Whirlwind of a week

The past week was loaded with classes from 10-6 everyday and tons of stuff thereafter. Which explains my general tendency now to doze off for a couple of hours and not even realize it. Two weeks back, I thought I had all the time in the world to chill and laze around and generally float around. However, NOT the case now. Now is the time help first years and help yourself with projects and suchlike. On the brighter side of the events-from-the-week-past, we had our Bombay Dinner at Casa Piccola! I love Casa for its heavenly Chicken Parmigiana. That's all I ever order over there. I'm told the rest of it is kind of sucky- predominant reason why nobody ever agrees to go there except the devout consumers of Chicken Parmigiana- but the Parmigiana really is crisp and yummy and cheesy and all things nice. I also found out at that dinner that two juniors were from my school- fantastic, innit?! Fish discovered this place on Churchstreet where they have cool merchandise of a lot of rock bands *mental note to self: visit said place*. This probably the appropriate time to give due credit to Aats who actually found said place as opposed to Fish who just- well- went there.

Moving on to more interesting things. I Hate Luv Stories is probably the lamest movie of recent times- though it is terribly entertaining in a laugh-at way when viewed with bunch of unruly friends in almost empty theater (the manner in which it was witnessed by myself and therefore enjoyed). Which is why I fail to understand the millions of people who actually LIKED it. Some reverse psychology of sorts I suppose? Anyway, god help them.

I want to watch Inception.

That's it.

------update-----------

Oh I now realize that I'd already written about- rather slimed- I Hate Luv Stories. This is show what an indelible impact it has left on me. I can't get over it.

Kaju Katli

I haven't yet operationalised my tea/coffee machine. I intend to do that v v soon (like tonight) given my current state of penury as well as the mountain of workload before me.* Fish has happy things happening in her life. *giggles*

My new found love is kaju katli (or burfi). I LOVE. Really. Almost as much as chocolate. Mmm.

Tonight is debate par-tayyy but I didn't go because none of my friends were going so I'd get bored + work + prior commitment of sorts *giggles at prior commitment* Said prior commitment got most entertaining towards the end of it when all concerned persons engaged in heated debate over contentious issue. Apart from that it was mostly just the girls and their banter.

I have branded most of my belongings with these cute stickers which I got from the UK.

I'm in that state where I don't really want to go home but I also don't want to be here. Hmm.

*- Ok well it's not all that much work, but still.

Dear Diary Type (highly)

I think blogging has gradually become a holiday thing *shakes head disapprovingly*. I have a short break now and then some exciting things to do later this month. More importantly, however, I realise my own household is like Blandings Castle. Much, much like it. Which is why (apart from the very obvious reason that it's super funny) I'm inclined to read the series because it's highly entertaining as I can imagine my own mother in Lady Hermione's shoes :)

I met TC yesterday and it was much much fun! We did all sorts of fun girly things. I went through all her cool architecture work with wonderstruck eyes and she showed me all of her stationery and this fascinating dry crayon thing which you shave off (like powder) from the chalk thing and smudge onto the sheet of paper. Fascinating. I looked at all her pretty pretty blueprint type maps (or whatever they call it!) and felt supremely proud of her and all that. Then we jointly looked at her perfume collection and made notes on what I should buy. I tried out her facewash and lipbalm which was incredibly fruity and delicious. I bought one of my own the same day. She fed me lots and lots of ferrero rocher, pizza and coke (heaven) and then it was time for me to leave.

It was a fun day.

S is in town and we've been doing sisterly things like analysing the world around us (which basically involves either of us ranting or narrating events from our life and the other rationalising it all out).

OH and I must chronicle all the lovely presents I got for my birthday.

1. Purple- Lots and lots of things which formed parts of serious-serious gift and jokes. On me. Well, more about me. So I was very pleased and fascinated and had a fun fun time going through all that stuff. The serious-serious bit would include a Wodehouse (which introduced me to Blandings... Full Moon, if you must know), lip balm, really cool collage things, chocolate, STATIONERY... basically everything I like.
2. Fish- Adorable pink bag from Jute Cottage. It now serves as one of my town bags. Annnnnnd, my panda, who's been named Boo Boo Bear (I know he's not a bear but it just fits and that's hardly the point). He also wears a cute striped pink tee (he came with it. I didn't put it on!)
3. Aats- Breakfast at Tiffany's :) She only gifts books and must have been harrowed trying to get me a book that I'll actually READ and not take 500 years to get past p. 100 of.
4. Chick- Collection of cute little things from Archies which include a notepad and a baby pen of sorts.
5. S- Kurta from Cottons which came in this precious cotton pouch type thing, lemon soap and lemongrass face spray from Fab and bottles and bottles of nailpolish :D
6. Pengy- Beautiful bluish purple stole with subtle shiny things on it.

So you see, I'm content and feel very loved.

I shall add updates on belated presents :)

UPDATES:

7. Woogs- Stuff from Fab- This cool moisturising soap (it's got some exotic ingredient which I keep forgetting :() and an exfoliating body scrub thing. I have a bath collection from Fab now :)

8. Screechy- Pretty purple wallet and Gobul (this really cute orange thing which lights up when you shake it).

9. Screechy's double- Black velvet gloves and Tintin.

Saturday Feels Like Sunday

This Saturday morning feels like Sunday morning. Fish and I were up quite early (830ish) and have been working like good children. We cleaned our room, changed bedcovers, put things where they belong. Sigh. Feels good. Need to derive joy from simple things in life (like room cleaning).

Pengs has been in hibernate mode since last night and Woogs is perpetually in hibernate mode. Pengs has moved into Woogs' room since Aats is away for the weekend. So you can imagine how much hibernation must be happening in that room. Quite funny.

Among other news, I read this fascinating thesis on the history of hair removal in America. Here: http://www.barnard.edu/history/sample%20thesis/Kirsten%20Hansen%20thesis%20pdf.pdf

Plus, an economic analysis of bus accidents in Delhi: http://ourdelhistruggle.com/2009/07/23/blueline-bus-menace/

Never Let Me Go

As you may have noticed, I am done with Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro. Credit to Fish for introducing me to Ishiguro (and Woogs for lending me her copy of the book). Loved it. I think I'd have cried* towards the end of the book had I not been in class while reading the last 120 pages. What I do think is that it wasn't really all that mysterious because I could guess... what was happening. But that really doesn't take much away from the book because it's beautifully written. Simple. Straightforward. But not quite.

*- It's not very uncommon for me to cry while reading. Hee.

Fish S (Say it out loud!)

Spoke to S for ages but it felt like 15 minutes. No amount of time is enough to catch up. We shared crazy stories from our lives and gave and took advice. Obv, sister knows best. The point of this post is to drill down the fact that I wish she were here. Sigh. It's scary to think that we might never again be living in the same city.

Wish you were here.

On the brighter side, Fish has been shoulder-to-cry-on-person today (and in the past also, during those rare moments when I've been bugged enough to need/want one). Quite literally. It wasn't my best day and ideally, I shouldn't be putting it up here because of the whole shouldn't-focus-on-negative-energy thing. However, this is a positive thing really because I'm actually talking about how super Fish is when she's in console-mode. She gets it. We get each other. Which is awesome.

So here's to all things happy and I hope all the annoying little flies in our lives are swatted by the hands of the universe.

Belated Tales of Breakfast at Koshy's, Getting Lost in Blossom and Work

This is a rather belated post on the tales from last week.

Last Sunday was well spent with an early morning breakfast at Koshy's. Fish and I lamented about our lack of options in the menu because we don't eat port or beef. At this point Purple and Woogs pointed out that it was our choice but honestly, we maintain that we get turned off by the smell of non-chicken meat so that's not much of a choice there. So I ended up having this cheese omlette with bread-butter. Yum, but not worth the money it cost me! Fish had her usual omlette, chips, bread-butter. Mmm. If we had our way, we'd alternate between Koshy's and Mojo's breakfast every Sunday :)

The plan was to go only to Koshy's and then get back to campus. However, Purple convinced the rest of us to check out the movies for the day at Fame. So we did that. After much debate, we decided to NOT watch Harry Potter or Luck (yurgh) or some-random-movie-which-I-don't-remember.

We then proceeded to spend an hour at Blossom, getting lost in racks of books *slurp* Now, before anybody objects, I must tell you that I'm essentially a book hoarder. I'm lazy so I usually end up taking AGES to finish a book. Plus, law school work makes sure that when I'm free, I go to sleep then. But essentially, I'm quite a lazy reader. If a book doesn't interest me and I think it's not going to add to me in any way at all, then based on this mini cost-benefit-analyse, I decide to stop reading that book. Honestly, what's the point in reading a book which you KNOW is going to be fruitless.

SO. Anyway. I picked up 3 books, Purple picked up some 15 odd (Yes. Freak. But they're all the pacy thriller type), Fish picked one and Woogs... I don't remember. I was too busy noticing her antics *wild laughter*

Then we packed up like good children and returned home.

Among other tales......

Work- Boring and Otherwise
Fish: Duuuuuude, I'm bored of this case on temple entry rights.
BO: Duuuuuude, I'm tired of this 300 page case. But now I'm moving to the 100 page one.

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Fish: Hahahahaah, still reading your 100 page case?
BO: Hahahaah, still reading your temple case?

Also, I vicariously shopped for Fish today. Glee!

Also, I have been convinced by Fish to watch One Tree Hill right from Season 1. Fine. I will try and procure the dvds from somehwere (too lazy to stream).

Note In General:
Do you notice how people tend to read and re-read sad literature or listen to sad music over and over again? Usually.

Song:
I'm not particularly crazy about U2, but this is one of the songs I like.
U2- Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own
My imeem.com isn't working right now, so please get it and listen to it on your own, ok? OK? Good.

Dinner Table Conversation and Other Ploys Employed By Woogs To Grab Attention

Picture this. Nine 20 year olds or thereabouts huddled around a table in the mess musing at the shockingly yum paneer and taking each other's trip. Please note, this congregation includes the very freaky Woogs, the Aats, the Fish, Her Craziness CrazyV, ze Pengy and obviously BO. While these unsuspecting creatures may think BO is a benign observor of the comic tales Woogs oft offers at such gatherings, she was taking in minute details, only to reproduce them on these hallowed pages, Privileged Reader.

Amidst laughter and giggles....

Woogs tries to engage her audience in what she thought would be an interesting story to hear (heh)...

Woogs: starts saying something about a dream she had last night. Speech is interspersed with giggles.

No body is listening...

Aaa-ditty solicits extra cheese from people...

Fish: Nobody wants to listen to your story, Woogs... (laughs in head, I'm sure)

Woogs: NO they ASKED for it. I shall tell story. SO. I'm standing in the middle of Nags with Fish and Pengy. Suddenly, a car stops and Mr. Pengy steps out all suited up (BO comment: Suit up in Barney style!) and asks Pengy to get dressed in 5 if she wants to go out with him to this dinner thing. Pengy obviously ditches Fish and me-

Pengy gurgles...

Fish: Haww would you do that?!

Pengy: (shamelessly) Of course!

Woogs: (regaining the lost attention of the audience (mentally curses Fish for diverting attenting away from her for a second), I'm sure)) OK. SO. Pengy is gone. Then Fish says "SLR work" and runs away and I'm left alllll alone in the middle of Nags, right in front of the ATM machine.... all alone... (fake sob)

At this point people start asking clarifications about the last bit because most didn't grasp the end....

Aats: Guys, BASICALLY this is a sob story of how everyoe deserted Woogs and ran off. hahaha

Woogs: (tries to put on pathetic looks of cuteness which do NOT work)

Rest of the girls zone out (or have already zoned out)

Post dinner, Woogs tries another one of her secret weapons of grabbing attention. So we're standing in front of the mess when she asks me to "identify the tune that she's whistling". At this point Aats and I starting guffawing. Consequently, the Woogs whistle was, urm, terminated. Rather automatically. At which point all of us started guffawing. However, ultimately Woogs did manage to be the centre of attention once again (and NOT for a Rakhi reason for once) when she did the cat call thing to CrazyV. It was truly, truly hilarious.

Sunday Blah

It's only been a week but it seems like a month has passed by since we returned to law school. To-do lists have been made, to-do-listing notepad has been purchased (last trimester) (much to Fish's disapproval) and some plans for the term seem to be in place. It almost feels like a mound of work awaits me but the good part is that it's more or less the same for a lot of other people so we're in it together. Some entries in my to-do lists go like this: "think", "think and tell", "convince", "fruits". I don't know why I need to be prompted to "think".

Fish, Woogs, Purple and I went to this place called The Purple Cafe last night *sniggers* where Woogs presented many of her pearls of whackiness. I have not been granted permission to write about her very many neighbours who are nothing short of freaks of nature, just like herself (I suspect it's her who attracts freaks rather than it being a complete coincident), but I can tell you that she is rather inclined to start blogging herself and make her pearls of whackiness available to the general junta. Let's keep our fingers crossed *crosses fingers*

Until the next time I find something actually interesting to write about....

P.S.: Turns out, Gmail has this new feature "Tasks" which lets you make to-do lists and when you're done with a particular task on the list, when you check the little box on the side, that entry gets struck off. JUST what I do with my manual to-do lists! Google knows me.

Regulars

Regulars on this blog:

1. S- Sister and confidante. Sag. Tactless but funny. The go-to person. Friend, philosopher, family- couldn't be truer. Her antics can be grasped in their entirety only after interacting with her.

2. Abhu- Friend from Bhubu. Partners in giggles. Lab buddies who fought over who does what during a lab experiment. Loyal BJB chaat consumers. Tonga partners! Capricorn. Scary goat who must be feared. By all.

3. TC- Friend from Bhubu who's intuitive skills are fresh in my mind. Fellow PTPL bunker. Tonga Partners! Scorpio girl who is surprisingly not scary but is the most protective person I know. So if you hurt me, she'll catch you and beat you up!

4. Breath of Fresh Air- I knew and didn't know BFA for most part of my life in Bombay. BFA is a typical smart Sag from whom I've probably learnt the most. BFA's actual name is Carby but he'll kill me if I call him that. So BFA it is.

5. Fish, the Piscean- Roommate and partner in crime and everything else. We complete each other's sentences and giggle without having to communicate because we think of the same thing at the same time. We are vying for the Dostana Award for which we'd (surely?) be nominated 3 years from now. Vote for us!!! BIBLIOPHILE.

6. Woogs- Puny Libran who is OBSESSED with freaks of nature. She herself is a freak of nature. Almost everything around her is a freak of nature. BIBLIOPHILE.

7. Aats- Tall. I'd really like to call Woogs & Aats "Tall & Small" but it feels strange because I'm so accustomed to calling them Woogs & Aats. They're our neighbours in hostel. She's cold and ruthless but is somehow born under Pisces. Woogs & Aats are a riot together. When they're on a roll, they're unstoppable. You will DIE laughing. BIBLIOPHILE.

Fish, Woogs & Aats constitute "The Girls".

8. Purple- Confidante, rant depot and problem solver. Virgo with Mercury in Libra so you can imagine how much quibbling occurs between BlogOwner and Purple. Favourite pastime is making fun of me. It's so funny that I almost ask for it. Secretly, obviously (not so secret any more).