Monday, November 30, 2009

Home Sweet Home

Its been a couple of days since I came home, and my laptop is working as good as before, but its heating up too fast :-( wonder what is the problem now, hmmm have to manage that later. Did some chores in homa as usual, not much actually. When in hostel, I had some things in mind, but when I am actually here, situation is not the convenient...Hmmm... I am bored and irritated with the whole day. Like all days there was some nice things dat happened, but over all I just feel like shoutin at some1 now. I wanna blast some1 from d bottom of my heart...

I wonder wy some parents are so irresponsible that they just dont care what their kids do and how their kids are disturbing others. I am saying this specifically cuz one of the main reason I am extremely irritated is one such kid who lives near my apartment. Mom said today is Bharani deepam, so put some nice kolam, I said ok and I was putting, when that kid comes running and spreads my one hour's work all over the place. Neither did his mom shout at him nor did she say sorry nor anything. next time he did d same thing and his mom has d guts to laugh on my face!! ellaam en thala ezhuthu.!! cha...

I have neva seen a more naughty and yet scaredy cat kid before. The moment I go near him he starts crying and all, but when I am not looking, he is d worst mischievous kid ever... Hmmm... I dont like being irritated lik this and especially if i dont vent it out soon, i may end up shouting at some one else.. Hope that doesnt happen... Hmmm...

Just formatted my laptop yesterday. Guess that the performance is better, but it feels different and new and of course all the changes that I had made are gone, so feels alienated! hmmm some how hav got addicted to this little cute box of mine...I mean, I love my laptop!!! Lol....


Monday, November 9, 2009

wat becomes of our life?

I keep wondering this so many times.. I mean, look at Mendel, The great Genetics genius. A monk who discovered a pattern by growing pea plants. He defined the entity (gene) responsible for hereditary features from one generation to the other, and also the reason for variation. Poor guy, he took so much pains and spent so much effort and time and his findings were ignored by the scientific world till upto bout 80yrs after his death!!! Now, we, the next generation, we talk so highly of him and use his findings in our day to day study and research. But back then, poor guy died without being acknowledged for his finding.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Goldilocks

I am not talkin about the nursery story about Goldilocks and the three bears.. this is the name I had kept for a cute little kitten that I found a rainy night in my colony.. It was dark and dreary (power cut) and I loved roaming about in the cool night, so when I went down, I was standing, waiting for my dad, and suddenly something climbed onto my feet!! I bent down and took it into my hands, and that is my first feel of a baby cat, and my first scratch from one too.. obviously it tried to escape, but i jus held it close and I hugged it and I guess it preffered warmth to the cold outside, so it promptly fell asleep. I proudly took it home and declared that it was mine. Mom's reaction is predictable, she joked saying she was already the care-taker of a zoo (me and my sis) and did not need more!! Final verdict was my goldilocks was respectfully taken outside on the road and left there, with my dad consoling me that these animals know how to fend themselves and they did not need me!! right!!

style of writing

When I started writing this blog I dint kno how I shud write or what to write about.. that time vishvak sed write wateva yu feel lik, cuz its urs and only yu shud decide how and what shud be in it.. I guess I followed his words to a certain extent. today, I took the time off to read my older posts, and I realised dat it was all me.. At every post, in every description, I cud see the time, the place and the mood I was in when I wrote it.. I do not know how others perceive me or wat picture they get bout me from these random posts, but I loved the originality and the feel I got when I read the posts.. hmmm... Sometimes I amaze myself.. Lol...

i or I???

someone has commented that I should use capital 'I' and not 'i' when I am writing..
Dude, I know english, and am well familiar wit punctuation and all that...

its jus that, when I am writin, words jus flow and I dont bother if I type 'I' or 'i'... But I do try!!!! I sometimes forget to put 'I' and I dont think that makes a big deal in an informal writin as this blog is...

no offense meant... jus to clarify...

music

music for me, is lik anasthaesia, best medicine... I plug in my ear phones and that is it, I no longer care about anythin happenin arnd me.. Its not at all lik how they show in movies, lik ppl do stupid crazy things, no...Its a blissful existence, a time where I feel compeltely relaxed..
who cares if the Bitchy lecturer in class gives more marks to guys dan gals...
who cares wat gals are gossiping.. etc etc...
the time i go to coll and come bak, basically travellin by bus, generally stressful, but when listenin to songs, its makes a perfect start for the day...
even if I hav exam that day I make it a point to listen to music, dat way I relax and concentrate more...(exam ku atleast 2 hrs munnadiyaavathu padikanamla.. Lol...)

waiting

I hate waitin for results, and NO I am NOT talkin bout exam results... Wat I mean to say is I kno I hav applied for somethin or tried to get somethin, but dunno if I ll get it or not, and in that case, obviously I hate waitin...
basically cuz I dunno wat I shud do, try for other options?or wait... keepin on waitin is also not a brilliant idea... many times der is no point in waiting...
in this regard the song In the end by linkin park makes max sense...i really lik dat song a lot....talks about lot of stuff dat v wud hav experienced in life and hence it makes a lot of sense...

oh btw...

btw the worshtu in the beginning of prev post was borrowed from vishvak!!!

PS:: btw means by the way... dont raise an eyebrow, der r ppl who dont know this.....

home

worshtu tragedy ever.... I mean, I am damn lucky at times, but today mornin was.... TRAGEDY!! Reached early mornin around five..damn cold it was, and raining heavily also... Due to fate and lot other things, was stuck in the rain for two hours... finally reached home at eight only, cha...after comin, obviously mom was alredy sick wid worry, thank god for cell, they knew exactly wher I was.. so mom was ready with hot coffee and a yummy tasty steaming hot breakfast.. Wow...Bliss... And in the noon sis made chocolate coffee...damn tasty... hmmm day is turning out fine after all :-)

The big deal about comin home from hostel is the vareity, of food, ofcourse!!! appa and amma both shop for only those vegetables that i lik and so one...extra special attention... Lol... and its so damn nice to be bak here... as usual... as always...

Motherhood hack - Juice without a juicer!!

Necessity is the mother of all inventions ;-) and that is how I got this idea :P When buying oranges, I got the ones that are good for ju...