First things first..Thank you Angad!! Itunes currently says that I've listened to 'Into Yesterday', 38 times in the past 5 hours.
I've got a week off at the moment and as usual I'm evading work! so what else is new. I feel like being random today..my eyes are all bleary and I'm yawning nineteen to the dozen, but I feel like blogging, so here I am attempting to type out a post trying to sound the least bit intelligible!
Since we are being random, let me tell you this really funny story. Well, it was funny to me..but I've never been good at telling funny stories, I've noticed that I always screw up the ending which as every sane person knows, is the essence of a funny story.
Anyway, I went over to my best friend's place on Saturday to spend some time with her, watch a movie and you know, to catch up on all the weekly gossip. So we decided to walk over to the video store and get a couple of movies. On the way to the video store she was telling me this story about this guy who had called her a couple of days back and asked her out on a date. Lets call him P. For for a little background..P and me used to go for the same vocal classes when we were like twelve and believe it or not, I had a teeny tiny crush on the guy back then. So anyway, years passed and in that time he'd gone out with this other friend from school who he mercilessly dumped. So basically the guy was so delusional that he thought that he was the biggest stud around when clearly he was not, or still isn't for that matter.
Back to the story..P had called her about three days back and asked her out but she refused, feigning the excuse that she was out of town and would be out of town for the next month when I reality she was very much in town. The next day she went out for dinner with a big group of friends and surprise,surprise..who does she see there? You guessed it! Anyway..an embarrassing conversation ensued and she had to make up a story to get herself out of the extremely sticky situation she had gotten herself into. So as she was recounting this tale to me (shit did I just say 'recounting this tale'..crap..who do I think I am, Jane Austen??) on our walk, as teenage girls often are..we were being really loud and squealy (if you've met me before you'd know that I am one LOUD person oh yea, I squeal for almost anything). So we were basically talking about the whole thing, and she was telling me how she first met him blah, blah, blah, when suddenly..we hear a voice call out 'Hey you!!'. It came from a person who just had just walked past us. We turn around and who do we see...local 'stud' Mister P himself!
My friend and I thought we were hallucinating! We did that thing that they usually do in movies you know..like a perfect double take! It was so freaky. The whole incident not just the 'perfect double take'. Anyway..we spoke to the guy who as usual did not recognize me. For the record, I really am a very unmemorable person, and I have this insane fear that people forget me and never recognize me and usually my worst fears come true..but that story deserves a whole other post. Back to this one, we talk to him and then continue on our walk through out which we laughed uncontrollably.
That night my mother came to pick me up...I was driving (completely forgot to post on that) and telling her this story and right after I finished, we had to stop at a signal. So I bring the car back to neutral, look at the time on the dashboard and then look up again and who do I see crossing the road right in front of my car??? In case you're not able to guess that (which I highly doubt because I'm usually the only person who doesn't seem to 'get' the most obvious things) we saw P AGAIN!!!! Seriously..freaky was so not the word!!
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Its the 25th,Thursday 6:40 pm Indian standard time and the above post was written roughly around 8 days, 15 hours and 20 minutes back, that's 3:20 am last Tuesday morning for people who don't know to tell time backwards. College is back on and the amount of work that they've decided to punish us with has brought my life to a standstill yet again. So I'm gonna try my best to find my way back to this page sometime in the near future to publish something that isn't this stale!
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
What has the world come to?!
No seriously what is wrong with my generation??! Actually I'm being slightly unfair with that generalization..that sentence should have been..what on earth is wrong with all the girls my age?!! Either they're on crack or they're just plain dumb!
Let me take you back to the beginning of this story..well it isn't exactly a single story, its rather a culmination of the lives of a bunch of stupid girls who think they know what they're doing! Now let me warn you..I might tend to sound like a self righteous bitch through the entirety of this post but the fact is that I do know wrong from right, at least most of the time and I'm pretty darn sure that I have quite a bit of sensibility in this head of mine however small it may seem!
Well, it all started when a good friend of mine started dating this guy. From what we heard, the guy was supposedly really sweet and acting all 'first-few weeks-with-a-new-girlfriend' nice. The only shocker seemed to be that he was 30! (my friend is 19) Anyway..the surprise passed and since she was apparently so in love we let it go. A few months later, surprise, surprise..we find out that he's actually 40, and wait that's not all..and he's a divorcee to top it all off. But the romance still continues since my friend is evidently blinded by that crazy little thing called love.
The second part of this tale is about this girl I went to school with. She was one of those annoyingly irritating, star basketball player, prefect types..I'm pretty sure you know the kind. Anyway, after school she went on to study medicine like her father who happens to be a pretty well known doctor in town. A few weeks back, there it was splashed across that the papers for the entire city to see that this girl had gone and secretly gotten married to her driver, seven months ago and was still living in her parents house- Alaipayuthey style (people in Tamil Nadu, you know what I'm talking about!) When they did find out about it, a whole seven months later they went ballistic just like you would imagine any normal parent to go. They apparently went and caused some trouble at the girl's in laws place, so the girl went to the cops and filed an FIR against her parents and made a huge public statement, which is how the whole newspaper drama enfolded. She not only caused so much of trouble for herself but publicly humiliated her parents, who just for your information paid like 40 lakhs to get her into med school in the first place. That's about $100,000, a hundred thousand dollars!! Spelling it out always seems to emphasize the point more.
The third story is about this other girl who I study with in college or rather studied with in college. Yes, that's in the past tense because this girl is now a college dropout. This one was another spoilt brat just like the second one. She's a biker chick..rides a pulsar, has her lip pierced, blond hair..the whole nine yards basically. Now this one went and got herself a bad boy, not only did she get him, she's keeping him! This guy, owns a tiny eat out on an unnamed beach here in Chennai and he's like 28. Anyway, that's beside the point..it would have been fine if he was just this girl's boyfriend but no..she moved out of her house to go live in his shop and her parents don't know yet. She quit college and she's engaged to the guy. Do you want to know the best part?? She has only known the guy for a month and a half of her life, out of which they were seeing each other for a month and engaged for the rest of the while! And oh did I mention that her parents are the like one of the sweetest set of parents around and gave her everything she ever asked for including love and time..so this clearly isn't even a desperate cry for attention. this is just rebelliousness without a cause. Like seriously...you're 19, you know this guy for a month and who's background isn't isn't even that great and he's already your fiance. I mean come on..are you slightly crazy. The latest is that she's looking after the shop, sitting there the whole day!
The fourth part of this never ending tale is about this girl who is a classmate of a really good friend of mine. Just for the record I do not know the girl personally so I cannot vouch that facts are true. Anyway..this girl is seeing this guy who is married. Wait..obviously that is not how the story ends. The guy also has a four year old son and now the girl is persuading the guy to divorce his wife and abandon his son, in order to be with her..and guess what..the guy agreed!
Do you see a common pattern through all of these stories? All the girls are nineteen, they all seem to have studied in good schools, had a normal upbringing but still cant seem to keep their heads on their shoulders!!
Am I the only one who is appalled by this behavior?! Is this normal? To have one person you know who does stuff like this is pretty normal..but four people..and all during the same time?! What is up with this world, have people just decided to take all their values and chuck them out the window in the name of love?! These girls are nineteen years years old for heaven's sake, they probably don't even know what love means in the first place! They're in the middle of their days in college and yes they're also on the brink of adulthood, but that certainly does not justify their actions. How do they plan to live the rest of their lives, how do they plan to make a living? The whole situation slightly bewilders me. I mean, do they not think of all these things when they make major decisions like these in their lives?! Decisions that could end up affecting their entire lives. Ok I better stop now, this whole topic just gets me hot and hyper and I end up asking myself a lot of questions that I just can't seem able to find answers for.
You know what..after seeing all that that's going on around me, frankly I'm surprised that there aren't already a few love-children in the making!
Let me take you back to the beginning of this story..well it isn't exactly a single story, its rather a culmination of the lives of a bunch of stupid girls who think they know what they're doing! Now let me warn you..I might tend to sound like a self righteous bitch through the entirety of this post but the fact is that I do know wrong from right, at least most of the time and I'm pretty darn sure that I have quite a bit of sensibility in this head of mine however small it may seem!
Well, it all started when a good friend of mine started dating this guy. From what we heard, the guy was supposedly really sweet and acting all 'first-few weeks-with-a-new-girlfriend' nice. The only shocker seemed to be that he was 30! (my friend is 19) Anyway..the surprise passed and since she was apparently so in love we let it go. A few months later, surprise, surprise..we find out that he's actually 40, and wait that's not all..and he's a divorcee to top it all off. But the romance still continues since my friend is evidently blinded by that crazy little thing called love.
The second part of this tale is about this girl I went to school with. She was one of those annoyingly irritating, star basketball player, prefect types..I'm pretty sure you know the kind. Anyway, after school she went on to study medicine like her father who happens to be a pretty well known doctor in town. A few weeks back, there it was splashed across that the papers for the entire city to see that this girl had gone and secretly gotten married to her driver, seven months ago and was still living in her parents house- Alaipayuthey style (people in Tamil Nadu, you know what I'm talking about!) When they did find out about it, a whole seven months later they went ballistic just like you would imagine any normal parent to go. They apparently went and caused some trouble at the girl's in laws place, so the girl went to the cops and filed an FIR against her parents and made a huge public statement, which is how the whole newspaper drama enfolded. She not only caused so much of trouble for herself but publicly humiliated her parents, who just for your information paid like 40 lakhs to get her into med school in the first place. That's about $100,000, a hundred thousand dollars!! Spelling it out always seems to emphasize the point more.
The third story is about this other girl who I study with in college or rather studied with in college. Yes, that's in the past tense because this girl is now a college dropout. This one was another spoilt brat just like the second one. She's a biker chick..rides a pulsar, has her lip pierced, blond hair..the whole nine yards basically. Now this one went and got herself a bad boy, not only did she get him, she's keeping him! This guy, owns a tiny eat out on an unnamed beach here in Chennai and he's like 28. Anyway, that's beside the point..it would have been fine if he was just this girl's boyfriend but no..she moved out of her house to go live in his shop and her parents don't know yet. She quit college and she's engaged to the guy. Do you want to know the best part?? She has only known the guy for a month and a half of her life, out of which they were seeing each other for a month and engaged for the rest of the while! And oh did I mention that her parents are the like one of the sweetest set of parents around and gave her everything she ever asked for including love and time..so this clearly isn't even a desperate cry for attention. this is just rebelliousness without a cause. Like seriously...you're 19, you know this guy for a month and who's background isn't isn't even that great and he's already your fiance. I mean come on..are you slightly crazy. The latest is that she's looking after the shop, sitting there the whole day!
The fourth part of this never ending tale is about this girl who is a classmate of a really good friend of mine. Just for the record I do not know the girl personally so I cannot vouch that facts are true. Anyway..this girl is seeing this guy who is married. Wait..obviously that is not how the story ends. The guy also has a four year old son and now the girl is persuading the guy to divorce his wife and abandon his son, in order to be with her..and guess what..the guy agreed!
Do you see a common pattern through all of these stories? All the girls are nineteen, they all seem to have studied in good schools, had a normal upbringing but still cant seem to keep their heads on their shoulders!!
Am I the only one who is appalled by this behavior?! Is this normal? To have one person you know who does stuff like this is pretty normal..but four people..and all during the same time?! What is up with this world, have people just decided to take all their values and chuck them out the window in the name of love?! These girls are nineteen years years old for heaven's sake, they probably don't even know what love means in the first place! They're in the middle of their days in college and yes they're also on the brink of adulthood, but that certainly does not justify their actions. How do they plan to live the rest of their lives, how do they plan to make a living? The whole situation slightly bewilders me. I mean, do they not think of all these things when they make major decisions like these in their lives?! Decisions that could end up affecting their entire lives. Ok I better stop now, this whole topic just gets me hot and hyper and I end up asking myself a lot of questions that I just can't seem able to find answers for.
You know what..after seeing all that that's going on around me, frankly I'm surprised that there aren't already a few love-children in the making!
Saturday, October 06, 2007
snoopers rejoice!
Always fall back on the ever present tag when you feel a block coming on! The motto of every blogger I think!
Confessing girl tagged me a couple of days back with the desktop tag. I thought it'd be really fun because #1 I love knowing every little detail about a person, #2 I'm as curious as the next cat and #3 what better way than to snoop right into a person's very computer!
So there's my desktop for all the world to see! There are more icons on there than I actually use but the lazy person in me just refuses to right click and delete them. I think its also because of the fact that I have a hard time letting go of things, even the unproductive programs that take up space on my already full computer!
Oh and I tag Sil, Nags, Ish, Silver Neurotic, Sarcastica, Lizzie and Michelle. Come on now people be good sports, and open up your lives for the sole purpose of my snooping pleasure!
Confessing girl tagged me a couple of days back with the desktop tag. I thought it'd be really fun because #1 I love knowing every little detail about a person, #2 I'm as curious as the next cat and #3 what better way than to snoop right into a person's very computer!
So there's my desktop for all the world to see! There are more icons on there than I actually use but the lazy person in me just refuses to right click and delete them. I think its also because of the fact that I have a hard time letting go of things, even the unproductive programs that take up space on my already full computer!Oh and I tag Sil, Nags, Ish, Silver Neurotic, Sarcastica, Lizzie and Michelle. Come on now people be good sports, and open up your lives for the sole purpose of my snooping pleasure!
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
Lurkers LOOK OUT!
I'm quite fed up with my incessant whining and groaning and moaning so I cant even begin to fathom how fed up you must be, so as a result I vow to not whine here anymore, I do enough of it in real life already and to bring it into the cyber world is a bit much, even for me!
On another note, I miss the obsession I once had with this blog..its been awhile now since I've been regular..and as always the guilt has its own annoying way of creeping up on me! The guilt of lurking about, not commenting on other blogs also adds to it.
Coincidentally while hopping around the blogosphere today I came across this post on Zoot's blog which consequently lead me to this post on this blog and I have gained the knowledge that today is the day of THE GREAT MOFO DELURK!! For those of you who think I'm jabbering away in Greek don't worry..if I was you I'd have thought the exact same thing!
Basically today's the day where all you lurkers come out of your little corners and show your face on this blog..I doesn't matter if this is your first time here, or if you've come here before and have never commented or if you come here and comment every time. Just for the record if you are one of those in Category 3 (those who comment every time) I love you, I know I don't say it enough but I really do! There's just something about comments that lift you up even when you're having one of those days that nothing including chocolate ice cream can fix!
So if you are here today and reading these words, as the owner of this blog I'm making it mandatory for you to at least say 'Hi' ! That's all you have to do..just click on the link that says comments on the bottom of this post and say whatever the hell you want to say! Even if you hate me or hate pink or hate this blog or hate my droning, whining ways..open your mouth and say it! I swear I wont bite back. ( And that's a promise that's valid only for today! Tomorrow's a brand new day!)
On another note, I miss the obsession I once had with this blog..its been awhile now since I've been regular..and as always the guilt has its own annoying way of creeping up on me! The guilt of lurking about, not commenting on other blogs also adds to it.
Coincidentally while hopping around the blogosphere today I came across this post on Zoot's blog which consequently lead me to this post on this blog and I have gained the knowledge that today is the day of THE GREAT MOFO DELURK!! For those of you who think I'm jabbering away in Greek don't worry..if I was you I'd have thought the exact same thing!
Basically today's the day where all you lurkers come out of your little corners and show your face on this blog..I doesn't matter if this is your first time here, or if you've come here before and have never commented or if you come here and comment every time. Just for the record if you are one of those in Category 3 (those who comment every time) I love you, I know I don't say it enough but I really do! There's just something about comments that lift you up even when you're having one of those days that nothing including chocolate ice cream can fix!So if you are here today and reading these words, as the owner of this blog I'm making it mandatory for you to at least say 'Hi' ! That's all you have to do..just click on the link that says comments on the bottom of this post and say whatever the hell you want to say! Even if you hate me or hate pink or hate this blog or hate my droning, whining ways..open your mouth and say it! I swear I wont bite back. ( And that's a promise that's valid only for today! Tomorrow's a brand new day!)
Thursday, September 27, 2007
A year and 3 days old!
Only I would think that the 24th of September is actually the 23th of September and realize only on the 25th of September which happens to be two whole days ago!
I cant believe I missed my first blogiversary!! It serves me right though..I've been a bad bad lurker these past few weeks! A year in the blogosphere already! I'm gonna go the cliched way as say that it feels like just yesterday, because its true..it does feel like just yesterday. This also probably has to have been the most eventful year as well. So much has happened in the span of this one year that trying to encompass it all in one post would definitely not do it justice, so its definitely the lazy me who's talking when I say that I'm not even going to try!
Work has been all consuming of late and is truly terrible. College is seriously draining the shit outta me. Is it weird that I feel like an over worked sloth on a daily basis?! Yes, I'm sure that it is obvious that I'm beyond fed up, which is actually pretty ironic, because I haven't even grazed the upper layer of the obscene amount of work that lies in front of me. There are just too many distractions around. Not that I'm complaining or anything.
The blogability of the crap that is going on in my life is at an all time low, so for once, I have nothing to talk about. How exactly is this possible? A couple of weeks away from this space and even that single drop of writing ability that I had in my body seems to have completely evaporated!
Yes, I am aware that I am a whiner in addition to being a big time slacker!
Ugh, I just went back to my first post and I feel like such an idiot! Isn't it funny how we all started out in the blog world with no expectations,nothing in mind and suddenly a year later, we see ourselves looking back and realizing what a long way we've come and how many awesome
friends we've made on our way.
Friends whom we've never met, friends whom we've never spoken to, but friends whom we care so much about that our day is incomplete until we go see what they're up to. Its funny, though I've never met any of you guys I somehow feel that unique intangible bond that we share. The bond that makes it ok to know your secrets, and obviously that bond that makes it ok for me to tell you mine. The blogging community is truly one of a kind, and you have no idea how grateful I am to be a part of it. I don't know how many people I've recommending blogging to in this past year and to think just a year ago I had little or clue about what it was!
There's this song called ' A Lifetime' that I discovered last year just around this time, and every time I listen to that song it takes me back to those first few months when I started blogging and I have to say that it really is an awesome feeling, although the song is not even remotely connected to blogging, or writing or whatever...every time I listen to it..its like it transports me back to that time, probably because I was listening to it 24/7 for those first few months.
Click on the play button and listen to it..I promise you'll love it! You'll love it so much that you'll probably want to come all the way to Chennai and hug me because I just introduced you to the awesomeness that is 'Better Than Ezra'!
Or watch it here!
Anyway..I think I have to go now and sit on my work like a chicken hoping that it'll magically hatch one day and out will come as A's on my report card.
Toodles!!
I cant believe I missed my first blogiversary!! It serves me right though..I've been a bad bad lurker these past few weeks! A year in the blogosphere already! I'm gonna go the cliched way as say that it feels like just yesterday, because its true..it does feel like just yesterday. This also probably has to have been the most eventful year as well. So much has happened in the span of this one year that trying to encompass it all in one post would definitely not do it justice, so its definitely the lazy me who's talking when I say that I'm not even going to try!
Work has been all consuming of late and is truly terrible. College is seriously draining the shit outta me. Is it weird that I feel like an over worked sloth on a daily basis?! Yes, I'm sure that it is obvious that I'm beyond fed up, which is actually pretty ironic, because I haven't even grazed the upper layer of the obscene amount of work that lies in front of me. There are just too many distractions around. Not that I'm complaining or anything.
The blogability of the crap that is going on in my life is at an all time low, so for once, I have nothing to talk about. How exactly is this possible? A couple of weeks away from this space and even that single drop of writing ability that I had in my body seems to have completely evaporated!
Yes, I am aware that I am a whiner in addition to being a big time slacker!
Ugh, I just went back to my first post and I feel like such an idiot! Isn't it funny how we all started out in the blog world with no expectations,nothing in mind and suddenly a year later, we see ourselves looking back and realizing what a long way we've come and how many awesome
friends we've made on our way.
Friends whom we've never met, friends whom we've never spoken to, but friends whom we care so much about that our day is incomplete until we go see what they're up to. Its funny, though I've never met any of you guys I somehow feel that unique intangible bond that we share. The bond that makes it ok to know your secrets, and obviously that bond that makes it ok for me to tell you mine. The blogging community is truly one of a kind, and you have no idea how grateful I am to be a part of it. I don't know how many people I've recommending blogging to in this past year and to think just a year ago I had little or clue about what it was!
There's this song called ' A Lifetime' that I discovered last year just around this time, and every time I listen to that song it takes me back to those first few months when I started blogging and I have to say that it really is an awesome feeling, although the song is not even remotely connected to blogging, or writing or whatever...every time I listen to it..its like it transports me back to that time, probably because I was listening to it 24/7 for those first few months.
Click on the play button and listen to it..I promise you'll love it! You'll love it so much that you'll probably want to come all the way to Chennai and hug me because I just introduced you to the awesomeness that is 'Better Than Ezra'!
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Or watch it here!
Anyway..I think I have to go now and sit on my work like a chicken hoping that it'll magically hatch one day and out will come as A's on my report card.
Toodles!!
Saturday, September 15, 2007
I love myself!
I cannot believe how proud I am of this snap! First photography class and I'm already flying, despite the fact that the thirty five other snaps on this roll were beyond pathetic!!
AAhh..I'm so in love with myself right now! :)
Proudness much? Yup..I know..but isn't it ok to be once in a while, especially when the object of it is something as gorgeous as this?
Ok..I better stop now! This is clearly getting to my head.
4:58 am
It never ceases to amaze me how awesome I am at putting off work! Seriously!
On second though, this lull has in fact lead me to think of some stuff that I usually don't give a second thought to.
I've been at the computer for 12 hours straight and I've only manged to complete a minuscule of the overflowing mounds of work that just seem to never want to get off my back!
Anyone looking to be hired, to complete the work of the one and only princess of procrastination?
Life is so incredibly dull at the moment, that finding something to blog about is becoming increasingly difficult. Can life actually be this boring?!
Anyone looking to be hired, to complete the work of the one and only princess of procrastination?
Life is so incredibly dull at the moment, that finding something to blog about is becoming increasingly difficult. Can life actually be this boring?!
On second though, this lull has in fact lead me to think of some stuff that I usually don't give a second thought to.
- Rant Alert people!!! I've noticed that whatever the situation might be, I usually have about a hundred things to say about it. Unfortunately for me..I rarely find myself saying any of these things let alone saying them all. This sudden tongue tidedness (yup..I know that that isn't a word!) isn't exactly convenient especially at times when I have to defend myself which turns out to be most of the time because almost everyone I know, looks to attack me! And when I end up not saying anything, people being the insufferable way they are end up acting all presumptuous about the way I'm felling which coincidentally turns out to be the complete opposite of how I really feel, and because of my neurotic habit of bottling stuff up, I end up not telling people how I feel which later has its own set of atrocious consequences. And do I learn from these mistakes.? NO...because evidently my brain is programmed to register these things and make changes only when I reach the ripe old age of 80 and when I'm sitting around screaming at my dozen cats! I don't actually think that its my fault anyway..I mean why exactly do I have to publicizes every little detail that makes its way through my weirdly shaped head.
- I've never been the one to actually 'get' jokes. I'm usually the person in the room who finds herself guffawing a full five minutes after a joke is cracked. So basically I've never been the one with the gifted humor or rather the one who never even understood the gifted humor. But of late..I've been cracking everyone up with some vague ass stories of school and the like..and I mean like seriously cracking them up. Up until the point where most of them are rolling on the floor holding their tummies begging me not to go on! The other day I was officially named the class entertainer..not the class clown ,mind you..the class entertainer. A friend and me actually shared that post when we were in school...whenever we were jobless in class and when the teachers were out of sight, we'd go up the podium of the class and perform 'My heart will go on' in Tamil albeit the fact that we both couldn't speak Tamil to save our lives!
- Is it weird that I wish I were the dog every morning?! Right after I come out of the shower..I see the dog snuggling in the corner dozing! I mean seriously!!!
Does it have to pick that particular moment of the day to snooze..that particular moment when all that's stopping me from throwing myself back onto the bed again is the knowledge that if I miss another minute of class, I'll be stuck as a sophomore for the next five years!
I've also realized that mulling over and analyzing things does not work for me! I've been told a hundred times before that its okay to let out feelings but the sad part is..whenever I think of emotions as 'feelings'..all I am is blank. This blank space sometimes makes me feel quite soulless. Is it just me or do you go through this too?
Maybe my parents are rightl..maybe the aliens did drop me off into a dumpster after all!
Maybe my parents are rightl..maybe the aliens did drop me off into a dumpster after all!
Friday, September 07, 2007
does everything have to have a title?!
Apparently the universe does not want me to post. I've been wanting to put up a post since like forever, but unfortunately some unknown force seemed to be stopping my daily attempts to do so. So here I am finally, 6 days later! The universe probably got fed up of trying to keep me away..I can be very pushy, you know?
On Monday night, I discovered that I was just another profanity uttering child of a truck driver. Yes, for the first time I called a fellow driver 'f*&^ker', out loud! Can you believe it?? Me! The little ball of innocence! Ok, I don't think that came out the way it was supposed to. Sorry, that was yet another one of my sad attempts at trying to be humorous. Maybe I just shouldn't try anymore. Don't you think?
Anyway..as I was saying..I'm in the middle of a junction when the green light comes on, so as any sensible rider would do..I accelerate..when out of nowhere..this moron whose red light has been on for more than six seconds, decides that he just HAS to cross the blessed signal because his dying daughter will breathe her last breath if he doesn't! To cut a long story short I almost hit him, but being the awesome rider that I am I managed to not only NOT hit him, but also scream out the aforementioned swear word! But that's not all...I also found a stray 'as%$*ole' escape my big fat mouth!!
I know that I'm acting like it was a big deal, but it really was. Just for the record, I'm NOT one of those people who never get into fights..if there's a fight to be fought, I'm your woman. I can be the loudest, most obnoxious person you will ever meet and if I snap at you, chances are that you'll probably never want to talk to me ever again, but I'm not one to just throw 'language' around for no reason. Even if I have to..I usually make sure that I do it under my breath..so Monday's incident was a huge shocker even to me!
On another note..college is becoming increasingly redundant. But thankfully the days seem to fly past, so that's a tiny consolation. No wonder I took 6..almost 7 days to post!
I finally have 12 whole months in my archives. I've never been committed to anything for this long before, so this really is a huge achievement for me. Let's pop open a bottle of bubbly and start the celebration while completely overlooking the fact that I'm still under the legal age to drink.
On Monday night, I discovered that I was just another profanity uttering child of a truck driver. Yes, for the first time I called a fellow driver 'f*&^ker', out loud! Can you believe it?? Me! The little ball of innocence! Ok, I don't think that came out the way it was supposed to. Sorry, that was yet another one of my sad attempts at trying to be humorous. Maybe I just shouldn't try anymore. Don't you think?
Anyway..as I was saying..I'm in the middle of a junction when the green light comes on, so as any sensible rider would do..I accelerate..when out of nowhere..this moron whose red light has been on for more than six seconds, decides that he just HAS to cross the blessed signal because his dying daughter will breathe her last breath if he doesn't! To cut a long story short I almost hit him, but being the awesome rider that I am I managed to not only NOT hit him, but also scream out the aforementioned swear word! But that's not all...I also found a stray 'as%$*ole' escape my big fat mouth!!
I know that I'm acting like it was a big deal, but it really was. Just for the record, I'm NOT one of those people who never get into fights..if there's a fight to be fought, I'm your woman. I can be the loudest, most obnoxious person you will ever meet and if I snap at you, chances are that you'll probably never want to talk to me ever again, but I'm not one to just throw 'language' around for no reason. Even if I have to..I usually make sure that I do it under my breath..so Monday's incident was a huge shocker even to me!
On another note..college is becoming increasingly redundant. But thankfully the days seem to fly past, so that's a tiny consolation. No wonder I took 6..almost 7 days to post!
I finally have 12 whole months in my archives. I've never been committed to anything for this long before, so this really is a huge achievement for me. Let's pop open a bottle of bubbly and start the celebration while completely overlooking the fact that I'm still under the legal age to drink.
Friday, August 31, 2007
irritation
I don't think I've ever mentioned here that I'm quite an irritable person by nature. Since we are talking about this..I think its only fair that I tell everyone that I'm actually quite an irritating person myself. Yes..it is genetic. ( and yes..that's the only excuse I can think of at the moment.)
Of late, there are a few things that seem to be irritating the hell out of me!
For one..there's the elevator. Don't get me wrong, anything that doesn't require me to move my butt anymore than it has to, is a certified blessing in my book, but have you ever ridden in an elevator that talks more than you and all the other people you know put together! In India (I'm not sure if there's this phenomenon of talking elevators in other countries as well) we have these elevators which find it absolutely necessary to tell you to shut its gates, every time you get in or out of it!! Forget that it tells you that..what is really pissing off is the fact that it repeats the same sentence in three different languages!! I mean, now, I even find myself contemplating walking up 6 flights of stairs just so I can avoid that irritating voice. that's how bad it is!
Another thing that's starting to irritate me are happy people. Not all happy people..just the weird souls who put on their smiles early in the morning. I, for the record am in no way a morning person. Truth to be told..people who are happy and chirpy in the mornings ruin my entire day. At home, its a known fact that I will not make conversation until after a hour after I've woken up. In college however, all my friends happen to have plastered smiles instead of faces. Aren't smiles supposed to spread joy?! Sadly..at 8 in the morning, this does zilch for me.
More when i can keep my eyes open. As much as I want to enlighten you on the daily annoyances of my life, my fingers are itching to click on the 'Publish' button....so here goes.........!!!
Of late, there are a few things that seem to be irritating the hell out of me!
For one..there's the elevator. Don't get me wrong, anything that doesn't require me to move my butt anymore than it has to, is a certified blessing in my book, but have you ever ridden in an elevator that talks more than you and all the other people you know put together! In India (I'm not sure if there's this phenomenon of talking elevators in other countries as well) we have these elevators which find it absolutely necessary to tell you to shut its gates, every time you get in or out of it!! Forget that it tells you that..what is really pissing off is the fact that it repeats the same sentence in three different languages!! I mean, now, I even find myself contemplating walking up 6 flights of stairs just so I can avoid that irritating voice. that's how bad it is!
Another thing that's starting to irritate me are happy people. Not all happy people..just the weird souls who put on their smiles early in the morning. I, for the record am in no way a morning person. Truth to be told..people who are happy and chirpy in the mornings ruin my entire day. At home, its a known fact that I will not make conversation until after a hour after I've woken up. In college however, all my friends happen to have plastered smiles instead of faces. Aren't smiles supposed to spread joy?! Sadly..at 8 in the morning, this does zilch for me.
More when i can keep my eyes open. As much as I want to enlighten you on the daily annoyances of my life, my fingers are itching to click on the 'Publish' button....so here goes.........!!!
Sunday, August 26, 2007
coo (seriously..don't ask!)
Title: Refer to the last two posts. My weird wave is apparently still in high tide!
Locked out of the house after an hour's drive (or ride rather) is something you never want happening to you, trust me...unless you've got a terrace where you can lie on your back and gaze at all the non existent stars, while waiting for the house key to miraculously fall from the heavens.
Let me backtrack a bit..
I've never exactly been a lover of nature..but I have to admit that there are times when I just cant help stop and marvel at some of nature's bounty..like 'Flame of the Forest' trees or the shade of green of caterpillars! (Did I just say 'bounty'?! What in the name of God is wrong with me??!!)
So anyway...since I had nothing else to do..I resorted to lying on the floor of my terrace, oblivious to the scandalized stares of some of the conservative older crowd in my apartment who were trying to finish their evening walk. Thankfully..it was dark..so they had no clue who I was.
Ever since I was child..I've had one special star that I referred to as 'my star' as I'm sure most insane little children do. Mine was the middle star in that constellation that has 3 stars in a line. I have no clue what the the constellation is called though (I was never really interested in astronomy). Ever since then every time I looked at the sky I would look for my star and when I found it I'd be content. Unfortunately, that evening..there wasn't a single star to be found. Instead, stupid huge rain clouds presided over the sky in all their daunting glory. Given my love for rain clouds..not..I had no choice but to look at the moon, which I guess feeling sorry for me, decided to show itself all bright and beautiful. So I lay there staring at it in awe for close to thirty minutes...when I realized that you just have to take a few minutes..or more like 30 in my case..to actually admire and appreciate something that you just take for granted! Yea..I know, late realization...but better late than never right?!
At least this way..I'll be admiring something else rather than potato chips!
Locked out of the house after an hour's drive (or ride rather) is something you never want happening to you, trust me...unless you've got a terrace where you can lie on your back and gaze at all the non existent stars, while waiting for the house key to miraculously fall from the heavens.
Let me backtrack a bit..
I've never exactly been a lover of nature..but I have to admit that there are times when I just cant help stop and marvel at some of nature's bounty..like 'Flame of the Forest' trees or the shade of green of caterpillars! (Did I just say 'bounty'?! What in the name of God is wrong with me??!!)
So anyway...since I had nothing else to do..I resorted to lying on the floor of my terrace, oblivious to the scandalized stares of some of the conservative older crowd in my apartment who were trying to finish their evening walk. Thankfully..it was dark..so they had no clue who I was.
Ever since I was child..I've had one special star that I referred to as 'my star' as I'm sure most insane little children do. Mine was the middle star in that constellation that has 3 stars in a line. I have no clue what the the constellation is called though (I was never really interested in astronomy). Ever since then every time I looked at the sky I would look for my star and when I found it I'd be content. Unfortunately, that evening..there wasn't a single star to be found. Instead, stupid huge rain clouds presided over the sky in all their daunting glory. Given my love for rain clouds..not..I had no choice but to look at the moon, which I guess feeling sorry for me, decided to show itself all bright and beautiful. So I lay there staring at it in awe for close to thirty minutes...when I realized that you just have to take a few minutes..or more like 30 in my case..to actually admire and appreciate something that you just take for granted! Yea..I know, late realization...but better late than never right?!
At least this way..I'll be admiring something else rather than potato chips!
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