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.

Quaintly.net

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.

The Pioneer Woman.com

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.

Dooce.com

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.

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!
  

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.

Dailies

*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.

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!

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.

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.

Zero.

Zip.

Zilch.

Nada.

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!

Testing.

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.

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 WERE AN INDIAN KID WHO GREW UP IN THE 90'S, IF...

• 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 first email address was the lamest one you've ever had. Eg : koolchick2000@yahoo.com

• 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.

Pixelated

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...

Lazy Pixels

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.