Been painting the town red!

Yeah. The past few days just flew past and I realize NOW that I’ve been having the time of my life! Yeah, 2009 was celebrated with panache. I just remembered that word! How much more better could things get?! I even remember huge words! Woohoo!

So. After the New Year blast, I can’t help but look back and fondly recount every other detail AND tell you about it!

December 31st started out pretty normal. I mean, I didn’t realize till 7 in the evening that it was December the THRITY FIRST! The last day of the year!!

So, I quickly hurried home and asked dad to drink his tea fast and come buy stuff with me! And so, we went. We bought almost everything that was still available at 8 o clock.

I also bought a cake. A VERY delicious, black forest cake! Mmmm. I couldn’t stop thinking about it! =D

Turns out that we had this little party-like thing in our neighbourhood. Attended it, and had a WONDERFUL evening, talking away to glory.

That’s when I realised that I’m like my dad in almost EVERY aspect. Even talking! I was the only one talking and everyone else was listening. At one point, I thought I’d blabbered too much so I shut up and ate. =D

But that feeling lasted for about 2 minutes. There you go, I started all over again.

Hey, it’s not like I’m THAT boring a person. I can be boring around people (read: Wannabes and queen bees) who always, always want to talk about guys. Or talk TO guys. The more, the merrier. No wonder they change boyfriends, like, twice a week. :/

As if it were the brand of pens they used.

Anyhow. I came back home pretty late, but not THAT late. I started watching Clueless. And I stopped watching it after 45 minutes; I couldn’t stand it. So, I went and sat with dad. And then, slowly, the minutes started ticking by. I had been hogging all this while. Seriously, I’ve gained hell loads of weight! IT’s not like you wouldn’t when you drink half a Litre of coke all by yourself and then munch on choc chip cookies and eating Lays while watching some show on TV.

So, finally, it was TWELVE! Ta da..! =D

Happy New Year, folks! It’s 2009. ALREADY!
I cut the cake too! ^_^

2008 has been a really great year! VERY great - made new friends, realized a lot of stuff, got a new haircut, broke off some old friendships, had my fair share of fights, etc.
=)

So, that’s how Dec 31 went by. I slept at around 1, I think. 1 AM, on January the FIRST!

So, on the first, on 1.1.2009 (!), I woke up, took a bath and got ready for a party. I was looking.. normal. I wasn’t in party gear, that’s one thing. I don’t have any. Don’t snigger, okay? I’m fashion-sense less, duh!

The party was awesome! I didn’t eat a lot. Just drank coke (seriously, I’m addicted to it!), and danced. Danced like no one was watching. I’m not too coordinated or anything. Nor am I very confident. It’s just that sometimes, you want to dance. And this was one of those times.

Danced my heart away. And returned home by.. Jesus! I don’t know! I attended class (sigh). It was.. tiring. And I came back home, talked to one of my greatest friends (heh :P =) ) and went to sleep. And I got up at 1 PM the next DAY! That’s.. WILD!

So anyway, its past 3 AM now and I’m real sleepy. Hope you guys had a great New Year too. I wanna say so much more but it’ll take time and I really, really want to sleep.

~ Haffun, people. Hope you guys have a fun, fun year. =)

Randomity. And I don't care if it's not an actual word. Boohoo.

Biscuits and chocolate syrup. For brunch. And they were pretty tasty too.
I’d have taken a picture but I gobbled up the whole thing. And I feel all full and fat now. Uh.

So, I suddenly got around to thinking about Gone With the Wind (yes, the movie too!) and it’s just that I so hate Scarlett O’Hara. No, really. I like Rhett more. I really liked Bonnie, the pretty, spoilt kid but she died. That sucks, man.
And, what kind of a name IS Rhett Butler? Ick.


Oh well, I just came back from the kitchen (it isn’t THAT far away. Good for me.) and turns out there IS a bottle of Coke, a 2-day old burger and this one sandwich that I made yesterday. Oh, and more Chocolate syrup. Yum.

Hmm. It’s the day after Christmas and I feel all weird. I think it’s primarily cos of the cold. I love, love, LOVE winters but STILL. The chill and shit makes me feel all sleepy and stuff. And it makes me wanna pee too. But I’m not gonna tell you more about that, okay? Okay.

Well, yesterday wasn’t really special or anything. I got up pretty early, at around 9 AM, I think. And then my friend called up and asked me if I could come with her to Dilli Haat. Google it if you dunno what it is.

So, anyway, It was boring. Uber boring. Imean, hanging out with my best friend and her kid sister IS fun, but still. Going to Dilli Haat = boring.
There were too many people (Christmas day, remember?) and more specifically, too many couples. At one point, A (my friends kid sister) asked me to hold her hands just like those people there. :/

I did, and that was the biggest mistake of my life because she wouldn’t LET GO! I shouldnnt be cribbing about it now but, poor her. We went to Food Stalls, especially East-Indian cones (noodles and chowmein, mmm), and she started eating stuff. She accidentally spilled vinegar and kept mum after that.
And THEN there was a puppet show and A went all crazy and hysterically pleaded with me to take her away because she was so scared of those puppets. And all the while, my friend kept calling her a chicken cos she was so scared.
So, whatever. By the time we went back to my friends house, I was SO sleepy.. I could barely see. Or hear.

All the three of us snuggled under the covers. And then A kept tickling me and I finally got all mad at her and asked her to LET ME SLEEP!
And sleep, we did.

Heh. I think I woke up after 15 minutes. It was a catnap, basically. And I hurried home after that, I had classes.
The only thing I DIDN’T even imagine was that I’d fall asleep as soon as I reached home and I missed my classes. AGAIN. That’s the fourth time this month, by the way!
Argh. So, that’s what I did yesterday. I met my friends after the (other) math class and we sarted discussing weird stuff. Like condoms and shit. It sucked, believe you me. Me and M kinda ran away from R when she went on and on about it. M was all like, WTF has happened to her? Poor him, haha. I don’t think he has seen R this crazy ever. TeeHee.

So, well, anyways, I kinda lost my train of thought right NOW and I gotta run, so toodle-oo. May the new year bring peace and stuff of that sort. Pray for me, okay?

Psst.. My friend, R, she painted this ULTRA weird shade of nail paint on my nails. It’s PINK! Hear that signal going off on yer head? It’s girly and I hate, hate, HATE it! I still wonder how the hell I let her put it on me in the first place. Double ick. Icky, actually. :|

Had a SMOKIN’ day!

Yesterday. But oh well. It ROCKED.

Our school had organized this one-day camp thing that included activities that were trekking-y. They called it a picnic but I wanna be more, uh, classy and call it a camp. Heh.

We left school by around 8: 30 in the morning. It was a nice and cool. The weather wasn’t too cold and it wasn’t too warm either. We were supposed to wear jeans, sneakers and a sweatshirt or something of that sort. And, I did that. Only that my sweatshirt was an Adidas-fakie. And I had no intention of hiding the fact, so yeah.
Wish I had had a Puma fakie though. I suck. I’m not that brand conscious. I can be, at times. But those times are pretty rare.

The place we were going to, called Anand Van (that’s Hindi, Anand means Joy, and Van means Forest. So, go figure) was more than 20, in fact 25+ kilometers away. We reached the place at around 9: 40. And we had breakfast. It was lip-smacking! I mean, the paranthas.

Note: A parantha is an Indian (Punjabi) dish. It’s basically made of flour, mixed with water, but it has potatoes stuffed into it. And it’s DELICIOUS. <3

And fattening. Ah, let’s not get there.

So, we ate, and about half an hour later, were split into groups of 20. There were around 80 kids, and 4 teachers, so that makes 4 groups in all. I was the leader of my group, and the first thing we did was Rappelling.
The rappelling thing consisted of Rock-climbing TOO. And it was FUN! Totally.

A few people were really scared. I climbed the huge mountain like thing, but then a few girls who were behind me got stuck and one of them even slipped! And, the sad part was that I couldn’t turn back and help them. It’s easy to climb. But it’s REALLY hard to descend, I mean, it’s scary.

So, I reached the place and OH-MY-GAWD! The view was breathtaking. I’ll post the pictures as soon I get them from my friends (I hadn’t taken my camera) or one of the teachers. There was wilderness all around, and there was a huge pit, khaai. I screamed my name out loud and it echoed back! It was.. AMAZING!

Wish time could have stood still, just then. I wish I were a mutant. Now THAT would have been cool. I mean, maybe. Hey, I like X-men, okay? :|

So, I went there and there was a long line of guys waiting there for their turn. And then I argued a bit saying that a girl hadn’t really tried rappelling yet. So, the instructor let me GO! Whee! I got scathing looks from class-mates. I didn’t know any of them. Just one or two, I think. =D

So, I descended the flat, not-rough-edged mountain. It was AMAZING. I faltered right in the end, but it was great nevertheless! And I heard people cheering down under and I was TOTALLY ecstatic!


Sometime later, me and my friends went to the Artificial River-crossing thing. And turns out I was the first girl to try it out too. TeeHEE. =D

I couldn’y do it, though. I could cross only three-fourth of the whole length of the river. It drained me of all energy COMPLETELY. I seriously need to have more stamina! That, and the fact that I’m a bit fat didn’t help too. It proved detrimental, actually, as you may have guessed. I was totally red by the time I got down. I was emabarrassed. Embarrassment doesn’t really show on me cos I don’t sweat more or anything when I’m feeling dumb and flusteree. And the advantage of being brown, I mean, dark, is that you don’t turn red.

But, when I had to cross the artificial-river, I had to totally tilt my head. And THAT made my face go all red and my eyes too! It was weird, my friends said. I’m happy they were there to support me. Man! =)

After me, another person tried and she couldn’t corss as much as I did. :P ^_^

I was feeling all tired and stuff but then it was lunch time so I ate a LOT! There was a lot to eat. And, honestly, I HOGGED. Like you-know-what. :P

And then we DANCED! I mean, we were given a list of nine activities, but were ACTUALLY taken to two places ONLY. So, one of the girls, out of anger and frustration, yelled at the instructor guy that she was gonna sue him. And, Jesus Christ! You should have seen the look on that mans face! He looked SCARED. Whoa! =D
We danced at a LOT of stuff and there were a lot of Punjabi songs too! AWESOMENESS!
There was one song that I REALLY liked. It went like.. "Tenu kaala chasma jachda hai, jachda hai gore mukhde te"
Umm, it means that dark glasses (sunglasses, shades) suit your fair face.

It doesnt make a LOT of sense, but hey, it's nice! One of the best songs to dance on! =D

Oh, I also watched Wall- today. <3
Need I say more? It’s AWESOME!

Uh, Christ, this post is longer than the Bhagavad-Gita!

Toodle-oo, folks. Merry Christmas to you. =)

~ I don’t know a lot about Christmas nor do I have Christian friends, so, HAVE FUN! And temme about it!

I’m gonna shine my shoes..

...for the fat lady. For my fat lady.


I just finished reading Franny and Zooey for the 100th time and it made a lot more sense this time. It always makes a bit more sense, every time I read it.

So, from now all, all my readers are going to be MY fat ladies. Yup. And I’m writing just for them.

=)

*Imagines a very Seymour-y look*

IHeartErichSegal. <3

The best day ever.

=> A bike.
=> Daddy.
=> 15 degrees Celsius.
=> A wide, empty road.
=> And of course, a flyover.


And when you come back home to the nicest, warmest and yummiest mug of tea, YOU know what life is like. =)



It's good.

Everybody has their fair share of shitty days..

Yeah. I had a shitty day today. So shitty, that I might have to cry myself to sleep. It was a really, REALLY sad day. Depressing, actually. :|

Sigh. So, for a change, I started to do some math, and voila! Turns out I can’t do even one sum! When did math turn THIS tough? :|

So, I left it and went on to economics. There you go, I wasn’t able to do that too. Then I turned to ENGLISH and I couldn’t even do the given homework! I mean, SIGH!

Then I started listening to some songs. Apparently, I don’t feel like doing ANYTHING today.. just because it’s a Monday, maybe? Monday blues, yeah.

I ALSO found that EVERYONE, I mean, EVERYONE (including the invisible ones) at school has a boyfriend. It’s not like I WANT one, but shit! I’m the only one who can’t seem to have one. Sigh.

Well, the thing is, the depressing stuff started out early. I got up in the morning and this is how frizzy my hair was before going to school:


Frizziness Unleashed, seriously.


Everybody at school asked me if I’d gotten my hair curled. I was REALLY surprised. And the other half told me that my hair had suffered some disease (VERY tragic) or something on those lines. It was terrible. My hair, I mean.

BTW, is hair singular or plural? That’s one thing that has always, ALWAYS confused me.

I’m still confused.

Oh, and I spoke at the morning assembly today. It was a disaster, frankly. See. Assemblies on shitty days suck ass. Totally. My voice came out all deep, like a foghorn. Ugh.


That’s it for today. See the frizzy hair, and Happy Tuesday, people! =)

(Fashion) Senseless.

What else can I say? I think its de rigueur to have a mom with loads of fashion-sense otherwise you’re drowned in the pool of faddism and inanity. No, really. My mood has been shitty since morning cos I opened my closet (in the morning :/) to find hell loads of PJs and night dresses. That too, pink and flowery. I’m sick of pink. Totally, ugh.

Whenever me and my mum go shopping (which is always), my mum manages to get me loads of flowery, pink pajamas. They could be more expensive that that nice dress there, but hell no, she always goes for the pajamas. ONLY.

It used to be fun before, when you didn’t have to be so fashion conscious. When you could go out the house, till, maybe the shop nearby wearing yer pajamas. When you were a little kid. But now, it’s dumb when people openly laugh at you when you go to the SAME shop wearing pajamas. And it’s not like I’m imagining it. They laughed at me OUTRIGHT. Like, it was a group of maybe 4 girls and they collapsed in a fit of giggles as soon as they saw me. They were dressed in the worst possible Churidaars EVER. Their AUDACITY was.. mind-numbing! I gave them a cold stare and went about my business, but hey, people DO laugh. It’s no joke. :|

My mum has a technique. She’ll give me negative vibes when I adamantly refuse to listen to her and BUY those clothes on display, THERE.

Or, there’s this other thing that does the trick.

For example.

Scene: At a shop.. I like some shirt. My mum doesn’t like it (cos its not bright and flowery :|)
So, this is what she does.

Me: Mom, I want that shirt.
Her: Nanditha.. you won’t wear it.
Me: Why would I want to buy it if I won’t wear it? :|
Her: Because I’m your mom and I know. [uh, yeah, right]
Me: Sick. I wanna buy it, and that’s it.
Her: [in a serious tone] Your dad wonn’t like it.

THAT does the trick. Yes it does. It not only brings the conversation to an end, but it ALSO makes me walk out of the shop in anger, and my mum.. pleased with herself. :|

I really consider stuff like that, BTW. I mean, if dad doesn’t like something, I’ll probably argue about it but in the end, I’m going to listen to him.

BUT. I came to know how big a farce that line really was when I went shopping with both mom and dad. Mom uttered the trademark line again, and my dad goes.. “But.. I think it’ll look good on her. Moreover, she likes it”
That did it. My mum started communicating with her eyes, u know, her eyes conveying DEEPLY, the message – “no, tell her that you won’t like it! Dammit, why can’t you just nod along?”


Goodie. So now I had an ANSWER. =D

Everytime she said the “dad wont like it” line, I’d say that I don’t really care cos I knew that mum turned out to be wrong that everytime.

It's true. I AM Fashion sense LESS. :P

Well. BTW, if you think being 16 and still shopping with yer mom is dumb, then HEY! I don’t really shop by myself, and moreover, I don’t have a cousin/anybody who lives nearby with whom I can go shopping AND I don’t go shopping with friends.. I dunno why, though.
Plus, this is India. Real shopping with friends isn’t time pass. Window-shopping is. =D

~ I need to find out a bit about Christmas.. it’s for a morning assembly. Damn!


Psst.. Half the people out there don’t like my template. I don’t LOVE the orange colour, but I do like everything else. Call me conceited, but I’m gonna stick to liking it. And I don’t care. AND, I can be kiddish -> *sticks out tongue*