I'm removing word verification, its such a pain in ass, I actually got it wrong twice while replying to a comment. Those spammers dont scare me, bring it on..personally, I like hearing about how I can get 5 degrees online in 6 months or how I should visit xxx.com to meet hot asian babes.
I hope this encourages my readers to leave more comments, you will no longer be required to perform complex mental tasks before leaving a comment, I've made things so much easier for u guys...be nice now.
Monday, July 31, 2006
Analyze this
I have a problem, I overthink things. I scan for subtext when there isnt any or is there?...fuck, I'm already confused.
I have another problem, I'm suffering from blogger ennui, I'm hoping this is temporary, and I'll start being brilliant again sometime soon.
So, I substitute meaningful posts for these quickies instead.But nobody reads my blog anyway and it shouldn't matter because I blog for myself right?...who am I kidding, I actually blog because I want people to tell me how wonderful I am, how my writing provides deep insight, how my erudite opinion on crap is actually entertaining...because I need external validation..because I'm insecure and cannot gauge my own abilities and need others to do it for me.
I am pretty screwed up but mostly do a good job of behaving normal.
And that ends one of my rare posts on psychobabble rubbish, I promise not to do this again :-)
I have another problem, I'm suffering from blogger ennui, I'm hoping this is temporary, and I'll start being brilliant again sometime soon.
So, I substitute meaningful posts for these quickies instead.But nobody reads my blog anyway and it shouldn't matter because I blog for myself right?...who am I kidding, I actually blog because I want people to tell me how wonderful I am, how my writing provides deep insight, how my erudite opinion on crap is actually entertaining...because I need external validation..because I'm insecure and cannot gauge my own abilities and need others to do it for me.
I am pretty screwed up but mostly do a good job of behaving normal.
And that ends one of my rare posts on psychobabble rubbish, I promise not to do this again :-)
Sunday, July 30, 2006
What not to do when drunk
1.Wierd threesome dance with boy and girl u barely know
2. dance on top of a table...thankfully i did not do this, though was sorely tempted while looking at other drunks who were on top of tables. My shoes...that was what held me back...note to self..wear more practical shoes next...or perhaps not, it keeps me from doing wierd aerial stunts when drunk
3. Drop vodka over one's self...must learn to hold a drink and perform complex hip hop move at the same time....practise practise practise
2. dance on top of a table...thankfully i did not do this, though was sorely tempted while looking at other drunks who were on top of tables. My shoes...that was what held me back...note to self..wear more practical shoes next...or perhaps not, it keeps me from doing wierd aerial stunts when drunk
3. Drop vodka over one's self...must learn to hold a drink and perform complex hip hop move at the same time....practise practise practise
Monday, July 17, 2006
My lame druggie confessions
My Aunt once thought I was using cocaine, because she found a small packet full of loose white powder lying on my desk. Never mind that it could have been sugar or talc or that I had no history of drug use, but her first thought was that it must be cocaine.Then she thought that it probably belonged to my brother, him being prone to trouble n all...or better still perhaps we were snorting cocaine together, not wanting the other sibling to feel left out or anything. So anyway, she wanted to be sure, so like they do in the movies, she thought perhaps she should taste it. But because my aunt is sheltered and not like the rest of the cokehead family, she didnt want to risk it and get instantly addicted or anything, so she takes a sample of it to show another aunt, who presumably has more experience with narcotics.
Later,I did manage to convince said aunt, that it wasnt cocaine and she was being absurd and we all had a good laugh about it, though I still see her sneaking nervous glances at me and secretly checking my arms for for needle pricks....the things I have to live with.
So what was that white powder anyway? Carboxy methyl cellulose, a stabiliser used in making ice creams, I had gotten it at an ice cream making class a friend had forced me to go to....I was so bored during that class, but it was totally worth it for my coke adventure....see, this is how u know I'm totally starved for excitement.
Later,I did manage to convince said aunt, that it wasnt cocaine and she was being absurd and we all had a good laugh about it, though I still see her sneaking nervous glances at me and secretly checking my arms for for needle pricks....the things I have to live with.
So what was that white powder anyway? Carboxy methyl cellulose, a stabiliser used in making ice creams, I had gotten it at an ice cream making class a friend had forced me to go to....I was so bored during that class, but it was totally worth it for my coke adventure....see, this is how u know I'm totally starved for excitement.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
The girl formerly known as...
I have a different name on my passport, a different name on my visa,a different name on my I20,a different name on my ticket and no, I'm not affiliated with any international spy agency...its a simple name,why can't anyone get it right? As it stands now, I will be getting my degree in my Dad's name and not mine....correcting all this will involve too much paper work and time ,so instead I choose to do nothing and hope that nobody notices...no really, thats my strategy, its brilliant I know.
Friday, July 14, 2006
Its just me rambling again
I know I havent been posting regularly, but I've been reealllly busy or atleast under the illusion that I'm busy. You know how it is, when you have so much to do, and so little time and its all so overwhelming that you finally end up doing nothing, but just staring at the ceiling...no? ya me neither...
anyway, this is what Ive been upto, I apologise for the sub standard stuff, I'm too sleepy to worry about grammar tonight.
I went hiking again, I know I should stop doing this, people might actually think I'm one of those outdoorsy people. Location- kanheri caves...the hike was fun, because I had good company, but its not very strenous and I recommend it to the trekkie newbie. Also if you like huge smelly caves, this is the place for you. There are I think around 109 caves there...ok, so I got fed up after the 4th cave...but you know what they say, u've seen one cave ,u've seen them all.
We also went on a tiger safari, I'd advise people to take a good pair of binoculors and a healthy dose of imagination if you actually want to see one.
Also, our guide nandeshwar wanted to show us the boy from his village who got attacked by leopards on 3 separate occasions. Yes, I encountered the poster boy for leopard attacks but resisted the urge to get a picture...how morbid, I know.
I'm in Dubai!! Reached yesterday, will be here for around 3 weeks. The sheikhs have an obscene amount of money, the way they just blow it away on the extravagant constructions and ridiculous malls.I like this city, and have spent more than 8 yrs of my life here, but it doesnt feel like home anymore.I think I like living in Mumbai, however frustrating it gets.
My parents want to make me fat, so that I can be socially ostracized by a society that idolises stick women....yipee!
I am horrified by the terrorists attacks in Mumbai, this is my home, it feels aweful for something like this to happen. I mean, imagine you're coming back from work, how horrible that you could be blown up to pieces for absolutely no fault of yours. I am very angry, because I feel nothing will change, its frustrating to think that life in India is not valued.Its like we've gotten used to seeing so much death and suffering that we just get up and get back to work the next day like nothing happened.Death like this shouldnt be something that we need to get used to.
ok, I'm done. I dont know, I havent felt the urge to blog at all the past one week. I think I write best when I'm depressed, all that angst needs an outlet...hehe
but good news, I think depression is setting in, I miss super lupe too much, so I guess I should be coming out with some quality stuff pretty soon....I just hope nothing happens in between to make me happy.
anyway, this is what Ive been upto, I apologise for the sub standard stuff, I'm too sleepy to worry about grammar tonight.
I went hiking again, I know I should stop doing this, people might actually think I'm one of those outdoorsy people. Location- kanheri caves...the hike was fun, because I had good company, but its not very strenous and I recommend it to the trekkie newbie. Also if you like huge smelly caves, this is the place for you. There are I think around 109 caves there...ok, so I got fed up after the 4th cave...but you know what they say, u've seen one cave ,u've seen them all.
We also went on a tiger safari, I'd advise people to take a good pair of binoculors and a healthy dose of imagination if you actually want to see one.
Also, our guide nandeshwar wanted to show us the boy from his village who got attacked by leopards on 3 separate occasions. Yes, I encountered the poster boy for leopard attacks but resisted the urge to get a picture...how morbid, I know.
I'm in Dubai!! Reached yesterday, will be here for around 3 weeks. The sheikhs have an obscene amount of money, the way they just blow it away on the extravagant constructions and ridiculous malls.I like this city, and have spent more than 8 yrs of my life here, but it doesnt feel like home anymore.I think I like living in Mumbai, however frustrating it gets.
My parents want to make me fat, so that I can be socially ostracized by a society that idolises stick women....yipee!
I am horrified by the terrorists attacks in Mumbai, this is my home, it feels aweful for something like this to happen. I mean, imagine you're coming back from work, how horrible that you could be blown up to pieces for absolutely no fault of yours. I am very angry, because I feel nothing will change, its frustrating to think that life in India is not valued.Its like we've gotten used to seeing so much death and suffering that we just get up and get back to work the next day like nothing happened.Death like this shouldnt be something that we need to get used to.
ok, I'm done. I dont know, I havent felt the urge to blog at all the past one week. I think I write best when I'm depressed, all that angst needs an outlet...hehe
but good news, I think depression is setting in, I miss super lupe too much, so I guess I should be coming out with some quality stuff pretty soon....I just hope nothing happens in between to make me happy.
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Hiking we will go...
I went Hiking a few days ago to this place called Peth fort. I like to go trekking, but dont go as much, because I'm a lazy ass, but this time, I managed to convince Super Unconcious girl and Music Boy to come along with me. Actually Music boy didnt need much convincing. He's the only person I know, who's game to go anywhere,anytime. I could learn a thing or two from him because I'm afraid I can be a bit of a tight ass. I think for ages before doing anything, I weigh the pros and cons, I would make lists, tables, charts and figures analysing the whole thing if I wasnt such a slacker. But I digress....
So, anyway, we paid up and asembled at Punjabi chandu halwai at dadar tt at 6 30 am (its a miracle either of us made it in time, super unconcious girl like me has trouble with early mornings and Music boy was working until 4:00 am that day). Our Guide for the day was Neville, who looked like he still hadnt got passed puberty.We were assured he was an accomplished trekker and none of us were in any danger of falling down a cliff or anything.There were about 18 of us altogether, which included this old couple in their 50's, who tried to recruit all of us to run the stan chart marathon next year, I of course stayed away from them, didnt want to catch their enthusiasm. There was this big group of gujratis, the yuppie kind. they acted exactly the way I behave when I'm drunk, obnoxious and loud but kind of funny.
So anyway,it took us around 2 and a half hours to get there. The damn Bus was really uncomfortable, its like the India Outdoors people hired the cheapest fucking bus possible, there was no leg room whatsoever.
We trekked about 15 km that day, though Neville lied to us at the beginnning and said it was just around 6 km, I guess he didnt want any of us chickening out before we'd even begun.
The hike uphill was long,painful and made even harder because it was so friggin hot. Not a drop of rain.. Ofcourse, quite predictably we all enjoyed being ugly tourists and asking our guides, when it would rain, every 5 mins.
I remember being stuck in a particularly precarious position, I couldnt get a good grip and didnt know where to put my foot. I was a little ahead of the others, so no one else was around. This guy somewhat ahead of me, looks at me and yells quite uselessly,"Its all in the mind"....bastard, wtf..I hate it when people mouth such meaningless shit. Something like "You can put your foot here" would have been more helpful. Anyway, I finally find my balance and get out of there and resolve not to try and show off and stick with the group.
At the base of the peak, which supposedly resembles an upturned funnel, (but I totally did not get that...not by any stretch of imagination) we camped for an hour or so at this village. It was strange actually, we walked right through people's houses but they didnt seem to mind.
We then proceeded to trek uphill towards the peak and it was pouring by then. We reached the top, where there was this huge cave and some enterprising young boys were selling cutting chai.
Anyway, I had such a cool time, especially being there with two of my best friends and the place was so pretty,I look at the pictures now and think I should have looked around somemore and not been so worried about getting my pants dirty.
The pictures are up on flickr, so go see and admire
So, anyway, we paid up and asembled at Punjabi chandu halwai at dadar tt at 6 30 am (its a miracle either of us made it in time, super unconcious girl like me has trouble with early mornings and Music boy was working until 4:00 am that day). Our Guide for the day was Neville, who looked like he still hadnt got passed puberty.We were assured he was an accomplished trekker and none of us were in any danger of falling down a cliff or anything.There were about 18 of us altogether, which included this old couple in their 50's, who tried to recruit all of us to run the stan chart marathon next year, I of course stayed away from them, didnt want to catch their enthusiasm. There was this big group of gujratis, the yuppie kind. they acted exactly the way I behave when I'm drunk, obnoxious and loud but kind of funny.
So anyway,it took us around 2 and a half hours to get there. The damn Bus was really uncomfortable, its like the India Outdoors people hired the cheapest fucking bus possible, there was no leg room whatsoever.
We trekked about 15 km that day, though Neville lied to us at the beginnning and said it was just around 6 km, I guess he didnt want any of us chickening out before we'd even begun.
The hike uphill was long,painful and made even harder because it was so friggin hot. Not a drop of rain.. Ofcourse, quite predictably we all enjoyed being ugly tourists and asking our guides, when it would rain, every 5 mins.
I remember being stuck in a particularly precarious position, I couldnt get a good grip and didnt know where to put my foot. I was a little ahead of the others, so no one else was around. This guy somewhat ahead of me, looks at me and yells quite uselessly,"Its all in the mind"....bastard, wtf..I hate it when people mouth such meaningless shit. Something like "You can put your foot here" would have been more helpful. Anyway, I finally find my balance and get out of there and resolve not to try and show off and stick with the group.
At the base of the peak, which supposedly resembles an upturned funnel, (but I totally did not get that...not by any stretch of imagination) we camped for an hour or so at this village. It was strange actually, we walked right through people's houses but they didnt seem to mind.
We then proceeded to trek uphill towards the peak and it was pouring by then. We reached the top, where there was this huge cave and some enterprising young boys were selling cutting chai.
Anyway, I had such a cool time, especially being there with two of my best friends and the place was so pretty,I look at the pictures now and think I should have looked around somemore and not been so worried about getting my pants dirty.
The pictures are up on flickr, so go see and admire
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