Cycling Trivialities

2011-10-29T11:36:00.001-07:00

Dear Silverstreak,

Please please learn to not put your foot in your mouth. PLEASE.

Sincerely, me.

Help, God.

2011-09-16T12:18:00.001-07:00

She stands a mere five feet one inch (although she will argue that it's one and a half inch). And it's five feet one inch of all that is awesome. No, I'm not talking about me, I'm not that narcissistic. (alright, fine, I am)
She's the personification of no-nonsense. She's the most arrogant person you will EVER come across. If you have an argument about something, it's going to have to be you to make amends. She will make sure you see things her way. She is never afraid to say no to anything, or anyone, one thing a failed to pick up from her. She is loud, she's proud, she's perfect. She's.. my mother!

She is the most adorable thing you will ever meet. She will love you unconditionally. She will trust you without question, up until the moment you break that trust. She will give you all the freedom in the world to go for what you want. She will never question your decisions, always giving you a chance to do whatever you want, yet she will never hesitate to call you out when she thinks you're doing something wrong. She would totally die for people she loves. She will jump with joy when she manages to access her email all by herself! She is THE only person who can calm me down when I'm hyperventilating. She is the one person who knows me in and out, knows when something is bothering me even when I don't know it myself. She makes the most amazing karela in the world! She's super sensitive, though she'd rather die than admit it (I guess thats where I get it from). She's the one person I can confide in with just about anything! She's simple, yet graceful. She's plain, but beautiful, and she's the strongest woman I know. She's the reason I'm me.

This one's for you mum. I know I don't say it enough, but I love you. I wish someday I atleast amount to half the woman she is.

2011-09-05T22:51:00.001-07:00

Dear God,

I really, really, REALLY need you on my side tomorrow.

Amen.

Note to self...again!

2011-09-05T12:11:00.000-07:00

Dear silverstreak,

Seriously, let's not get ahead of ourselves, now.

Sincerely,
Silverstreak.

Home life

2011-08-17T20:24:00.001-07:00

In the last month, I've left home thrice. The first time, it was awesome, I left home to go HOME, Bangalore. Then it started getting sad. Leaving Bangalore, and now leaving LA. I'm a little sick of it and very very miffed. Please send me back to LA. And eventually Bangalore!!

Baby, I'm yours

2011-08-07T17:20:00.003-07:00

Soulmate contender #3

Alex Turner.

Let's see how this goes, shall we?

Maximum city

2011-08-05T05:59:00.001-07:00

August 2010.

I left Bangalore and in my head, completed the Bangalore chapter. My parents were moving to Delhi, and I had little hope of returning to the city in the near future. I left. And tried hard to de-Bangalore myself. For a year, I stayed away. Fewer phone calls, stayed in my newly proclaimed home for Christmas etc. And somewhere I thought, I could do this, this is working.

Then two weeks back, I decided an impromptu, extremely spur-of-the-moment trip back home.

I had a plan. A plan to work in LA for, say, five or six years, gain some experience and head home when I felt I was ready. But after the previous year, I wasn't really sure what home was (there was NO way in hell I could call Delhi home). So I extended the tenure of the aforementioned plan.

Then, I stepped out of the flight into the Bangalore International Airport. And it hit me. F#$@ the plan. The end plan is to stay happy. And happiness and Bangalore go side by side. My city is filthy. The traffic is unbearable. The METRO will never be complete. There are wayyy too many people. The pollution will probably kill you. If that doesn't, then petrol prices and auto fares will definitely give you blood pressure.

But. It's. Home. It's familiar. And it's beautiful. And you will never be truly happy if you're away from the city.

So as of now, my plan needs serious change. I'm back in LA, jet lagged and vey miffed. But there's definite clarity. I'll be back. Very soon. You can't keep me away. You could try but you'd just fail. Epicly fail.

Home life

2011-07-28T06:02:00.006-07:00

Whoever said 'home is where the heart is,' has clearly never been to Bangalore.

Unless ofcourse their heart's in Bangalore.

My rollercoaster

2011-07-25T08:28:00.002-07:00

So, I've decided the best thing about life is the uncertainty of it all. Don't get me wrong, it is pretty awesome, when the Big Guy decides to let you in on some part of his plan for you, but even more awesome, when he decides life should sweep you off your feet, in the most amazing ways. I like how He let's you think you've got it all figured out and then boom! decides that you need that detour and then those two other detours and then that freeway exit which puts you on the track He's laid out for you all along. And then, just when you're beginning to think, 'wow this is it!' or even 'oh crap, is this it?, He steps in again, and it's roller coaster time all over again!

Avada Kedavra!

2011-07-17T02:27:00.000-07:00

I'm a pretty big Potter fan, I'm not saying huge but I love the series. I was really excited when they announced that they would be making movie adaptations of the series, but the first movie was quite a letdown. Change in facts, change in story, skipping several extremely important scenes. Well, the movie wasn't at all bad, but when you've read the book many many times, and sort of know it by heart, watching a movie with some scenes cut off almost seems unforgivable.

Even then, I faithfully watched movie after movie, through books two to seven-part A, each time more disappointed than before. And after reading book 7, I was certain there was no way a movie could screw up an ending already completely screwed up by Mme. Rowling. I mean, COME ON, going to the light, coming back to life (yes, I did just say that!), AND the whole 19 years later bit, I could've written a better ending! Regardless, part one came out, and I watched it, and needless to say, it was very average (story-wise), though I loved the 2D animation done for the Beedle the Bard bit.

So when the trailers for the end came out, I watched it very half heartedly, and very surprisingly found them very interesting. It looked pretty brilliantly actually. And this has been the first HP movie I've been excited for ever since the first one. So today, I went and watched the movie. And. I. Loved. It!

From Neville (who's gotten hot btw!) to Hermione and Aberforth to Lupin, it was all done brilliantly. The story, was ofcourse changed a little, but the effects and all the stuff going on completely covered it up. (I was a little peeved at the change in the Ron-Hermione kiss situation, however! I mean, you have to bring in house-elves there, it's the rule!) Sure, the movie could've had a lot more of Mr. Hottie, Tom Felton (one of the main reasons I watched the movie!), JK could've easily written him into a lot of more scenes, but really, the movie was actually pretty good. And, I actually cried a little, I mean it is the END of the Harry Potter. No more Ron, no more Draco, NO MORE FRED! It all left me a little funny and sad.

I think I'm beginning to digress. Please do watch the movie, it's pretty amazing. It is a bit long but you'll get your money's worth. Oh, and please don't butter your popcorn up too much though, you WILL feel sick later on.

Ironic?

2011-07-15T12:15:00.001-07:00

For the last few weeks, I've been brainstorming to figure out how to go around asking my extremely cute, extremely shirtless neighbour for 'sugar'. Yes, being unemployed does that to you, look at completely irrelevant ways to spend your time, and apparently being a cliched mastermind is one of them.

Anyhoo, guess what, I actually did run out of sugar this morning, when he's probably at work or something.

Left on a jetplane.

2011-07-15T02:08:00.002-07:00

For those of you that care, I got home safe. Or at-least a pathetic excuse of safe. Thanks, A.

Leaving on a jetplane... Not!

2011-07-14T23:52:00.001-07:00

Today shall henceforth be the yardstick against which all slightly crazy days will be measured. I am currently stranded, well, actually I think that's too strong a term, I'm currently stuck in the San Francisco airport. It's 11.50 pm. And my flight just came in from Vegas. Its been delayed for the last two hours now. I have had no breakfast, no lunch, no dinner, just a cosmo and some mozzarella sticks. To top that, my flight was delayed when I flew out of LA this morning. By three hours, hence the no lunch. And then I had a three hour interview. On an apple. I'm surprised I didn't start hallucinating about food during the interview. Stay tuned to find out if I reached LA on part two of this post.

Note to self.

2011-07-13T17:36:00.002-07:00

Dear Silverstreak,

Let's not get ahead of ourselves now.

Best,
Silverstreak

Story of my life

2011-07-10T23:16:00.005-07:00

Dear employers,

If none of you will hire me because I don't have experience, how am I supposed to get said experience?

Sincerely, unemployed.

Courtesy, dear blank please blank.

Let's call this, what was I thinking?

2011-07-10T22:12:00.003-07:00

Wow today has not been a good day. For starters, I had too much coffee (yes, there is such a thing), and have been obsessing over things that don't really matter but actually do but actually don't but actually do, you get my drift.
So I decided to take a break from the aforementioned obsessing, and look at my (sort of) journal. I say sort of because I'm too lazy to actually write a journal, and it's not actually a journal, just a book I decide to update with my whereabouts, what-I-do-abouts, what-I'm-upto-abouts, who/what-I-like-abouts, once or twice a year. Just to keep myself updated with what I was upto, say 10 years back (which is surprising because I actually started writing this when I was 15, NEARLY 9 years!).
Wow I'm pretty embarrassed with my younger, uncool self right about now.

SO, if you decide to read on, you'll know perfection and supreme awesomeness weren't actually inherent, but acquired, and eventually replaced complete and utter lameness.

In the 10th grade:
- I've actually listed my favourite 'musicians' as, among others, JLo (yes, the horror!), Nick Carter and Pavarotti (here I'm pretty sure he was part of a 'We are the World' song I'd heard, because I have never been an opera person!).
- My favourite authors included Francine Pascal. Go Sweet Valley High!
- I hated a Ms. Rodriguez, Ms. Caroline, Ms. Ivy, very very VERY mean high school teachers.
- And listed among my favourite movies, is actually a screenplay, my friends, K, A & me wrote (a murder mystery, if you should know), which we called ASK, from our first names. Innovative, right?

I skip to the year my dad gave me his cell phone.
- ASK is STILL in my list of favourite movies. Yeeesh!
- My taste in music has bettered considerably, with the inclusion of RHCP, Nirvana and Linkin Park, and John Mayer made an entrance.
- The list of teachers I hated has gotten wayyy longer.
- I think this was the year I'd fought with my 'rakhi brother', because I've mentioned something vague about it.

We move onto the year I made THE lamest email address in the world (which I will refrain from metioning, for my own self respect).
- New cell phone number. Third or fourth cell phone.
- I think this was the year I joined college, because I remember having spotted a cute senior and since I didn't know his name, there's a line in this particular entry which says I don't know my crush's name. (proceeds to jump off cliff!)
- My music taste has gotten infinitely better. Yeah this is definitely first year of college, because under music I like, are all the songs that my band covered. I was in a band and stuff, ain't I the shit!? Lol.

Wow, I'm pretty embarrassed with myself right now. I would love to go on and read (and blog about) some more but I think I'm going to now retire to the rock I will be spending the next five years under.

And this! I'm sorry, the 10th grader in me just couldn't resist!

Things you didn't know, don't care about but have to read about anyway because you love me and this blog and can't help but come back for more!

2011-07-07T23:57:00.002-07:00

- I love that blogger has no limit on the number of characters in the post title.
- I HATE walking behind a person. No I don't mean this metaphorically. That too, but while walking with someone I hate walking behind them.
- I hate doing laundry with a vengeance.
- I love the smell of new cars and new leather shoes.
- I used to be an optimist. Now I'm a don't-give-a-fuck-ist. I should write a dictionary.
- You don't want me around before a wedding because instead of asking you to chill and say everything's going to be alright, I'll be the one saying, if you want out, go for it, I'll cover up for you. PS - I love weddings, and cry everytime I see a wedding episode of any show on TV.
- I am a horrible listener. You might think I'm listening and caring, but in reality, what I'm doing is not-giving-a-fuck.
- Inspite of the above, I'm actually pretty nice if I like you, and worth sticking around for.
- I love the fact that my neighbor always decides to not wear a shirt.
- I love Milo Ventimiglia. We're actually soulmates. He just doesn't know it yet.
- I hate the word soulmate. barf.
- I miss my room I miss my room I miss my room!
- Multiple the word horrible by 1000. That's how bad my luck is when it comes to gambling.
- coke. drool. slurp.
- I sleep really early and it is wayyyy past my bedtime. That's it, folks, nighty night!

2011-07-07T17:59:00.002-07:00

Life is a bitch,
it's a big fat bitch
it's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world.

Beat that, Kyle's mom.

2011-07-07T14:00:00.000-07:00

I'm 24 and 4 months. So's my cousin, well, actually she's 24 and three. Which makes her a month younger. And guess what she did on the morning of 7th July? She went and got married. Yes, I kid you not. She. Got. Married. Did I mention she's just 24?

Yeah, some of you must be going, 24? That's not just 24, that's old enough. You guys need to come out and smell the generation gap.

But seriously, 24. I just finished school. I haven't even gotten started with the life bit yet. I'm single, unemployed and freaked out about where the hell I'm headed. But the one thing I am sure about is that there's no way I'm ready to get married. Any time soon.

I have a question for you guys. When do you know?

You may disregard this post.

2011-07-03T09:59:00.000-07:00

IT'S JULY ALREADY!?

Where did the last six months go?
But, only six more months to Christmas! :D

Holy hell! I have no idea where my Christmas is going to be!

2011-07-03T01:15:00.000-07:00

If men could fly, and Rosie Huntington-Whiteley's very white sweater NEVER got dirty and you've looked at your watch for the hundredth time in an hour, you know you're watching the new Transformers flick.

*spoiler alert*
The (extremely convoluted) plot (in bulets!):

- transformer ship with trapped wounded Autobot, found on moon, when Neil, yes-the Armstrong! and his buds landed, which was kept hushed.
- unemployed Sam Witwicky, living with way-out-of-his-league, not to mention extremely annoying girlfriend, Carly.
- Optimus figures out the moon secret, gets old wounded Autobot, Sentinel, back to the earth, and heals him with the matrix.
- The Sentinel dude is secretly bad and goes beserk trying to get rid of Autobots so he and Megatron can rebuild Cybertron.
- attempts to transport cybertron to earth so human slaves can rebuild it.
- Decepticons vs. Autobots. Autobots win.

Now, did that really need two and a half hours to portray?

Delhi Belly review coming up soon!

Chitty chitty bang bang!

2011-06-29T17:15:00.000-07:00

I cut my bangs once. And then I made a mental note never to get bangs again. I guess somewhere along I forgot that mental note.

Guess who isn't stepping out of her house for the next six months?

2011-06-28T16:24:00.002-07:00

The email came. It wasn't life changing. Not even close.

Oh, look what you've done, you've made a fool of everyone.. This one goes out to you, Big Guy.
You really made a fool of everyone.

you (haven't) got mail!

2011-06-28T08:24:00.001-07:00

For the last five weeks, I've been waiting for this one email that will change my life. And during all this waiting, I'm noticing a trend in all my emails going unreplied. Not cool, people, not cool.

2011-06-26T22:32:00.000-07:00

I spoke to my mum today. She tells me she's back in Bangalore. And it's been raining. And that my old balcony was dirty.

I suddenly miss home again.

(stupid stupid sappy heart!)

2011-06-23T09:53:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

I pray for that one miracle. Just that one. Please make it happen. I'll be indebted to you forever!

Amen

2011-06-21T16:08:00.001-07:00

I have very contradicting conversations with myself nowadays. In some ways it's like I'm doing everything I possibly can, and sometimes I feel, it's all severely lacking. One thing I know is that I'm not your typical try-try-and-you-will-succeed kind of a person. I've always been the get-what-you-want-because-you-deserve-it person. I honestly don't know how much longer I can keep this going.

behind blue eyes.

2011-06-18T02:27:00.003-07:00

You know what I like most about LA? The colors. The blues and the greens are so intense, it's trippy almost. On a clear day, the color sky blue is redefined. And during sunsets, you can just see so many blues in the sky, it's overwhelming! And even the greens... are just. so. green! I feel like sharing, so here you go.

outside my building.

outside USC.

near Malibu (this one's my favourite.)

outside the library. my current favourite study spot.

These aren't from Los Angeles, but I'm really proud of these pictures.

Washington DC.

Lady Justice, New York.

Washington momument, DC.

You guys MUST come visit!

2011-06-17T13:41:00.000-07:00

I'm taking the day off. To do nothing but lie in bed, watch movies, eat some Maggi. A day of nothingness. Let's see how that works out. See y'all on the other side!

The real post

2011-06-06T11:08:00.001-07:00

I hope this doesn't turn out to be as whiny as it seems in my head.

The leave of absence was longer than expected. I've been busy, not-so-busy and a lot in between.
Fine, since you asked nicely, the updates:
- graduated. Double degree'd. And thank you!
- completed an amazing internship at DreamWorks. Yes, I DO KNOW! And with the most amazing set of bosses ever.
- tattoo'd! YES.
- one amazing week in New York, complete with the Met, a Broadway musical and family. New York is currently on my would-not-mind-working-inspite-of-the-snow city! WOW, what a city!
- and.. currently unemployed.

OK, I just changed my mind, there shall be no whining in this post.

The last four months of my life have literally been perfect. And I wouldn't change anything! Look where I've come, from always wanting a flight ticket back home to not changing anything. Aren't you proud of me!? I'll never forget the feeling I had at the end of my first day at work. I was waiting for my roommate to pick me up. I sat on a bench nursing my foot, those blasted formal shoes. I sat there and it dawned on me. I had, at that moment, exactly what I wanted. And I was happy. And I felt that way, each and every single day I was there. (Well, the days I decided not to overthink, that is) Faith reaffirmed etc.

Which makes now, kind of unbearable. The in-between-ness. (Wow, I just double hyphenated) The invading thoughts that push me to just try getting any job, rather than THE job. The feelings of just 'bleaargh', you know.

But a wise person once told me, you don't want it bad enough if you give up. So here's to sucking it up, and just keeping an erase button at the end of each day. And. just. believing!

2011-06-06T00:30:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

This part, I call, asking for help.

HELP!

(A better post shall come soon!)

Amen.

(PS - How've you guys been?)

2011-03-21T14:02:00.000-07:00

I got his broad feet. Which I continually complain about. And from him I got my (lack-of) vision.

But, from him, I got my strength. To go for whatever I want.
My confidence. Knowing that nothing is above me and I can get anything I want.
His crossword skills. A cause for many early morning trifles.
His never-say-die attitude. The reason I'm me.
His workaholism. I can definitely feel it in its early stages.
His temper. Oh yeah, definitely his temper.
His impatience.

And it's only because of him I AM where I am.
Him believing in me.
Him letting me believe my two cents matter.
His amazing personality(definitely not there yet). I wish someday I atleast amount to half of what he is.
Him making sure nothing ever happened to me or A, and that we had the best of everything.
Him being there whenever I was in any sort of trouble and getting me out of it. Even though he'd be the first to kick my ass about it afterwards.
Him never letting us take anything for granted, or believing we were above anyone.
His humility.
Him pushing me to go for bigger and better things in his own little ways. Like not signing my report card when I didn't do well. Thanks to that, I didn't bring home too many bad report cards.
Him bearing with my impatience, stupidity, irresponsibility, stubbornness and adamancy.
Him being the wonderful kick-ass father he's always been.

Here's to you, dad. We've had and will always have our if's and but's. And I'm sure we'll continue to have those situations at home with ma and A which really make me question why we didn't join a circus. But you kept us sane, we're all still normal(in the very broad sense of the term). And we're happy. We're definitely happy. So thanks, dad. I love you.

2011-03-05T22:40:00.000-08:00

So I didn't write an annual birthday post!

So for those of you who were wondering what that wave of awesomeness was that hit you on the 3rd day of March, I suggest you get out of that rock you've been living under. Because you don't wonder. You know. And you give credit to the person who is the source of all awesomeness in your life.

ME.

Yes, you are all very welcome!

2011-01-13T21:35:00.000-08:00

After my self obsessed stint on this blog, I've decided to go back to being the good samaritan y'all love.

The movies:

Easy A - Please do watch. Story of a good girl pretending to have gone bad and how her life goes down down downhill from there. Emma Stone is a brilliant actress and I went back to looking at Penn Badgley as his previous pre-Gossip-Girl-days self.

Black Swan - I'm still a little confused as to how I feel about this movie. What is a certainty is that Natalie Portman REALLY needed to get some. According to me, (and I hope I don't get killed by the fans), Mila Kunis was sort of wasted and the movie was very so-so. The last fifteen minutes was very spectacularly filmed, though.

Tangled - Watch watch watch! Modern day Rapunzel story with the cutest male lead (coming second only to Aladdin. I don't know how Disney always manages to come up with the most gorgeous Prince Charmings! *sigh*) and very beautifully animated.

The Notebook - FINALLY watched it and LOVED it. Ryan Gosling is my new favourite actor. (Him being absolutely gorgeous also adds to that!) A little long but altogether a nice story and decent performances.

Lars and the Real Girl - Very cryptic movie. I watched it mainly to satisfy my new-found Ryan Gosling obsession. Its a movie about a mentally ill man who falls in love with an 'anatomically correct' doll. (Don't ask me, the term actually exists!). I liked it, but I don't think it's everybody's cup of tea.

Little Fockers - Oh watch. Definitely do watch. It's a little dragged and cliched and you really want to smack Jessica Alba on her face at the end of it, but it's actually funny (which I really didn't think it'd be).

Blue Valentine - I. Honestly. Don't. Know.

The music (discovered, REdiscovered):

If you were here - Carey Brothers.

Naked as we came - Iron and Wine.

Don't you forget about me - Simple minds (Forgive me, I went on an 80s music spree)

Graduation Song - Chris Issak.

As you can see, I've been spending my time rather constructively over the last few weeks. Actually, I did manage to make a trip to Vegas and Boston over my break. And boy, were they totally worth it. Vegas was a completely impulsive completely worth trip. And Boston, left. me. speechless. It's ABSOLUTELY gorgeous and snow is my new favouritest thing in the world!

I leave you guys with this. See y'all later!

2011-01-11T08:31:00.000-08:00

The ones that made it:

- focus.
- be nice to people.
- prioritize.
- take everything as it comes. No extra thinking, only kicking ass and more ass kicking at that.

It's time for a new semester. Watch me walk out with my nunchucks!

2011-01-02T19:18:00.001-08:00

And ofcourse there has to be a new year post, this blog is very predictable like that.

The year 2010, like the one before that, and the one before that was a roller-coaster. But it's over. And that's what matters. There's no looking at the past or any contemplation or anything of that sort. Whatever happened, happened and whatever didn't, didn't. And that's that. There's the future and looking forward to it and kicking ass at whatever comes by. January is about the new year, new beginnings, new everythings. The yet-to-come predictabilities, the yet-to-come uncertainties, the yet-to-come spontaneities, the yet-to-be broken resolutions, the ones that'll stick, the yet-to-come year. The time to forget the bad or so-so year, and believe that the new year is going to be fantastic, or the time to decide how the new year is going to kick last year's ass. I had a fantastic 2010. Sure, it had it's short-comings, but if life were perfect and rosy all the time, where does betterment come in, yes? Sure, I wish a lot more things went the way I would've ideally liked them to, but hey, what's 2011 for? EXACTLY for that. For betterment, for them new beginnings, new decisions, for yourself, for others, for the extraordinary, for excellence, for awesomeness.

Happy New Year, you guys! Let not the rubbishness of last year get in the way of this one, or the awesomeness of last year outshine this one. Make a resolution that this year will be your best one yet, and make that happen. 2011's going to be a year to remember.

Who are you?

2010-12-25T19:08:00.001-08:00

I'm Mr. Brightside.

You can skip this if you want..

2010-12-23T22:13:00.000-08:00

I'm doing re-runs of Grey's Anatomy these days. Why, you ask. Because, very simply put, I have nothing else to do. And it leaves me very funny. Admittedly, I cry during a lot of GA episodes(only if I'm watching it alone!). Today I watched the episode where Burke comes to know Cristina's preggers. I love Cristina. She is currently the only reason I watch the show. Only I hate what they're doing with her character. I've always related with Cristina's character. Slightly weird, emotionally stunted, her couldn't-give-a-fuck attitude. And now her story of completely giving up is just slightly unnerving. YES I KNOW SHE'S ONLY JUST A TV CHARACTER. I ALSO DON'T KNOW THE PURPOSE OF THIS POST. But I felt like writing this anyway.

The most wonderful time of the year!

2010-12-18T01:58:00.001-08:00

The tree's up.

Christmas is officially here! :)

Well, almost.

Happy 7 days TO Christmas, y'all!

2010-12-17T20:59:00.000-08:00

So I've realized that the TV character whose personality I resemble the most is JD, from Scrubs. I have this amazing talent of screwing things up for myself. And then screwing it up even more when I try to fix things. Which is why I don't fix things sometimes, in the process, screwing it up massively. And let's not even go to the self-sabotage part of it all. I'm my best friend and, unfortunately, my worst enemy, as well. JD's daydreams are like the psycho-analysis sessions I sometimes have in my head. And then there's the talking to oneself. I don't care if you think that's weird, but the best conversations are the ones you have with yourself. I mean, you ALWAYS hear what you want to hear!

*sigh*

Either I need help or a TV character personality change.

2010-12-13T23:42:00.002-08:00

Dear Santa,

Me wants to modify previous wishlist. So, if you permit, here we are, new and improvised:

- The A's.
- two similar named, totally unrelated things, both of which will make me incredibly happy!
- the job.

In return, I'll be the completely adorable darling I've always been!

Thanks in advance!

*edited to add

- this

War is over

2010-12-10T14:15:00.001-08:00

It is wait-for-it, December again! And to prove my predictability, here's my annual December-is-the-second-best-month-of-the-year post. The hap-happiest time of the year (after of-course March 3rd, which is the most awesome-st (notice wrong use of grammar) time of the year!). A couple of things, in my list that make December awesome:

- this and this.
- end of sem.
- thanksgiving shopping delivered! LOTS of winter clothes.
- christmas shopping starts!
- holidays!
- exclamation marks!
- CHRISTMAS.
- This guy, and Christmas gifts!
- My parents do 25 years of marriage this year in December (God knows how people manage that!)
- My big fat paychecks this month, considering I get to work 40 hours this month! God, I love Shoah!
- The fact that I'm going to be in LA for Christmas, and not back home in Bangalore, leaves me a little miffed, but there's gotta be a first for everything, right. Plus we might get a treeeee! And I don't want to go to Delhi, which is where my parents now live.
- the next post! I tell you, last December, I saw John Mayer live and this December was like a whole new list altogether. George Lucas, Hans Zimmer, Craig Ferguson. And Jeffrey Katzenberg! God, I really do love Shoah.

I'm still too out-of-breath about last evening so I'm going to leave y'all with this. Happy December, you guys! :) And to all, good night!

2010-12-10T12:29:00.001-08:00

So what do you say to the most powerful man in Hollywood when you want to take a picture with him?

This is what I do:

- Volunteer for the event.
- Get a few drinks. VERY IMPORTANT STEP.
- Make sure the security is far far far away from him.
- Finish those drinks.
- Hide your name tag so people don't recognise you.
- Be small enough so people don't see you.
- Go up to him and say, 'Mr. Speilberg, could I get a picture? I work at _blank_ and I'm a HUGE fan!'
- Wait for him to say, 'Oh that's great. Sure', then smile for the camera.
- Pass out. (well, almost!).

Best. Day. Ever.

On a related note, here's the best way to get a picture with a celebrity. Ask me now, I'm an expert.

- Again, volunteer for the event.
- Wait for dinner to be served.
- Wait for celebrity to leave ballroom to use the restroom.
- Run out of ballroom.
- catch celebrity on his way back, and say, 'Could I get a picture, I'm a HUGE fan!'
- wait for him to say, 'sure', take a picture and also, 'NICE TO MEET YOU'!
- then, again, pass out.

For those of you who don't recognise him, that's Ty Burrell, who plays Phil Dunphy on Modern Family. Next to him is yours truly.

This is chapter 2 in my book of optimism.
You may now begin with the profanities.

Affirmation (reprise?)

2010-11-29T17:04:00.000-08:00

If you ask me, I'd say I'm a pretty decisive person. There are times when I turn to others for advice, but at the end of it all, when I look back, I'd pretty much made my decision on day one. Even if along the decision making process, my choice changes, it always manages to change back to what I first decided. I might seem horrible indecisive owing to this, but I guess I'm pretty determined like that.

I normally don't care. I love gossip and all, and I love to know everything, but if it's about something I couldn't care about, it usually doesn't stick. But if I did happen to give a damn, I'd give much more than an arm and a leg to make things right. And that's a fact.

As corny as it may sound, I believe in happy endings. With respect to anything. Love, life, hope. Especially love. And especially life. I pretty much live in a bubble, and God help you if you try to get me to step out of it.

Money can't buy me love but it can but me a whole load of other things!

When I say sorry or thanks, I really mean it. I'm one of those who doesn't live by throwing these words just to make things ok. Sometimes I don't even say sorry when I really should. But when I do, I really mean it.

Love makes the world go round. Maybe it does, but then, so does music.

Karma. Does. Exist. Case and point: life. If you don't believe me, spend five minutes on some psychoanalysis. Now tell me I'm wrong.

EVERYTHING happens for a reason. I totally believe in the Big Guy up there and that he and his guardian angels are working their asses off on each one of us. EVEN if you don't believe that.

This post comes straight from the heart. It's one of the few rare times when I admit I do have a heart, but really, it does.

You may now go back to your lives.

2010-11-15T21:44:00.000-08:00

My Christmas wishlist is going to be coming a little early this year.

Dear Santa,

I've been (sorta) good this year. Here's what I really need:

- 2 huge-ass submission related miracles.
- one solid job offer (NOT web dev related) when I graduate.
- an internship next sem.

That's it.
Now, really, that aint too much, is it?

Title (and registration?)

2010-11-09T13:40:00.000-08:00

The time has come, I decided today, to the enlighten the world(or the (in)significant part of it, that does spend its time super constructively and adds meaning to his/her life by reading this blog. Has the parenthesis content now become so long you forget the original purpose of the sentence? That was the intention. Myuahaha. Ok I digress) with a new post.

As usual, I have nothing special to report, owing to me being a grad student and having no time(read - life) and in addition to that, being socially retarded (Yes, Rammy, I fail you yet again). I would, however like to inform those of you that care, that I have a new on-campus job. Which pays me well. And why I'm excited about this when people are actually getting hired full-time or for internships is something even I don't understand. Maybe I should go for that how-well-DO-you-know-yourself workshop..

Anyhoo, moving on to how you guys could really help me out. I have (another) 1 minute music video I'm supposed to make. And it should be animated. I've thought of a couple of songs and I could do with more suggestions because right now my head is filled only with songs from my playlist and I'm probably not considering some really awesome numbers. Think happy!

Now for the self-involved special:

- My hair is short again, and me-likes! (I have also gone from looking 17 to looking 12. It's sort of OK, because I behave like a twelve year old anyway!)
- My roommate bought me a eye-liner kit from NY, and now I can paint my eyes a different color everyday, if I had the aforementioned time.
- Obama came to USC and I missed it because I was making the awesome-st movie of all times. (Will provide link soon)
- Daylight saving is screwing with my head!
- Why cant Castle and Beckett get together already!?
- Nope, no job. Or internship. Thanks for asking.
- Me dressed up as a pseudo-pirate for Halloween. 'Twas fun!
- Happy belated Diwali, folks!
- Again, in dire need of miracles this month. I hope the big Guy up there's listening. And while you're at that, could you please do something about the weather as well? It's getting toooo cold!

So, what've you been upto?

2010-10-09T14:56:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I watched The Social Network. I also realized being an asshole totally works. And I actually have new found respect for Mark Zuckerberg. And my dislike for Justin Timberlake continues to grow infinitely.

Watch the movie if you haven't already.

2010-09-29T00:56:00.000-07:00

I now present to you the works of an extremely amateur flipbooker. Bear in mind, very amateur. And very different idea when it was actually being flipped.

Enjoy!

2010-09-22T23:09:00.003-07:00

It changes everything for me. Everyday. All I have to do is wake up and put on my earphones. And hit play. And everything changes.

I live music. I literally eat, drink and breathe it. It's pretty much my crack. I have my headphones on right now. I have it on for most of the day. Some nights even, when I sleep. And especially when I'm studying. The only time I'm not on music is probably when I'm in class. Or work. Or on the phone. You get the picture.

I grew up listening to a lot of good music. My dad was greatly instrumental in music playing the role it does in my life. He's always been a huge fan of the Beatles, the Doors, Floyd, Deep Purple. So I grew up listening to a lot of their stuff(and Abba, but let's not get into that.) Admittedly, I did not warm up to the Doors until many years later. And there was five years of classical training which every girl in South India probably goes through. And then came the transition into the (ugh!) boyband phase. Fortunately(or unfortunately) that got over pretty quick.

The first rock album I owned was Hybrid Theory - Linkin Park. (Honestly, I don't remember the last time I listened to a Linkin Park song, now.) And from then on, it's been a rollercoaster. There's been a little mix and match between the alternative, classic and progressive genres but it's all good. It was pretty revolutionary. I got back to the Beatles and the Doors and the Eagles and this time I listened. Music made me learn what listening actually meant. I've never really been the best listener, but in this case, wow did I listen. And fell in love. With all of it. From Roger Waters to Keith Moon. From Dave Matthews to Hendrix. From John Mayer to Jim Morisson.

Music does strange things to me. At all levels. If I need to get to a happy place, I just pop on Folk you (Junkyard Groove) or Are you gonna be my girl (Jet). If I need to get to a BETTER place, there's Fix You (Coldplay) or Don't Cry (GnR). If there's a time when I feel the need to get my head all messed up, all I have to do is play a Radiohead song. Music turns me on when I listen to Shine on you Crazy Diamond (Pink Floyd) or Teardrop (Massive Attack) or No Surprises (Radiohead). If I need to feel high, there's Free Fallin' (John Mayer). I've been listening to this song someone recommended, Dayvan Cowboy (Boards of Canada). And I'm totally feeling that funny feeling in my stomach. The one I usually feel when everything feels totally complete. I get that satisfying feeling that everything will work out and everything's going to be alright. Music pretty much feeds my optimism. It makes me believe. Believe in me, believe in you, believe in a higher power. Music, in a weird way, helps me concentrate. I sleep better, I think clearer, I even study better. As a kid I used to listen to music which was comparitively fast paced, when I used to work out Math problems. Guess who always finished before time.

Music is a huge part of me. It's been the biggest influence in my life. And my biggest ambition is to one day make a record with John Mayer (If you haven't noticed already, I'm in love with him!). I don't play any instruments (not for lack of trying), except for the C, G, D chords on the guitar. I guess my hands weren't skillful enough. I've always envied musicians on instruments. Especially the sax. I've always wanted to be into jazz, but can never steer off rock. You know the feeling, there are two equally awesome things and you just don't feel like splitting your time between the two of them.

Music makes me understand. Music makes me feel. Music makes me sing, music makes me dance, music makes me fly. Music makes me fall in love again. Music makes me reach out. Music helps me believe in a better tomorrow. Music makes me laugh and smile.

Music makes me, me.

Everybody's changing..

2010-07-14T10:27:00.001-07:00

..and I'm considering doing the same.

2010-07-04T10:35:00.001-07:00

Dear God,

I need a life.

Sincerely,
Silverstreak.

2010-06-12T22:12:00.001-07:00

I would give ANYTHING for a 'this too shall pass' moment right about now!

A piece for you

2010-06-08T08:06:00.000-07:00

I'm too tired to think of a post-like post so this is going to be in bullets. Why a post at all, you ask? Because this is the only sentence where three becauses appear consecutively: No sentence can end with a because because because is a conjunction.

Now, if you guys have gotten past the awesomeness of that sentence..

- I'm in the homeland. For a month now! Why the (no) fuss? Because all I do is work and sleep. No kidding. The weather did get considerably better, though. Come on, you have to give me that!
- I'm here for three months, let the festivities begin (or, rather, continue..)!
- I lost my phone. Which I see might not be such a bad thing because the internet has been flooded with news about the NEW iPhone 4G which:
                         - looks kickass!
                         - has some even-more kickass features.
                         - is only 200$ (currently around Rs 9000, baby!!), courtesy AT&T!
- A decent GPA this sem around. No, not three A's, but one A and two A minuses. (pauses to gloat)
- I've been very contemplative of late. Don't worry, there wont be any contemplation in this post (OR WILL THERE). Oh, I have a bus pass now!
- There are many talks of weddings going on in my family. NO, NOT MINE! (Spare me the horror already) My cousins, near/far. I think my family is waiting to see what I end up marrying, though!
- Neo is doing fine, thank you very much for asking.
- Have all of you watched kickass yet?
- I'm suddenly not very sure if I like babies. If I were a baby, I would most certainly NOT LIKE adults!
- Entourage next month!
- It turns out my brother's really intelligent! He just finished his 12th + other related exams and it's getting really hard to find new places to hide my face as each of their results come out. I'd like to think he gets it from me.
- I need a new hobby. Something to do when I start thinking. Thinking is bad for health.
- There's this ad on TV I don't get. Its a paint ad, London/Paris? Do any of you all get it?
- New discovery. Hyperbole and a half. Awesome blog!
- Even more awesomeness! This. Please do contact her.

Promise to be back soon. Ta!

Revelations

2010-05-11T14:38:00.002-07:00

I crib. I crib everyday about having to study more than I bargained for, study more than the others I know.
About being away from the people I love.
Everything. Every single day.
I tell people living alone and going away is overrated and at times, I really do believe that.
I call my mum almost everyday and speak to her. We don't explicitly say I miss you to each other (we don't function that way in our family), but I know my mum can't wait to see me, and me, her.
I call my friends or meet them online, tell them how I'd give just about anything to be home. They tell me what's happening in their lives and I feel sorry for myself for not being able to be a part of it.
I think about how I'm still living off my dad and costing him a fortune when people my age are earning and fending for themselves.
I tell myself that it's all part of the plan and I'm going to make it big. Sometimes a little thought creeps into my head, what if it doesn't work out? I push that thought away telling myself that there is no other option and that I'm meant for greatness. That we all are.
Sometimes it's taking away from me, my positivity, the whole experience. At some other times, it makes me realize how lucky I am to still be studying, because there's no way in hell I'm ready for work. I've got an extension to being in college and I'm going to live that up.
Balance, the sooner I learn to master that, the closer to the more-perfect life I'll be. I should try that next semester.

You know what, I just realized, I wouldn't trade my life for anyone's in the world.
Except for a couple of people, but I'm sure, they're like, miserable on the inside!

I feel it in my fingers

2010-04-26T22:06:00.000-07:00

I've realized, across the years, that the best way to get through the day is to find something to look forward to each day. Everything goes much quicker and happier from there. And if you look close enough, you'll see you'll find that thing very fast. Each and every day. I did that all through college and college turned out awesome. Last semester, each day I counted the days left to go back home to India. This semester, for the last two weeks, it's been the Pro.

WHICH IS HERE!!

Look at me, I'm smiling! :)

2010-04-23T13:56:00.004-07:00

Let's start off with a poll of sorts.
What do you guys think of a nose piercing? I'm into the whole retro-hippie look right now and was thinking of getting one. I want purple hair ends too, but that'll have to wait because of my slightly paranoid mum. She's a little funny, piercings and tattoos, she won't mind much, but hair colour, OH THE HORROR!

Now, I realize very few of you know what I look like and won't really know how a nose piercing will look on me. OK, so, your take on a nose piercing on anyone, then.

We have good news. Tuesday onwards(my Tuesday, your Wednesday), my posts will come to you from a Macbook Pro. I finally ordered one and that means, if I lose my mind post-tuesday, there are high chances some of you might come across the debris of my old laptop. Why? Because I can (Haha I love saying that!).

I have exams coming up, so I can use all the luck I can get, you guys. Also, finally, on public demand (actually, not. :P), here's the video I've been working on for a class project. Critique please?

Hah, very obviously, 'the one who saved the day' is me, so since you know what I look like now, nose piercing poll, please!

OK, fine, I'm clearly not anonymous anymore.
Whatever.
(Should've thought this through.)

Kung Fu Fighting!

2010-04-16T15:21:00.002-07:00

I need some stress relief mechanism. Maybe a punching bag, maybe a gun, anything. And I need it quick. Or a Mac, because the perfect stress relief will be to go up the Hollywood hills and throw away my laptop.

Not myself...

2010-04-14T01:55:00.006-07:00

I am basically a nice person. You'll know if I like you.
I'm very extreme, there IS no gray area.
I judge. And form opinions. All the time. But, I do change them too.
I don't do crying.
I laugh when people cry (believe it or not, its kind of a defense mechanism).
I love babies and hate pink.
I'm not a girly girl at all, but lately, I'm told that's changing.
I have nice hair.
I get angry real easy, it goes away real easy too.
I love to read but never find the time.
I. P.R.O.C.R.A.S.T.I.N.A.T.E.
I love blue. And photos.
I eat, drink, breathe music.
Oh, also sleep.
I don't like people who are mean for the heck of it.
I don't like labels.
I LOVE JOHN MAYER.
I hate the word blouse.
I think the world of my family and friends.
I agree with Perplexed, love is underrated.
I'm an eternal optimist.
I CANNOT let go, and do not consider that a weakness.
I'm a shopaholic. And I love shoes, especially pencil heels, even though they rip my feet apart. And sometimes, I buy stuff I know I'm never going to use.
I usually cannot sleep anywhere except my bed in my room, and now, my mattress.
Nine times out of ten, you won't be able to reach me on my phone.
I wish Neil Patrick Harris were straight.
I think alcohol is overrated, that's why I'm sticking to sobriety for the time being.
I love anything to do with art.
I sketch, but mostly, I sketch stuff that only I get.

Currently, I love my wall. Here are pictures. The top right picture on the photo on the left is a caricature of me. I think it looks like me nose up.

That's me for you.

Take it or leave it.

Clarity

2010-04-05T00:53:00.002-07:00

This post is called clarity for very obvious reasons.
I also realize I might've already written a post titled clarity.

Have you guys had one of those days when you know exactly what you want from and exactly what you want in life?

I just did!

Make Yourself

2010-03-22T11:37:00.002-07:00

I've been meaning to post something about everything for a really long time, but as soon as I get down to it, something happens and it never happens.
So, in bullets..

- My semester this time is pretty chilled out. This scares me enormously because there have been times when I've had nothing to do and that never happened to me last semester.
- I went to San Francisco. One of the best vacations I've ever been on. If you get the chance, visit the city, its absolutely beautiful!
- My mood swings have been rising high. There are times when I phase out for absolutely no reason. I'm not sure if this is how everyone who's away from home feel (perplexed, do you agree?).
- R and I have decided to ward out all bad karma by being nice to people. R is a very nice person, actually. But lately, she's apparently turned into a monster and I cannot even begin to start to imagine a situation like this. And me, well, when I tried to be nice, people asked me if something was wrong. Sigh. I guess its going to take a whole lot of effort from my side to achieve this. Karma, turn around!
- My intern scene is going bad bad bad! I'm used to being good at whatever I want and this irks me. Maybe I don't want it enough and that's not good at all because right now that should be the only thing I'm supposed to want!
- I really don't know if I'm turning out to be the person I want to be.
- Its finally summer(I hope!) and the sun is out. Yaaiy!
- I wasn't home for K's birthday. I haven't missed her birthday for the last eleven years. Neither has she, my birthday, I mean.
- Sobriety is underhyped.

I had a lot more planned for this post, nothing seems to be coming to me right now.

Birthday song!

2010-03-02T12:13:00.006-08:00

Why the privacy stint? Because, this morning I wake up to see an email from my dad, which says, 'I read your blog, don't use fowl language, but I like it', or something to that extent. So we are now private!

It's nearly birthday day! :) 12 hours to go, PST. Post 2 hours IST.

It's picture time!!!

20th budday, also holi (duh, obviously)!

21st. Yes, I am Super awesome Sutta! :)

21st again!

21st, in Mocha, Bangalore.

22nd, Couch, Bangalore.

Aaand, the awesomeness certificate! It says, 'CONGRATS Silverstreak, you are now officially awesome!'

This is awfully senti, but I miss you guys and wish I was back home in Bangalore this time around as well. Much love! :) ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

March On!

2010-03-01T12:33:00.004-08:00

It's March!!!

I love March, not because of the obvious (birthday related) reasons, but just. Back home, I always related March to spring, and spring to happy (actually, I relate just about anything to happy). Spring after winter is such a nice change! I'm not a big fan of winter (though, I LOVE December, for Christmas and holiday related reasons. But now, Bangalore has already become prey to the untolerable heat. Global warming... sheesh!).

Here, spring is spring, although, it might be spring one day, summer the other and straight out monsoon another (I'm also not sure the term monsoon is demographically correct). But I'm hoping, it's spring for most of it.

'I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love!'

Fresh feeling!

2010-02-25T15:01:00.005-08:00

Its been awhile.

Those of you who are regulars must be going, 'I miss the awesomeness in my life which were her offbeat posts. Things are so empty without them!' (And if you ARE a regular and did not think that, SHAME ON YOU!!! WE WANT THE LAST SIX YEARS BACK!!!)

And for you other guys, hi!!:) Welcome to awesomeness!

Firstly, this. It will completely make your day. I laughed for ages watching it.

Secondly, I've decided that, this year onwards, I will be turning a year younger on my birthday. I'm too young to turn... *gulps, wipes tear* twenty three. And the universe doesn't want me to, either. A week before 'THE DAY' and an earthquake in Chile, a tsunami in Hawaii and an earthquake alert in California! I mean, something up there is saying to me, you're not ready to get old. So, I just wont. I'll just get younger! And this is not just for me, its for all of you and the universe! (Look how selfless I've become.) So in two days, guys, I turn twenty one!! I'm going to be legal! How fun is that!

*proceeds to barf*

The weather here is so weird. Its cold as hell one day, and the next day the temperature shoots up by 10 degrees and just the next day its down ten degrees again and its raining cats and dogs! I want summer!!!

I love shopping! :) And if you ever get the chance you have to try this. Its the Godiva Cheesecake from the cheesecake factory and its absolutely yummilicious!

Quick movie reviews:

Valentine's Day - gag me.
Karthik calling Karthik - Nice concept. Watchable.

Random question: Do you think ambidextrosity is hot? We have this option of watching classes online, and my roommate has this one professor who's ambidextrous. It was so incredible how he could hold a pen in each hand and use either hand to write. Eeeeee!

My current favourite track : Hey, soul sister. The official video is kinda horrible. I like this one better.

Oh, happy Holi, you guys!

Oh, also, did you know that 'superhero couples' fight only once in sixteen years? (Lol I ended up watching Honeymoon Travels. KK Menon is an awesome actor!)

Ok, so I gotta go now! Remember, I get younger, also enjoy the awesomeness that is next week! :)

Sending out an SOS

2010-02-22T14:55:00.004-08:00

So... I have to make a two minute film/documentary, and I have NO ideas in my head!

I need HELP, y'all!

Material girl

2010-02-13T04:41:00.003-08:00

My birthday is coming soon.

And here's my wishlist.

1. Macbook Pro.
2. Rayban aviators.
3. UB. *if you know me, you might know what this means... or not*
4. 3 A's this semester.
5. A couple dozen miracles.
6. A job.
7. John Mayer concert tickets.
8. An internship.
9. Flight tickets. Either for me to come back home, or for all my friends to come here.

Man, it looks like I have to marry a bank.

2010-02-07T00:49:00.001-08:00

I am SO bored with my life right now.

Brand New Day

2010-01-30T19:32:00.003-08:00

It's been nearly a month since 2010 began.

Thirty days ago, I was telling my friends how 2010 is going to be fantabulous.
Thirty days ago, I was also going on about how we're meant for greatness and how only good things are in store for us.
Thirty days ago, I was happy high, more happy than high.
Thirty days ago, I wanted to make time freeze and remain January 1st forever (or atleast for a couple of days).
Thirty days ago, I was sure I was going for the John Mayer concert in March (I still can, provided I get a job. So please pray that I do).
Thirty days ago, I decided that nice things will definitely happen to you if you take the effort to be nice to people (I'm still trying to do that, fyi).
Thirty days ago, I also decided that this was going to be the beginning and that our lives were completely going to turn around (and being the eternal optimist that I am, it is obviously going to be in a good way!).
Thirty days ago, I knew exactly what I wanted.
(I feel so ashamed of myself because I actually tried to 'comment' out the previous line!)
Thirty days ago, I could not play foozball to save my life.

It's now thirty days after.
Clearly I'm in a contemplative sort of mood.

It's thirty days later now,
...and above still holds.

2010-01-22T22:22:00.005-08:00

*Major PMS alert*

So I woke up this morning feeling as shitty as humanly possible. Its been a shitty set of days in LA, with some mad rains. Rains hard enough to cancel the one class I was supposed to attend this week, making me feel shitty. That, actually, worked pretty OK, because I haven't been able to keep my eyes open for the last few days. This jetlag can be quite an annoying thing.

Today was especially bad. I woke up, determined to do SOMETHING, just anything, really. I woke up early (naturally, because I'm still living by India time!), had a bath and was good to go when my mood suddenly swung. I think its post-India syndrome, but I couldn't stop feeling miserable and upset. So I took a long walk in the rain. Unfortunately my ipod decided to turn its back on me too and played the saddest songs in the history of music, good songs nevertheless. And me, I listened. Felt worse. Needless to say, the walk did not help.

As if things aren't bad enough, it seems like I've already managed to piss people off in LA. Because there are fewer conversations, fewer smiles, fewer everything. And I don't even talk that much. I honestly. for the life of me, fathom what's wrong with the world.

I think, and this is the only explanation I've come up with, it's the advent of February. The dreaded month of February. The days of misery seem to have rrived early this year! Man, I'm rambling!

I feel alone. :(

And I feel like such a sissy!

Sigh.

This is your life..

2009-12-29T20:15:00.003-08:00

.... 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!

2009-12-24T17:20:00.002-08:00

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!

2009-12-19T05:22:00.003-08:00

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'

2009-12-15T23:51:00.005-08:00

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2009-12-15T09:03:00.000-08:00

I'm me. I demand.

I think people should've gotten that by now!

Shiny happy people!

2009-12-04T13:21:00.002-08:00

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

2009-12-03T14:47:00.002-08:00

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

2009-12-02T22:21:00.002-08:00

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!

2009-11-23T10:21:00.006-08:00

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

2009-11-04T00:30:00.004-08:00

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

2009-11-03T21:56:00.002-08:00

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

City Love

2009-10-28T21:22:00.003-07:00

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.

2009-10-23T11:50:00.004-07:00

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

2009-10-21T01:35:00.003-07:00

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!

2009-10-17T18:16:00.003-07:00

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

2009-10-13T21:36:00.001-07:00

Multiply last line of previous post by 1500.

Oh wait, I mean, by 1500^1500.

Neon

2009-10-09T09:50:00.002-07:00

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)

2009-10-06T16:25:00.005-07:00

(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..

2009-10-05T16:59:00.003-07:00

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)

2009-10-01T23:47:00.002-07:00

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

2009-10-01T00:13:00.005-07:00

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

2009-09-20T11:17:00.001-07:00

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

Let the venting commence..

2009-09-15T08:48:00.005-07:00

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

2009-09-08T23:11:00.005-07:00

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!

2009-09-06T18:25:00.005-07:00

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!

2009-09-02T20:40:00.004-07:00

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

2009-08-26T18:56:00.008-07:00

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!

2009-08-19T21:47:00.002-07:00

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

2009-08-14T22:13:00.001-07:00

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!

2009-08-14T00:18:00.002-07:00

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!!!?

2009-08-03T03:17:00.005-07:00

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

2009-07-27T12:38:00.007-07:00

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