in about 24 minutes. (With a couple more to spare before the meet was scheduled to start.)

So I walk in, with a nervous smile on my face, my apprehension getting the best of me, find the first empty seat (which happened to be in the second row) and plonk myself down, waiting pretty impatiently to see a face that I could recognize. A couple of minutes pass, with me nervously looking around the room and vaguely smiling at people, who for the record were not smiling back at me! At this juncture, I have to confess that I'm an extremely shy person and find it very hard to go up to a person and introduce myself. Yes I have some confidence issues. Now, ssh, don't tell anyone that!

Prayers answered, Anju walks in, and daintily perches her pretty little self right in front of me. I find a friend in her and am thankfully kept company until the meet officially started.

A PowerPoint presentation with the Indiblogger boys hilariously running up to the screen and covering the ‘Pune’ credit later, everyone began to loosen up. The 1 minute of fame round was pretty interesting with almost all the bloggers coming up and introducing themselves and their blogs. And by 1 minute, I mean 1 minute, since I was the official time keeper and all, now made famous by a very embarrassing picture in ‘The Hindu’!

We then had a break of about 30 minutes during which Anju, JollyRoger, Captain Jack sparrow, Bungi, Divia and me, laughed our asses off, for what I can’t seem to remember now! As JollyRoger said, a near riot was caused by the six of us!

After everyone had had their fill of the food and nearly not as much of the laughter, the ‘Do you know your readers’ round began, where, random comments (that I scrounged and picked from around the net) were read out and the owner of the blog from where the comment was taken had to stand up and do a lil jig. There was then a play by ‘The Rebelz’, a presentation on mobile blogging by 'The Pseudonym' and another presentation on Windows Live writer by Sandhya Rajan.

The meeting wrapped up with everyone greedily grabbing at the “WE BLOG, THEREFORE WE ARE’ Indiblogger t-shirts. Thanks you guys and Renie (you know for what..he he)

Oh crap, forgot to mention that i was made to do the Indiblogger jig too, since i was the one who collected the comments (Anju, I’m gonna get you for this!) which was not a good idea because, I can safely say that i am in the only person in the world whose two left do not point to the left, but point all the way to the back. Seriously, I suck at dancing. So, any slight dance move, or any move for that matter, gets killed even before I attempt to do it!

All in all, Sunday was the most fun I’d had in a long, long time considering the fact that I’d been stuck at home WITH the chicken pox and WITHOUT the internet for the past three weeks!!

It was great seeing so many bloggers all in one place and that too at the newly proclaimed blogging capital of India. I met some awesome people and made some great friends, (you know who you are!) What else could you ask for, seriously!

Again, I’d like to thank all you guys at Indiblogger and all the bloggers who turned up. It was great fun!

So Renie, when's the next one happening??

PS: Oh and I was on NDTV, making all kinds of faces. To say that it was embarrassing, is a gross understatement people!!

Oh and here are a few Pictures!!

Thursday, May 22, 2008


12 hours from now, I will be hurriedly dragging a bulging suitcase across Chennai Central Station trying to find a train which will take me to Calicut, where I am sure I'll be a victim of the 'Whine, Moan and Groan' Gods for the next 13 days.

Usual circumstances, I would be excited. This time I'm not.

Traveling with 60 other people, the majority of whom you don't converse with, because you cannot understand the freakin' language, is not my idea of fun. God, I hate Hindi. (hold the comments, guys!)

Even after all these years, it gives me the chills when I think about how I used to shiver and shake, the nights before my Hindi exams. 11 years of studying the language and the only thing I can say half decently is 'tumhara naam kya hai'. It is disgraceful and I know it, but when you wholeheartedly decide to loathe something at the tender age of five, it kinda sticks.

When you enter a college in your own city where 95% of the student population are from the other end of the country, language tends to be a bit of a problem. Being someone who has to know what everyone is saying around her, all the time, this language thing proves to be pain in the ass. I put up with it for 2 years, I have 2 more to go, but I can't say I'm looking forward to 312 hours of being surrounded by that NOISE.

I'm pretty sure I did not sign up for this.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

life lessons

To go back a year later and peep into all the work you've done, is a tad depressing when you realize that it has all trickled down the drain leading to nowheresville.

Somewhere around this time, last year, I started my design blog, where I though it would be a brilliant idea to use my so called talent and dole out free custom templates to those in need of them, through the goodness of my heart.

Lets cut to the chase though. I cannot believe how FREAKING DELUSIONAL I was!!

When something is free, tons of people come running. I know I shouldn't be saying this though, because I was once known for walking around the supermarket trying to find items with the words 'FREE (something')' plastered on them, and then I would proceed to buy the said item just to obtain whatever I was getting free with it, and then I'd walk around the entire day, filled with glee because I had just gotten something FREE!!!

Requests came pouring in, and I tried to please. Requests for changes came, I gave up my last few minutes of internet time making them. Fonts that were disliked, I changed them. Colours that were a shade off, I changed those too and in the end, the people you help, end up screwing you over and start making money off of you. People get so demanding, that, after awhile you feel so bogged down and the trouble that you go through to do something for someone else just doesn't seem worth it anymore. Bloggers are a fussy bunch, we all know that, so I can't say I was too surprised that this happened. I was kinda expecting it at some point anyway, but I didn't think I'd crack this soon. I've actually been away from that space for quite awhile now, it depresses me to go back, because I always end up clicking on the links to find that my work has disappeared, not that I expected it to sit there for long, but not seeing it where it was just a couple of months back, hurts a little.

Just to make thing clear, I am not bitter. On the contrary, I cannot even begin to explain the amount of satisfaction it gives me when I looked at a finished project. I usually get up off of my chair, take a step back and survey my work and most often than not, feel this spurt of happiness inside that I know nothing else can ever trigger. I have to say that it was a amazing experience though.

I'm not planning to shut the blog down, that would break my heart, but I am planning on starting a new one where I'll be charging for services. Charging minimally, seeing how far a dollar goes in this country. I actually feel like a capitalistic pig for even thinking about this, but lets see how it goes for a couple of months. I actually didn't want too blog about any of this. Lately I seem to be rethinking everything I want to write about and finally end up not writing about it, but I started typing out this post, and now i fell like I have to publish it. I feel pretty horrible doing so, but this is my blog and this is what I'm feeling right now, so I'm gonna hit that publish button and hope to God that I don't get a ton of hate mail for this.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Hello you!

16 hours of sleep, two days worth of food and one huge pimple on my forehead, later, I am back!

A roller coaster ride of hits, misses (mostly misses) and torture and trauma has finally come to an end. It still doesn't erase the fact that I have two more tickets to ride this coaster. But for now, its done. I can finally breathe, breathe the air of food, sleep and most importantly the internet. I missed you. Not to say that I haven't been here all this time, oh I was here alright (What did you think was the root of all the procrastination that was going on) but never in spirit. If you've noticed, I'm back to being myself, never knowing what to say, so reverting to the one thing I know best, typing crap to make it seem like I actually have an entire blog post mapped out in this little head of mine.

So another summer at my feet, well, not exactly a whole summer, I leave to Calicut next week for two whole weeks! Not as exciting as it sounds though, its for a college project and everyone is pretty much as 'blah' about it as I am. I don't know why, but lately I seem to be feeling a bit 'blah' about everything. I guess I'm in a 'blah' phase right now, which hopefully should pass, not that I don't completely enjoy sitting around and feeling sorry for myself. Its awesome fun. You should try it sometime!

Yes I get it. I shouldn't exactly try and use sarcasm to be funny, it comes out completely wrong and then it prompts me to type out a stupid explanation as to why I'm so bad at this. Kill me already!

Anyway, the fact that the time is 2:42 isn't exactly helping the funk that I seem to be in. So I'll catch you at the other end of today! Bye!

Saturday, April 26, 2008


I'm probably not gonna be around for the next couple of weeks, which is quite heartbreaking cause I happen to love this space and all you guys reading it. I'm gonna miss you'll.

If you miss me too, you can find me HERE!! Microblogging!

Yup, that's right..I'm on twitter, which is actually pretty great once you get the hang of it. Which I haven't happened to have gotten, by the way. I'm still trying to find my way, sniffing around the place like a pup in a new house. But, wait a sec, I can't be twittering and barking at the same time, can I? I would be like cat-dog (on cartoon network) then, except I wouldn't, cause I'd be bird-dog.

Shit, I'm so stressed.. I have no idea what I'm saying!

Ok..So, I'll see you guys on twitter, where you can catch the mini adventures of *drumroll*

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Like Magic


How cool was that disappearing act! I'm getting better and better at this everyday!

What, you don't believe I can magically disappear??

That's ridiculous!

Wait a sec, let me do it again!

So I put the black satin cloth over my head....

And whisper the magic words!

*Go finish your work you idiot, cause you know if you don't, you're gonna flunk this year!!*

And POOF...I'm gone!!

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Musical Musings

Because I couldn't come up with a cornier title!


Today, I feel like stealing. Told you I have a bad girl streak hidden somewhere in me.

Actually, I'm not stealing, nor am I 'wild' or 'bad' or however you want to put it.

Whoa..I think I feel the 'Drunk Writing Syndrome' setting in. For those of you who haven't a clue of what I'm saying, its what happens when you let your fingers go berserk on the keyboard, and as a result all that's coming out is a bunch of words that you had no clue were even in your head. Basically, its how you would write if you were piss drunk, except in this case, you're not. Yup, so that about sums it up.

What was I saying..Ya, so I'm merely borrowing a tag from a blog that I found today. I've seen this tag around in a couple of places, but had never actually gotten around to doing it, well you know, because of my other perpetually present syndrome, its called 'The Lazy Lemonade' syndrome. It think the name pretty much explains itself.

So, here are the rules of the tag

1. Put your iPod (or other source of music) on shuffle mode.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write the name of the song no matter what. No cheating!

Here goes nothing. And please, for the love of all things good and holy, don't judge me on my taste in music. Its about as fifty time as varied and weird as me. Maybe even a hundred.

"If someone says 'Is this okay?', you say?"
Going gets tough - Boyzone

Spot on, if things weren't okay, but I had no choice but to accept them, that's probably what I would say.

"What would best describe your personality?"
The Actor - Michael learns to Rock

Whoa, totally didn't expect that! Actually it is kind of true in a sense, you see, if there's something I've noticed, its that I can even be the person I am on my blog, in real life, and I can never be the person I am in real life, on my blog. The whole thing is pretty twisted. Wouldn't call it acting though.

"What do you like in a guy/girl?"
There's gotta be more to life - Stacie Orrico

Ha ha ha ha ha.....

"How do you feel today?"
Goodness Gracious Me - Peter sellers & Sophia Loren


"What is your life's purpose?"
I feel lonely - Sasha

Great! That just totally confirmed my borderline loner issues.

"What is your motto?"
Starts with Goodbye - Carrie Underwood

"Its sad, but sometimes, moving on with the rest of your life, Starts with goodbye."
Pretty damn appropriate I would say. I mean its all about getting over the crap that's presently eating your head, and moving on. You cannot progress if you can't find the strength to get over the fact that you just finished the last sip of coke in your house. You have to come to terms and remind yourself, that it isn't the end of the world.

"What do your friends think of you?"
Funkytown - Lipps Inc

That's what I think of them too. What a coincidence!

"What do you think of your parents?"
Girl - The Beatles

Absolutely unrelated. SO unrelated in fact, that I can't even seem to spin any crap to say about it.

"What do you think about very often?"
Chasing the Sun - The Calling

Its more like chasing the stars in my case. I really don't need to get tanned any further, I'm dark enough as it is.

"What is 2+2?"
You really got me - Sanjaya Malakar

Yes, sometimes I tend to space out and even basic arithmetic skills completely escape me.

"What do you think of your best friend?"
Tears in Heaven - Eric Clapton

If there's anywhere we both are going together, its probably hell!

"What do you think of the person you like?"
Seasons of Love - Rent OST


"What is your life story?"
Dare to Dream - Jo Dee Messina

Totally. Enough said.

"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
Corner of your Heart- Ingrid Michaelson

Be in the corner of someone's heart? Probably. But that's only among a ton of other things.

"What do you think when you see the person you like?"
Que Sera Sera - Connie Francis
Whatever will be, will be, I guess.

"What do your parents think of you?"

Thank You - Dido

Obviously! I mean, come on, I brought the light into their lives. Why wouldn't they thank me?! :P

"What will you dance to at your wedding?"

Wanted Dead or Alive - Jon Bon Jovi


"What will they play at your funeral?"

Angel - Better than Ezra

Hit the jackpot on this one..didn't I? It also happens to be completely true, by the way. :) See? Isn't that the most angelic smile you've ever seen?!

"What is your hobby/interest?"

Lambada - Kaoma

Ha ha..that's a joke. Dancing in one thing that I've never been interested in, except when I'm safe in the brick walled confines of my bedroom, with only a full length mirror to laugh at my two left feet.

"What is your biggest secret?"

All That Jazz - Chicago OST

Obviously. It wouldn't exactly be a secret if it didn't have anything 'jazzy' about it.

"What do you think of your friends?"

I got you Babe - Sonny & Cher

I do! I got their backs.

"What should you post this as?"
Sippin on Barcadi Rum - Groove Connection

Sure feels like it!

Ok, I gotta go! But please people, do this tag!! Its so much fun. And when you'll do, leave the link in the comment box, so I can come over and make fun of your taste in music!

Kidding! :)

Happy Sunday evening!

Thursday, April 03, 2008

blog party!!

Not exactly! Well, sort of, anyway.

Look who finally decided to grace her beloved blog with her presence!

Seriously, I need to get my life back on track here, laziness seems to be reigning over every little cell in my body. My life, in addition to being depressing is now turning chaotic, so chaotic in fact, that I can't seem to be able to find any balance anymore. Not that I was well balanced individual to begin with, but you know what I'm talking about, right?
Well, if you don't, then that's probably because this is the first time you're finding yourself here. To know a little more about my extremely unbalanced self, go read the archives of this blog. I'm sure they'll provide you a good insight into the utter and complete insanity that is me.

Anyway, what prompted me to post in the middle of my previously mentioned chaotic existence, is to tell all you guys that Chennai's gonna have its very own blogger meet!!

I don't hear any 'woo-hoo'ing or hooting!!

Whats wrong with you guys??

I said CHENNAI is gonna have its very own BLOGGER MEET!!

*Hears distant catcalls and imagines nerdy bloggers in the suburbs of madras pumping their fists in the air*

Yup, That's more like it!!

psst...Don't try to deny it, we bloggers are quite a nerdy bunch!

I can't wait for it! Its being organising by Indiblogger and is definitely bound to be good fun! Anyone reading here in Chennai, please get over to the site and register yourselves, right now! Yes of course I mean NOW!!

What're you waiting for?? GO!!

17/05/2008 at 16:00
Chennai Blogger Meet

Check out some of the reviews of the earlier meets at Pune and Bangalore and also go look at the Indiblogger Flick group. Click on all the links and go crazy guys! :)

See you there!

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Shooting bullets!

I never know what I'm going to write about, until I coerce my fingers to do that rhythmical tapping jig that they do on the keyboard. It is usually quite a task..getting my fingers to do that rhythmically tapping jig. And while they're doing that, most often than not, I'm usually hoping that, what's coming out of them will at least be vaguely readable. Since I have nothing in particular to bore you with today, I figured I'd resort to the ever reliable bullets to give you an idea of the random happenings in my life.

Disclaimer: Reader will probably die a fatal death of boredom during the course of this post. If indeed found dead, I am in no way responsible for the remnants of his/her body. His/her soul of course, is probably already on its way to haunt me.

  • Last week I was in the car with my mother when she stopped abruptly in the middle of the road, I looked up from the label of the tissue box I was reading, only to catch a chicken cross the road. A chicken crossing a road. A CHICKEN CROSSING A ROAD!!

  • Google reader happens to be my new best friend. I found her in November, and I've held her hand while walking around school everyday. Literally. Seriously, this tiny blurb does her absolutely no justice, she deserves a post of her own, which hopefully will find its way here sometime in the near future, if I can get off my lazy ass, that is. Translation: School being the Internet for people who didn't get it.

  • Writing an 80 page project report on your internship in the middle of nowhere sure can zap all the energy out of you. Wait a sec, I got that wrong, I actually meant, writing 2.00078 % of an 80 page project report on your internship in the middle of nowhere sure can zap all the energy out of you.

  • Last night I accidentally fell asleep at 9 pm, but got up at approximately 2:30 am and proceeded to sit on the internet for the next hour and a half. I can't believe I'm this addicted. When did this happen?!

  • I gave up the three C's for lent, chocolate, coke and chips. Thank God, easter's coming, there's a tub of chocolate ice cream in the freezer that's just waiting to be devoured.

  • My middle name is procrastination. seriously, I began this post sometime Thursday night!!

  • I own two sand filled animals, that are a couple of some of my most prized possessions. In addition to my insanity and my zero sense of humor, that is. Their names are Lizzie the Lizard and Fiona the Frog, and I keep them next to my computer monitor at home. They actually are a lizard and a frog, but I find that when you suffix a title to a name, it makes it sound a tad grander. Yes, I know that 'the lizard' and 'the frog' aren't exactly titles.

  • Just so you know, I have no clue what I'm typing out. For someone who's never ever gotten drunk in her life, I sure do a good job of acting it. Just wanted to make sure that we were clear on that.

Monday, March 17, 2008

1:31 am

I found something hilarious while stumbling around the web today. I haven't posted anything from in the internet in a while, so I thought this would be apt. Not in a religious context on anything, because trust me I'm not religiously biased and I don't mean to hurt anyone's religious sentiments, but its just apt for this site, not completely but sorta. And by 'sorta', I mean only halfway apt....Oh god, maybe I should shut up and post the damn thing already!

I almost squealed when I first saw it, the squeal was then followed by my very distinct and not to mention loud, trademark motor laugh. Don't ask me how it sounds, because then I'd have to demonstrate it, and if I do that, then I sure as hell will be the next laughing stock of the blogworld, which would be pretty ironic because everyone will be laughing at my laugh!

Seriously, I really surprise myself with the amount of crap I manage to cram into a single post. You'd think that if I was so intent on sounding this stupid, I'd at least try to space the stupidity out between a few posts, but no, here I am, on a quest to make my idiocy known to the whole world, or rather just the people who read this blog, who come to think of it, do mean the whole world to me. So again, I wanna thank you guys for 'you know what', you'll are awesome, each and every single one of you. There'll be cupcakes in the mail for you'll. Well not in reality anyway, but in my mind. That counts for something, right?

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

woo hoo

Its at this juncture, where I wonder, how things most often than not, (TOUCH WOOD) go right for me! If I was jumping up and down and smiling so hard that I was afraid that my face was gonna crack, the last time, this time I'm completely beyond blown me..I've been blown away so far, that the world just look like a tiny blue spec to me! Like Phoebe's tattoo.
Should I just say thank you, or should I come find each your houses individually to give you a big hug?! I'm torn, I don't know what to do! If I could, I would bake each of you guys individual little cupcakes with your initials in chocolate sprinkles. But unfortunately, my paltry student allowance will not permit it.

Shit, look at me, I came here to give my Oscar-like acceptance speech but I find myself, rambling on, gibberish.

Anyway, thank you guys, from the bottom of my heart. This award is completely undeserving and I know it, but when good things happen to you, you can't help but embrace them, forget embracing them..I'm probably gonna hug this moment and hold on to it for all eternity.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008


The clock reads 1:53am and the date is the 5th of march, which coincidentally happens to the day I was born. Nineteen whole years ago.

I can't believe I'm on the threshold of adulthood. What's even more unbelievable is the fact that I just used the phrase 'threshold of adulthood'. Am I really getting that old?

The birthday feeling still hasn't set in as yet for some reason. I don't feel anything except a weird numbness, like its just another day, but somehow is different, just not in a very significant way. If the previous sentence sounded like crap to you, then it probably is. Like I said I'm so numb, I can't even fell the keys while typing this out, so it probably is just a load of rubbish.

I reread what I 'd just written, and they sound like the words of an emotionless cynic, which I am not, most of the time at least. I think the time of the day (or the night in this case) does that to you. So it isn't exactly my fault. That's my latest trick, by the way, blaming stuff on the time. Is it working?

If by now you're wondering why you're still here, reading the words of a psychotic 'almost adult', I don't blame you. But please, stay and wish me a Happy Birthday, I'm sure it'll make my day however cynical I may seem.

Monday, March 03, 2008

Pure joy

Back home after the two week stint in the middle of nowhere, and guess what the stork dropped off in my absence!

That's precious new baby!!! With her durable body (which the lord knows, I need!) and her 160 GB hard disk, which has me grinning with glee and her NVIDIA 8600 Geforce 256 mb card (I think) and the 2 GB RAM and the Intel® CoreTM 2 Duo Processor 2.0GHz. If you're a girl and you don't get all that, I don't blame you, I didn't know what that crap meant either until like a week before I placed my order. But if you're a guy and are unable to comprehend what I'm saying the, shame on you!

Enough of the never ending specifics, take a look at her.

I't she just gorgeous?! (I'm still undecided, if its a 'she' or a 'he', I tried out the 'he' but it didn't sound right, so its a 'she' for now.)

I kind of have a thing for red stuff...My bike is red and so is my iPod, so it was only natural that I went hunting around to find a red laptop. Anyway, must go, fill her up with some delicious software. A new baby does need her nourishment after all.

If you haven't figured it out by now, yes, I think I have gone slightly nuts. Don't worry, its a daily occurrence me, should hopefully pass in a couple of hours.

If you're reading (which, I hope you're not!) thank you Dadu!! ( Now please find that little red cross at the top right hand of the monitor and click it, NOW! too Ma!)

So much for being anonymous, huh..parents finding out about you're blog and all. But that's a whole other story, right now I gotta get back to something that's sitting there and looking all pretty. In fact, I can actually hear it call out to me...

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

middle of where?

Sitting in a random internet centre, at an age old computer with sweat pouring down my back, in an awfully humid town in the middle of nowhere is not a fun way to write a post. I agree that if its a town, then its probably not in the middle of nowhere, but I'm sure you know what I'm talking about.

Got here yesterday morning, and have been on my toes ever since. Literally. (My calf muscles are actually paining). I'm on a two week intership in the above mentioned 'middle-of-nowhere' town and so far its been a dusty dreary journey. Two days doesn't exactly count as a jorney but this happens top be my blog and I happen to like being a drama queen. So to illustrate the above piont...its been TWO WHOLE HORRIBLE DAYS IN A DUSTY AND DREARY "MIDDLE-OF-NOWHERE' TOWN!

I've been trying to catch up with the rest of the world for the past fifty five minutes and I'm afraid one hour at the net centre is all my lowly student allowanance will allow. So I'll have to leave you at this and come back and finish this story sometime later. Sometime later means sometime when i'm not on my toes, which is actually quite ironic because this happens to be quite a 'dead-ish' town. Speaking of it being a 'dead-ish' town, did I also mention that it is in the middle of nowhere?

Saturday, February 09, 2008

A Thousand Words

Pictures are supposedly worth a thousand words right?

At times like these, when I'm struggling to find ten words to string together a decent sentence, pictures do come in handy.

But thankfully, this particular picture does say more than a thousand words. I mean just look at their adorable faces, for heaven's sake!

*Taken on Thiruvanmiyur Beach sometime last year.

Thursday, January 31, 2008


A dark and dreary classroom in one corner of a weirdly constructed college.

Fifty six 'bored-out-of-their-minds' students sitting on fifty six extremely uncomfortable stools.

One overly enthusiastic professor who seems to be wearing a shirt meant for a 19 year old roadside romeo.

One twenty year old who is wearing pink barrettes meant for 5 year olds.

The Indian equivalent of a dumb blonde who is clearly amused with the animated way that she's twirling her hair.

The class clown trying very hard to keep his eyelids from completely shutting.

One new couple making goo goo eyes at each other across the room.

The class suck up busy nodding her head away, to every word, the man who's wearing the shirt meant for a 19 year old says.

Fifteen students who have their eyes fixed on a single point on the white board at the front of the class.

The girl with the dupatta wrapped tightly around her neck, trying to hide the insane number of hickeys that she currently possesses.

And the innocent little blogger trying to weasel a post out of herself, making the best out of an exceptionally humdrum class.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Overheard on the phone

Me: I had the yummiest strawberry juice at fruit shop today!

Boy who thinks he's too cool: Really? I don't like strawberry juice.

Me: Why not?

Boy who thinks he's too cool: I dont know, cause it tastes really girly.

Me: !!!!!!!

Friday, January 25, 2008

Slightly unbelievable

So I get up at 1:00 pm, all groggy eyed with nightmare morning hair and the first thing I do is log onto the computer, check my mail ( one from shutterstock and one for some survey, seriously it is so pissing off not getting any readable mail) and then go log onto my faithful little google reader which also happens to be my secret lover, so sshh, don't tell anyone.

Anyway, I scan all the stuff that's there and then get to a post from ProBlogger, which announced that the nominees for the 2008 Bloggies had been I pop over there planning to go vote for the perpetually nominated Dooce like I always do, because she has made my life so much more meaningful. So as I scroll down to find her in one of the categories , my eyes skim over the rest of the nominees for all the other categories and guess what I seriously..guess!!

It kinda is impossible to guess because the whole thing is kinda unbelievable!! I am nominated for Best Asian Blogger! How this happened, I cannot even begin to fathom but it still doesn't stop me from jumping up and down and from grinning so hard, that I'm scared my face is gonna crack.

Proof that I'm not making all this up even though its the most absurdly unbelievable thing in the world.

I have no clue who nominated me but whoever did, believe me, I am beyond grateful to you! It is a huge honour and I still can't digest the fact that it is what it is. I know I hardly deserve it what with my absence and all the random nonsense that I manage to put on this page.

Anyway, please vote for me if you think I deserve it, or even if you think I don't. I will be indebted to you. There's a link on top you can click on to get to the nominees page. you basically just have to choose it,and then choose all the other blogs you want to vote for (there are some great blogs on there, I'm not talking about mine) and go down, type out your email address and click submit. The site sends you a verification email with a link which you will have to check and click on. I know it seems like an awful lot to do for some random 18 year old blogger girl you don't even know, but I'm asking sweetly, aren't i? :)

So a huge thank you to those of you vote and for those of you who don't (though I'm hoping really badly that you do!) and to those of you who put up with me, through all the non existent drama that I somehow manage to create!