August 2006: leaving kyowadaini 305
August 2007: leaving 64/6 w.mains...
I don't know how I managed it but I did. Woke up today with a hangover at 1 in the afternoon, packed a suitcase and two big boxes, moved it all to a friends place where I'll be staying till I get a flat (hopefully soon), went across town for a flat viewing appointment,ran half a mile to catch a bus back, took a shower got ready for dinner at a friends, again another side of town...by the end of it all...even though I managed to do alot today, I don't know exactly how I did it...it was all such a rush. Now im back home, dead tired for one last time, sleeping on this bed for one last night. Still got some laundry do to and a box and some other stuff to haul over to temp flat in the early hours of morning. Then at 10 am, Mr. manager is gna come a -knockin' to check the place. My room is pretty alright..guess I can expect the deposit back. It better be so.
hmmm..doesnt look like tomorrow is gna be a chill out day either....more moving stuff, defrosting fridge, clearing a messy kitchen, bank stuff, dropping some clothes at cancer research .....guess i can relaaaax only after a few weeks...once i find,move and get settled in a place to call my own. I've had it with the moving. Also, NO INTERNET till i find a place so thats gna be a bit testing.
Have seen five flats till now, one was ...out of this world- clean, ikea furnishings, white carpets, gorgeous kitchen and large double bedrooms, en suit bathroom AND a communal garden AND holyrood park and the palace just 2 mintes walk away!! One place me n my current flatmate both loooved without any arguments! The landlord was sweet as well, a young guy...an architect... thereby explaining the excellent choice of interior designs. Anyway, the catch is..there is alot of competition for this place so he said he'll call us to let us know if we've got it. The wait is killing me coz want it soo bad. its gorgeous! Got my eyes n heart set on it. hope I won't have to get dissappointed coz the rest of the places are victorian tenement dumps compared to this one. fingers crossed.
Am very sad one of my uni friend is leaving for good. At his farewell dinner tonight, the food was good but the mood was bitter. If stress with moving wasnt enough by itself add to that the emotional turmoil of letting go...I did this whole thing a year ago dammit....now its happening all over again.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Sunday, August 26, 2007
dissertation status: over!
degree status: pending!
So this wait until November to find out if I get a Master of Science Degree or just a diploma is going to be intersting to say the least. The dissertation is the deciding factor. My work on it was a bit sketchy. Not sure if my not-so-rational arguements and methodological approach to policy research was academially valid, let alone intellectually stimulating. I was the last person in my course to submit my work and that too an hour late! I sat there trying to proof read and edit my 14700 word paper in front of a very pissed off postgrad secretary. Finally, she said its time she locked the office and went home after which I had no choice but to print my haphazard paper, un edited, un formatted, a mess- and sumbit it. I know right now what will play against me in marking-
a, Word count ...which was supposed to be 20,000.
b,lots of erronous writing
c, s fucked up title which I came up with in the last 2 minutes coz I had totally forgot about giving my work a title!!
d, a 2 paragraph disoriented conclusion written in 20 minutes.
e,awhole paragraph I was supposed to delete but forgot to in the last minute therefore looking like sore thumb in a fairly satisfactory flow of argument.
f, stands for FUCK!!!!!
g, alot more that two examiners are going to crtitique on.
Considering the above, my chances for a degree is on shaky grounds. I might get a 2 week period of revision if I come under the fail criteria. This is to improve the work a little so it can come up to a "proceed to MSc." criteria. But even of that does happen, it delays my graduation for up until a year!
This uncertainty imples that I cannot start looking for graduate jobs coz im not sure if im gratuating with a degree! As if I needed a reason NOT to job hunt in the first place. I was just looking through career services website for graduate jobs currently on offer...and there was nothing. Either their requirements put me off coz they asked for the PERFECT employable person or the job description itself was not my cup of ..erm..not my shot of tequila. I started with environmental consultant job search cz its relevant to my studies. But by the end of two hours, I was searching for jobs in publishing and editing, temping for lawyers, safari guides, and even law enforcement with the Strathcyle police!! Whatever will become of me. Meanwhile, I am slowly getting pressurized by mother dearest to start looking for the one...how she will not have me unmarried until im 30 or something. All this seems surreal to me- career,marriage, starting a family. I am old enough and I should get real but somehow,to borrow an analogy, peter pan still asks me to fly out the window. This is starting to be of some concern to me now.
Should I take it as it comes like i always have? Will things work out fine that way? Will life work out fine? The unanswered questions collected during this strange limbo is the worst of its kind.
I dont have a strategy for life, no game plan...I doubt many do either. My immediate hurdle is to find a decent flat and move in ASAP. Once thats realized will move on to the next question which is appropriately, "Now what?". Guess will take it as it comes coz I dont know any other way. I will not ask God for strength and clarity of vision for some gaol in life. Because what the guy does is just give you a trying situation to get yourself out of and "find" the strength in you yourself. All he does is give you a cloud of fog and mist to "find" what you search for.
degree status: pending!
So this wait until November to find out if I get a Master of Science Degree or just a diploma is going to be intersting to say the least. The dissertation is the deciding factor. My work on it was a bit sketchy. Not sure if my not-so-rational arguements and methodological approach to policy research was academially valid, let alone intellectually stimulating. I was the last person in my course to submit my work and that too an hour late! I sat there trying to proof read and edit my 14700 word paper in front of a very pissed off postgrad secretary. Finally, she said its time she locked the office and went home after which I had no choice but to print my haphazard paper, un edited, un formatted, a mess- and sumbit it. I know right now what will play against me in marking-
a, Word count ...which was supposed to be 20,000.
b,lots of erronous writing
c, s fucked up title which I came up with in the last 2 minutes coz I had totally forgot about giving my work a title!!
d, a 2 paragraph disoriented conclusion written in 20 minutes.
e,awhole paragraph I was supposed to delete but forgot to in the last minute therefore looking like sore thumb in a fairly satisfactory flow of argument.
f, stands for FUCK!!!!!
g, alot more that two examiners are going to crtitique on.
Considering the above, my chances for a degree is on shaky grounds. I might get a 2 week period of revision if I come under the fail criteria. This is to improve the work a little so it can come up to a "proceed to MSc." criteria. But even of that does happen, it delays my graduation for up until a year!
This uncertainty imples that I cannot start looking for graduate jobs coz im not sure if im gratuating with a degree! As if I needed a reason NOT to job hunt in the first place. I was just looking through career services website for graduate jobs currently on offer...and there was nothing. Either their requirements put me off coz they asked for the PERFECT employable person or the job description itself was not my cup of ..erm..not my shot of tequila. I started with environmental consultant job search cz its relevant to my studies. But by the end of two hours, I was searching for jobs in publishing and editing, temping for lawyers, safari guides, and even law enforcement with the Strathcyle police!! Whatever will become of me. Meanwhile, I am slowly getting pressurized by mother dearest to start looking for the one...how she will not have me unmarried until im 30 or something. All this seems surreal to me- career,marriage, starting a family. I am old enough and I should get real but somehow,to borrow an analogy, peter pan still asks me to fly out the window. This is starting to be of some concern to me now.
Should I take it as it comes like i always have? Will things work out fine that way? Will life work out fine? The unanswered questions collected during this strange limbo is the worst of its kind.
I dont have a strategy for life, no game plan...I doubt many do either. My immediate hurdle is to find a decent flat and move in ASAP. Once thats realized will move on to the next question which is appropriately, "Now what?". Guess will take it as it comes coz I dont know any other way. I will not ask God for strength and clarity of vision for some gaol in life. Because what the guy does is just give you a trying situation to get yourself out of and "find" the strength in you yourself. All he does is give you a cloud of fog and mist to "find" what you search for.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Military Tattoo- an experience worth the rain and money!
The 2007 Edinburgh Military Tattoo was simply amazing despite the light rain through out- a typically scottish expereince in a typically scottish weather. Never seen so many people in the city all at once. Despite the wet cold weather, the festival atmosphere was everywhere. Everyone seemed to be wearing those hideous one-size-fits-all ponchos with the scottish flag or the thistle flower printed on them. On the walk up to the castle, I was soon one of them, donning a yellow plastic rain poncho with scotland written all over it! We reached the castle just in time and the minute we settled in on our wet seats, the first performance started with a bang. It was the scottish military drill and band performances...imagine the sounds of a hundred bagpipes in the background of the castle at nighttime! That was followed by the taiwanese senior high school, all girls band which was quite amazing. Then there was the most amazing bike stunts I've ever seen in me life and we're talking 8 yr olds to 17 yr olds here! They ROCKed. Next up was the american and russian military band followed by the worlds only military steel drum band from trinidad and tobago! Fun fun. There was lot of fun stuff in between and as a finale ( my fav part), there was a lone scottish bagpiper playing on top of the castle with brilliant fireworks ... even when I think of it now I get goosebumps coz it was just so powerful and moving. One wierd thing was that on the eve of the 60th annivesary of my country's independence from the British, I had to stand for the English National Anthem at the end of the show! But it was all good. All in all, Im glad I didnt miss this. The entire experience was breathtaking. Its a little after midnight now, just got back home. And after a cup of extra strong expresso...im ready to stay up all night working on my dissertation. Will try and post some pics if they've come out nice. I still cant figure out alot of functions in my camera! :(
Monday, August 13, 2007
update on Dissertation and ME :)
Hello, Just dropped in for a bit to "take mind of dissertation". Am in the kitchen with my two other flatmates speed tying our dissertations. I have wasted alot of time no doubt and with about 10 days left, I was still finding new things to watch on youtube like Indian Idol!! The two of them came to my room today and dragged me out to sit with them in the bright kitchen without internet connection!! I did and it was a good thing. infact I should have done it ages ago. Coz without internet and in such a bright open room, u are bound to get some work done! I did about 1200 words today maing my total so far 7300. My ass hurts a bit coz of sitting for loooong hours typing. I have 20,000- 7300 words more to go. How much is that? I've been up working on this for 12 hours straight, I couldn't do the math if i tried.
Going to view a flat tomorrow. Have to move out by 29th. The twats hav also given a time. I feel like i have been living in a hotel for 9 months coz my "checkout time" is 11 am. Wonder if they'll fine me if I stay an hour longer hehe. Have got tickets or the Edinburgh Military Tattoo on tuesday. Its up at the castle but its been raining again so bet its gna be a wet evening. The festival season here is so great. Its a pity I cant make it to too many shows. Would love to catch a theatre and standup comedy at least but thats after 24th if im not too busy shifting flats.
On wed will be going for chak de india hehe..its on in the theatres here so I have succumbed to peer pressure even tho i actually should be sitting home typing some more.
I hate it that rare few days of scottish summer, the estival season and my dissertation all had to clash. But the day is near when my work shall be done here. I can just see my situation a night before the submission on 24th...last minute editing, formatting( which I suck at), sorting references, relaizing I havent yet written my abstract or acknowledgement bit and hurridly writing that, printing out 3 copies of my work which is ALOT of money, time and about 2100 pages. Getting it bound and fuck I cant breathe just thinking about it. I could try to avoid such a situation but knowing me I mostly likely cannot. Oh well..as long as I pass this freaking task. It was the worst thing I've ever had to do. Through this all I have learned one thing about myself...I cannot handle stress. My way of responding to stress and work load is sleeping..not coz im sleepy but because I try to escape reality by avoiding work. Also coz im shit lazy as fuck and no amount of me shouting retardedly to myself , " NO MORE OF THIS LAZY ACT"...It doesnt work at all. I have lost track of what im writing. I need sme sleep...not beor eI have a breakdown but before my laptp crashes coz its been thru alot of file load today. more later. Oh I statred this post with a hello..as in a ltetter style..coz I wanted to say hello to u guys coz its been so long. Not much news from ur side eitjer but im updating me.
night.
Going to view a flat tomorrow. Have to move out by 29th. The twats hav also given a time. I feel like i have been living in a hotel for 9 months coz my "checkout time" is 11 am. Wonder if they'll fine me if I stay an hour longer hehe. Have got tickets or the Edinburgh Military Tattoo on tuesday. Its up at the castle but its been raining again so bet its gna be a wet evening. The festival season here is so great. Its a pity I cant make it to too many shows. Would love to catch a theatre and standup comedy at least but thats after 24th if im not too busy shifting flats.
On wed will be going for chak de india hehe..its on in the theatres here so I have succumbed to peer pressure even tho i actually should be sitting home typing some more.
I hate it that rare few days of scottish summer, the estival season and my dissertation all had to clash. But the day is near when my work shall be done here. I can just see my situation a night before the submission on 24th...last minute editing, formatting( which I suck at), sorting references, relaizing I havent yet written my abstract or acknowledgement bit and hurridly writing that, printing out 3 copies of my work which is ALOT of money, time and about 2100 pages. Getting it bound and fuck I cant breathe just thinking about it. I could try to avoid such a situation but knowing me I mostly likely cannot. Oh well..as long as I pass this freaking task. It was the worst thing I've ever had to do. Through this all I have learned one thing about myself...I cannot handle stress. My way of responding to stress and work load is sleeping..not coz im sleepy but because I try to escape reality by avoiding work. Also coz im shit lazy as fuck and no amount of me shouting retardedly to myself , " NO MORE OF THIS LAZY ACT"...It doesnt work at all. I have lost track of what im writing. I need sme sleep...not beor eI have a breakdown but before my laptp crashes coz its been thru alot of file load today. more later. Oh I statred this post with a hello..as in a ltetter style..coz I wanted to say hello to u guys coz its been so long. Not much news from ur side eitjer but im updating me.
night.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
running with scissors
I had a dream a few months ago where a pair of scissors materialized in my hands out of nowhere and in desparate urgency I needed to get rid of it. I was running around silly, asking who's scissors it was and everyone just looked scard and tried to get away from me coz of the damn scissor and what I'd do with it! They were BIG steel scissors! haha.
I was running away from somebody as well, possibly a nun or a security because I was either in a convent or a mental asylum...not too sure which. I ran thru endless creepy corridors then ended up in an old graveyard where I heard a voice ask me whats wrong. But all I could see was a person in the shadows and I remember thinking, I dont know any one with that accent. It was an american accent! hehehe. So I ran back into the endless corridors instead of taking my chances in that graveyard! Theres more to the dream that involves finaly getting out of that creepy building and trying to find a road where I could catch a BUS to somewhere far away and then hearing a busy main road somwwhere close but not being able to bloody find it!
Anyway, that dream has haunted me since I first dreamt it, so I thought I should crack it and do an online dream analysis. I type in : "running with scissors" on google and all I get is stuff about some movie with apparently the same title. @#$%! I did look at the dream meanings of running and scissors separately but they almost contradict each other so it can't be right.
What could it mean and why think of it six months after? I mean I have countless wierd-freaky dreams and this was just one of them! I dont get it. :( Is very unsettling.
I was running away from somebody as well, possibly a nun or a security because I was either in a convent or a mental asylum...not too sure which. I ran thru endless creepy corridors then ended up in an old graveyard where I heard a voice ask me whats wrong. But all I could see was a person in the shadows and I remember thinking, I dont know any one with that accent. It was an american accent! hehehe. So I ran back into the endless corridors instead of taking my chances in that graveyard! Theres more to the dream that involves finaly getting out of that creepy building and trying to find a road where I could catch a BUS to somewhere far away and then hearing a busy main road somwwhere close but not being able to bloody find it!
Anyway, that dream has haunted me since I first dreamt it, so I thought I should crack it and do an online dream analysis. I type in : "running with scissors" on google and all I get is stuff about some movie with apparently the same title. @#$%! I did look at the dream meanings of running and scissors separately but they almost contradict each other so it can't be right.
What could it mean and why think of it six months after? I mean I have countless wierd-freaky dreams and this was just one of them! I dont get it. :( Is very unsettling.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
achievement
I spent 3 hours sincerely reading in the library today... minus maybe half an hour at starbucks which is a bad idea near libraries. I didnt read stuff about my dissertation topic. was more a book on how to write a dissertation- a guide book for first time researchers! A little too late on my time schedule but whatever... I feel damn hep and can now spend a few days wello-ing without guilt! Or maybe not..considering my enthu supervisor whos advice, by the way, is supposed to be considered "gold dust"...according to the book.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Thor's got his hammer back!
I woke up at 10 this morning with the shrill fire alarm. Its been happening alot lately just coz the smoke detectors at the flats are so sensitive. Frankly I think people who can't cook or use the damn hobs should not bother entering the kitchen at all.I used to follow the evacuation procedure at first and remember eyeing a hot firefighter at 4 am one morning.I thought I was still dreaming! Now its kind of like the boy who cried wolf. I couldn't care less, even after being warned by a fireman when he caught me hiding in the hall, refusing to get out of the building. It was cold!:(
Today, I didnt even bother getting out of my room. I peeped out the window and saw alot of people outside waiting for the firefighters..its standard procedure even if theres no real fire. After 15 minutes the alarm stopped and so I went back to sleep. I had a nasty dream after that like something out of a horrow movie. I was in an old abandoned indian palace and the floors had exquisite carvings so I wanted to take a picture of it with my cell phone cam. Then suddenly I saw a figure of a small boy run past my phone screen when there was no one around in reality.It freaked me out but I tried to take the picture again. The boy ran past the screen again, this time I swear he looked right at me. I screamed coz I knew it was a ghost.in the way you can "know" things for certain only in a dream. Then somewhere quite close by, I heard someone else scream and...thats all I can remember from that nightmare. I have a strange feeling there was more to it. I just remember being very scard. I woke up again at 3 pm(!!!) and it was dark and grey with the occasional thunder in the sky. The weather report had rightly predicted thunder n showers in the afternoon and I was just wondering ...hmm if thunder is an act of god how can metereologists 'predict' it?? I mean isn't god supposed to be this unpredictible thing acting according to fancy? Anyway, so I looked up at the dark sky and thought to myself, "IF there is a god..."
Now comes the eerie bit. I hadnt even completed that sentence in my head, infact I didnt even know what the remainder of the sentence would be, when there was a brilliant flash of lightening followed by the loudest thunder I've heard!! Soon it started pelting down, rain drops almost the size of hail...it was hail actually..coz the ground was scattered in white for a wee bit.It was the most wonderful thing I've seen in a long time. I felt like getting soaked in that rain. Some might chose to think it was nothing but coincidence- a drastic change in weather when thinking of god?(duh), thunder on a 'thursday'?(rrrRight!)[thursday is derived from Thor's day- Thor being the God of Thunder in Norse mythology]. I refuse to think it was mere coincidence, I think it was a sign...a sign from z Gods to show that I am a believer for a reason.:) hehe. Anyway, I love the sounds of thunder. Nothing screams POWER like thurderbolt and lightening and that soo turns me on..so I got my cheap thrill for the day! All that matters in the end.
Thunderbold n lightening very very frightening me! Galileo GALILEO Figaro magnifico!;)
Today, I didnt even bother getting out of my room. I peeped out the window and saw alot of people outside waiting for the firefighters..its standard procedure even if theres no real fire. After 15 minutes the alarm stopped and so I went back to sleep. I had a nasty dream after that like something out of a horrow movie. I was in an old abandoned indian palace and the floors had exquisite carvings so I wanted to take a picture of it with my cell phone cam. Then suddenly I saw a figure of a small boy run past my phone screen when there was no one around in reality.It freaked me out but I tried to take the picture again. The boy ran past the screen again, this time I swear he looked right at me. I screamed coz I knew it was a ghost.in the way you can "know" things for certain only in a dream. Then somewhere quite close by, I heard someone else scream and...thats all I can remember from that nightmare. I have a strange feeling there was more to it. I just remember being very scard. I woke up again at 3 pm(!!!) and it was dark and grey with the occasional thunder in the sky. The weather report had rightly predicted thunder n showers in the afternoon and I was just wondering ...hmm if thunder is an act of god how can metereologists 'predict' it?? I mean isn't god supposed to be this unpredictible thing acting according to fancy? Anyway, so I looked up at the dark sky and thought to myself, "IF there is a god..."
Now comes the eerie bit. I hadnt even completed that sentence in my head, infact I didnt even know what the remainder of the sentence would be, when there was a brilliant flash of lightening followed by the loudest thunder I've heard!! Soon it started pelting down, rain drops almost the size of hail...it was hail actually..coz the ground was scattered in white for a wee bit.It was the most wonderful thing I've seen in a long time. I felt like getting soaked in that rain. Some might chose to think it was nothing but coincidence- a drastic change in weather when thinking of god?(duh), thunder on a 'thursday'?(rrrRight!)[thursday is derived from Thor's day- Thor being the God of Thunder in Norse mythology]. I refuse to think it was mere coincidence, I think it was a sign...a sign from z Gods to show that I am a believer for a reason.:) hehe. Anyway, I love the sounds of thunder. Nothing screams POWER like thurderbolt and lightening and that soo turns me on..so I got my cheap thrill for the day! All that matters in the end.
Thunderbold n lightening very very frightening me! Galileo GALILEO Figaro magnifico!;)
Monday, May 07, 2007
as we lie in fields of gold...
I really want to play Fields of gold by eva cassidy or the sting version whatever...but it seems almost impossible right now. With the whole finger picking and capo on sixth.:( The one song I wna play and I can't. Besides even if i could play it, I wouldn't be able to sing along anyway. Dont have the voice for it. oh hell. :(
Sunday, May 06, 2007
maunday toosday wensday ...
I was so excited to see ass's article on Oita Shinbun. Really proud. Got my hands on a copy but couldn't read shit coz my kanjis have gone to the dogs thats why! So I bored Don on msn n made him translate it.
Oh I heart sundays so! ...even though it doesn't really matter now. Aside from my dissertation, Im done with school so no monday morning blues, mid week crisis or TGIFs...if days merged into one another, I couldn't tell- but what i CAN tell is when its Sunday! Something about this day, the city and me just automatically slip into a laze mode. Cancelled picnic and football at the meadows today ( a park in the city centre, not where the cows go moo. hehe ). The weather tricked us and was far too windy outside with a little rain so I couldn't be bothered. Think Ive disappointed a friend though..apparently she was up since morning making fajitas for the picnic! :( Hope quite a few showed up in spite of the weather to do her fajitas justice. Me, I've been on laze mode ...and also, things-r-not-perfect-But-for-this-one-day-fuck-it- mode as well. Bless sundays!
Got a guitar from this guy in the next flat. I have it till his exams get over on friday. So been messing around with it most of time since I got it, playing fav. tunes. Almost perfecting 'last kiss' by Pearl Jam now. Its hard coz I am playing with a bandaid on my thumb :( Literally ' played it till my fingers bled...it was the summer of sixty'...well 2007. I miss Japan and beppoooo beppu desu' so much right now, its was during this time last year I was trying to strum a guitar in vain, in my old room in san-maroo-go. That was during my thesis days as well. De ja Vu or rather history repeats itself ?!
K..will get back now..practice makes perfect:) and besides its so fun!! chu~
Oh I heart sundays so! ...even though it doesn't really matter now. Aside from my dissertation, Im done with school so no monday morning blues, mid week crisis or TGIFs...if days merged into one another, I couldn't tell- but what i CAN tell is when its Sunday! Something about this day, the city and me just automatically slip into a laze mode. Cancelled picnic and football at the meadows today ( a park in the city centre, not where the cows go moo. hehe ). The weather tricked us and was far too windy outside with a little rain so I couldn't be bothered. Think Ive disappointed a friend though..apparently she was up since morning making fajitas for the picnic! :( Hope quite a few showed up in spite of the weather to do her fajitas justice. Me, I've been on laze mode ...and also, things-r-not-perfect-But-for-this-one-day-fuck-it- mode as well. Bless sundays!
Got a guitar from this guy in the next flat. I have it till his exams get over on friday. So been messing around with it most of time since I got it, playing fav. tunes. Almost perfecting 'last kiss' by Pearl Jam now. Its hard coz I am playing with a bandaid on my thumb :( Literally ' played it till my fingers bled...it was the summer of sixty'...well 2007. I miss Japan and beppoooo beppu desu' so much right now, its was during this time last year I was trying to strum a guitar in vain, in my old room in san-maroo-go. That was during my thesis days as well. De ja Vu or rather history repeats itself ?!
K..will get back now..practice makes perfect:) and besides its so fun!! chu~
Thursday, May 03, 2007
Doctor Who?
If I ever had an aversion for anything sci fi, the Doctor has proved me wrong...
I am just soooo swooning over David Tennant..he is the BEST Doctor! Just cracks me up every time.
Its May! getting nice n sunny outside.Not much progress with the dissertation. Gta show first draft by month end and still..nothing! have to work on that. And ooo.. got my grades for a course today..and I got a 75% in my project. 75, in an essay in which I changed topics at the last minute and worked for barely 6 hours?!?! Yup...I'm gloating! Un fucking believable. I put in my lifes blood into something and I get SHIT, I put in almost nothing and I get results! What is that? Hand of god toying with me??ooOh..reminds me of a line from an episode
"Good guy: How will you do that? By the hand of God??
Bad guy: NO! by the fist of MAN!!" dishoom dishoom...hehe ...Im obsessed.sorry about that but don't you just love that line? I think its... so cool. :)
whatelse... went bowling tonight. Phantom, Sushi, The dude, Striker, Jacques, Champ, Ace, Speed and Blaze.Gotta love those names...I'm Blaze by the way. The coolest part is that I managed a strike..my very first!! I was so excited. I know I know..just ONE strike..how very lame-o..but I've noticed I get better every time. Super!
I am just soooo swooning over David Tennant..he is the BEST Doctor! Just cracks me up every time.
Its May! getting nice n sunny outside.Not much progress with the dissertation. Gta show first draft by month end and still..nothing! have to work on that. And ooo.. got my grades for a course today..and I got a 75% in my project. 75, in an essay in which I changed topics at the last minute and worked for barely 6 hours?!?! Yup...I'm gloating! Un fucking believable. I put in my lifes blood into something and I get SHIT, I put in almost nothing and I get results! What is that? Hand of god toying with me??ooOh..reminds me of a line from an episode
"Good guy: How will you do that? By the hand of God??
Bad guy: NO! by the fist of MAN!!" dishoom dishoom...hehe ...Im obsessed.sorry about that but don't you just love that line? I think its... so cool. :)
whatelse... went bowling tonight. Phantom, Sushi, The dude, Striker, Jacques, Champ, Ace, Speed and Blaze.Gotta love those names...I'm Blaze by the way. The coolest part is that I managed a strike..my very first!! I was so excited. I know I know..just ONE strike..how very lame-o..but I've noticed I get better every time. Super!
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Monday, April 30, 2007
What potent blood hath modest May!
Beltane is a celtic word meaning brilliant fire. Its celebrated on the eve of the first day of May to welcome spring/summer. Basically a pagan festival celebrating rebirth in nature. Every year in Edinburgh there's a massive bonfire on Calton hill. Got a chance to see it this year. Was expecting alot of pagan obscenity,half naked men and painted faces breathing fire.I got just that and more. We started with our walk up calton hill at 8:30pm. Reached there just in time to catch the sunset. Yup...sunset at 9 pm!
Anyway, so we were allowed alcohol in plastic bottles for safety reasons or whatever but I hadn't gone thru the pains of buying and decanting into pet bottle. Was a bit chilly up there and was just about cursing myself for not gettin-de-booze when brian opened his backpack and voila- cans n cans of beer! bless that irish lad. Also, for the first time in Edinburgh, with all its ban on smoking in public places including pubs...here I was..with a smoke in one hand, beer in another!AAAh!
Was Bliss ...except for the crowd of 15000.It was mad rush. Soon the festival started off with drumming and burning of giant penises and symbols of pagan God n Goddess on the acropolis. In the backdrop was an almost full moon. Was surreal. After that it was total chaos. Half the crowd followed the parade while the other I-thought-we-were-being-smart-half( included us) decided to get a good place to view the finale. We got good places alright...but to see an empty stage! We waited for 2 hours, in 7 degrees...waiting for the damn show to start. Apparently the parade went all the way around the hill so yea ..that took a bloody long time.Finally close to MIDNIGHT, thr was some action- fire torches and lo n behold NAKED PEOPLE!Lots of tits, no dicks! Fair??? But just when all us women in the crowd were about to get disappointed ..in came naked men...lots of them...bodies painted red..juggling fire and dancing like crazy fucks. Oooh it was quite good. By then, I'd forgotten how cold I was. Then the May queen took center stage and performed some obscene fucking ritual with a naked horned king and then more hooting and screaming. I HATED having to stand for 4 hours on my toes trying to get a good view. But the whole thing was a wild experience.
Was Bliss ...except for the crowd of 15000.It was mad rush. Soon the festival started off with drumming and burning of giant penises and symbols of pagan God n Goddess on the acropolis. In the backdrop was an almost full moon. Was surreal. After that it was total chaos. Half the crowd followed the parade while the other I-thought-we-were-being-smart-half( included us) decided to get a good place to view the finale. We got good places alright...but to see an empty stage! We waited for 2 hours, in 7 degrees...waiting for the damn show to start. Apparently the parade went all the way around the hill so yea ..that took a bloody long time.Finally close to MIDNIGHT, thr was some action- fire torches and lo n behold NAKED PEOPLE!Lots of tits, no dicks! Fair??? But just when all us women in the crowd were about to get disappointed ..in came naked men...lots of them...bodies painted red..juggling fire and dancing like crazy fucks. Oooh it was quite good. By then, I'd forgotten how cold I was. Then the May queen took center stage and performed some obscene fucking ritual with a naked horned king and then more hooting and screaming. I HATED having to stand for 4 hours on my toes trying to get a good view. But the whole thing was a wild experience.
...The pictures all came out so bad.:( I hate my camera. Got some good videos of 'the nakedness' though...may be I'll upload it on youtube. Saturday, April 28, 2007
This is SPARTAAA
Spartans, What is your profession???
-To get drunk when scantily clad!
Was supposed to be a '300' inspired maad night. Was still alright though. Dressed my worst in the last minute- was looking like a goth spartan more than anything else. Shud've put some effort coz some ppl had really got it going...the home made/rented costumes were great.Anyway,we came back early coz soon enough the dj set his stuff on repeat/ auto whatevr n disappeared and I wasnt getting drunk even after a 750 ml of smirnoff. i guess neither were the rest.hmmm!! Hope it wasnt cheap moonshine ..coz I'm not in for blindness after alcohol. Was a long taxi ride home and voila! here me am... hiccuping like crazy...i neeed wateer! ow haha starting to fucking hurt.Will get some water n zzz. night
-To get drunk when scantily clad!
Was supposed to be a '300' inspired maad night. Was still alright though. Dressed my worst in the last minute- was looking like a goth spartan more than anything else. Shud've put some effort coz some ppl had really got it going...the home made/rented costumes were great.Anyway,we came back early coz soon enough the dj set his stuff on repeat/ auto whatevr n disappeared and I wasnt getting drunk even after a 750 ml of smirnoff. i guess neither were the rest.hmmm!! Hope it wasnt cheap moonshine ..coz I'm not in for blindness after alcohol. Was a long taxi ride home and voila! here me am... hiccuping like crazy...i neeed wateer! ow haha starting to fucking hurt.Will get some water n zzz. night
Monday, April 02, 2007
hate at first sight
Love is all we need? NOT. Thats what everybody talks about isnt it? LOVE, love and more of it. Thats even what makes the world go around, apparently! But lets stop and look at Hate for a wee bit -a perfectly natural emotion, an equal contender and yet a complementary aspect of love. Lets be thankful for all the hate in this world for without it we would not know the true meaning of love, let alone learn to value it for everything it is. Rock legends, Def Lepperd have sung about times when love and hate collide. There is nothing of that sort here. What follows is just an analysis of pure HATE or atleast an attempt at analyzing this often "hated" emotion by means of a series of unweighted questions.
When does pure hatred and a mere dislike merge into one? When does one stop knowing which is which? What was this hatred born of? What or whom is it going to destroy? What is the purpose of this hate? Why is it so often blinding and intense?Does it make you wake up angry each morning or is it just mere irritation for a short while? Does it make you resort to something to relieve the disgusting feeling you carry around with yourself? Is it helping at all? Did you want to be a hater? Do you want to be a hater? If not, do you feel you can't help it? How long can you go on hating before it consumes you? Do you hate in secret or do you let it be known? Can you forgive? Can you forget? What do you think about the phrase, 'Live and Let Live' and 'Let bygones be bygones'? Are you too hard on yourself sometimes or are you too hard on others? Do you give them a second chance? Or do you even give them a chance at all? How is hate affecting your life? Has it caused any changes in every day behavior?Does it hurt to hate or does it bring you joy? Does it drive you insane or do you find an explosion of creativity and focus while at it?
Well, nothing new or "profound" has come out of this analysing bullshit. I just HATE it when I can't answer questions especially if they're my own! I need to wind up this post right here. So, for concluding thoughts, in terms of emotions and their relation to music, if I was feeling LOVE and if I were a music conductor with that silly stick they wave ard, I could maybe come up with a sweet tune. Mostly of angellic, lullaby-ish sort which'll put eveyone to sleep. But very sweet, Very...peaceful and all that. Now If I was feeling Hate on the other hand...it would be a grand symphony of pure and unrestrained heat, frenzied notes that come together to sound like what could possibly be a jaw dropping performance that deserves a standing ovation! There lies the difference between the two. Also, a similarity in that there is undeniably creative beauty in both.
When does pure hatred and a mere dislike merge into one? When does one stop knowing which is which? What was this hatred born of? What or whom is it going to destroy? What is the purpose of this hate? Why is it so often blinding and intense?Does it make you wake up angry each morning or is it just mere irritation for a short while? Does it make you resort to something to relieve the disgusting feeling you carry around with yourself? Is it helping at all? Did you want to be a hater? Do you want to be a hater? If not, do you feel you can't help it? How long can you go on hating before it consumes you? Do you hate in secret or do you let it be known? Can you forgive? Can you forget? What do you think about the phrase, 'Live and Let Live' and 'Let bygones be bygones'? Are you too hard on yourself sometimes or are you too hard on others? Do you give them a second chance? Or do you even give them a chance at all? How is hate affecting your life? Has it caused any changes in every day behavior?Does it hurt to hate or does it bring you joy? Does it drive you insane or do you find an explosion of creativity and focus while at it?
Well, nothing new or "profound" has come out of this analysing bullshit. I just HATE it when I can't answer questions especially if they're my own! I need to wind up this post right here. So, for concluding thoughts, in terms of emotions and their relation to music, if I was feeling LOVE and if I were a music conductor with that silly stick they wave ard, I could maybe come up with a sweet tune. Mostly of angellic, lullaby-ish sort which'll put eveyone to sleep. But very sweet, Very...peaceful and all that. Now If I was feeling Hate on the other hand...it would be a grand symphony of pure and unrestrained heat, frenzied notes that come together to sound like what could possibly be a jaw dropping performance that deserves a standing ovation! There lies the difference between the two. Also, a similarity in that there is undeniably creative beauty in both.
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Exam hell!
Memory of a goldfish= Being in hell for 120 minutes, watching the seconds hand tick away on the wall clock and waiting for salvation.
Hoping tomorrows paper wont be half as bad as todays.
Hoping tomorrows paper wont be half as bad as todays.
Friday, March 16, 2007
Reminiscing
Lol...I just came across this while cleaning out my inbox. Its an assignment I wrote a couple of years ago for a class on Film studies. I'll be damned but I seriously cannot make shit out
from this stuff!! What is FS, CU and those numbers..?? movie frames?? pan in, pan out..???beats me! How I wish I knew it. Serves me right for drawing tony montana on the class room desk and not paying attention.Given my drab course right now, I suddenly find film studies so interesting. I remember I took two classes in undergrad on Film. One was by bastard boy P. Close. The class was beautifully called "images and reality of the asia pacific". We were shown an art film from different countries every week and had to write an analysis and post in on the Webct forum. I hardly went for classes although some films like 'once were warriors' abt Maori culture was really nice. King and I was apparently shown in class once. I slept in that morning and asked a friend abt the film shown so I could post the review and get my attendence. The minute she said king and I, I was like right..thanks, bye and got down to writing. Little did I know it was the old black n white version and I had just posted my review..full of raves for chou yon fat and jodie foster's excellent acting from the new version!! lol. I got a C in that course. Cant help smiling thinking of those days.
Film: Man of Aran
: Robert Flaherty
Summary of events: Continuity, Major scenes and their themes from the shot list.
Continuity
Major scene
Theme
１．Introduction to farming in Aran
ï¼’．Farming Procedures
３．Subtitle-seaweed
4. Subtitle -soil
5. Fixing boat
6. Boy fishing
7. Boy spots something in water
8. Basking shark Fishing
9. subtitle on bask fishing
10. women waiting and looking out in anticipation
11. Subtitle
12. Bringing home the catch.
13. Woman and children wait in anticipation
14. Shark on the shore
15. Preparing pot for collecting shark liver oil.
16.Subtitle-Cauldron
17. Subtitle- schools of shark…
18. Out for fishing again
19. Waiting in anticipation on the land
20. Wind and Foaming Sea.
21. Return of boat
*Landscape FS
*Man with Axe
* Man hitting rocks
*Loading seaweeds on horses.
* Family leading horse with seaweed to the shore.
* Woman and boy looking for soil in crevices of rocks 85-106
*upturned boat
* enter man with pot
*fixing hole in boat 108-112
* Ariel view of water and cliff
* Boy takes out crab and prepares bait. 119-234
*Spots a basking shark on the water. CU 236-256
* A harpooned shark and men in boat.
* Struggle with shark
* loosing shark from harpoon.
* Men at sea
* Spot shark
*struggle with catch
* Woman standing and looking out to the sea with a basket of seaweeds.
* men pulling shark
* woman looking out of window
* Boy takes potatoes
* Woman knitting and looking out the window.
*lamp burning
* Villagers crowding in on the shoreline to see the catch.
*Rolling pot/cauldron
* light fire for the cauldron
* Skinning and dissecting shark.
* A school of sharks…shark fins above the water surface.
* Men go to sea.
* Boy follows
*denial for the boy
*show of disappointment
* burning lamp CU
*sleeping boy
* lamp blows out
* boy awakes with gust of wind through window
*spray of mists and water on land
*woman and boy looking out for the boat on sea* boat appears.
*Struggle of men in boat the stormy weather.
* Finally makes it, wary yet triumphant back to the shore.
Farming in barren conditions-hard work and labor.
An important event in the lives of the people of Aran.
The source of their livelihood and basic necessities like oil for burning lamp from shark liver, etc.
Rarity of catches while fishing for basking sharks.The way of life for the people of Aran, as if like in a cursed land, people have to work very hard in extreme conditions to for survival.
"???????????????" How can I not remember the slightest detail of this? Its like it almost never happened.
from this stuff!! What is FS, CU and those numbers..?? movie frames?? pan in, pan out..???beats me! How I wish I knew it. Serves me right for drawing tony montana on the class room desk and not paying attention.Given my drab course right now, I suddenly find film studies so interesting. I remember I took two classes in undergrad on Film. One was by bastard boy P. Close. The class was beautifully called "images and reality of the asia pacific". We were shown an art film from different countries every week and had to write an analysis and post in on the Webct forum. I hardly went for classes although some films like 'once were warriors' abt Maori culture was really nice. King and I was apparently shown in class once. I slept in that morning and asked a friend abt the film shown so I could post the review and get my attendence. The minute she said king and I, I was like right..thanks, bye and got down to writing. Little did I know it was the old black n white version and I had just posted my review..full of raves for chou yon fat and jodie foster's excellent acting from the new version!! lol. I got a C in that course. Cant help smiling thinking of those days.
Film: Man of Aran
: Robert Flaherty
Summary of events: Continuity, Major scenes and their themes from the shot list.
Continuity
Major scene
Theme
１．Introduction to farming in Aran
ï¼’．Farming Procedures
３．Subtitle-seaweed
4. Subtitle -soil
5. Fixing boat
6. Boy fishing
7. Boy spots something in water
8. Basking shark Fishing
9. subtitle on bask fishing
10. women waiting and looking out in anticipation
11. Subtitle
12. Bringing home the catch.
13. Woman and children wait in anticipation
14. Shark on the shore
15. Preparing pot for collecting shark liver oil.
16.Subtitle-Cauldron
17. Subtitle- schools of shark…
18. Out for fishing again
19. Waiting in anticipation on the land
20. Wind and Foaming Sea.
21. Return of boat
*Landscape FS
*Man with Axe
* Man hitting rocks
*Loading seaweeds on horses.
* Family leading horse with seaweed to the shore.
* Woman and boy looking for soil in crevices of rocks 85-106
*upturned boat
* enter man with pot
*fixing hole in boat 108-112
* Ariel view of water and cliff
* Boy takes out crab and prepares bait. 119-234
*Spots a basking shark on the water. CU 236-256
* A harpooned shark and men in boat.
* Struggle with shark
* loosing shark from harpoon.
* Men at sea
* Spot shark
*struggle with catch
* Woman standing and looking out to the sea with a basket of seaweeds.
* men pulling shark
* woman looking out of window
* Boy takes potatoes
* Woman knitting and looking out the window.
*lamp burning
* Villagers crowding in on the shoreline to see the catch.
*Rolling pot/cauldron
* light fire for the cauldron
* Skinning and dissecting shark.
* A school of sharks…shark fins above the water surface.
* Men go to sea.
* Boy follows
*denial for the boy
*show of disappointment
* burning lamp CU
*sleeping boy
* lamp blows out
* boy awakes with gust of wind through window
*spray of mists and water on land
*woman and boy looking out for the boat on sea* boat appears.
*Struggle of men in boat the stormy weather.
* Finally makes it, wary yet triumphant back to the shore.
Farming in barren conditions-hard work and labor.
An important event in the lives of the people of Aran.
The source of their livelihood and basic necessities like oil for burning lamp from shark liver, etc.
Rarity of catches while fishing for basking sharks.The way of life for the people of Aran, as if like in a cursed land, people have to work very hard in extreme conditions to for survival.
"???????????????" How can I not remember the slightest detail of this? Its like it almost never happened.
the BIG one
I just submitted my last assignment for this course and it was by far the worst essay I have ever written in my life! Hoping it wont get me a D- again. Slept for 2 hours last night! Wretched course work!
Anyway, thats done and Im sure I wont be missing writing essays for a long long time now. Oh expect my exam next week requires essay type answers . But AFTER that....woohoo! Oh . expect I still got my 20,000 words dissertation to go...BUT ..and this time for real...AFTER that dissertation ....Im officially done with exams and essays. I had to travel half way around the world, get into a good school, spend a fortune on overseas tuiton... only to to find out...I ABSOLUTELY HATE STUDYING WITH A PASSION!! But the cool bit is..provided everything goes well with the marking..I'll actually be a Master of Science! Thats fucking hilarious. I often wonder what it wudve been like if I had stuck with arts and pursued that instead. Oh well...I'd probably be screaming I HATE JOHN KEATS WITH A PASSION! ( although very unlikely)
In other news,
I bid in an auction for an original cartoon sketch for Comic Relief. After paying rent last week I hardly have shit in my bank account and im unemployed at the mo. But for pure thrill, I bid £1500 for the piece!! And thank heavens someone outbid me... I wudve been so wonderfully fucked otherwise, it wudnt have been the least bit funny. Although for a good cause (60% of funds frm RND go to poor in Africa, 40% in UK), being a student and pretty much dirt poor, means I cant possibly be in a position for such generousity. I can only do what I can. Bought a RND badge instead . Its blood metal red, got glitters n golden lettering n everything. real pretty and for a good cause :)
The email I was more than happy to recieve:
[ Hi...Thank you so much for your kind bid for the Gerald Scarfe original cartoon... Unfortunately, you have been out-bid at £1800...But you are more than welcome to have another go...Best wishes - Andrew and the team...A n d r e w C J e f f r e y
Online Producer BBC One Politics Show ]
have another go?? erm...I think I'll pass for now but *Sigh.......someday and/or some life!!* I'll be a filthy rich bitch like one of those proper ladiezz dressed in nothing but Valentino and Manolos...enough diamonds on me to sink the titanic...maybe a miniature poodle in my Gucci clutch or hmm..maybe an exotic clouded leopard on a leash..lol. I better stop it right here.Im stereotyping.
If you're up for the Big One this Red Nose Day, go to http://www.rednoseday.com/
Anyway, thats done and Im sure I wont be missing writing essays for a long long time now. Oh expect my exam next week requires essay type answers . But AFTER that....woohoo! Oh . expect I still got my 20,000 words dissertation to go...BUT ..and this time for real...AFTER that dissertation ....Im officially done with exams and essays. I had to travel half way around the world, get into a good school, spend a fortune on overseas tuiton... only to to find out...I ABSOLUTELY HATE STUDYING WITH A PASSION!! But the cool bit is..provided everything goes well with the marking..I'll actually be a Master of Science! Thats fucking hilarious. I often wonder what it wudve been like if I had stuck with arts and pursued that instead. Oh well...I'd probably be screaming I HATE JOHN KEATS WITH A PASSION! ( although very unlikely)
In other news,
I bid in an auction for an original cartoon sketch for Comic Relief. After paying rent last week I hardly have shit in my bank account and im unemployed at the mo. But for pure thrill, I bid £1500 for the piece!! And thank heavens someone outbid me... I wudve been so wonderfully fucked otherwise, it wudnt have been the least bit funny. Although for a good cause (60% of funds frm RND go to poor in Africa, 40% in UK), being a student and pretty much dirt poor, means I cant possibly be in a position for such generousity. I can only do what I can. Bought a RND badge instead . Its blood metal red, got glitters n golden lettering n everything. real pretty and for a good cause :)
The email I was more than happy to recieve:
[ Hi...Thank you so much for your kind bid for the Gerald Scarfe original cartoon... Unfortunately, you have been out-bid at £1800...But you are more than welcome to have another go...Best wishes - Andrew and the team...A n d r e w C J e f f r e y
Online Producer BBC One Politics Show ]
have another go?? erm...I think I'll pass for now but *Sigh.......someday and/or some life!!* I'll be a filthy rich bitch like one of those proper ladiezz dressed in nothing but Valentino and Manolos...enough diamonds on me to sink the titanic...maybe a miniature poodle in my Gucci clutch or hmm..maybe an exotic clouded leopard on a leash..lol. I better stop it right here.Im stereotyping.
If you're up for the Big One this Red Nose Day, go to http://www.rednoseday.com/
Friday, March 09, 2007
Monday, March 05, 2007
'anybody else want to have a little...giggul??'
An emperor who cant pwonounce his r's ! Naughtius Maximus, Sillius Sodus, Bigus Dickus ....this is classic Monty python humor right here! :)
Watch 'Biggus Dickus' clip here!
lol
xxxx
Watch 'Biggus Dickus' clip here!
lol
xxxx
Monday, February 26, 2007
nevr give up my fight..yaa maan!
OMG its love! with samba. I mean with samba's voice! He aint too bad looking either :).
So, Nepali bob marley??? heheheha! umm, y not?!
Love the last bit..."haat ma haat milai badau agi, jaaga jaaga aba sabai jaaga, andakar bata sabai niska" ...lol. Nice try I say.
Other random stuff --- good sounds from The Edge.
On a last note, ...."Beehold", said jaa Lord, "dere be a suppah whr we'l eat togeda, oatmeal porridge by de fai-yah! "...hmmm...never mind that. Below: rastafari depiction of 'The Last supper'.
One love,
S. xxxx
:)
So, Nepali bob marley??? heheheha! umm, y not?!
Love the last bit..."haat ma haat milai badau agi, jaaga jaaga aba sabai jaaga, andakar bata sabai niska" ...lol. Nice try I say.
Other random stuff --- good sounds from The Edge.
On a last note, ...."Beehold", said jaa Lord, "dere be a suppah whr we'l eat togeda, oatmeal porridge by de fai-yah! "...hmmm...never mind that. Below: rastafari depiction of 'The Last supper'.
One love,
S. xxxx
:)
Sunday, February 25, 2007
hana yori dango...tte??
Many shades of Shun Oguri...I think I like them all!
This is a still from the terebi dorama Hana yori dango( boys of flowers??) Oguri as Hanasakawa Rui. Its a funny n romantic , two season soap--dreamy boys, love triangles..aaah what more cud a dorama addict want?? He is currently competing with or actually, has beaten fair n square, my previous TV bf - Wenty of Prison Break fame. Bye bye wenty, you surprise me no more and never show ur tattoo since u broke out of Fox river.
~ Hanasakawa Rui no koto ga. . . no koto . . . ga. . . hontoni . . . daisukiiii!! ~ (<*-*>) Warai!
Hungry eyes, STILL ?
Feast upon...
Jay Chou!! .. kare mo kakkoii to omo! :) I sure like them pretty.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Caution: MIK( men in kilts)
Well a Scotsman clad in kilt left a bar one evening fair,
And one could tell by how he walked he’d drunk more than his share.
He fumbled ‘round until he could no longer keep his feet,
And he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o
Ring-da-diddly-ai-0, He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
(picture: Kilted Ewan!! Yum!)
About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by,
One says to the other with a twinkle in her eye
See yon sleeping Scotsman, so strong and handsome build,
I wonder if it’s true what they don’t wear beneath the kilt?
Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o
Ring-da-diddly-ai-o
I wonder if it’s true what they don’t wear beneath the kilt?
They crept up on the sleeping Scotsman, quiet as could be,
Lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see.
And there, behold, for them to view beneath his Scottish skirt,
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth.
Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o
Ring-da-diddly-ai-o
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth.
They marveled for a moment than one said, “we must be gone,
Let’s leave a present for our friend before we move along".
As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied into a bow,
Around the bonny-star the Scot’s kilt did lift and show.
Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o
Ring-da-diddly-ai-o
Around the bonny-star the Scot’s kilt did lift and show.
Now the Scotsman woke to nature’s call and stumbled towards a tree,
Behind the bush he lifts his kilt and gawks at what he sees.
And in a startled voice he says to what’s before his eyes,
“Lad I don’t know where ya been but I see you won first prize.
Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o
Ring-da-diddly-ai-o
Lad I don’t know where ya been but I see you won first prize.
Celebrating the joys of seeing men in their kilts...Happy International Kilts Day!!( 22 Feb, 2007)
In Other News, Ewan Mcgregor is Live on the university radio station Fresh Air tomorrow 6-8pm!! Will try n tune in just coz I love the man...more so when kilted!:)
And one could tell by how he walked he’d drunk more than his share.
He fumbled ‘round until he could no longer keep his feet,
And he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o
Ring-da-diddly-ai-0, He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
(picture: Kilted Ewan!! Yum!)
About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by,
One says to the other with a twinkle in her eye
See yon sleeping Scotsman, so strong and handsome build,
I wonder if it’s true what they don’t wear beneath the kilt?
Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o
Ring-da-diddly-ai-o
I wonder if it’s true what they don’t wear beneath the kilt?
They crept up on the sleeping Scotsman, quiet as could be,
Lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see.
And there, behold, for them to view beneath his Scottish skirt,
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth.
Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o
Ring-da-diddly-ai-o
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth.
They marveled for a moment than one said, “we must be gone,
Let’s leave a present for our friend before we move along".
As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied into a bow,
Around the bonny-star the Scot’s kilt did lift and show.
Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o
Ring-da-diddly-ai-o
Around the bonny-star the Scot’s kilt did lift and show.
Now the Scotsman woke to nature’s call and stumbled towards a tree,
Behind the bush he lifts his kilt and gawks at what he sees.
And in a startled voice he says to what’s before his eyes,
“Lad I don’t know where ya been but I see you won first prize.
Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o
Ring-da-diddly-ai-o
Lad I don’t know where ya been but I see you won first prize.
Celebrating the joys of seeing men in their kilts...Happy International Kilts Day!!( 22 Feb, 2007)
In Other News, Ewan Mcgregor is Live on the university radio station Fresh Air tomorrow 6-8pm!! Will try n tune in just coz I love the man...more so when kilted!:)
Saturday, February 17, 2007
If ur a pirate, I dont believe it...
There was a pirates vs beach bums charity party earlier for an initiative saving whales n dolphins. I eventually couldn't go for it but I was thinking of dressing up as a pirate coz they're so much more cooler than beach bums any given day! However I heard this funny song which kinda sucks coz it says " you're the worst pirate in the world, coz ur a girl!" lol. But its a good song none the less. The worst pirate by Ceann Ne Caca.
Had a Chinese new year party in my flat tonight- lots of chinese food, lots of alcohol, lots of really drunk people...
Had a Chinese new year party in my flat tonight- lots of chinese food, lots of alcohol, lots of really drunk people...
Friday, February 16, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Varentine
Happy valentines day to all I love and all who love me :)
minna ga shizoned_souru no daisuki na hitotachi da yo! zutto zuuttooo daisuki na tomodachi ! <((^0^))>
lots of love and mush,
Moi xxxx
Nihongo renshyu shinai to mottainai ne...:( korekara watashi no ブãƒãƒƒã‚°ga nihongo de yaritai!! ganbarimasu! :)
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Distant dreams rise like incense
Something about the far east, the orient...can't deny the sheer beauty. Spent four years in Japan largely binge drinking, bad singing in karaoke and wasting undergraduate years. It was fun but when it came to learning about the culture itself, I doubt I willingly and out of geniuine interest tried too hard. When and where I could, I ofcourse took the opportunity to get into the history of things, learnt tea ceremony, tried wadaiko and took part in the seasonal festivals that abound in Japan. It was all great. However, it was only after leaving the east and trying to find solid ground in the west, I realized the true extent of all the beauty I'd left behind. In all fairness, europe or rather UK is a good place to be. Fun ...and thats about it. The landscape and countrysides are vast and beautiful in its own right. If I look at Scotland, the history, culture and ancient legends of this place no doubt has a charm of its own, a charm that infact must've been quite strong as it managed to pull me towards it. But none the less, if I had to choose, undiplomatically, which side of the world I prefer...I'd say ...handsdown...the east! I come from the east myself and I love & respect my culture( what to do..'east is east' only) heehee. Travelling makes you aware of different kinds of cultures while bringing you closer to your own in some ways. Incase anyone is wondering what the hells gotten into me and where am I going with all this talk of east n west... its coz I just watched a movie set in 928 AD, China, Tang Dynasty called 'The curse of the golden flower'. Good movie but it wasn't until the end as the credits rolled that got me thinking. The end credits had this chinese song...didnt't understand shit but real good on the ears. It had english subtitles as was with the entire film and the lyrics just seemingly cast a spell on me, if thats possible at all!! Makes you wonder what shallow shit we listen to normally with our ______ ( insert fav. singer/band here). OK ...They are not all shallow and shit coz I personally love a few songs myself but in comparision to these words which are typical of eastern poetry and song, how they linger and wrap around you, lap you up like waves on the shore...the "western" songs/lyrics seem like a mere poke on your crusty emotions. This kinda songs on the other hand...it evokes from deep within, the strangest emotions you thought you never had in you! Atleast it had this effect on me. Guess it comes down to what a person can relate to. Anyway without further adoooo, I present to youuuu... JU HUA TAI by Jay Chou.
Your tears glisten. laced with pain. (ni de lei guang. rou ruo zhong dai shang)
The crescent moon hangs in the past...pale with sickness.(chan bai de yue wan wan...gou zhu guo wang)
Cool Night, too long...turns to frost.(ye tai man chang ...ning jie cheng le shuang)
Who is on the Tower...frozen in despair? (shi shui zai ge lou shang bing leng de jue wang)
The rain drums lightly on a crimson pane.( yu qing qing tan)
My destiny is written on paper. fluttering in the wind.
Distant dreams...rise like incense
melting into night...is your image.
Chrysanthemums fall...weeping to the ground ( ju hua chan man di shang)
traces of your smile
your heart is empty now
my thought quietly rests...the north wind blows
Not yet dawn. your shadow clear and close.
Only companion of my soul...on the lake. a couple mirrored.
Blossoms of the evening air...beauty undimmed...scatter everywhere.
A fate hard to swallow
Sadness. Do not cross the river...your autumn heart will sink.
Drowning in longing...you will not reach the other shore.
Whose hills and rivers...echo with the clamor of hooves.
My armor is shredded...by the dividing hour.
The sky slowly brightens. Your sighs. Silk soft...
weave a night of sorrow. So fragile. so spare.
Crysanthamums fall...weeping to the ground
traces of you smile, your heart is empty now.
My thought quietly rests...the north wind blows.
Almost dawn..your shadow clear and close.
Only companion of my soul...on the lake a couple reflected.
Crysanthamums fall...in the cool night air
Traces of your smile, your heart is empty now.
My thought quietly rests...the north wind blows.
Almost dawn..your shadow so close
Only companion of my soul...on the lake...the two of us.
Your tears glisten. laced with pain. (ni de lei guang. rou ruo zhong dai shang)
The crescent moon hangs in the past...pale with sickness.(chan bai de yue wan wan...gou zhu guo wang)
Cool Night, too long...turns to frost.(ye tai man chang ...ning jie cheng le shuang)
Who is on the Tower...frozen in despair? (shi shui zai ge lou shang bing leng de jue wang)
The rain drums lightly on a crimson pane.( yu qing qing tan)
My destiny is written on paper. fluttering in the wind.
Distant dreams...rise like incense
melting into night...is your image.
Chrysanthemums fall...weeping to the ground ( ju hua chan man di shang)
traces of your smile
your heart is empty now
my thought quietly rests...the north wind blows
Not yet dawn. your shadow clear and close.
Only companion of my soul...on the lake. a couple mirrored.
Blossoms of the evening air...beauty undimmed...scatter everywhere.
A fate hard to swallow
Sadness. Do not cross the river...your autumn heart will sink.
Drowning in longing...you will not reach the other shore.
Whose hills and rivers...echo with the clamor of hooves.
My armor is shredded...by the dividing hour.
The sky slowly brightens. Your sighs. Silk soft...
weave a night of sorrow. So fragile. so spare.
Crysanthamums fall...weeping to the ground
traces of you smile, your heart is empty now.
My thought quietly rests...the north wind blows.
Almost dawn..your shadow clear and close.
Only companion of my soul...on the lake a couple reflected.
Crysanthamums fall...in the cool night air
Traces of your smile, your heart is empty now.
My thought quietly rests...the north wind blows.
Almost dawn..your shadow so close
Only companion of my soul...on the lake...the two of us.
highs n lows of a weekend
Saturday night, 2 am: Tonight I find myself on a major guilt trip- guilty and ashamed of the fact that men can cook better and keep their flats tidier than I can. It was Japanese night at sytzes place. And the food was just unbelievable!! Him and Yoichi spent hours preparing it while we dropped in just in time for dinner with more bottles of wine than necessary. There was miso shiru complete wt the shiitake mushrooms, spinach salad with sesame dressing, cucumber & squid salad, (wakame) seaweed wt vinegar and shoyu, spicy squid rings, nikujyaga, gobo kimpura and what more?? even home made yakitori on sticks!! and those were just the starters... Oh boy! For the main course, we had soba( buckwheat noodles) in a soup with duck. We opened a bottle of Shirotsuru sake and had azuki beans and toasted mocchi for dessert, finishing off with a cup of hot green tea! With Mr. children playing in the background, I felt I was back in Japan and since all of us at the table were either Japanese, spent time in japan or learnt the language out of interest, most of the conversation was in japanese. Tanoshikatta. heehee. Met a funny german who's into computers and cakes. Proud of his baking skills, he showed pictures of his works....and they looked gorgeous!! Yet again, I felt the shame coming over me as he went on about how to make the perfect lemon cake. I dont know shit about baking!! To seem interested, I asked a rather silly question me thinks...sumthing to do with cornflour...I dont even remember what I asked or meant, but I did get a rather long reply which went over my head. How embarassing. Have to google- 'how to bake good' soon.
Got the recipe for tori no karaage though. Will have to try it coz i loove karaage and have almost forgotten what it tastes like. All in all, was a good night unlike friday when I was so bloody upset. Was denied entry coz of wrong ID!! Verry verry pissing off. They just wudnt let me in!! I doubt I look under 18. Buggers!! So I actually had to come back home while the rest went in coz roys band had a gig there. Tried a nice pub in town earlier so I wouldnt call it a completely ruined night. None the less, the whole epsiode, standing in the snow, trying to convince the bouncers was quite mortifying. In the past, when I didnt have any Id on me, they've made a fuss but have almost always let me in. Baaah! Them effin .......
Oh well, let bygones be bygones and so on n so on...tomorrow's gna be a laaazy sunday thats for sure:).
Got the recipe for tori no karaage though. Will have to try it coz i loove karaage and have almost forgotten what it tastes like. All in all, was a good night unlike friday when I was so bloody upset. Was denied entry coz of wrong ID!! Verry verry pissing off. They just wudnt let me in!! I doubt I look under 18. Buggers!! So I actually had to come back home while the rest went in coz roys band had a gig there. Tried a nice pub in town earlier so I wouldnt call it a completely ruined night. None the less, the whole epsiode, standing in the snow, trying to convince the bouncers was quite mortifying. In the past, when I didnt have any Id on me, they've made a fuss but have almost always let me in. Baaah! Them effin .......
Oh well, let bygones be bygones and so on n so on...tomorrow's gna be a laaazy sunday thats for sure:).
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Royal Bank of Chocolate
Its getting worse.This strange new addiction to chocolate. This craving . This madness!! I've always loved chocolates. Coz u know...I'm a normal human n all, unlike a rare few outthere! But now its come to a point where something seems lacking in a day if I dont hoard on atleast two bars of either bounty or mars or those divine peanut snicker bars. It all started with the 'any 2 for 55p' offer at the union shop. And now with the offer over, I still continue 
buying two bars of chocolates every day. Now the catch here is that,our minds tends to adapt to needs or wants fairly quickly and constantly challenges us on how much more of something we can take. In other words, two bars per day is no more OK for me. This morning I practically rolled out of my bed and dreamin' with a chocolate craving. I knocked on my flatmates door in desperation and she gave me 8 pieces of those money(coin n bank notes) chocolates. Being from Marks&Spencer they were not outright disgusting but it was just plain dark chocolate and all 8 of them were gone in 60 seconds!! That was the 
start of my day! Now Im running down to the store to get me some good choclotate coz yes the craving is here again! The stuff in pics are all I ate today alone and I still dont feel sick! I need to feel sick of it so that I can stop with this madness already. The beautiful candy cottage on the left was on display at canary wharf in london during xmas. Me thinks it would make a wonderful Royal Bank of Chocolate! :)
buying two bars of chocolates every day. Now the catch here is that,our minds tends to adapt to needs or wants fairly quickly and constantly challenges us on how much more of something we can take. In other words, two bars per day is no more OK for me. This morning I practically rolled out of my bed and dreamin' with a chocolate craving. I knocked on my flatmates door in desperation and she gave me 8 pieces of those money(coin n bank notes) chocolates. Being from Marks&Spencer they were not outright disgusting but it was just plain dark chocolate and all 8 of them were gone in 60 seconds!! That was the 
start of my day! Now Im running down to the store to get me some good choclotate coz yes the craving is here again! The stuff in pics are all I ate today alone and I still dont feel sick! I need to feel sick of it so that I can stop with this madness already. The beautiful candy cottage on the left was on display at canary wharf in london during xmas. Me thinks it would make a wonderful Royal Bank of Chocolate! :)Monday, February 05, 2007
almost just HAD to be this way...
This sucks!! Just found out Flogging Molly are touring Japan in april 12-16..osaka, nagoya and tokyo! Fuck!! Everything good seems to happen on the wrong side of the world to where I am. When I was in Japan, all the good gigs were in europe! NOT FAIR da yo...!:( Ok thr was one good opportunity while there...Jack johnsosn in Fukuoka.Phoned in too late for tixs and ofcourse they were all sold out. duh!
Gotta get my ass to sum fun concert real bad before I get too old and disinterested to mmmmbop around.
Just got back from a game of Badminton.Played doubles tonight. Love the burst of aftermatch energy! But this juuust still sucks!!!:((( grrrrr.
Gotta get my ass to sum fun concert real bad before I get too old and disinterested to mmmmbop around.
Just got back from a game of Badminton.Played doubles tonight. Love the burst of aftermatch energy! But this juuust still sucks!!!:((( grrrrr.
Rockin shamrocks!!
Celtic punk rock...thats the new thing im rocking to. Absolutely loving Flogging Molly and The Pogues. Such 'fuck all' tunes..makes u want to not care abt anything in life and just drink lots n lots of Guiness and pub hop till you puke until you fall asleep singin drunken lullabies, just to start over the next day coz ' by morning we'll be freeeee' and i think this sentence better stop right here.
God forbid if u ever get sick of Guiness, theres always 'whiskey on sundays'.:) So, if I were Irish me name would be...Chloe ...apparently...
Cant wait until St. Patty's Day in March! Hope to paint the town greeen!:)
God forbid if u ever get sick of Guiness, theres always 'whiskey on sundays'.:) So, if I were Irish me name would be...Chloe ...apparently...
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Cant wait until St. Patty's Day in March! Hope to paint the town greeen!:)
Saturday, February 03, 2007
The hiiills are aliiive with the souuund of muuusic!
Man I love chinese food!! Just done with a 2 hour session of eating hotpot. Its this amazing dish, sort of like yakiniku in Japan but theres a pot of boiling spicy soup in the centre of the table whr u add uncooked stuff like meat, veggies, crab sticks etc. then pick n eat as n when its done.mmmmmmmm....!!! Ate like pigs, and some are still in the kitchen eating as I write this..thats almost 3 hours of speed eating!! They're crazy if you ask me!
Was a beautiful sunny morning today with the most delicious hue of cloudless blue up above---so a bunch of us headed out to the Pentland Hills to make a day of it. After my previous try at hill walking and my fall n everything...I was a bit skeptical. I hadn't even bought a pair of hiking boots yet as promised.So yet again with my old crappy converse and minimal layer of clothing( coz it was 7 degrees n sunny acc. to the forecast!),I walked out looking like I was headed shopping to the high street while every one else ofcourse looked like they were going 
hiking---which we were. It took me a while, maybe about half way up my first hill, to realize how fucked I was!! It got windy, getting worse the higher we climbed. AND the cold!!! I could feel my eyes swollen coz of the wind. So anyway, Up one hill and down, up the next and down again, and UP the third and all the way winding down!! But each time we reached the summit, it was the most amazing feeling!! It was a steep but fairly easy climb with sheep and highland cows grazing along the route, but it got tricky and very challenging at places. I made Micheal carry me across a small stream coz I refused to get my shoes wet heehee. But I really 
need those waterproof hike boots ASAP!
Sumwhr between the singing n random screaming and between the second n third hill we lost sight of civilizaton!! None of us were good with maps, the sun was setting soon, was getting colder and darker..no flashlights...basically just about getting fucked! So we unanimously voted to detour from the valley towards the nearest town we come across. Micheal ofcourse wanted to climb that fourth fucking hill as well. We shut him up for good, and then ...we walked 500 miles and walked 500 more, just to be the ones who walked 1000 miles to fall down on
the door...
No Town still!!!! Walked along the highway and tried to hitchhike but tough luck, so we tried a "short cut" and walked through someones farm even though the sign read "private property. Keep Out!". We walked amidst fighting sheep, we walked along humping sheep, we walked with that horrible stench in the air....sheep shit probably! eyuk!! Heard a farm tractor start up and since we were trespassing and discussing quite aloud our plans of stealing sheep for dinner, we ran thru the barn n stables before the angry farmer cud catch up.
Finaly after miles n miles of walking we reached a road with a bus stop!!!! Amen! I cannot begin to explain how exhausted I am and I cannot begin to imagine what getting out of bed tomorrow is going to be like! Every muscle is my body is sore. That's fine. What I'm freaked out abt is that my chest feels like it weighs a 100 tons, probably coz of the wind n cold and it really hurts to breathe. Hope it'll be fine by tomorrow! Off to rest my tired bones now!! AAAAAAAAAaaaaaah Beeeeeeeed. Sweet.SWEET. Bed!!
Was a beautiful sunny morning today with the most delicious hue of cloudless blue up above---so a bunch of us headed out to the Pentland Hills to make a day of it. After my previous try at hill walking and my fall n everything...I was a bit skeptical. I hadn't even bought a pair of hiking boots yet as promised.So yet again with my old crappy converse and minimal layer of clothing( coz it was 7 degrees n sunny acc. to the forecast!),I walked out looking like I was headed shopping to the high street while every one else ofcourse looked like they were going 
hiking---which we were. It took me a while, maybe about half way up my first hill, to realize how fucked I was!! It got windy, getting worse the higher we climbed. AND the cold!!! I could feel my eyes swollen coz of the wind. So anyway, Up one hill and down, up the next and down again, and UP the third and all the way winding down!! But each time we reached the summit, it was the most amazing feeling!! It was a steep but fairly easy climb with sheep and highland cows grazing along the route, but it got tricky and very challenging at places. I made Micheal carry me across a small stream coz I refused to get my shoes wet heehee. But I really 
need those waterproof hike boots ASAP!Sumwhr between the singing n random screaming and between the second n third hill we lost sight of civilizaton!! None of us were good with maps, the sun was setting soon, was getting colder and darker..no flashlights...basically just about getting fucked! So we unanimously voted to detour from the valley towards the nearest town we come across. Micheal ofcourse wanted to climb that fourth fucking hill as well. We shut him up for good, and then ...we walked 500 miles and walked 500 more, just to be the ones who walked 1000 miles to fall down on
the door...No Town still!!!! Walked along the highway and tried to hitchhike but tough luck, so we tried a "short cut" and walked through someones farm even though the sign read "private property. Keep Out!". We walked amidst fighting sheep, we walked along humping sheep, we walked with that horrible stench in the air....sheep shit probably! eyuk!! Heard a farm tractor start up and since we were trespassing and discussing quite aloud our plans of stealing sheep for dinner, we ran thru the barn n stables before the angry farmer cud catch up.
Finaly after miles n miles of walking we reached a road with a bus stop!!!! Amen! I cannot begin to explain how exhausted I am and I cannot begin to imagine what getting out of bed tomorrow is going to be like! Every muscle is my body is sore. That's fine. What I'm freaked out abt is that my chest feels like it weighs a 100 tons, probably coz of the wind n cold and it really hurts to breathe. Hope it'll be fine by tomorrow! Off to rest my tired bones now!! AAAAAAAAAaaaaaah Beeeeeeeed. Sweet.SWEET. Bed!!
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Tamahanaaaa
Google has fast become the verb of choice.
v. to google; I goggled....
Whats next---- youtube??
I youtube, you youtube, to youtube. hmmmm
Anyway :) so I youtubed the tamahana song by Te vaka( of samoan Pati pati fame), also the soundtrack for The legend of Johnny Lingo.And I got this . Good song, great rhythms..would love to watch the movie although it seems sort of like a kids flick.
PS- Tomodachi's in Japan,I'm currently looking for a song called 'koko shika sakenai hana'..or sumthing like that.heard it once sumwhr and liked it but cant find it nowhere nomore. a little help??
In other news, I ran out of one of my lectures today, went running straight to my programme directors office on the verge of tears. The man was in black spandex!! The director was wearing spandex slacks probably getting ready for his evening jog or whatever. So anyway he sat back down in his plush posh black chair with tights on hahahahaha-- cant get over it! And there I was half crying, half trying to supress bouts of giggles and complaining about the course I ran dramatically away from. A little embarrased now but that course was just impossible and demanding far too much.I swear I almost had a panic attack sitting in that class. So now I've switched courses even though its the 3rd week of this semester and registration was over the week before. My flatmate thinks the director likes me.haha. Well, whatever the reason he was really spandexically sweet. And now I'm taking a much easier course. Praise the lord and I am no more being "daring" when it comes to course choices.FOCK no!
v. to google; I goggled....
Whats next---- youtube??
I youtube, you youtube, to youtube. hmmmm
Anyway :) so I youtubed the tamahana song by Te vaka( of samoan Pati pati fame), also the soundtrack for The legend of Johnny Lingo.And I got this . Good song, great rhythms..would love to watch the movie although it seems sort of like a kids flick.
PS- Tomodachi's in Japan,I'm currently looking for a song called 'koko shika sakenai hana'..or sumthing like that.heard it once sumwhr and liked it but cant find it nowhere nomore. a little help??
In other news, I ran out of one of my lectures today, went running straight to my programme directors office on the verge of tears. The man was in black spandex!! The director was wearing spandex slacks probably getting ready for his evening jog or whatever. So anyway he sat back down in his plush posh black chair with tights on hahahahaha-- cant get over it! And there I was half crying, half trying to supress bouts of giggles and complaining about the course I ran dramatically away from. A little embarrased now but that course was just impossible and demanding far too much.I swear I almost had a panic attack sitting in that class. So now I've switched courses even though its the 3rd week of this semester and registration was over the week before. My flatmate thinks the director likes me.haha. Well, whatever the reason he was really spandexically sweet. And now I'm taking a much easier course. Praise the lord and I am no more being "daring" when it comes to course choices.FOCK no!
Monday, January 22, 2007
Scarface :the world is yours
"You people are all assholes. You dont have the guts to be what you wanna be. You need people like me to point a finger at. You need people like me to say, 'Look! there's the bad guy'. Now what does that make YOU? Good? You're not good. You just know how to hide and lie. Me, I dont have that problem. Me, I always tell the truth. Even when I lie. So say goodnight to the bad guy. This is the last time you'll ever see a bad guy like this. Make way for the bad guy! Bad guy coming through!!"
If Al pacino were God.........there'd prob be a lot less atheists in the world.
If Al pacino were God.........there'd prob be a lot less atheists in the world.
Monday, January 15, 2007
Music as an age-o-metre
music of my days
" It depresses me. It's a reminder that the moment I belonged to is dead, and not just dead, but forgotten. None of this stuff ever gets played on the radio, I can't figure out why. It's like it never happened."(excerpt from The time traveler's wife.)
" It depresses me. It's a reminder that the moment I belonged to is dead, and not just dead, but forgotten. None of this stuff ever gets played on the radio, I can't figure out why. It's like it never happened."(excerpt from The time traveler's wife.)
Saturday, January 06, 2007
discovering the joys of rising with the sun
Its a cold winter morning in January. The bluish half light of dawn filters through the curtains. The University is closed for the holidays.These are the days to sleep in and listen to the house waking up. But surprisingly the sun's been out everyday since the 1st day of 2007. And when in Scotland, one cannot afford to pass a sunny day out for its sheer scarcity. I have recently discovered an almost guaranteed way of a jumpstart morning- BEHOLD..the radio alarm! This particular morning it sets off at 8 am. There's a good song playing but I can't really figure it out in my sleep. I snuggle deeper in my warm bed for a while. I can slowly decipher the words to the song...Its not unusual to be loved by anyone...Tom Jones sings into my ear. I finally wake up 5 minutes later and get ready for a day out in the sunshine!
It looks gorgeous outside. A soft golden tint atop the city's historic structures.By 9 im on a train to North Berwick to climb the Law( Law, being an old word for rounded or conical hill). 'North Berwick Law rises to 187 metres (613 feet) behind the quaint fishing town of North Berwick on the stunning East Lothian coast. This volcanic lump gives a magnificent panoramic view of much of Lothian, into the Scottish Borders and across the Firth of Forth to the Fife coast. On the summit of the Law is a signalling station used during the Napoleonic conflicts and a pair of whale's jaw bones.' And so a few of my friends and me start with the climb.The climb is steep and mucky in places and jagged,dry and rocky in others. After cursing myself 20 times for starting to climb this wretched hill and thinking on every step that I can still turn around and head back down, I persist and eventually make it huffing n puffing to the summit!And Im glad I did because the view is just unbelivable. Can see the coast, the deep blue waters sparkling in the sun, the Isle of Man far off in the horizon sumwhere, the town of Berwick down below...everything is so stunning.There is however no arc made of whale bones to be found!! Maybe the brochures cheated us??
If climbing up was so petrifying, I thought for sure I'd crying like a sissy on my way down. But as it turns out, it is infact very easy to go downhill. I am so relieved that I decide to run down for a bit because I realise I can actually do it! So I'm running, wind in my face, both arms spread wide like a bird in flight I run...it is an exhilarating feeling until ...I slip on muck and land royally on my ass!Jimmay!! I ruin my jeans horribly. Its brown and looks like I shat myself. I didnt get hurt just mortified! Why the ass?? I could have fallen on my face and scrapped my nose. Ouch ...no, that would not be ok at all. But...sigh..what happened was for real. It wasnt just my fear of falling manifesting itself in the back of my mind. After a moment of looking like -a 2 year old who realizes own fart for the first time and wonders where the sound came from- I gather myself and then all I can do is laugh replaying the whole weeee-I'm--running-like-the-wind- la di da-SPLAT scene. Anyway, I roam around town for the rest of day with a fleece scarf tied around the patch of disaster on me arse. A new fashion statement perhaps?
We then walk around the town a bit, eat lunch, sit on the beach,read a book, throw around a frisbee, try some cartwheels etc. The sun is now setting behind a rock far out in the sea. I can see a tiny red sail boat far off and a lighthouse too. We sit there enjoying the scene for so long that it is now quite dark and its just 4:00 pm!! Thats winter days in the northern hemisphere! We head back into town and go to a pub and knock back some smooth famous grouse whiskey. Sure does warm the old cockles..lol..like they say here. After that, we all agree to call it a day and head back to edinburgh.
All in all it was a lovely day and all I can be grateful of is the fact that I woke up early.On any given vacation day in winter, one would find me in deep hibernation and I'd probably roll out of bed at 4 in the afternoon! Well, what can I say? Im just discovering the joys of rising with the sun.:)
I will not make any more futile resolutions.They're fast becoming a joke. I'll let the bad habits of the past be. Instead I'd rather look ahead so...
Me POA for 2007 is:
1.Hill walking( 2 hills down so many more to go)
2.Sign up for piano lessons* provided not too damaging to bank account.
3.Go on a Whiskey trail( again 2 down so many more to go..types of whiskey i mean:))
Whats the fun of being in scotland if ur not up for sum scotch? Thats what I realized and now working on it.Toured a whiskey distillery in Glenlivet.I think thats a good start.
4.Travel.Isle of Skye/Aran,Ireland and Amsterdam on my list for spring/summer 07.
5.Kick the living shit out of second semester.Hope to do better than first.
6.Start visiting career office and work on dissertation topic.
7.Edinburgh festival. yowzaa!!!!:)
It looks gorgeous outside. A soft golden tint atop the city's historic structures.By 9 im on a train to North Berwick to climb the Law( Law, being an old word for rounded or conical hill). 'North Berwick Law rises to 187 metres (613 feet) behind the quaint fishing town of North Berwick on the stunning East Lothian coast. This volcanic lump gives a magnificent panoramic view of much of Lothian, into the Scottish Borders and across the Firth of Forth to the Fife coast. On the summit of the Law is a signalling station used during the Napoleonic conflicts and a pair of whale's jaw bones.' And so a few of my friends and me start with the climb.The climb is steep and mucky in places and jagged,dry and rocky in others. After cursing myself 20 times for starting to climb this wretched hill and thinking on every step that I can still turn around and head back down, I persist and eventually make it huffing n puffing to the summit!And Im glad I did because the view is just unbelivable. Can see the coast, the deep blue waters sparkling in the sun, the Isle of Man far off in the horizon sumwhere, the town of Berwick down below...everything is so stunning.There is however no arc made of whale bones to be found!! Maybe the brochures cheated us??
If climbing up was so petrifying, I thought for sure I'd crying like a sissy on my way down. But as it turns out, it is infact very easy to go downhill. I am so relieved that I decide to run down for a bit because I realise I can actually do it! So I'm running, wind in my face, both arms spread wide like a bird in flight I run...it is an exhilarating feeling until ...I slip on muck and land royally on my ass!Jimmay!! I ruin my jeans horribly. Its brown and looks like I shat myself. I didnt get hurt just mortified! Why the ass?? I could have fallen on my face and scrapped my nose. Ouch ...no, that would not be ok at all. But...sigh..what happened was for real. It wasnt just my fear of falling manifesting itself in the back of my mind. After a moment of looking like -a 2 year old who realizes own fart for the first time and wonders where the sound came from- I gather myself and then all I can do is laugh replaying the whole weeee-I'm--running-like-the-wind- la di da-SPLAT scene. Anyway, I roam around town for the rest of day with a fleece scarf tied around the patch of disaster on me arse. A new fashion statement perhaps?
We then walk around the town a bit, eat lunch, sit on the beach,read a book, throw around a frisbee, try some cartwheels etc. The sun is now setting behind a rock far out in the sea. I can see a tiny red sail boat far off and a lighthouse too. We sit there enjoying the scene for so long that it is now quite dark and its just 4:00 pm!! Thats winter days in the northern hemisphere! We head back into town and go to a pub and knock back some smooth famous grouse whiskey. Sure does warm the old cockles..lol..like they say here. After that, we all agree to call it a day and head back to edinburgh.
All in all it was a lovely day and all I can be grateful of is the fact that I woke up early.On any given vacation day in winter, one would find me in deep hibernation and I'd probably roll out of bed at 4 in the afternoon! Well, what can I say? Im just discovering the joys of rising with the sun.:)
I will not make any more futile resolutions.They're fast becoming a joke. I'll let the bad habits of the past be. Instead I'd rather look ahead so...
Me POA for 2007 is:
1.Hill walking( 2 hills down so many more to go)
2.Sign up for piano lessons* provided not too damaging to bank account.
3.Go on a Whiskey trail( again 2 down so many more to go..types of whiskey i mean:))
Whats the fun of being in scotland if ur not up for sum scotch? Thats what I realized and now working on it.Toured a whiskey distillery in Glenlivet.I think thats a good start.
4.Travel.Isle of Skye/Aran,Ireland and Amsterdam on my list for spring/summer 07.
5.Kick the living shit out of second semester.Hope to do better than first.
6.Start visiting career office and work on dissertation topic.
7.Edinburgh festival. yowzaa!!!!:)
Friday, January 05, 2007
lordy!! its two thousand seven!
Greetings!
Happy new year to all!!
Been away for a while. Christmas in London was great fun. Was back in scotland for New year which was however very dissappointing given that the street party was cancelled due to bad weather. And bad weather indeed!! It was the worst I'd seen of strong gale and heavy rains. add to that the perpetual freezing cold and woowee u got urself a lil wild party right there. Had a nice cozy get together n dinner at a friends and later we did go out into the street at midnight despite horrid conditions. there were quite a few revelers out there, shit drunk and oblivious to the weather.I was moderately drunk to enjoy without giving a rats ass about the rain n the craziest winds. So my new year was wet n wild and not in the best sense.
Bit sleepy now. Will leave with something to add to ur to-do list..if u havent already done it that is...
Run a bath of warm water( cold, if u dare)...and put ur head underwater for as long as u can!I just did that..so refreshing!:) It feels like u come out of the water more aware of the sights and sounds of ur surrounding even if its only the bathroom! It may seem corny for some but i gta say here that it was a feat for me coz im hydrophobic!! cant swim even! :( gotta tackle that hopefully this year so heres to 2007!!!kanpai:)
Happy new year to all!!
Been away for a while. Christmas in London was great fun. Was back in scotland for New year which was however very dissappointing given that the street party was cancelled due to bad weather. And bad weather indeed!! It was the worst I'd seen of strong gale and heavy rains. add to that the perpetual freezing cold and woowee u got urself a lil wild party right there. Had a nice cozy get together n dinner at a friends and later we did go out into the street at midnight despite horrid conditions. there were quite a few revelers out there, shit drunk and oblivious to the weather.I was moderately drunk to enjoy without giving a rats ass about the rain n the craziest winds. So my new year was wet n wild and not in the best sense.
Bit sleepy now. Will leave with something to add to ur to-do list..if u havent already done it that is...
Run a bath of warm water( cold, if u dare)...and put ur head underwater for as long as u can!I just did that..so refreshing!:) It feels like u come out of the water more aware of the sights and sounds of ur surrounding even if its only the bathroom! It may seem corny for some but i gta say here that it was a feat for me coz im hydrophobic!! cant swim even! :( gotta tackle that hopefully this year so heres to 2007!!!kanpai:)
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