Summer Lovin'

I'm suddenly in the mood to watch Grease!! It's been a while since I saw Travolta shake that butt and flash those baby-blues.

I think the exam fever is getting to me. I'm also in dire need of mum's cooking.
Just need to get through the next 10 days, and then I'm off baby! Yeah!

Lulu? Mahesh? Vincent?

When I finally broke the news to my folks, that I was actually going to move out into my own flat, I did not get the reaction I expected. I mean, they were always the ones who were like, "Go on, be independant you pampered daddy's little girl". But with this little shocker, they along with the rest of my gazillion family members, went all, "What the hell you moving out for?" on me.

Being the thorough analyser and too-much-thinker that I am, you would assume that I would have the perfect answers to the most common questions expected in such a situation. Questions like:

"Why do you want to move out of the hostels?"

"What exactly is wrong with the way you're living now?"

"How can you take on such a huge responsibilty along with managing your studies?"

"Do you really think living with other people and sharing a house with them will be easy?"

Ok. So I didn't exactly have an answer to these questions. We just felt like we wanted to move out ok. We had absolutely no problem in living our lives of luxury in the hostel...but we needed a change. Responsibilty you say? Well...hmm, I'm 20 years old. I'm sure I can handle it. I hope. And as for tolerating other people? Please, we do that all the time anyway. It's not like I'm moving in with my arch-enemies, they're my friends for heaven's sake. Plus, those bloody matrons were totally screwing up our social lives.

When lovely daddy finally gave in (psshhh, him refuse me? Unthinkable!), we were already half way through to finalising the flat. And since then there's been no looking back. Sure the first two weeks were absolute hell, (but that's a story for another time), but now it's all good.

Money, money , money. Never before have we managed our finances like the past month. And it's been absolute hell I tell you. First thing you've got to know if you're planning to move out. You'll end up spending a whole lot more than you think. Seriously. Expenses are never-ending...especially the initial ones. And it's an issue that gets on everyone's nerves. I'm just glad we all talked about how we're going to handle payments way before we moved in. Otherwise it would be chaotic. Not like it's all running silky smooth now...give us back our money you hostel! Before we eat up our fingernails worrying about making next month's rent.

Teehee...ok. So I'm the kind of person who likes getting her own space by the end of the day. A little difficult with four other girls in the same house, but we're all getting used to it now. Everyone has their own little mood-swings and cranky spells. And with a few deadly-dialogues, slamming of doors, blasting of music and killer looks, we easily slide by. No problemo! Hehehe...unless of course our dear Y-chromosome friends decide to crash. Which is 24/7 by the way.

Now, you must understand something. We love our boys. Really we do. But these creatures you see, are like pets. Needing constant cleaning-after and feeding. And so, since their own places of residences have begun looking like, and smelling like, a barnyard, our apartment is a palace to them. A palace where they would always get food, water, and a television.

But we've adapted. Since we have 3 bathrooms, one of them has been made into a boy-bathroom. Bleh, a place none of us girls would even think of stepping into. If we're hungry, we either cook and finish eating how much we can before the boys attack, or order-in before they arrive. They're welcome to finish it, as long as we eat first, otherwise we would never get anything. As for keeping the house clean. *sigh...Boys seem to drag in all the dirt on the street upon their arrival, no matter how much we try and hose them down.

Mind you, we love having them around. After all, what else would we do for in-house entertainment? The hot guys next door have just recently started doing something about it though...

In the end all that matters is, I love it! Squabbles over washing the dishes, leaving the heater on, the tap running, taking out the trash...it's all good. And if it's not, well...our folks are not gonna hear about it.

learn french

So far, college hasn't been too bad actually. So yeah, there were a few bumps here and there at first, but not as bad as I expected. Everyone's come back looking gorgeous, well-fed and full of plans (none of which work out anyway). But it's been good.

Well mostly because I had a blastful summer. The weddings were awesome, the crowd was sexy and plenty of drinks and music meant a rocking time altogether. Plus plenty of new faces to remember. Shame everything had to end all of a sudden with bloody college beginning.

Teehee, every weekend brings back holiday mood though, thanks to my brilliant timetable this sem.
OH yes how could I forget...the freshers are here! MUHAHAHA.

*sigh, yes my lame attempt at an evil laugh (no one can beat Mandark though)

No, no I'm no bully. Ok, not a big one anyway. Just a little torture doesn't hurt anyone. The poor fluffs jump at the sight of us, it's a waste to just let them go...

But it's been almost a week and I'm bored of them already.

To-do list:

> Tolerate same roommate again.
> Watch more movies I like.
> Read.
> Learn french (imp)
> Take risks.
> Get more music.
> Think about moving out.
> Get addicted to a show.
> Maintain decent attendance in class.
> Bond with people.

Love Today

Oh no. A month of my holiday is already up!
Bah...here are the highlights:
Food - dinner at The Pizza Company: very loud and heavy, but a good start to the holiday.
- wine, steak and sexy chocolate desert at JAL Beach Resort, Fujairah: very, very classy.
- pasta at Mrs Vinelli's: exactly what i've been waiting for.
- Zen Japanese restaurant, Abu Dhabi - watching that chef make shushimi can turn anyone on.
- Mum's cooking: nothing can beat that.
- I like baking.
Gigs - Aerosmith: men in tight pink and red satin look extremely hot on stage. (plus, I got to meet Ali again, with his hair longer and smile cuter...)
- the Rock Off: not too bad for a Sharjah gig. SaffireFix and SunKing nailed it.
Shopping - cheap stuff in Karama and Ajman still rock
- I look bad in spots, green and yellow.
- I like shopping with Nida, but not with E. Eating with both of them is good.

:(
I realise how much I miss driving. I'm not getting out of the car for the rest of the holiday.
Another thing, sleeping is a luxury I'm completely spoiling myself with.
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So yeah, the UAE has sufficiently sufficed (heehee!) my holiday requirements for now.
Next stop: Mangi wedding season. And a Cochin one. Let's see what this summer brings...

Kill me quick...

…before I die of insanity.

I’ve been made to listen to Akon’s ‘Smack That’ (don’t you dare ask me how I even know those names), about 5.7 million times in the past week. Why am I putting myself through such torture you ask? I’ll tell you why. ‘Why’ is my roommate, who can’t get enough of that freaking song. Over and over AND over again. Non-stop. To add to my suffering is her crooning along with Akon, to please smack that and give her some more, up on the floor (or whatever these rap guys sing about).

So please if someone could just freaking smack that for her and answer her prayers, maybe I can refrain myself from smacking the daylight senses out of her, her laptop or Akon.



Please note, no offense to my roommate or her laptop. Just her taste in music. And Akon.

Ouch

I got bitten. On my face and neck. Before you get all pervy and naughty, I have to clarify that it was by an annoying little microbe, affectionately or commonly known as the Manipal Bug. This insect thingy decided to crawl all over half the side of my face, especially around my eye, leaving behind burn marks, swelling, monstrous amount of pain *plus i think turned me into a monster, and left me looking like Freddy Krueger.

For those of you who have forgotten who Freddy Kreuger is, here's something to spark your memory:




Remember Nightmare on Elm Street? Or does no one watch teenage Johnny Depp movies anymore...? But hey, even though Freddy killed him in the movie, he still looked hot!! Ah yes, Johnny Depp...



Me thinks in order to balance the picture of Krueger, I really have to post up a picture of Depp over here. Really in the interest of my readers of course. Honest!


Tee hee...
*sigh...gimme a moment to drool over Mr Depp...




Sorry, now where were we? Oh yes, the bug bite thing. So yeah, I woke up on Saturday (or at least tried to, considering i hadn't slept that night) with a tingly sensation all over my face, around my eyes in particular. I obviously blamed it on not sleeping the previous night, and also due to the tension caused by the AM Plus assignment due. But the next morning my eye had swollen up like a rotten tomato, making my face look like a disfigured pumpkin merged together with a brinjal...please excuse, no direct attacks on vegetables or vegetarians of any sort. I love them really. I sincerely thought I was going to get a horrible stye on my eye (*giggle that rhymes), like I usually do with lack of sleep and stress. But how wrong I was...

Come Monday morning and I'm unable to get out of bed because of the tremendous pain, and I look in the mirror, and instead of screaming in horror which is a normal reaction considering the hideous sight staring back at me, I burst into tears and tell Karishma and Kriti that I might, just might, have to go to the hospital...imagine me wanting to go to a hospital. Has to be something serious right? See mummy, I had to do it some day...unfortunately it was because of a bug.

So yeah, we go to KMC, stand in queues, argue with nurses, hold our noses and all that jazz, and finally learn that it's the Manipal Bug. Karu goes "see, see I had it tooooo". now I really know how much pain the little critter had caused her. So that was that. I couldn't stop crying the rest of the day, partly because of the pain, partly because I wanted mummy, and the rest because I looked like a cheap Halloween mask. I couldn't take it anymore, made Karu get me a taxi to drop me to M'lore and called Aunty to tell her what happened and that I was coming.

So yay! I got here last night and loving Aunt took me to her good friend Dr. Harold, who turned out to be the biggest jackass of the century. He showed up only at 11:30 at night, leaving us waiting for over an hour with his four trainee nurses who stared at me like I was something they'd never seen before (probably like a cute boy, an eyeliner or even sunlight maybe) He comes strolling in, making the nurses jump up quickly and smoothen their hair and skirts like they've been caught doing something naughty, and looks right into my face and says,

"Right, what happened to you?"
"Well, I got bitten. By a bug"
*stop staring at me and do something you lame-o"WHAT? what do you mean bug??"
*dude, why are you yelling at this time of night?"They called it the Manipal Bug. Sir...er..at KMC. In Manipal...where I study."
*is he interrogating me???He gets out his torch and sticks it in my face and yanks open my eye. I yelp in pain and he tells me to shut up...all the while i'm cursing the daylights out of this sadistic maniac. He then spots the lesion on my neck.

"What's this??"
"It's part of the Manipal bug bite"
*like duhhh
" Ah...hahaha, I see lots of college students being taken to hospitals with these type of marks on their necks..."
*you evil loony of a quack!! Are you actually suggesting that I've come to you with a hickey on my neck, with my Aunt escorting me???
"This is from the bug bite. See, the marks are similar...!"
"Ok, but i've never heard of such a thing. A Manipal bug!! ha!"
*cos you're an idiot

So I guess he finally believed me. Or had to cos we were all tired, and he probably had to flirt with his weird nurses or something, and he prescribed me some pills and we could finally leave.
So, other than going through a self-image breakdown, scary trips to the hospital and an encounter with a psycho doctor, this whole thing hasn't been THAT bad...I'm getting thoroughly pampered at home and don't have to do anything. Plus, I'll get better eventually, it's just my face after all. Things could have turned worse right? Right? I don't care about the scars, I just want my eye back to normal...at least close to normal. I'm still me.
Good night fluffs of the world. Sleep tight, and remember, don't let the bugs bite!

I’m on the verge of completing the 20th year of my life. Two decades of my existence have past… or has it? (furtively raising one eyebrow) No no, that will be the topic for some other time.

Back on track, what has it all come down to?
Do I have some sort of goal? I think not…
Is ‘childhood’ over already? If so, did I dose off during the ending?
Am I finally ready to face the world? The world, which society, family and media have been molding me to embark. There has to be more. A lot more to be learnt. Right? 20 years has done enough. It has made me me.

Daddy always says that I’m the most spoilt of the three. He also says that I’ve been disciplined the most. I like being daddy’s little girl. Always being asked what I want, “New clothes? Jewellery? Shoes? Ok, how about a car?” He’s totally lucky I’m not really the shopping kind.
I guess some things will never change. Tee hee…

So my birthday’s coming…ho hum. My birthday doesn’t interest me really. Big deal, I was born, I’m turning a year older. I guess it used to excite me a long time ago. Back when we got to wear ‘coloured clothes’ to school on our birthdays, bring bags and bags of sweets to distribute to everyone; friends, enemies, strangers, all were one to you, wishing and treating you with importance on ‘your’ day. We got to pick our one special best friend to accompany us on the grand ceremony of distributing sweets to the other teachers and friends in school, while everyone else looked at them in jealousy, and begged you with pleading eyes to take you along. *sigh, what a bizarre, tiresome ritual… wonder if it still exists.

I look back at that little curl-topped, wide-eyed girl, who didn’t speak to anyone till she was about 10. The only difference now is that I’m able to talk quite a lot when I’m in the mood. Being heard is another issue. First day of kindergarten, Sacred Heart School, Bahrain, clutching my pink Minnie Mouse bag, I’m dumped on a green, wooden chair, staring at multicoloured chunks of smelly modeling clay. Sitting next to me on a red wooden chair, is the chubbiest boy I’d ever seen (who I much later find out is called Sahil), with the chubbiest hands ever, holding on tightly to the chubbiest crayons in the world.

So yes, I’ve come far from the imaginary, dress-up, Barbie-doll games, and also through the awkward and embarrassed, geeky-looking-braces-on-teeth, lanky adolescent stage…*thankfully. And managed to make it through the amazingly wonderful and glorious years after that.

Insignificant and random things still amuse me. My loves include flowers, earrings, movies, nail polish, coffee and music. I have an infatuation for Mickey Mouse, Batman, Winnie the pooh and Johnny Depp. I don’t care much for the rain, but I love the sky. I still cry the same way; silently and heavy. I still laugh, smile, grin, and giggle the same…for almost anything. I have loved; I have been loved. I have been hurt; I have caused pain. I have danced about like a crazy person. I have embarrassed myself in public just for fun. I have prayed with utmost sincerity. I have wished, and I will always continue to thank.

Family is my priority. Music is my life. Art is my passion. Spirituality is my essence. My closest friends define aspects of my personality.

These 20 years have given me myself. There isn’t a single thing I regret doing in my life, and given the chance I would love doing it all over again. No matter how much I crib and moan about things, the journey keeps getting better.

Wow, all these reflections and stuff are making me sound pretty old…Which I’m not, by the way. This just happens to me at this time of year…plus there have been other ‘things’ happening this week.



Satisfaction. Happiness. Fortune. Bliss.

Do the evolution

Don't confuse yourself with the title of this post. I'm not really one to talk about evolution or anything of the sort, that's just the title of the song I'm listening to.

I really don't have anything to say to you tonight, but since I clicked on the New Post button, I might as well do this...plus, I don't even know who you are so I don't know what will interest you right now. Hey, maybe there is no 'you'. I mean, what if no one ever reads this post...it will be floating around in cyberspace waiting to be read and disocvered by a 'you'. But since you're obviously reading this right now that never happened, and I have found a 'you' to read this and, well, I forgot what my point was. Ha, you know what? I think I need to sleep. Funny, I've slept for 32 of the past 48 hours and I'm still sleepy. but then I'm always sleepy so...

I really should stay away from pistachios.

Fwd:

Last week I received one of those “answer the random questions below and forward it to 200 people” kind of email from someone who had answered the questions and sent it to me….SO, here are those much awaited answers to random questions.

1) Do you have a crush on somebody? Of course I do

2) Do you hate more than 3 people? I do not hate. Dislike yes, but not hate

3) Least favorite school subject? Chemistry

4) Do you own a Britney Spears CD? yes, along with my Backstreet Boys, Westlife, Spice Girls, N'Sync and Christina Aguilera cds...

5) Have you ever thrown up in public? Loads of times…

6) Name one thing that is always on your mind. Music

7) What's your sign? 'No parking'

8) Do you like beer? Is this a trick question?

9) Have you ever made a prank phone call? Yes

10) Are you sarcastic? I forget

11) Is anyone in love with you? Yes, my kettle

12) Have you ever slapped someone? Yes

13) What was your first pet? A rock called Blue

14) Ever had braces? Yes, for a whole year

15) Do looks matter? Unfortunately it is a superficial world

16) How many children do you want? About 67-72

17) What did you do 3 nights ago? Took a train from Kannur to Udupi

18) Have you ever been in a castle? Yes

19) Nicknames? Jo, JoJo, Joey, Jonny, Annie, Chicku, Fuzz, Sloggle, Button, Fluff, Sheep

20) Are you thinking about somebody right now? Yes

21) Ever called somebody Boo? Yes

22) Do you smoke? No

23) Does anyone have a crush on you? Yes

24) Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? Dunkin Donuts

25) Favorite physical feature of the preferred sex? Smile

26) Do you chat online often? My msn’s not working…

27) Pringles or Lays? Neither

28) Full House or The Brady Bunch? Full house, if I must…*sigh

29) Do you like your high school career guidance counselor? No, she was utterly useless

30) Money or love? For now, money

31) Do you enjoy scary movies? No

32) Who was the last person that said they loved you? Snickers

33) Who was the last person that made you cry? Karishma

34) Who was the last person that made you laugh? N.T Bhatt

35) Who was the last person that messaged you? Cedric

36) Who was the last person that called you? Nida

37) What is your best friend's Mom's name? Crystal

38) Who was the hottest teacher you ever had? Mr Dawson, Business Studies

39) Do you parallel park or drive around the block? My parallel parking is one of the worst sights ever…

40) Which shoe do you put on first? The right one

41) Have you ever had a poem or a song written about you? Yes

42) When is the last time you played the air guitar? Last night

43) Have you ever peeked in the opposite sexes locker room? Oh please…I walked right in

44) Do you have any strange phobias? Clowns

45) Have you ever stuck a foreign object up your nose? Tissue, but local brand, not so foreign

46) Have you ever done something you totally regretted? I have no regrets about any action or decision I've ever done

47) When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought? Coffee saves

48) Who is the fourth person on your missed call list on your cell phone? Jerk 5

49) What were you doing at midnight last night? Making fun of people at the hostel gate

50) What is your current desktop picture? Johnny Depp

51) The last song you listened to? My Favourite Game

) Where's 52? I ate it


i shall now go attempt to study for the test on the constitution...

i'm back i'm back i'm back i'm back!

bliss!

let's see how this goes!

:)