This is your life..

.... are you who you want to be?

This is a question, I don't ask myself too often, but do ask sometime. Its usually at the time there are no messages, no-one's online and there's nothing to do.

I have this friend S. The complicated one. She used to sing this song, 'Nobody likes me, everybody hates me, I guess I'll eat some worms..'

I have another friend Ms. Hide 'n Seek. Once a year, we all get this message from her(I don't anymore, on account that messaging me charges a bomb!). It reads, 'I'm sorry if I've hurt you and ask for your forgiveness,' or something to that extent. Its a Jain thing. And even though sorry doesn't solve everything, I think it most certainly does make an effort to do so.

I'm sorry R. For all the snide comments. I know you work extremely hard and get enough shit at work. But I've missed you toooo much to get that! And I'm not (wo)man enough to say it to your face, but I really am sorry. :(

And everyone else, whom I've met in the last week, I love you guys! I really do. I miss talking to you all and hanging out with you all all the time and if I've said anything mean to you, its totally unintentional and its because I'm totally stupid. Sorry. :(

And to all the other 'nobodies' who don't like me, here's a sorry, if I've been mean to you. Or done anything that's made you not like me, if you don't deserve it. (This is a very un-me post, but I don't know why, I feel like it.)

Sorry!


There, it's not entirely the me I want to be, but I think I'm getting there.
Guess I'm going to be a whole lot nicer this year!

Dear Santa,

You know what I want for Christmas.
So please, please, let me, let me, let me...
Let me, get what I want this time! *to be sung in tune*


PS - I've been super nice, that too!




Merry Christmas!! :)

Break on through to the other side!

Well this post is coming a a little early this year, I think. But a 31st December-1st January would require the routine resolution post.

It is kind of a unbelievably predictable end-of-the-year-oh-my-God-did-I-say-year-I-meant-decade-post. And I'm doing the typing at the most un-me time, 5.30 a.m. I can't sleep. I can actually hear someone walking across my corridor right now. I wonder where she's going; the campus is closed. So is the library; I would know. I should probably sleep.

Ah, well.

Act 1 scene 1

Why 2009 has been a fantastic year!

- I turned 22. Best. Age. Ever.
- Discovering Gokarna.
- And, surviving the car crash to get there!
- Discovering Udaipur.
- And of course, discovering Los Angeles. The Grove, Americana, Hollywood, everything!
- I almost forgot. Discovering, Las wait-for-it Vegas! I just realized there was no post-Vegas post. Haha post-Vegas post sounds funny!
- The piercing. I'm probably going to put up a picture in the morning. I feel like sharing!
- John Mayer. And, Battle Studies.
- Zach Braff. Man, these names are going to be repeated indefinitely on this blog!
- USC
- The end of VTU.
- Meeting Perplexed. It seems so long ago, no?
- Inglourious Basterds!
- The living alone experience. (Album coming out soon, lol.)
- Mango Showers!
- The yet-to-come seven days of Christmas!
- The roommates. :)
- John Mayer. Sigh.
- The Victoria Secrets stuff I bought. Well, after all that unavoidable-humping I received from school, I deserved a little pampering, didn't I? Well, to be honest, I don't care if you think otherwise. Its really cutesy and un-pink! Eeeeee! :)
- Leavey library. Yes. I. Said. It. And, dude.


Why the 20-something years have been an AWESOME decade.

- Above.
- Well, we got from younger (read-lame), to older, smarter, awesomer!
- Arctic Monkeys. Deathcab For Cutie. John Mayer. Audioslave. Blue Judy. This list will go on forever.
- This one will too. That 70's Show. Scrubs. Greys Anatomy. Entourage.
- The first laptop. And the first phone.
- Turning 18.
- Facebook.
- Blogger.
- The first piercing!
- The Departed!


Sorry to end this abruptly.

Act 1, Scene 2. December 24th.

A few things are the same. Like, it is still 5.30 am. And I can't sleep.

Everything else is beautiful.
I'M IN THE MOTHERLAND. I'm home home home! And I don't really know if this is jetlag or what, but I don't really care! I'm listening to the new Snow Patrol single, Just Say Yes, and very very happy!

Continuing to why 20-something was an awesome decade!

- I came home for Christmas! I suddenly understand what all those Christmas songs were trying to say!


I cannot think of anything else in that category right now, so lets move on.

Act 1 scene 3.

Why 2010 is going to be a fantabulous year!!

Well, it just is.

You know it and I know it and the entire universe knows its going to be awesome!! So lets do our part and make it totally unbelievable! Its going to take all the positive thinking and being-awesome that's in us and put it out there and see the magic unfold! (Really, what do I sound like right now!?)

Ok, I'm signing off now.

Free fallin'

Please note - Any comments dissing anyone mentioned in this post WILL NOT be published.

So if you read this blog, or actually, just a post or two here and there, you'd know that I'm completely and hopelessly in love with John Mayer. The reason being, he's totally AWESOME! Like, totally. The dude created a word, for heaven's sake! And his rendition of Free Fallin' is just wowwie wow! Check that out here.


So, I'd like to tell you about my day.

By the way, my exams are over! They went decently, so I'm fairly happy! So right now I'm in the chilling mode.
Anyway, so me and my roommates, V and A decided to go out today. First we decided to go shopping, but then we decided to go to Hollywood instead. (Yeah I can say that all matter-of-factly, now!) So we did. We went to school, caught a tram to Union Station and caught a train to Hollywood. (Yes, this post will have a LOT of details. It just adds to the awesomeness!) We went to the Kodak theatre and the Chinese theatre, and fell in love with the place all over again! Then we decided to go souvenir shopping. Unfortunately we didn't find any cheap stores so we decided to look for some other stores.

So we were walking and looking around and suddenly we saw this line. And looked around; it was a line for the Jimmy Kimmel Show! And A looked at the board and she saw that the guest was Zach Braff. Now, I LOVE Zach Braff! I do. He's been awesome in the first seven seasons of Scrubs! And noone else can do JD as well as he can. So I went and asked the guy incharge what we could do to get in if we didn't have tickets. He said we could form a second line and after they let the people with the tickets in, if there were more seats, they'd think about letting us in.

Then A called me and asked me if I hadn't seen the board carefully, and for this, I love her! The last two line on the board read, 'music by - John Mayer'! No, really!!! John Mayer was going to be on the show. There was no way I could miss the show! So we went and stood in line! For thirty minutes we stood in anticipation. Would we, wouldn't we, would we, wouldn't we? And guess what!?

We did!!!! We made it!! We were in! We were going to see Jimmy Kimmel, Zach Braff and JOHN MAYER! I died and went to heaven right there! I did. We went for the show. My throat is now sore after screaming! We saw Zach Braff on the show! He is really really cute! And totally funny! And awesome. Then there was this other dude from So you think you can dance. And of course, Jimmy Kimmel himself. And after a a LOT of screaming and clapping and waiting, they led us out of the studio through the exit. I nearly died. I mean, they couldn't send us out without giving us what they promised!

Then we had our own private John Mayer concert!!!!!!!!!!




I have NEVER EVER been this happy in my whole entire life! I've seen John Mayer. I've heard him play live. My life is complete now. If someone murdered me today, I would so die in peace. The show went of for just twenty minutes, but I saw John Mayer today, and it was TOTALLY unexpected. He played Heartbreak Warfare, Half of My Heart and Who Says from Battle Studies, and Vultures and Waiting on the World To Change from Continuum. Oh my God, I've never been happier! December 15th, 2009 is a date I will remember for the rest of my life!

I officially LOVE LA!

Plus its December; see I told you December was going to be awesome!

Also, the power of belief. To all those who don't believe, optimism, REALLY DOES WORK! It does. So, all you people out there, believe! And it shall happen!




I saw John Mayer today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm me. I demand.



I think people should've gotten that by now!

Shiny happy people!

Today, it is December the fourth,
yes yes yes, just ten days more!
Finally algos will be over,
never, near me shall it hover!
graphics will work its own miracle,
and then there shall be no more debacles!
I will be done I will be done,
finally I can have some fun!
Winter break will have never been better,
I also bought some funky sweaters!
One down, just two more to go,
kicking some ass is now the flow.


Now, I only wish I could go home.

My December

That isn't a song I like, particularly, but 'a long December' seemed kind sad and what's there to be sad about December!? Nothing, December is awesome!!!!

Its time for my annual I love December post!

Reasons why I love December and the holidays!

1. These.

2. Shopping in Los Angeles is just wow! I can finally get down to buying fall and winter clothes, and ACTUALLY wear them. I now own boots and a fab trench coat! And some really funky sweaters. Online shopping is pretty fun, but not as much fun as regular shopping, but fun nevertheless.

3. I might have a super-fab new years!

4. I actually wake up smiling for no reason at all, and this, after four months of waking up wishing I could collapse and never get up again!

5. My exams end in less than two weeks!

6. CAT is almost over back home, and I know everyone is going to do SUPER well!

7. I get ideas to blog. I'm supposed to be studying but cannot help post this!

8. ALL my assignments are done and over with. They weren't all great, but its December, so everything's ok!

9. My online shopping is going to be delivered soon!

10. Christmas sales, and decorations!

11. Christmas candy!

12. The AWESOME Santa hat I bought!

13. Universal Studios!

14. Battle Studies

15. Scrubs!!

16. The new Archie gets married issue. I'm waiting for all six to come so I can read them together, but I don't think I'll last. The latest issue looks crazzyy!

17. 25$ I got from AT&T for referring my roommate!

18. The feeling that I get that something great is on its way!

Happy December, all!! :)

Hope you all have an awesome one as well! :)

Girl

Women, sheesh.

I'm sure everyone of you out there has said/heard someone say this.

This post was inspired by my friend, S, the complicated one at Michigan, but is directed towards every woman on this planet.

I don't know what it is about the way our brain works, really. How something as insignificant as a single message can totally turn our day around and change our entire outlook of life. And that message may range from a 600 characters message to a message containing a single, 'Hi'!

Fine, lets put messages aside. A missed call itself has the power to do the outlook changing part! Its absurd, really, the speed at which our brains work in such situations. I really don't know where such massive doses of (stoned) endorphins are stored! And ALL this is brought about by a single entity.

Boys.


There might be a World War raging, or an hurricane looming around the corner, but when the aforementioned message makes an appearance, all we can think is, 'HE messaged!!', and turn giddy with joy! And, oh my God, the psychoanalysis that's involved in replying! We really might be the next Marie Curie or Condoleezza Rice, or the female version of Cicero, otherwise. But the number of 'what will he think?', and 'what should I say?', and the 'what should I say SO he thinks that?,' is crazy! And if the object of our attention is around, there, wait-for-it, THERE! The rapid transformation into the fifteen year old school girl.


And we hate it. We hate the naivety. At the moment we obviously wouldn't realize it, what with the excessive hormone rush, but the moment 'the moment' passes, that's when it comes. This time, the questions are replaced by, 'what was I thinking?,' 'how could I have been so stupid?,' and 'Man, I wish I could take all that back!!' And then that moment lasts for longer, much longer. And after all that, for the next thirty days or so, we enter the passive phase, where there's no hurt, no regret, no joy, no bliss. Just blah.


And then enters same boy/different boy. Begins: infinite loop.


Sigh.



Why!?

But then again, its the little joys and the cheap thrills, right?

Life in TECHNICOLOR...Hah!

Remember how you used to look at all those nerds in school and make fun of how all they did was only study and had no life outside of that, secretly wishing you could be like that as well? No? Come on, don't lie. We've all been there! OK, maybe not in school but a little later on definitely. Still, no? Fine, I'll be the honest one here. I always wished I could be a nerd. AND DAMN IT, of all the wishes, that one had to come true!

This was the conversation I had with a friend the other day.

Him: You don't come home anymore.
Me: I don't go home. Period.

That's almost quite literally true. My daily routine can be summarized in five lines.

Wake up.
Go to the library.
Catch a burger for lunch.
Go back to the library.
Go home to crash at midnight.

Kind of an infinite for loop, yes?

Oh my God, I cannot believe I just said that!

Yes, Grad school. IS that bad.

Along with the terms to admission you also agree to the following:
- I agree to having no life.
- I agree to getting mind-fu**ed.
- I agree to getting ass-fu***ed.
- I agree to getting fu**ed sideways.
- I agree to feeling miserable every morning.
- I agree to turn into the most pessimistic person on the planet.
- I agree to get up every morning, looking like I have nothing left to live for.
- I agree to giving up on any shred of self confidence and self respect that I possess.
- I agree to pay for the early Botox I'm going to undergo because of the infinite frown lines on my forehead.
- I agree to let my virginity be taken, over and over and over again, by, wait-for-it, God-awful courses.
- I agree to being an agnostic.

If you ever think of going my way in this respect, please please read this post.

But inspite of alllll this, I did manage to catch a movie over the weekend.
New Moon.
Two words.
HELL NO!

Not even Jacob Black's above-the-belt nudity (or lack of it) is worth the torture and the waste of time. I've watched bad movies and worse movies, but this one walked away with the most pathetic excuse for the cake.

Not even worth downloading and watching.

Trust me.

A Message

How to get me to totally loathe you:


Tell me, two days before the algorithms mid-term, in which you previously scored an 83 and in which I scored a measly 36, to teach you the topics in the aforementioned subject!

In my Place

OK, so when you're the positive one, who tells you everything is going to be OK?

City Love

I promise I wont make this sappy or corny or full of stuff about how I miss home.

Well, atleast I'll try not to.

I watched two movies today. After God knows how long! Actually after yesterday. But THAT was after God knows how long! So quick movie reviews!

He's just not that into you - Contrary to the various negative reviews I heard about this one, I actually found this one pretty decent. Minus the Drew Barrymore parts. Those were bullshit. I actually watched it because of my new-found love for Kevin Connolly, but really really liked Justin Long at the end of it. BUT women are not like 'Gigi'. Period.

The AnswerMan - Different. Not great but nice. LOVED Lauren Graham in it. And I kept thinking the protagonist was Dave Coulier, he wasn't.

(500) Days of Summer - Like the narrator says, this is a boy-girl story but it isn't a love story. I liked this one. Very much. Awesome performances and story line and a really really good soundtrack. Watch!

Coraline - Animated. Horror, kind of. Nice. Its got Teri Hatcher playing a kind of witch in it.

Waiting for Shrek 4! According to my Graphics prof, who works at Dreamworks, its the craziest, whackiest Shrek ever! Yaaiy!

I have been geeking out lately. Our latest assignment was Youtube related so I actually go to my homework page to listen to music of late. Also I really want t show off my awesomeness, so please visit this. Much help was provided by my roommate, A. So, much thanks to her!

On the life front, I've decided to give alcohol a well-deserved break, atleast for a month or two. I miss home too much and the tequila consumption really clouds my judgement and makes me do rubbish things to make up for that. And the next morning is always the next evening! So, adios, CH3OH, C2H5OH and the likes. You will not be missed. I bet my roommates will be real glad to read that. But they don't read this, so too bad.

I'm visiting Vegas over the weekend. Think I should push the above break by a week? Or does Vegas come with a default don't-give-a-shit pass? I guess I will let Vegas decide that for itself. And I'm going with two older brothers. Hopefully they will take care of my expenses. :)

I'm going to miss Halloween in LA! Damn!

My friends told me not to stop blogging, but I think I should throw the advice right back at them. So yeah, Ramya and Akaash, give work a break and come with a super post! Go go go!

On a crazy mental note, this is one of my classmates. Looking at his CV really made me question everything! And he's our age! God so did not spend the same amount of time on all of us!

I'm leaving you all with this. Watch the last 4 minutes of the video. Its awesome! I seriously new respect for Surds after this! Look how happy they look!

83 - still October, still John Mayer.

14, 538.
The distance, in kilometers, between where I am now and where I want to be.

430.
The rent.

91210.
The zipcode of the future. Dreamworks.

570.
The unspeakable course. Algorithms.

10.
Points in XML!

12.
The distance, in miles, between where I live and where John Mayer does.

2.
The number of buses I have to change to get there.

63.
Days to Christmas.

5.49.
For a six-pack. The alcoholic kind.

0278 & 0119
The road to heaven!

27, 569.
The number of limbs I'd give to eat mum's chole again.

70.
Days away from home.

15.
The distance, in miles, between where I live, and those magical letters, HOLLYWOOD.

80117115115121
Code for the word I don't want to hear for a long time.

313, 301.
The addresses.

1.
Beatles album.
The U2 song.
Me. Stuck in the middle and kinda liking it! :)

Belief

After this week:

I believe that deadlines can be met.

I believe in Ari Gold.

I believe in Dreamworks.

I believe that things happen for a reason.

I believe that women are not meant to see certain things.

I believe in Hollywood.

I believe that Modern Family is well on its way to become the new Scrubs.

I believe North Carolina might be fun.

I believe people can really come through for you, for no reason at all.

I believe that big things are about to happen.

I believe in rock and roll.

I believe in hope. And serendipity. And belief. I believe in belief.

I believe in blue!

I believe in the universe, even though I haven't read the secret.

I believe I will meet Kevin Connolly and John Mayer and Jeremy Piven.

I believe in you.

and....

I believe in the AWESOMENESS that is me.


You should, too.

St. Patrick's Day.....not!

Hello readers (those of you who still read this, that is.). :)

A super Diwali to you all! Load up on them sweets, light up them candles, and go nuts with the firecrackers (I love the anar in particular!). Oh, and don't drink and drive!!


I can't believe I actually miss that Hutch used to charge 1 buck a message on Diwali. Seems so trivial compared to 25cents AT&T does!


Happy Diwali again! :)

Split Screen Sadness

Multiply last line of previous post by 1500.

Oh wait, I mean, by 1500^1500.

Neon

How does the title connect to the post?

Neon --> Neon Lights (like, duh!) --> Lights --> Electricity/Power.

Which now we don't have!

It all began day before yesterday when I thought to myself, Wow, one amazing thing about this place is that there are no power cuts here. That is so awesome. And then I started to think about my Web Tech exam. Which went pretty well, btw, thanks for asking.


Yesterday I was in the library. Yes, the library. My dad's life long dream of his daughter studying in the library has finally come true. Anyway... so I was in the library when V calls me and says that there is no power in the house. Yes! The United States. The motherboard of internet and electricity. But why? Because we didn't pay our electricity bill? But that's because we didn't get an electricity bill. And that was because we didn't make an account with them!

They told us a million things when we got here. Find a nice, cheap house, find two roommates, go to the Indian store, make a bank account, make an account with the credit union. But noone, noone told us to make an account with LAWPD. Hell! Not my friends, not seniors, and definitely not my landlord! Bloody hell!

So I called LAWPD yesterdy and finally made an account, and he said the power will be back on tomorrow (which is today). And the goddamned power IS STILL NOT BACK! I think we are the only people in the history of the country to whom this has happened. Before the bulb was invented, obviously!

Gaaaah!!

Funnier still, V tried to open the door and the door knob comes out when she tries to turn it. And according to google, yesterday was supposed to be a "fantastic" day for me! Well, I'm still waiting.


Oh, and S, you totally made my day today! I love you!!! :)

Who Says? (Stuff we hear in my house - 2)

(A's birthday. Everyone is standing for a photo.)
Camera-person: Cheeeeeese.
V: Shit. Who dropped cake on the floor!?


M: OK, I gotta leave, lab work to be done.
D: Say hi to R and go, she'll be here in a bit.
M: Give me her number, I'll call her and tell her.

*nice way to get a girl's number, what say??*


R gets a call from M, as he's leaving.
R: Yeah, dude.
R: WHAT!!!? *hangs up*
Us: WHAT?
R: M opened 301 thinking it was the exit and he saw people doing it!!
Boys in room: thinking of different ways to say OOOPPS!


A(on Skype, to her friends back home who've all met up to wish her, and who is completely unaware that her living room is currently filled with people ready to surprise her) : Shit all of you are here!!
Everyone in the other room (LOUDLY!): DAMN!!
A: ???



In other news, I was on my way to Graphics class last evening. And I see this huge flyer up at school saying its Porn Week at school! WTF!?

Something's missing..

Its John Mayer month in my head, hence the titles..

Many things are missing.

- John Lennon. Jim Morrison.
- priorities.
- perspective.
- people. Too many of them.
- parents.
- poker playing abilities.
- PEOPLE! :(
- passion.
- money!
- guts.
- homeworks, assignments; from my end.
- will power.
- the don't-give-a-damn attitude.


I can finally feel myself growing up, kind of, and I'm not sure I like it. I always thought growing up would involve most of the aforementioned missing things, and would atleast, sort of, be fun. Parts of it are fun, but a majority of it is quite lonely and annoying. To an extent that you forget the fun parts of it. Its bad enough when you don't live up to the expectations of those you give a damn about, its worse when you don't live up to your own expectations. And then you delve into that and start thinking about where you went wrong and what you did and what people thought. Then the don't-give-a-damn attitude you were once so proud of is non existent.

To make things worse, the one thing I have really been looking forward to is not working out and I don't think I can make it back home during Christmas. :(

God, please make the thought process stop. And, please please please PLEASE make things better and more interesting and please do something so I can look forward to each day! And give me my hyper-self back! And find a way to feed my craziness because I am toooo blah nowadays! And arrange something, PLEASE, so I can meet with John Mayer. And yes, please make my don't-care-less attitude return! Amen.

Say (Stuff we hear in my house -1)

Roommate 1(A, while looking through pictures of her cute teacher): Wait wait, there's one in his bathing suit.
Me: Ooooooh!
A: Its not like that, I only respect him. *solemnly*
Me: Bwahahahahahahaha!



Me(to A): Yaaaiy I saw cute boys in our building and there are two of them! One for me and one for you!
Roommate 2(V, who btw, is seeing someone): Excuse me, what about me??
Me and A: look at V.
V: Oops, why did I say that!
Me: proceeds to tell the world!


R( as, he, walks into our house): I'm PMS-ing today!
A: Aww lets get you some feel-good chocolate!
R: OK, I'm not that much of a girl yet!


Me: I'm the nerd girl next door!
A: You're SO not the girl next door! You're the girl in the opposite house.
Me: What's that supposed to mean?
A: You remember the movie with Manisha Koirala, where she has an affair with the really young boy??
Me: WTF!!!!!????

Love song for noone

No, I haven't been watching 10 Things I Hate About You. I do love Julia Stiles' poem at the end of it though. I was trying to sleep and I couldn't so I tried my own version of it.

I hate it when you wear that shirt,
and when you cut your hair.
And when I wake up over here,
I hate it that you're there.
I hate it that you never call,
I knew that'd be the case.
But you could prove me wrong, you know,
I miss your stupid face.
I hate that I can't talk to you,
The way I could before,
No sooner than I think of this,
I hate you even more.
I hate that when I think of you,
thinking's what I do.
You make me think, that's right, I THINK.
Which I should NEVER do.
This will sound too cliched,
but I don't hate you at all.
I love that I don't hate you....

I don't believe I just said that.



This isn't directed towards anyone. Exams leave me little funny.

Oh, speaking of te post title, listen to Who Says - John Mayer. My current favourite.

The bigger picture

I'm not seeing it. I'm just not able to see it.

Let the venting commence..

Remember this?

Maybe you do, maybe you don't, because that was a time in my life when I decided let it just be the blog and me. Anyway, now that you've read it, you get the gist.

Note - The tone of the 'author'/blogger is currently that of resentment. Partly against herself, partly against people she knows in her new city of residence.

I function with music. Its true, I really do. I actually do literally eat, drink, breathe, sleep music. I'm NEVER out without my Ipod. I like the music on when I'm sleeping. I sing in the shower. To sum it up in one line (which actually is impossible), music is HUUUGE for me. Like really huge. Like religion. That's right. Music is my religion.

So when I decided to come to the city where I currently reside, I thought to myself, wow! I'm going to be going for some amazing concerts here! There are going to be bands playing here EVERY week. I will finally meet John Mayer! (Which I will, for sure, but you get the drift)

Well, as it turns out, I was right. Partly. There ARE concerts here every week. There ARE shows happening every moment. Things are here and happening every second of the day!

You know the fuck up?

I'm not going for ANY of them! Why?? Not because of lack of resources, nor lack of time, but for lack of, wait-for-it, COMPANY! Yes, I kid you not. Its lack of fucking company.

So, today I get up and I receive an email that Arctic Monkeys are playing at Hollywood. Tonight! Yes! Arctic Monkeys!! I hurriedly check for tickets and find out there aren't any left. OK, this wasn't anyone's fault.

Saturday - September 19th - Porcupine Tree. Barely 2 miles from where I live. When I ask people if they want to come, they go, Porcupine what? I tell them I will give them their music, which is awesome, they go how does that make any sense. CAN YOU BELIEVE PEOPLE HAVEN'T HEARD OF PORCUPINE TREE!!? Other excuses - 'I'm saving up for Metallica.' Which btw, is AFTER FOUR EFFING MONTHS!

October 19th - Snow Patrol.

'Oh I know Snow Patrol, Chasing Cars.'
Hmm, I know, so will you come?
'Oh, I don't know, I haven't heard any other song.'

!!!!!!

SERIOUSLY. This one I've decided for, I will go alone if I have to!

This is one of the many instances where I really really REALLY miss my friends back home. I know, for a fact, that if Snow Patrol or Arctic Monkeys or Porcupine Tree were playing in India, we wouldn't miss it! Or for that matter, even if, concerts in India were a frequent thing, I KNOW, they wouldn't say, this will probably happen again, we'll go next time. No, they wouldn't! They would, in fact say, hey 'XYZ's' playing again! Lets go again! That's what they would say! Be it before an exam or anything, I know, if I were in India right now, or better still, if my friends were HERE, I wouldn't be missing Porcupine Tree or even Bryan Adams for that matter!

Gah!

If any of you back home are reading this, I love you guys, you're the best. No, seriously!

Conversations with people from the homeland - 1

So I was talking to my mom today. You should know this about my mom. Till about 3 weeks back, she had some thing against technology. No, seriously. She would shoot herself, and she still will, before she ever used/uses a cell phone. And the internet. Sigh.. lets not even go there. She is REALLY smart, but when it comes to technology, she's really indifferent, read stubborn.

So getting back.. Mom finally installed and learnt how to work Skype, why, her precious little girl lives tens of thousands of miles away! She didn't make an ID however, she used it under my dad's ID. Which is why I nearly fainted when I recieved an email from her saying, this is my new email id. Oh my God, I thought, and immediately called her!!

Me: You're going against your principles!!!
Mom: Shut up.
Me: You never wanted to learn or use this shit.
Mom: You people never taught me how to. (which btw, is a total lie. We've tried a million times, she never seemed to want to learn!)
Me: YOU Made an ID??
Mom: Your brother made it for me.
Me: Oh. Finally it makes sense.

Then she proceeds to tell me how I never cared enough to teach her, how I only had time to chill with my friends before I left (which is also untrue, btw!), and how she had asked us so many times but we'd never bothered to make any internet lessons time. (My mother, a liar!)

She then asks me to send her a mail telling her what my bank balance was, on her account. You should heard the pride in her voice when she said the words, 'on my email id!' So I told her to go online and check if she'd received any other emails. I kid you not, I spent half an hour explaining to her how to check her mail. Like I said, such things, my mom refuses to understand. Anything else, she's like the next Einstein!

Then at the end of it all, when I've almost just given up, I ask her, OK so tell me your password, I'll try fixing something.

YOU KNOW WHAT SHE SAYS??

How can I tell you that?? Its MY password!!

I LOVE my mom!! Seriously!!

Time to go to the library!

The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed.

• Look at the list and bold those you have read.
• Mark in blue those you intend to read.
• Mark in RED the books you LOVE.
  
• Reprint this list in your own blog.
• Having seen the movie/cartoon/TV series is not the same as having read the book.

This is my list.

1. The Lord of the Rings, JRR Tolkien
2. Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
3. His Dark Materials, Philip Pullman
4. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Adams
5. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, JK Rowling
6. To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
7. Winnie the Pooh, AA Milne
8. Nineteen Eighty-Four, George Orwell
9. The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, CS Lewis
10. Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë
11. Catch-22, Joseph Heller
12. Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë
13. Birdsong, Sebastian Faulks
14. Rebecca, Daphne du Maurier
15. The Catcher in the Rye, JD Salinger
16. The Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame
17. Great Expectations, Charles Dickens
18. Little Women, Louisa May Alcott
19. Captain Corelli's Mandolin, Louis de Bernieres
20. War and Peace, Leo Tolstoy
21. Gone with the Wind, Margaret Mitchell
22. Harry Potter And The Philosopher's Stone, JK Rowling
23. Harry Potter And The Chamber Of Secrets, JK Rowling
24. Harry Potter And The Prisoner Of Azkaban, JK Rowling
25. The Hobbit, JRR Tolkien
26. Tess Of The D'Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy
27. Middlemarch, George Eliot
28. Prayer For Owen Meany, John Irving
29. The Grapes Of Wrath, John Steinbeck
30. Alice's Adventures In Wonderland, Lewis Carroll
31. The Story Of Tracy Beaker, Jacqueline Wilson
32. One Hundred Years Of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez
33. The Pillars Of The Earth, Ken Follett
34. David Copperfield, Charles Dickens
35. Charlie And The Chocolate Factory, Roald Dahl
36. Treasure Island, Robert Louis Stevenson
37. Town Like Alice, Nevil Shute
38. Persuasion, Jane Austen
39. Dune, Frank Herbert
40. Emma, Jane Austen
41. Anne Of Green Gables, LM Montgomery
42. Watership Down, Richard Adams
43. The Great Gatsby, F Scott Fitzgerald
44. The Count Of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas
45. Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh
46. Animal Farm, George Orwell
47. Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens
48. Far From The Madding Crowd, Thomas Hardy
49. Goodnight Mister Tom, Michelle Magorian
50. The Shell Seekers, Rosamunde Pilcher
51. The Secret Garden, Frances Hodgson Burnett
52. Of Mice And Men, John Steinbeck
53. The Stand, Stephen King
54. Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy
55. Suitable Boy, Vikram Seth
56. The BFG, Roald Dahl
57. Swallows And Amazons, Arthur Ransome
58. Black Beauty, Anna Sewell
59. Artemis Fowl, Eoin Colfer
60. Crime And Punishment, Fyodor Dostoyevsky
61. Noughts And Crosses, Malorie Blackman
62. Memoirs Of A Geisha, Arthur Golden
63. Tale Of Two Cities, Charles Dickens
64. The Thorn Birds, Colleen McCollough
65. Mort, Terry Pratchett
66. The Magic Faraway Tree, Enid Blyton
67. The Magus, John Fowles
68. Good Omens, Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman
69. Guards! Guards!, Terry Pratchett
70. Lord Of The Flies, William Golding
71. Perfume, Patrick Süskind
72. The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists, Robert Tressell
73. Night Watch, Terry Pratchett
74. Matilda, Roald Dahl
75. Bridget Jones's Diary, Helen Fielding
76. The Secret History, Donna Tartt
77. The Woman In White, Wilkie Collins
78. Ulysses, James Joyce
79. Bleak House, Charles Dickens
80. Double Act, Jacqueline Wilson
81. The Twits, Roald Dahl
82. Capture The Castle, Dodie Smith
83. Holes, Louis Sachar
84. Gormenghast, Mervyn Peake
85. The God Of Small Things, Arundhati Roy
86. Vicky Angel, Jacqueline Wilson
87. Brave New World, Aldous Huxley
88. Cold Comfort Farm, Stella Gibbons
89. Magician, Raymond E Feist
90. On The Road, Jack Kerouac
91. The Godfather, Mario Puzo
92. The Clan Of The Cave Bear, Jean M Auel
93. The Colour Of Magic, Terry Pratchett
94. The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho
95. Katherine, Anya Seton
96. Kane And Abel, Jeffrey Archer
97. Love In The Time Of Cholera, Gabriel García Márquez
98. Girls In Love, Jacqueline Wilson
99. The Princess Diaries, Meg Cabot
100. Midnight's Children, Salman Rushdie

Yep, I suck big time! But I'm better than the average adult!!

I tag everyone I know. Rammy, especially, because I know she is one person who might have a lot of the entries in bold. Oh, and Akaash. Just, so he blogs!

In other news, algorithms is killing me!! Someone's really out to get me!!

Because I feel like showing off!

Like they say, a picture is worth a thousand words. So here are a few thousand words! Courtesy - Hollywood walk of fame! And the Chinese Theatre.














And here are two of my favourite pictures!




Happiness!! :) Aren't you glad I shared?

That's where I want to be

So its been 2 weeks outside of the city, country and home sweet home, and today it FINALLY hit me that I am in Los Angeles! The reason? It was this.



What are you supposed to be looking at? OK do you see the black box in the middle of the picture? Well if I had a good digicam or a better camera on my phone or if I were closer to the aforementioned black box this is what it would've looked like!

I could see it, I COULD ACTUALLY SEE IT! Then it hit me. I was.. I mean I AM in the same city as John Mayer and George Clooney and particular momen the likes. And at that particular moment all that separated me from them were a couple of dozen miles and security (Security aint gonna stop me from anything, though!)!

I'M HERE I'M HERE!

You all should be too!

Hello!

Ola people! (Yeah, I say ola now! :) )

Sorry for the long delay in the LA-is-awesome post. (LA is awesome but I still miss home and can't wait to see everyone at Christmas!)

I'm doing good, thanks for asking. I moved into my apartment 3 days back and have been home alone. And will be home alone till tomorrow! I haven't got internet running but like always I've found a stray unsecured wireless connection! And.... I finally made friends!! ( Basically, I'm HORRIBLE at socializing and initiating conversation, but once someone starts talking to me, I can't shut up!) For 2 days, I was friendless and alone. Then I found a long-lost (second) cousin. And now, finally, I have friends! (Rammy, I fail you yet again, but I will get better!)

I've always had horrible luck when ordering drinks, now I've realized that goes double when I order food! So the last three lunches I've had have each cost 7$ (yes, LA is super expensive) and have ALL been wasted because they're inedible. No, seriously! (What can I say, I'm Indian and not too good at adapting to bland, tasteless food!)

Speaking of Indians, I came across the most annoying and painful one the other day. She was supposed to move in with us and then backed out because I told her I cooked egg at home that day. (I'd just had a beer and felt like sharing!) And she bailed!! Said she was shudh Marwadi and shudh Jain or whatever. OK fine, I told her, I wont make eggs again. (See, I adjusted, I CAN compromise), but she said she'll have to talk to her parents (who live in India btw!) and see what they have to say. And this is after I tell her I wont cook eggs in the house again. And the stupid bitch doesnt even call to get back to us. After hours and hours of trying her number, she finally picks our call and tells us her parents didn't want her to move in with us. SO the bitch finds another place WHICH IS JUST BELOW OUR PLACE! Now I have nothing against any religion but one of my really really good friends was the same caste she is and she was OK with us eatingnon vegetarian food and egg everytime she went out with us. I honestly don't get why the hell she's in the US if she's going to have a problem with non vegetarian food being eaten/cooked around her! How that bitch manages, I'd like to see! I can't wait to tilet paper her house!! (Ah, it feels so nice to vent! Damn bitch-in-crime, I miss calling you and bitching!)

On the other hand, we found another girl and hopefully, she'll be moving in tomorrow!!

So... How're you?

How we came from here to HERE

So I thought I need to write a post to explain how the previous post came about.

So once upon a time, there was an awesome girl. She was, as you can guess, pretty darned awesome. There was just one thing wrong with her. She was unsure as to how to amplify this awesomeness. Should I work at Target? Should I go to NIFT? Should I go to USC? Should I do an MBA? So many many ways to make everyone around me benefit from my awesomeness, she thought, and so little time. She then decided to work at Target.

Ah, but there's another secret flaw this awesome girl possessed. That was that she thought too much. And too much at that. She analysed. And then she analyzed. (Note the differences in spelling.) And then she spent some more time doing that. And then she decided to go to LA. Then she filled in her forms and she was ready to go, but for her visa. She began to think again. She thought and thought and then her cousin told her that Vegas was 350 kms from LA. Ah, she thought to herself, now lets see who can stop me!? She got her visa and it was a matter of less than 3 weeks before she landed in LA.

I think you might've guessed by now that the awesome girl is in the story is, well, me. And I'm in LA. But here, for all the right reasons. Vegas is just an excuse. I finally decided to do my Masters in Computer Science. So, in two years I might work in wait-for-it, DREAMWORKS. Did I say might? Sorry, I mean will. And all of you will wait till the end of the credits in any animated movie you watch! My plan to take over Apple thus begins!


Oh and btw, its R's birthday today! So wish her if you haven't already. And give her a super big from me. I love you, R!! :) I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, as long as I'm living, my baby you'll be. Dude, get smashed.

I tag Akaash to post something. ANYTHING.

We've moved!

So I've been reading instances where too many people have been moving to Wordpress.

I'm happy (and super duper miffed) to announce that we've moved too.

To LA, that is!

Our further posts will now be from Los Angeles, California.

And, maybe, just maybe if you're lucky, we'll have John Mayer guest blogging!



Me miss you guys terribly. TERRIBLY.

How could they do this!!!?

The first story books I read while growing up were Archie comics. By story books I mean, comics (which is what I called them then) and by reading, I mean looking at the illustrations. A major part of my childhood was in my grandmother's house, where my (then a teenager) uncle had a big collection of Archie comics. I'm 22, and to this date am a huge fan. Everytime I travel by train, I make sure I have two new Double Digests with me!

I loved those pin up pages in the comics because then, I would take out my drawing book and proceed to draw and colour them. I've even attempted to send in a few illustrations to the 'Archie comics headquarters' (as I called them lol), but like the other letters I wrote, they never made it past my room.

As you can probably guess, my favourite character (like every other girl's growing up)was Betty Cooper. I loved her! I hated Veronica Lodge for a long time! I never really like Archie; always preferred Jughead. But I always wanted Archie and Betty to end up together!

So, why the this post?

Because I just found out what's going to happen!
THIS is going to happen!! (I know Archie, Betty and Veronica are all 67 year old teenagers, but still this is just too much bad news!!)
The comic is out on August 19th when Archie finally proposes to Veronica. :( :( :(

I always rooted for Betty. They are just comic book characters but how would you feel if suddenly T-Bone was killed off in a Swat Kats episode or if Optimus Prime had ACTUALLY died in Transformers. So unfair!!! And get this, as if this weren't enough, they're going to pair Betty with Jughead!! I agree opposites attract, but COME ON!

My life - The Musical

So I admit, nobody tagged me. I just found this, and liked it and can't sleep so am doing this.

The song post. The song that describes the following parts of my (and when I tag you, your) life.

No, this isn't where you put on your random playlist and the answer to every question is the next song that plays. Here, you get to pick te song. So choose well.

Here goes.

Preeeesenting, my life in music!

Opening credits: Guitar solo to Freebird - Lynyrd Skynyrd

Waking up : Beautiful Day - U2

Average day: The View from the afternoon - Arctic Monkeys, Life in Technicolor - Coldplay, Teenage Dirtbag - Wheatus

First date: Are You Gonna be My girl - Jet

Falling in love: Chasing cars- Snow Patrol, Catch My Disease - Ben Lee, My Rollercaster - Kimya Dawson, Shiver - Coldplay

Love scene: Shine on you, Crazy Diamond - Pink Floyd, Slow Dancing in a burning Room - John Mayer, Mother we cant get enough - New Radicals

Fight scene: Surrender - Cheap Trick, Thunderstruck - ACDC, Pump it - Black Eyed Peas

Breaking up: If I didn't like the guy, Freedom- George Michael. If I did, Fix You - Coldplay. =

Getting back together: (not happening) but if.... Somewhere only We Know - Keane

Secret love: Love me Two Times - The Doors, If there's a Rocket, tie me to it - Snow Patrol, Warning Sign - Coldplay

Life's okay: (more like life is awesome!) The Show - Lenka, Smells like Teen Spirit - Nirvana, Learn To Fly - Foo Fighters

Mental breakdown: hmmm... nothing, really.

Driving: Highway Star - Deep Purple, Play That Funky Music - Wild Cherry

Learning a lesson: Don't stop Believing - Journey, Champagne Supernova - Oasis

Deep thought: All kinds of Time - Fountains of Wayne, Be Yourself - Audioslave

Flashback: Light - Advaita, The Scientist (not for obvious reasons. Just...) - Coldplay

Partying: Calabria, Right Round - Flo Rida

Happy dance: Satisfaction - The Rolling Stones, Play That Funky Music - Wild Cherry, Celebration - Kool and the Gang, Desi Girl - Dostana

Regretting: Lucy In the Sky with Diamonds - The Beatles, The End - The Doors

Long night alone: Desi Girl - Dostana, I'll Follow You into the Dark - Deathcab for Cutie

Death scene: Rock You like a Hurricane - The Scorpions, (World, Hold on! - Bob Sinclar lol.)

Closing credits: Bittersweet Symphony - The Verve, We're all Alright - Cheap Trick



So, that's done.

I tag -
~R~
Akaash (I know this is corny but YOU BETTER TAKE THIS UP. YOUR BLOG LOOKS WAY TOO EMPTY.)
Perplexed
Footloose Doll.
Vinayak Sapru
Miss M

There's something about Tom

I watched Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince today.

Verdict: Worth a watch. Not SUPERB, but decent. Some totally made up situations, some unnecessary scenes, some left-out stuff, but altogether very entertaining. Very average performance by Ginny Weasley though, and the characters of Remus Lupin, Tonks and even Snape were totally wasted.


Tom Felton. Draco Malfoy. BRILLIANT. He's the reason you should be watching the movie. The dude is just so Malfoy, and has done an EXCELLENT job. Brooding, mysterious, self-involved, frustrated. He's wow. And he's so dark and dangerous, you totally want him. I usually catch Potter flicks for the Weasley twins (such a disappointment in this movie, btw) and Rupert Grint, Won-Won, in this movie, but Draco Malfoy overshadows them all, even Harry Potter. I've never been a Radcliffe fan, but I've always rooted for the good guys in the series. Watching Felton as Malfoy in this movie, you almost just want him to succeed and kill Dumbledoor. No, really! And knowing how the series ends, it wouldn't be a bad idea to let 'the Dark Lord' deserve a few pats on his back either.

So yeah, watch it. For Malfoy/Felton. And oh yeah, Freddie Stroma a.k.a Cormac McLaggen a.k.a Hermione's pursuer. So yummy!

The highs, the lows, the maybe's, the damnits and the hell yeah's!

I wish I were 18.

Even though 22 has been my favourite age by far, I still can't help wanting to be 18, going back to a simpler time. Actually thinking, a simpler time would be, say 3, but that's kind of impractical. Not that this isn't, but still.

I would've done so many things differently.

For starters, I would've insisted on shifting to another city and living in a hostel, because right now I'm too spoilt and too used to home to be anywhere else. Put me in a deserted island and ask me what I'd take with me and the answer is an inflatable boat which would get me back home. Not Jude Law, not John Mayer. A boat.


I would've made an actual attempt at learning to play the guitar. I have a guitar. And. I cannot play it. Unless you count playing every song with the C, G, D chords, then yes. I am the next Hendrix. And don't say atleast you learnt that much. Its not much, not much at all.


No surprises here. I would have taken up a design course. I'm not an expert at any form of design right now, and I'm not saying that NID or NIFT would be laying out red carpets for me. But if I'd known then, that, computers aren't as cool as they're made out to be (no offense to anyone) (well actually, computers are pretty cool and I don't see myself without one, but I don't see myself sitting in front of one all the time, either), then I wouldn't have decided to go (settle) with engineering.


And, the crush I had on that 19 year old would seem anything but ick. I know. And, don't judge me. :-|


I would not have been a moody pain-in-the-ass. I was impossible back then. I got angry easily, fought with people for really stupid reasons (some of whom I'm still not speaking to) and got way too attached to people. Trust me, if you know me now, I'm much better. Yes, the mood swings used to be more frequent, longer in duration and none of them ended well. Note. I did not cry. Not then, not now. I was born with a heart of stone. I don't know how my friends were friends with me.


I would have, in capitals, bold and italics, THROWN, my cellphone off some mountain.


But now that I am 22, never lived in a hostel, an amateur at playing the guitar, an engineer (God, it still feels weird saying that), LESS moody and still with a cellphone, there are things I wouldn't dream of changing.


Staying home. Any other college's hostel would be OK. But the hostel in the college I studied in, big no-no. According to my friends, their warden was Hitler. No kidding.

Well, I didn't learn the guitar. But I can sing. Which doesn't change anything, but does make things slightly better, no? Yes.

Engineering. Ah, its a love-hate relationship, really. Hate the degree, hate the courses, hated the teachers, hated that they made us come to college on Sunday to compensate for some other suddenly-declared holiday, hated internals, hated externals, really HATED lab externals. But then, all the bunking, bitching, sleeping in classes, eating in classes, fighting for internal marks, fighting with teachers for everything, pretending to listen, doing anything but listening in class, drawing instead of taking notes, getting thrown out of class, going out after college, alcohol, that lake near college, NICE road, Dance dance Revolution. The list continues, and I'm going to mention just about everything I can remember. M's desserts, karting, being in a band, movies at Forum, Wii at R's place, sleepovers at K's place, sports day at S' place, messing up P's and B's place, and V's and D's and just about every alphabet's place, shopping for gifts, BIRTHDAYS, SURPRISES, TREATS, B.U, Gokarna, Udaipur, GOA, pulling everyone's legs, getting my legs pulled (sorry A, if you actually read this), everything! I'll miss it all, not the getting my legs pulled so much, but really I'll miss it all. And come to think about it, I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world!

Ah, that 19 year old. Someday when I'm 99 and he's 96, it'll hardly make a difference, yeah? (pathetic, pathetic)

And the moody bit. I think we can all agree (by we, I mean those of you who actually know me), I've gotten better over the 4 years. And if you expected more, screw you. You aren't perfect either. Yeah, the rude bit won't ever change, so get used to it.

As for the cellphone, prank calls and prank-messages kind of make up for it. :)




Oh. Lookie here. Turns out, I was fine all along.

Quiero Mary Elena

The e's Penelope Cruz must have an accent but I don't know how to do that in blogger.

Yesterday, I watched Vicky Cristina Barcelona.

First, the review.

Watch it. Its not over-the-top wow or spectacular but its entertaining and decent. Besides, its got Penelope Cruz and Scarlett Johanssen. Its a nice movie, about two best friends, Vicky and Cristina, going to Barcelona for the summer and meeting and getting involved with this random artist, who has this extreme love-hate relationship with his ex-wife, Mary Elena. Vicky is sensible, and practical. Cristina is spontaneous and easily interested. And the story picks on from there. I give it a 3.5/5. Javier Bardem, playing Juan Antonio, the artist, is one helluva lucky guy! And he isn't even super looking! I didnt like him that much, mainly because he looks like Jeffrey Dean Morgan, who plays Denny in Grey's Anatomy. And all the afterlife shit they pulled off in that show really made me hate that character. But mouth-up, he looks like Robert Downey Jr. which is not that bad. And the background scores are really really nice. This lady is singing Spanish songs throughout the movie.


I want Mary Elena. My God. The character is portrayed by Penelope Cruz, and she is FANTASTIC. She's the crazy ex-wife and she's bloody brilliant. She comes 45 minutes into the movie and she's played her role to perfection. Wow! Her constant bickering in Spanish and her personality and everything is just so intriguing! The entire time she's on screen, you just go, I need to learn Spanish just for this woman! Thats what I was like, and I'm straight! And she looks amazing! And she is so mad. And blunt. And unpredictable. Man, I have a huuuuuge girl-crush on her! Lucky Javier Bardem, he gets to date her in real life!

I tell you again, you need to watch the movie just for her!

Entering the 'real world'

Yes.
Its done.
4 years.
Finished... In style!

Woohoo! :)



P.S If you studied in my college, you'll know why real world is in quotes.

Warning Sign - Part 2

I watched bits of 'The Last Kiss' today, and re-realized how much I love this song.

Warning sign.. I missed the good parts and I realized..
I started looking and the bubble burst, I started looking for excuses...
Come on now, I've gotta tell you what a state I'm in,
I've gotta tell you in my loudest tone, that I started looking for a warning sign.

And the truth is, I miss you..
And the truth is, I miss you.. so.

...And I'll crawl back into your opened arms.



Now that that's done,

I have two questions for you all,

1. Did you or did you not watch cartoons like Swat Kats and Centurions as a kid AND LOVE THEM!?
I met a friend today who though I was WEIRD for having been in love with Ace McCloud. And watched Swat Kats! Didn't we all love MegaKat City, and all the ass kicking T-Bone and Razor indulged in!!? And Crystal Kane and Lucy and Shadow!!? Or are you one of those who watched and cried with the Ugly Duckling on Timeless Tales, and with Heidi? (Eww!)

2. Did you or did you not watch Rakhi ka Swayamvar?
If you did: Oh my God!! What are people thinking! OK so Rakhi picks one in the end. Who on earth is going to EVER go for those other losers! And Rakhi Sawant acting all shy and demure. What a riot!
If you didn't: PLEASE WATCH IT. The drama, the trauma, the tears, the fears, the letters, oh you better!

Just so you don't forget.....ME!

Yes. Its official. I'm on a blogger's block. Its not as bad as this dude's though. But I can't think of anything. Its not like I'm super busy or anything. I'm just really really lazy and really really REALLY jobless! I love it!

*What're you doing?*

Quoting Ms. Hide n Seek, "NOTHING!!!!" *yes it does feel great to be able to say that!*

Other than that, I'm quite confused too. Confused about where to go from here. Do an M.S, work for a year, do design, there are just too many forks! And being jobless instigates the thought process with a bang. Thinking does no good either, every night I fall asleep, the same confused soul I woke up as. *help!*

On the movie front, I've been keeping myself busy. So quick reviews:

Bolt: Watch watch watch. Simply ADORABLE. Disney movie. 'Nuf said!

Terminator Salvation: OK. Timepass. Nice effects. Good ol' Arnie makes a special appearance and all!

August Rush: Nice. Predictable. Not super, but decent. Starring Jonathan Rhys Myers. I absolutely loved him in Bend it Like Beckham.

Fireflies in the Garden: Watch. Cryptic and all, but nice. Ryan Reynolds, Julia Roberts. Also, William Dafoe stars in it(Norman Osbourne from Spiderman). I don't know about you, but I can't somehow stand the guy!

Role Models: Paul Rudd, Sean William Scott. OK. Watch if you're really bored. But they have a land called Kiss-man-thia! And Paul Rudd as Gene Simmons looks really cute!

Hard Candy: Ellen Page. WATCH. IN BIG FAT CAPS. WOW! Ellen Page is just bloody brilliant. Man, new respect for her.

10 Things I hate About You: For the 10th time :) I miss Heath Ledger. Sigh. :'(

Haffun you guys!

A few truths about life by Silverstreak B.E

1. The B.E part looks really lame. It looks lamer alongside my actual name.

2. Blue is a beautiful colour. However, blue curacao is most deceiving. Do not order cocktails for their blue colour. They're almost always not very good!

3. This I learnt from a friend. To avoid shoe bites, rub dry soap on the inner soles of your shoes. It really works. :) Now I'm not scared to wear stilettos!

4. Back rubs are AWESOME. I'm so hiring a personal massuese when I'm older and rich. And also a cook. The latter will be necessary.

5. Sometimes, when you cannot eat before an exam, it DOES NOT mean you are anorexic. Someone needs to tell my mother this.

6. Surrender - Cheap Trick, I think will be my theme song in 10 years.

7. It kind of is now too, my parents are pretty darned cool.

8. Advaita are really really REALLY good!

9. You don't need cleavage to get drinks on the house!

10. Belly button piercings do not hurt much. As in, they're less painful than even injections. And I hate injections too. There's a little blood involved though, as in a teensy amount, and that fucks things for a bit. Otherwise its fine.

11. It DOES get better, and people DO forget about it.

12. Girls DO NOT like it when you go up to them when they're carrying a lot of stuff and you ask them, 'Can you carry all that?' We know you mean well but saying 'Do you want help with that?', is received well. Yep. We're weird, like that.

13. Cracking jokes is an amazing way to break the tension. I know, I do it all the time. My jokes are horrible sometimes, though.

14. Noone cares about what you do, so go ahead and have your fun!

15. Taking notes in class never helped. So don't bother.

16. Thinking is baaaaaaad for health. It is. Really.

Thank me later. :)

Notes to self. And stuff. Read on.

I'd really like to blog about something other than studying and exams and the project. Really. Its unfair how empty and hollow my life is.

*Note - Its not as hollow as James Blunt's though. Not sooo hollow bab-aayy, not soo hollow*

There's a good chance this is going to end up as a draft.

Fine, its time for a change. Funnily, every time I decided I need a change, I get a new hair do. Unfortunately, I got one just last month and its also 11 p.m. Gaah.

OK, firstly I'm changing my display name. I'm a little bored of Ping. It sounds too hyper (which I am, BTW, and should work on, because I'm starting work soon. Did I say work? Oh my God, I'm oooooold. And going to be working! Hey wait, we're still on changing display name here. Close parentheses.). Thinking, thinking..

I need to stop thinking and STOP WITH THE OVER-ANALYZING! *needing help here* What if he thought that? What if I did this? Usually I'm a don't-give-a-damn kinda person but sometimes, I drive myself crazy. I analyze situations over and over and OVER again for every possible test case. Did I just say test case? Yes, you did. Ignore that, that was the afternoon's exam talking. Anyway, we will work on that bit, yeah? OK. Oh also, on the bit where you have pretend conversations with yourself. OK. And with others. *sheepishly* OK.

*Random question - Did you ever watch The Adventures of Pete and Pete as a kid? My download is nearly complete! Hurray for awesome unsecured wireless connections*

I just decided you also get trivia with this post. Lucky you!

I wanted to go to Bombay in my holidays and get-my-freak-on shopping. But then I remembered, I start work and that involves me wearing only formals 4 days a week. Me so sad, Sandra Oh style.

Sometimes, very rarely, I stop thinking God exists. Then I think about the 25 lives a day He's given me and I start believing again. Its true about the 25 lives. I'm extremely reckless when I cross the road. He saves me every time. My Guardian angel must seriously be working overtime up there. *knocks on wood*

Trivia time - Drew Barrymore. Bisexual. Whoa!

I think we can put in a random picture in this post, yeah?

No I am not drunk.

This was taken in Goa. At Baga. Chocolate Breakfast at Britto's. I think, if you read ~R~'s blog, you might see a similar picture. Sorry about the plagiarism, but my comp crashed and I don't have too many pictures on it now. Except those related to image segmentation. *gags*

Sigh. I miss Goa.

I can't believe I will be getting pay-checks soon. *touchwood, need to get joining date, yet*
I mean, its awesome and all, but it spells responsibility. In CAPS. Woah! Big big word. My brother, whom I don't speak to, already expects an allowance. FROM ME. And expects to move into my room in two months. So either I get the smaller room with NO attached bathroom, and NO double bed, or I move out. Man. I'm getting ultimatums from family members. What the hell!?
I've also decided to get a tattoo with my first salary. Any ideas?

Oh, I'm also going to be nicer to people. And give second chances. You don't care? Well, I don't care about YOU. Go away, now. Hey, I was only joking there! I'm going to be nice, remember?

I still haven't figured out my new name. I have a few ideas though. Help me out.
- Action League Now!
- Calabria.
- Diplo Rhythm.
- Singular Sensation.
- Penelope Pittstop.

Or if you can think of any, that'd be great.

Personally, I like Diplo Rhythm. Its a funky song and awesome to dance too. But then, so's Calabria. And Desi Girl. But that will NOT be my new name.

Trivia time again (yayyy!) - 'Joincidence' is coincidence with a J!

Actually Singular Sensation is re-heeeeaally (extend a little more like Dr. Cox) lame. What was I thinking. Ruled out.

OK, I gotta go now. Get jiggy with studying for Mobile Communications etc. There, I used get-jiggy-with and study in the same sentence. Officially time to sign out. Sigh. The Highs and Lows of one weirded-out 20-something. Go figure.

After 4 years, 48 months, 8 semesters, 40 subjects, 14 labs, 138 internals (yes, I did the Math!), 2 project presentations and 1 seminar, you'd really think it won't be that hard studying for just 4 more measly subjects.




It isn't.




Its impossible.

(P)/Wondering...

- why is it that whenever I click next blog on my blog, a DIFFERENT blog turns up!

- why, just why, did Josh Hartnett agree to act in 30 Days of Night.

- why the Facebook layout changes, just when you get used to the current one.

- why people keep using the word perspective, when clearly when its the most annoying word ever, when it comes back to them.

- how Akon got so famous, when, clearly, he sucks!

- how Jodhaa Akbar won so many awards this year. I mean, COME ON, the movie wasn't ALL THAT.

- how 4 years of engineering flew past this quick!

- why God has been this mean to us, on the project front, when we're one of the very few who've actually attempted to do it on our own. (big mistake there, btw, and I hope you've got something better in store for us, Big Guy)

- why we don't hang out that often anymore, blog. Or with everyone else.

- how some people can like milk. I hate it. Unless mixed with Drinking Chocolate. :)

- how people can like the colour pink. Period.

- why time flies so quickly when you're having fun!

- when Wolverine is going to release here!!

- where I can get this song 'Mere Yaar', its brilliant!

- if I will ever see "the Warning Sign" again. *ambiguous*

- when the PLAN is all just going to come to me!

CH3OH - Methyl whatever!

When you're really really REALLY in doubt, I think good amount of alcohol will REALLY do you some good, REALLY.

THE marathon

31st May.

17,000 people.

5.7 kilometers.

I run for Bangalore.

I hope you will too.

Hey, Big Guy up there!

*maybe, just MAYBE God reads this blog*

Dear God,

I need you to do some things for me. Clean up my absolutely cluttered mind filled with so many decisions, and show me what to do. I'm indecisive because you chose me to be so, and now I need help. So, help me. Help me choose my plan A, plan B and plan C correctly because I can't. And I'm running out of time, here. Not cool (pardon the lingo). :( That's not to much to ask, is it?

While you're at that, I also need some granting of wishes, answering of prayers etc. The things I'm sure I want, those things I want. They say you listen to kids, and that, I am not. But doesn't still looking like one count? Its not like I'm asking for world peace, y'know. They're all small things, little minute things that don't even matter to people who aren't me. So yeah, the world wont end if you make them happen. Things are not looking up, and You need to make them do so. And I don't ask you for stuff everyday. Just once in a while. You gotta agree, I'm pretty reasonable like that. And I even say Thank You at the end of it!

So God, here's ending this on a happy note, hope you will make me super happy soon.

Thank You God for everything!
Amen

Just, because I felt like!

*guitar solo to Freebird*

I seem to be blogging a lot in my sleep now-a-days!

Hi, its been long.

Things I don't want to be talking about today :
- project (lets call it the horrible P(ee), if you absolutely have to (wow! double parentheses)),
- facebook (no reason),
- .pic format,
- C++ and
- dyslexia. ( I just added that for no reason at all! ;) ).
- Oh, and most importantly, SEGMENTATION, because that has NOTHING to do with the horrible P(ee)! Period.
- Oh, also Star Sitara. Someday you will get what you deserve, bitch at the reception!
- And Poornima, the bitch in the IS dept. I mean, really, who says, 'give' instead of Excuse me!!!!

Notes you should be taking down :

- What goes around comes around! (And you CAN (italicized and capitalized!) get stitched in those unspeakable parts!!) I'd like nothing more than to talk about this, but it could get offensive, and even though its MY blog, I'm not going to. All I can spill is I've never felt happier for something that has nothing to do with me!

- What goes around comes around! Sadly, worked the opposite for me too. Be careful about what you say, especially when the presentation for the aforementioned P(ee) is around. I did some extensive amounts of bitching one day, and the next day, Linus crashed, Windows also crashed, 160 GB of free space! What can I say, God does punish too! :(

What have I been doing? So sweet of you to ask. Well I haven't been redesigning my blog (great job BTW, Perplexed), or analyzing relationships (tell me when you do get the answer, ~R~) or having the naked dream ( at least you aren't in high school anymore, Shenanigans)! I haven't been doing much on the fun front lately, but in spite of the P(ee), I just HAD to drop in and say hi!





Hi!! :)

S.O.S

So, I woke up in the middle of the night; i.e now, and messaged some changes about the project code to my friend. Can you believe Linus crashed!!? No, seriously!

Anyway, so after I did. I tried catching some sleep, (I'm writing all this in past tense so its easier for me, even though all this happened as I'm typing.) but couldn't. And being the boy crazy soul that I am, I thought I'd "day"-dream myself to sleep. This is how that went:

if((i==nice hair) || (i==nice abs))...

OH MY GOD!!!

NEEDING..LIFE...IMMEDIATELY!

This is so not me! I mean, I love being a wannabe nerd and all, but I can't dream like this! This is just so uncool.

:( :( :(

Remember how in Archie comics, Archie and the boys always fall for the hot new female teacher, who always seems to be their art teacher somehow! Growing up in a girls school, I never had a "teacher crush". Nor in college.


*enter 8th semester project guide*

My project guide is just awesome! And my friends and me have this major older dude thing for him! He's well over forty, and he's the smartest dude you would've ever met! He's a scientist (how cool is that!!?) and just wow, and he scares the shit out of me!!! You should see him walk, if he were in a marathon, he would win it, hands down! After lunch, when my friends and me grudgingly crawl back to our project campus, he just walks past us like he's Michael Johnson or something. And this is throughout the day! And he has an answer for EVERYTHING. You try to say something, and all he has to say is, OK, let me put it this way, and you'll just completely forget the point you were trying to make. Me, I'm left speechless when he asks me anything, and that results in the excess garbage that emanates from my mouth! Even scarier is his laugh. Its actually like a mad scientist, or as Phoebe puts it, the plan laugh. Its resounding and you can hear it all the way across the corridor. But he's awesome! I give him the Supreme Awesomeness Certificate! :)

And what doesn't help is that our project progress is like, really slow, and we end up looking like stupid retards to him, who are probably the laziest fools on the planet. And that's not cool. :(

And then there were three!

Conversation with CJ last night:

Happy birthday to you! (me)
Happy birthday to you! (me)
Happy birthday to TC! (meeeeee)
Happy birthday to you! (meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee)



If you're confused that was him going, 'meeeeee' in the background. OnE happy 22 year old.


Happy birthday, Mr. ManU! :)



PS - CJ, TC and Mr. ManU are the same person.

Warning sign

I searched throughout ~R~'s blog to find her post on "fight or flee" but I couldn't find it. Here's the link to her blog, and if you look around and happen to find it, do read it. Its awesome.

This post is vaguely related to that.

Its also related to how big a douche I am.

I apologise for any ambiguity in this post. I'm sorry I will not be able to answer more questions than what I will be saying about the douche part. I don't get personal on this blog, and that, is. Then why the post? Well, I needed this outlet, and this will serve as a permanent reminder to me, or atleast till this blog is around, of how big a douche I can sometimes be. Also, to you readers, that awesome people can also make mistakes.

Remember when you went shopping? And you saw these perfect shoes on sale, but you were too lazy to go buy them and decided to pick them up the next day? Only the next day came, and they were completely sold out?

Didn't happen to you? Remember how you told yourself next time I will say something. I will tell her exactly what I think. Only the next time never came, or worse still, the next time came and you still kept mum.

That didn't happen either? OK, fine remember the time you told everyone, this is it. I'm going to do it. And then chickened out and missed your chance forever?

OH COME ON! If none of these happened to you, you're either lying, or you're... no wait, you're definitely lying! Anyway, aforementioned examples are a little extreme/non-trivial but they describe exactly what I'm feeling right now; i.e like a douche/doof/idiot/big fat loser chicken!

I fight, I do. But for all the wrong things. Things that are absolutely insignificant. No tomatoes (OK, no wait, I can't believe I said that, no tomatoes means NO TOMATOES. Period.). Internal marks (see after 4 years of engineering, they do seem pretty insignificant). Permission issues - car perm, dinner perm, stayover perm, all sorts of perm.

I don't, however, fight for the important things! I very literally flee. No, I actually run away, and pretty quickly at that. And I did that today. *ambiguity begins* After the freaking out and deciding, yes this it, I'm going to do it. When after, a really really REALLY long time, I felt the crazy rush to do something of the sort. After the crazy coincidences. After the looking. After Porcupine Tree. After Pink Floyd. After COLDPLAY. After the saying. After the winning. After the million 'OH MY GOD's'! After the leaving, after the waiting...
*end*

Today, I didn't fight. I fled. And I so totally want to hit myself for doing so. I won't but I still want to. Sigh.

Anyway, resolution after today. FIGHT, search, and believe that you are going to get a second chance. I know I will. Get the second chance, that is. And then, I strike. And you will see me, rather I, will see me. The fighter. The getter. The winner!