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According to my mum, whenever my father had to put me to sleep as a baby, he would sing a sweet lullaby in Hindi which went like this “….mein gao tum so jau..” . This basically means as I sing you will sleep. LOL, even though the effects were questionable as my mom said sometimes my father used to sleep and me wide awake when she came to check, i guess its safe to say that was my first introduction to music

7 years later as embarrassing as this may sound, when spice girls and boy bands were hit makers. I actually had no idea who they were. this is because i used to listen to music that my father listened to. I can still remember singing along with him to songs like , Ladies Night, Celebration, Get Down On It, Joanna, Right Here Waiting For You, Hotel California, Lies and many more.

Well those were certainly memories that will never be forgotten 🙂

Fast forward 14 years later. Now my dad listens to music I listen too and its so cute to see him sing along to the likes of Pitbull, Akon, beyonce,  and many more. Talk about role reversal 🙂

Anyways, time spent will be remembered always and never forgotten…

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I completed a 6.3 km run today and was dead tired. Even though it was so hot, I am glad I finished it. Could have sworn at one point I was gonna give up cause I felt as if I was on the verge of an asthma attack but managed to complete the entire thing without ending up being carted away in an ambulance :P….

I shall pat myself on the back  for that.

Anyways after resting, I felt bored and remembered one of my facebook notes and decided to play this game again:-

RULES:

1. Place Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
4. Have Fun!

1. IF SOMEONE SAYS ‘ARE YOU OKAY’ YOU SAY?
Switch-Will Smith

2. HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Everyday People- Joan Jett

3. WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
One night- Jay Sean

4. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Summertime- Herby Hancock

5. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
Sugar-Florider

6. WHAT’S YOUR MOTTO?
Pokerface-Lady Gaga

7. WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Crank that Soulja Boy- Soulja Boy

8. WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Smack That- Akon

9. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Fire Burning – Sean Kingston

10. WHAT IS 2 + 2?
Obsession- Frankie J

11. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Ready or not-Fugees
12. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
I know u want me -Pitbull

13. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Sexy Lady-Shaggy

14. WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Sexy Boy- Hard Kaur

15. WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Dangerous- Akon

16. WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
True to your heart-Stevie wonder & 98 degrees

17. WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Right round-Flo-Rider

18. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
It wasn’t me- Shaggy

19. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Get down on it- Kool & The Gang

20. WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW
Its my life- Bon Jovi

21. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
We are the world-Various Artist

I always have fun doing this, cause it never fails to crack me up how much some of the answers fit the questions. So if you are bored and want to have some fun… Go ahead. You may be surprised by your own playlist 😛

Our World Domination Plan!

It was like any other day, Morton, Riccardo and me were enjoying the ‘heat wave’. we retreated to the library after having a good lunch. There we sat on a table where we could scribble stuff and do our homework. I have to admit, the amount of assignments we are given is sheer absurdity. Anyhow, we were busy doing our homework when boredom sunk into our heads. Rest assured we started babbling out random cheesy jokes and telling each other a bit of our homelands. Morton said he was a descendant of a viking! I’m not too sure about that, but history does point out that all Norwegians in the past were vikings! He exclaimed that he would rape and pillage the whole world if he had to. I will leave that quest to him and see if he does succeed!

Riccardo had other ideas of conquest, his primary weapon was a cannon the size of a whale that would shoot spaghetti balls! yes, lines of sauce covered spaghetti to all his opponents and then proclaim europe as his own with Italian supremacy. As for me, I wasnt interested in land. I wanted to rule the seas! why u might ask? well there is no competition for me in taking over the water world! besides I will have an army of giant sharks that would eat people and terrorize any vessel floating on my domain! haha…

To make the funds needed for such elaborate plans of conquest. We decided to make pizzas more interesting for future consumption. By simply changing the colours of the regular pizza and give such a contrast to the texture, that the populace of the world would start investing on our ‘alien’ pizzas! How would u like a pizza with blue tomatoes, red cheese, white meat and the crust green?! Please do leave your comments and tell me if your interested or not! 😀

So the mad debacle between my landlady and I has exacerbated to a cliff hanging point, which I feel can either roll nicely into a peaceful ending OR a raging war. All the more reason I should distract myself with a few happy silly thoughts and my favorite boppity music (I’m convinced I’m Yours by Mraz can cure just about any mood ailment in the book).
It’s quite curious how there are a few special things in life that can suddenly spring on you a burst of big smiles and laughter. They don’t even have to be extravagant like bungee jumping off a bridge or travelling the world in 80 days. Just something as simple as eating a bar of scrumptious dark chocolate, or listening to some boppity Mraz, maybe running through sprinklers in the middle of the night, or heaven forbid, picturing hairy men in nothing but bright pink speedo nut huggers!! Everyone’s got that little special thing that just gets them going. I’m not sure how it works, and it’s even tough to put in words the funk that creeps up on you when you do that special thing. Suddenly, it’s almost impossible to crease that forehead into a frown. Unwillingly, reluctantly, a smile creeps its way across your face… and before you know it you’ve burst out laughing and doing the happy dance… okay, maybe the happy dance is just a personal quirk of mine, but you know what I’m getting at!

I’m gonna snitch off Colbie Caillet’s lyrics simply because she’s got the feeling down in her song:
“It starts in my toes
and I crinkle my nose
where ever it goes I always know
that you make me smile
please stay for a while now
just take your time
where ever you go”

I hope you’re all out there enjoying YOUR special thing, whatever it might be! No room for embarrassment here, who’s going to know?! … besides, your happiness and sanity are at stake here!

Nightmare…

Hmm…wonder what went wrong today. Despite getting up at 6 am( setting my alarm too early) for a 9 am class the day was going fine. Then around noon, I suddenly get into a whacked up mood where nothing seems to be going rite. NO MOOD for anything:

No mood to eat, no mood to study, no mood to sleep. Just absolutely no mood.

Whether it was because of biology, homesickness, me missing that special someone or the fact that I was stuck in this jungle that suddenly brought out the Ms gloom and doom in me, I still cant figure it out. Then I decide a short nap might help and it did 🙂 I happily went on my way to class again at 2pm where my sweet lecturer decided to show us a video about children in the Philippines that were homeless scavenging for food in rubbish. At this point because I was so gloomy throughout the day I almost broke into tears. I actually had to leave the class to clear my thoughts. Let me just say that things like this don’t normally affect me this much. I know its sad that those kids have to do that in order to survive but the world goes on.

Thankfully classes ended at 3 and by the time I got to my room I was tired. I was in my safe haven where I thought I would be fine and decide maybe it just the fact that I am so tired that is making me feel this way. I take another nap and this time wake up with a jolt cause I had a nightmare. In my nightmare I almost died in a car accident in which I ended up in a coma in a hospital. I wake up thinking wtf, give me a break, I mean whats wrong with my mind,talk about a whirlwind of emotions in one day.

Quite frankly i’m mentally tired  and i’m hoping I  have a better day tomorrow.

Hello all,
I have been thinking long and hard about what intellect I should share with you, and yet, I have come to the inevitable conclusion that I have none. Unfortunately excessive education has leeched intelligence from me and stubbed out all creativity of carefree childhood. It’s a shame that my first post has been inspired by something so dark and tragic as my current living situation, but I have been advised by authorities that this is a safe space to vent and mope.

Let me share with you a little story about what happened tonight. Prissy little miss landlady (mind you she attempts to salvage the little miss in herself to no avail – fighting age is always a losing battle) came knocking on my door saying “I don’t understand why you need to sleep with the fan on all night if you are blanketing yourself”. She looks at me with a very justified look on her face and blinks a couple times. I am completely taken aback and unsure of how to respond for several obvious reasons – I also stare at her, with more of a blank look and blink a couple times. She blabs on about the utility bills as though I should care about them. I do a quick mental check; yes utilities ARE included in my rent, and rent is WAY more than enough to cover the bills she is quoting plus plenty leftover.
As she continues to blab, my anxiety and frustration builds while a little scuffle goes on in my head deciding how to appropriately react to this. I want to be nice, but then that’s been the game plan since moving in and playing ‘yes-woman’ appears to be ineffective in letting her know how ridiculous she’s being. Should I be a little more assertive, maybe yell a little, show a little bit of colour? But then, it’s best not to aggravate her. I do not like conflict or dealing with yucky negative vibes, especially when I have to live with it.

As always, the peacekeeper in me takes over and in a very calm and matter-of- fact tone, I respond “Well. It’s because I fall asleep with the fan on, and don’t wake up until the morning to turn off the fan”. To which she responds, “Do you need to fall asleep with the fan on when it’s so cool outside?” And I repeat that well, it’s hot when i go to sleep so I do… But maybe you can Try sleeping with the fan off… … … you can imagine the very civilized but strained back-and-forth dialogue that ensued. Am I really having this conversation? REALLY? Mind you, all this is said with her sickly patronizing tone and that pretentiously fake diplomacy in her voice. I give in and agree. I shut the door and feel a little uncertain if I should scream or cry. It’s tough holding in anger and frustration while keeping a relatively neutral expression and tone of voice.
So tomorrow morning I am expecting her to be listening outside my door while I sleep, to hear if the fan is still on and if so, maybe even opening the door to peep in to see if I am blanketing myself. How pleasant. When she goes downstairs she will find a lovely letter from my housemate and I requesting a house meeting when she gets home from work. It’s time to pull out the big guns and quote what’s mandated in the contract. Perhaps express the discomfort I experience when she chastises us like 5-year-olds every day. Hopefully she will choke to death on her saliva while she sleeps and none of this will even be necessary.
P.s. I have so many more rants on this issue, but for your reading pleasure I shall attempt at more lighthearted posts in the future =)

IKEA Maggots?!

If you are shocked with the title then its fine as I just wrote that to catch your wandering attention. As I have started my course in entomology, the fascinating tale of how maggots help in the deduction of the victim’s death is quite an anecdotal tale, as showcased in the book I have been reading aptly put – maggots, murder and men which was penned by Dr.Zakaria Erzinclioglu. The mere application of insect biology in the investigation of crime is very interesting. Still the methods used are not for the faint-hearted as most cases involves the victim getting decomposed in a very nasty way.

Well, I will move this topic now to other trivial matters such as my shopping spree in IKEA which I must confess was quite tiring but fun nevertheless. Finding items was quite a hassle until I discovered you need a paper and pencil to write all those swedish names and then hunt the very same items in the warehouse department. Still, It was very fun with my friend Parveen, who helped me out and also sought to find ‘useful’ items for her own. The warehouse was like ‘you pile it high and sell it cheap’ temple. If you ever have been to IKEA, you will know what im talking about! First we had to wade through the large numbers of people waiting to gain entry to the place followed by passing narrow entry points from one location to the other (for example – kitchen to lighting) add in some pushing and crushing with the crowd and your in utter chaos. Haha, do not worry we didn’t hurt anyone, I hope! My conclusion, any trip to IKEA be organized with military precision in such a manner that the store is so laid out, you need to pass through most of the shop before reaching the checkout section. So be prepared!