It's that time of year again, when music is in the air, happiness in the heart and all the sweaters and blankets have come out of the dusty closets! Yep, it's Winter. It's Christmas time. To any FAPS band senior member its means just one thing... "Carolling". The night of the 21st was the appointed day, 3 pm the appointed hour (to be in school), though in true band style, everyone was assembled by 4! The "Merry Carollers", as Taru Vijay put it, consisted of - NS and Mr.Meakin; Anil, Deepak and Kavya on the Trumpet; Arkal on the Cornet; Mohini and Indu on the Trombone; Tarini Srinivas (Tarini) and Tarini Vijay (Taru) on the Euphonium; Arvind on the Tuba. Our first stop was Little Sisters of The Poor, Home for the aged. We played in the dining hall, just before they ate their dinner. We played the usual Christmas Carols - "Jingle Bells", "Joy to the World" ........ "Silent Night" and of course, "We wish You a merry christmas". Anil and Mohini had a sudden fixation for Silent Night (I really dont know why)!! Taru was asked to give a speech, that became a standard line as we went from house to house. She said, ' on behalf of the Frank Anthony Puublic School, we would like to wish you a merry christmas and a very happy new year, and wish to see you next year'. Instead of saying "we look forward to seeing you next year" Taru said, "we wish (or hope) to see you next year" which does not have very nice implications in an Old Age Home! Ofcourse, with NS, Mr.Meakin and Anil and Arkal around, nothing was gonna be forgotten! Instantaneously they pounced on her and started laughing!
Next stop, Mr.Boye's house. There after playing, we got our first wine, after Apple juice and 'kalkal's and Rose cookies. There, Taru said, "On behalf of the Frank Anthony Public School...", although even Mr. and Mrs. Boye are a part of the school!! :P
We then stopped over at Mrs.Ramachandran's (Mrs.Nair) house - Ranka Court. Ginger biscuits were the treat there. The whole family listened in, and Roshan was the main subject of discussion!
Mrs.Cabral's House - Adorable Mrs.Cabral was as sweet as ever. 'Kalkal's here too. and Ginger wine, that was really good, a little throat burning types but really good! Plum cake for everyone.
Mohini's House - Wine, Punch, amazing Bread Rolls, chips. And lots of really cute pics of the family with Santa Hats on, including their Grandad.
Jennie's House - Cake (that had been specially bought for us), and chips and soft drinks. It was treat in itself to see Jen, Jo and Jessie. Poor Jo is really sick with some Viral infection, and has been for more than 3 weeks. There wqas no current, so we were going to play by candlelight, but it was too dim to read our music, so Mr.Meakin held up this emergency light thing for us to play by.
Somerset Apartments:
Ramya Mallya's House - wine, chocolates and food that we couldnt eat because we were all a lil full already!
Some party - we played to a crowd of about 25 who were gathered in one house for a party, including Sherwin, Christopher and Pranoy. They even sang along with whatever carols they knew. Plum cake
Akshara's House - (Her room is really really really amazing, the best i've ever seen!). We played carols, and then Aks took Taru's Euph and played with us. We played Short Episodes, messed it up a lot, but still had fun with it! We then ate lot of pizza, had a lil Sprite and Coke and a few good Guyllian chocolates. (yum!) It was i think about 12 by now... the time is very fuzzy cos i was having too much fun!! :P A lil misundertanding took place, but what's carolling, without controversy!!
Mr.Meakin's Sister's House - Jamun Wine! Plum cake. A very very cute baby girl - "Joanne". Mr.Meakin's niece. We spent maximum time here because NS was having such a great time.
Mikhail's House - Wine, soft drinks, Liquo (pron, Likyo) - some kind of drink that we found out after drinking it conc, that it shud be drunk with something! Mo got a litte "head-spinny" on it!! good cake too. There was dog there that would just not keep its paws off Tarini. It was hilarious, she was stalked by the dog!! We found out there that we couldnt go to Amrita's or Tara's because both were asleep.
Arpana's House - At 2 am we reached Arpana Alexander's house. They were all sleeping. Tarini was supposed to have called to wake her, and though she called, no one answered, because, as we found out later, Arpana had put the phone on silent instead of loud! Arpana played with Tarini on Taru's Euph. Some homemade Christmas delicacies!
Anna's House - Anna's brother was too fast asleep to get up even for the loud music of the band! Anna didnt play with us, she just stood and enjoyed! Awesome food - little pieces of bread with amazing toppings on them, like pizza flavoured. (I ate so much of it!!)
Smrithi's House - The last house on our agenda. We reached at 4 am. Manu was there too, which was a surprise for us, especially pleasant for Arvind! We got these awesome cutlets, for veggies. They were lovely. And Smrithi's room was really cute... purple walls and yellow cupboard door, and so many medals, and a really cute collage of nice pics!!
From there we dropped off, Mo and Taru; Arkal; Deepak; Tarini; went back to school dropped off all the stuff, Arvind walked; Anil; Indu; and last Me. Mr.Meakin then dropped NS off at a place where he could pic up an auto, and went home.
In the van throughout, the girls sang as much as we possibly could, and the guys just laughed!!
What a night... It was one-of-a-kind!
Monday, December 24, 2007
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
A Musical Bonanza...
Blogger's Note: This is a special blog, written on request! Hope you like it! though it's more about Rodrigues House than anything else!
The most awaited event of the year for all FAPSians in the inter-house Music Competition. This is so for a number of reasons, the most obvious of these being the fact that it is the last inter house event of both, the calendar year and the academic year, and the 10ths and 12ths have only Prelims to look forward too after this. For the others, the third term is a very boring uneventful term compared to the 2nd so we enjoy this event to the max! For me, music competition has always had special significance, because I love music in any form! Having taken part everyyear since my 6th standard, i was more than familiar with the procedure of preparation for this event. This year was a little more special for me in two ways, being Vice Captain for Music along with Tarini, we had a role to play in organizing the whole thing along with the Music Captains and NS, ofcourse! Also, this year Rodrigues house was more or less in the hands of Prashanthi and me, our captains, being very busy with their Phy projects and the likes.
The competition was scheduled for 14th December, 2007, a mere 7 days after the last day of our Second Term exams, that ended on 7th Dec. Ah! that week of preparation is always full of tension, ego-clashes, sparks and if we're unlucky, spats and tears. The first few days are never hectic, we all imagine that we have more than enough time to complete our preparations. So the weekend passed with little or no practice, except for D'mello House who were very clever and very dedicated! Come monday, the tension began to build. Our first priority was getting good singers, and we hadn't even been able to hold proper selections. So we spent some time on making sure that our singer weren't tone deaf! Then we had to choose a song for the 'Indian' category, which proved to be a very cumbersome and time-consuming task. After we came to the conclusion that most of the Rodrigues House guys could not sing really well, we figured that we might as well pick some really simple song and try and jazz it up a bit! So we decided on "Koi Mil Gaya" from Kuch kuch Hota Hai, much to the amazement of the other houses. I'm sure they laughed at the folly of our choice!!
Our carol was not much of a problem. Having Amodh on our side, we figured some traditional carol would sound best, but our bright idea was scorned at by sir... He gave us a carol - "Torches", something no one had heard of before. In theory, a very simple piece. Without Prashanthi singing alto though, we would never have had a chance! Now came the question of Western. We should have been smart like Corbett house and picked something that we knew, and we could teach. "Lookin out my back door" was the piece assigned to us, a mere 2 days before D-Day. With much difficulty, we learnt all the songs. Unfortunately one very imp detail that we forgot to consider, was costumes! We finalized the costumes only the day before 14th!
In between all of this, we had to take selections for Open Event. The very fact that we had to take selections for an "open" event makes it clear how much of competition there is for this particular category. There were 30 aspirants of which we were allowed to choose only 6. It wasn't easy. And although we were completely fair, it was most of our friends that got selected. Well! we cant help it if our friends were the best singers in school! After much deliberation and debate, we settled on the final 6. 2 of them, clearly stood out, but one refused to sing, because she did not have the minus 1 track!
The big day dawned cloudy and cold, and we were expected to be in school before7:30 am! We didnt get much done in the morning, Rodrigues house had just one practice. I'm not really sure about the other houses, because I spent most of my time writing out the scoresheets (the order of houses) in the Music Room. The Trophies, fresh out of being polished, looked brand new and had an amazing silver shine!
The competetion, scheduled to start at 9:30, began very late, at about 10:15 if I remember right! Anna gave the opening speech, well, a little too fast. But you can't blame her, she was nervous. We had a very special guest with us, former head girl of FAPS, actor (Chak-de India), Anaitha Nair. Nope, no snobbishness around her, she was just your typical FAPSian, as Zubin put it very rightly, a little later!
The order of Houses was as follows, Gidney, D'mello, Corbett and Rodrgues - going by the order in which we all placed the previous year. As tradition holds, we began with the junior school groups singing two carols each, trained by their teachers, Mr.Daunt and Mr.Fabian. NS was giving what we called "a running commentory" between houses. The comperes did a great job as usual, with Shane and Jolly Jr entertaining everyone for Rodrigues House. Smrithi and Krishna, for Corbett, but Zubin and Naquia did a little bit just before the junior school part! Maggu and BD for Gidney; and Khanna and Pooja for D'mello.
Indian Solo followed this. With Soda representing Gidney, DK representing D'mello, a 10th std girl who's name i didnt get representing Corbett. And a sweet little 8th std girl representing Rodrigues!
Indian Group turned out to be very interesting, with Gidney screwing up pitch majorly and then getting back on track, D'mello lacking a bit life, Rodriuges totally dead, and Corbett simply amazing!
Western Solo - Taru Vijay for Gidney, Jyotsna for D'mello, Jennie for Corbett, Shane for Rodrigues.
Western Group, nothing much different here. Gidney wasnt bad actually! acc to reports, cos I didnt here them. D'mello was great, Corbett even better and us - well, I'd rather not talk about it. I wouldn't know where to start, with the horrible tempo change, or the even more horrible Altos.
Carol, i think, was the best category for the houses. Rodrigues wasn't bad at all, Gidney - didnt hear them :( D'mello was great, but Corbett blew the crowd away! and all of us too. They were unbelievable!!
Open event - most awaited!! Grace and Dileep - didnt hear them :( Tara, with a lil voice training, she's the next Madhuri... amazing! except for a few notes, but that was cos of her cold. Zubin - wow! but not as amzing as selections - there he really shocked me! never knew he could sing so well!! Dominic - the finale... we sure saved the best for the last! creme de la creme! i swear.. what a voice. Still a little trouble jumping octaves, but anyone'll have trouble with that. He was brilliant.
Vote of Thanks - moi!
Prize Distribution - aah! Corbett took like a clean sweep... except Indian solo. Everything else was theirs. Prizes were given out by Anaitha, with Mr.Boye reading the results. As usual he made a little "mistake". "2nd place goes to Rodrigues House" cheering in the crowd, but a little muffled. becasue of shock, " OH! I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I read the wrong heading.. It goes to D'mello House"!! anyway...
As tradition holds, we went to Corner House after much time-wasting and celebrating in school. And as we were leaving, the 12ths entered!
Oh! It was Ramya Mallya's birthday, and the 12thies did their special birthday song thing!!
There are plans brewing for another fun day out! hopefully, it'll be as great as we hope!!
The most awaited event of the year for all FAPSians in the inter-house Music Competition. This is so for a number of reasons, the most obvious of these being the fact that it is the last inter house event of both, the calendar year and the academic year, and the 10ths and 12ths have only Prelims to look forward too after this. For the others, the third term is a very boring uneventful term compared to the 2nd so we enjoy this event to the max! For me, music competition has always had special significance, because I love music in any form! Having taken part everyyear since my 6th standard, i was more than familiar with the procedure of preparation for this event. This year was a little more special for me in two ways, being Vice Captain for Music along with Tarini, we had a role to play in organizing the whole thing along with the Music Captains and NS, ofcourse! Also, this year Rodrigues house was more or less in the hands of Prashanthi and me, our captains, being very busy with their Phy projects and the likes.
The competition was scheduled for 14th December, 2007, a mere 7 days after the last day of our Second Term exams, that ended on 7th Dec. Ah! that week of preparation is always full of tension, ego-clashes, sparks and if we're unlucky, spats and tears. The first few days are never hectic, we all imagine that we have more than enough time to complete our preparations. So the weekend passed with little or no practice, except for D'mello House who were very clever and very dedicated! Come monday, the tension began to build. Our first priority was getting good singers, and we hadn't even been able to hold proper selections. So we spent some time on making sure that our singer weren't tone deaf! Then we had to choose a song for the 'Indian' category, which proved to be a very cumbersome and time-consuming task. After we came to the conclusion that most of the Rodrigues House guys could not sing really well, we figured that we might as well pick some really simple song and try and jazz it up a bit! So we decided on "Koi Mil Gaya" from Kuch kuch Hota Hai, much to the amazement of the other houses. I'm sure they laughed at the folly of our choice!!
Our carol was not much of a problem. Having Amodh on our side, we figured some traditional carol would sound best, but our bright idea was scorned at by sir... He gave us a carol - "Torches", something no one had heard of before. In theory, a very simple piece. Without Prashanthi singing alto though, we would never have had a chance! Now came the question of Western. We should have been smart like Corbett house and picked something that we knew, and we could teach. "Lookin out my back door" was the piece assigned to us, a mere 2 days before D-Day. With much difficulty, we learnt all the songs. Unfortunately one very imp detail that we forgot to consider, was costumes! We finalized the costumes only the day before 14th!
In between all of this, we had to take selections for Open Event. The very fact that we had to take selections for an "open" event makes it clear how much of competition there is for this particular category. There were 30 aspirants of which we were allowed to choose only 6. It wasn't easy. And although we were completely fair, it was most of our friends that got selected. Well! we cant help it if our friends were the best singers in school! After much deliberation and debate, we settled on the final 6. 2 of them, clearly stood out, but one refused to sing, because she did not have the minus 1 track!
The big day dawned cloudy and cold, and we were expected to be in school before7:30 am! We didnt get much done in the morning, Rodrigues house had just one practice. I'm not really sure about the other houses, because I spent most of my time writing out the scoresheets (the order of houses) in the Music Room. The Trophies, fresh out of being polished, looked brand new and had an amazing silver shine!
The competetion, scheduled to start at 9:30, began very late, at about 10:15 if I remember right! Anna gave the opening speech, well, a little too fast. But you can't blame her, she was nervous. We had a very special guest with us, former head girl of FAPS, actor (Chak-de India), Anaitha Nair. Nope, no snobbishness around her, she was just your typical FAPSian, as Zubin put it very rightly, a little later!
The order of Houses was as follows, Gidney, D'mello, Corbett and Rodrgues - going by the order in which we all placed the previous year. As tradition holds, we began with the junior school groups singing two carols each, trained by their teachers, Mr.Daunt and Mr.Fabian. NS was giving what we called "a running commentory" between houses. The comperes did a great job as usual, with Shane and Jolly Jr entertaining everyone for Rodrigues House. Smrithi and Krishna, for Corbett, but Zubin and Naquia did a little bit just before the junior school part! Maggu and BD for Gidney; and Khanna and Pooja for D'mello.
Indian Solo followed this. With Soda representing Gidney, DK representing D'mello, a 10th std girl who's name i didnt get representing Corbett. And a sweet little 8th std girl representing Rodrigues!
Indian Group turned out to be very interesting, with Gidney screwing up pitch majorly and then getting back on track, D'mello lacking a bit life, Rodriuges totally dead, and Corbett simply amazing!
Western Solo - Taru Vijay for Gidney, Jyotsna for D'mello, Jennie for Corbett, Shane for Rodrigues.
Western Group, nothing much different here. Gidney wasnt bad actually! acc to reports, cos I didnt here them. D'mello was great, Corbett even better and us - well, I'd rather not talk about it. I wouldn't know where to start, with the horrible tempo change, or the even more horrible Altos.
Carol, i think, was the best category for the houses. Rodrigues wasn't bad at all, Gidney - didnt hear them :( D'mello was great, but Corbett blew the crowd away! and all of us too. They were unbelievable!!
Open event - most awaited!! Grace and Dileep - didnt hear them :( Tara, with a lil voice training, she's the next Madhuri... amazing! except for a few notes, but that was cos of her cold. Zubin - wow! but not as amzing as selections - there he really shocked me! never knew he could sing so well!! Dominic - the finale... we sure saved the best for the last! creme de la creme! i swear.. what a voice. Still a little trouble jumping octaves, but anyone'll have trouble with that. He was brilliant.
Vote of Thanks - moi!
Prize Distribution - aah! Corbett took like a clean sweep... except Indian solo. Everything else was theirs. Prizes were given out by Anaitha, with Mr.Boye reading the results. As usual he made a little "mistake". "2nd place goes to Rodrigues House" cheering in the crowd, but a little muffled. becasue of shock, " OH! I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I read the wrong heading.. It goes to D'mello House"!! anyway...
As tradition holds, we went to Corner House after much time-wasting and celebrating in school. And as we were leaving, the 12ths entered!
Oh! It was Ramya Mallya's birthday, and the 12thies did their special birthday song thing!!
There are plans brewing for another fun day out! hopefully, it'll be as great as we hope!!
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Words...
"You're not a parameter I judge myself by"
One simple un-thought statement caused so much pain. And I didnt even realize this until a week after I said it. If I were to justify myself then I would say that I was in tensed because of my exams. But nothing could possibly justify what i said. And he certainly did prove me wrong, He did turn out to be a parameter for me to judge myself by. I never knew that I caused the pain in the first place, but I should have. And the sad part is, that I probably won't learn from this, and I will just go ahead and hurt someone all over again. Is there a way to learn from this kind of thing?
I am apologetic, I do regret. But I don't know how to express this feeling! I don't want to bring it up incase i just go on and say the wrong things and hurt him more, but I do want to make him understand that I stand corrected.
Mistakes are sometimes hard to fix... Words sometimes get stuck in one's mouth... Words sometimes come tumbling out of one's mouth in a rush, too fast to stop, and things are said that are later regretted
One simple un-thought statement caused so much pain. And I didnt even realize this until a week after I said it. If I were to justify myself then I would say that I was in tensed because of my exams. But nothing could possibly justify what i said. And he certainly did prove me wrong, He did turn out to be a parameter for me to judge myself by. I never knew that I caused the pain in the first place, but I should have. And the sad part is, that I probably won't learn from this, and I will just go ahead and hurt someone all over again. Is there a way to learn from this kind of thing?
I am apologetic, I do regret. But I don't know how to express this feeling! I don't want to bring it up incase i just go on and say the wrong things and hurt him more, but I do want to make him understand that I stand corrected.
Mistakes are sometimes hard to fix... Words sometimes get stuck in one's mouth... Words sometimes come tumbling out of one's mouth in a rush, too fast to stop, and things are said that are later regretted
Friday, December 7, 2007
Confessions of a Girl with no pen name
Blogger's Note: This starts off as something about clinging to the past then just gradually moves into "me", so brace youselves - this is more I've written about myself in, 4 years, i think! Thanks for reading...
I tend to cling on to old images, images of me, just because I'm afraid to embrace a new me. I'm so used to being what everyone thinks I am that I don't even realize that maybe I have changed.
Take for instance the fact that I used to be a tomboy. I still like to think of myself as one and maybe there's an intrinsic boyish quiality in me (don't laugh guys, you have a feminine side too!). Like, I'm into F1 and cricket, and cars are a passion (to an extent). I never was very interested in Barbies but then neither was I crazy about GI.Joes. But that was because of the way I was brought up - Never put too much value in materials. I had two barbies - both birthday gifts from friends and one Kelly doll. But then, I'm a big softie for cuddly,soft toys, beanie babies and huggables.
I like dressing up - I mean, not make up and ultimate hairstyles, but matching clothes and nice earrings (i'm a big fan of the earrings!). Shoes! Not a passion. Shopping - Yuck! I can't stand it. I mean, if its necessary then fine, but for pleasure, no way! That's why i prefer going shopping with my dad, its quick and accomplishes the purpose. If I go with my mum or sis or both then I bug them so much that we're home within the hour! I hate going to 500 shops and trying on variations of the same outfit or shoe and then realizing that the first one was the best anyway. I'd much rather buy the first thing I like and then if I like something else, buy that too...
On the other hand, I like senti movies, chick-flicks, teen flicks, and soppy TV serials (Except Desperate Housewives and the Bold and the Beautiful). But then, I'm not really into romantic novels preferring Jefferey Archer, Robert Ludlum, Alistair Maclain and such action-ish books. I mean, I don't mind a little love in an action-based story, like MI3, but love as the basis of the story is a little too much for me! The only one tolerable such book I've read is 'A suitable boy'. Quite a nice book, I must say.
I'm quite a normal girl when it comes to bursting into fits of laughter and spasms of giggles. I love Archies, Teen-based series like '8 simple rules' and 'Malcolm in the Middle', 'Lizzie Maguire' and 'As told by Ginger'.
I'm not boy-crazy, but i have had my bout of "crushes"! It used to be that I'd much rather go out and play than sit around with my friends talking, till a few months ago. But that has changed too.
I love making cards, hate shopping for gifts. I'm emotional about things like "Last full day of school" and "Last 3:20 school bell I'll hear"
I hate social gatherings like Weddings and Tam Bram thread ceremonies (Tam Bram - Tamil Brahmin). I can't stand to meet relatives who I havent seen in a decade. Friends are fine, close family is fine, but not distant relatives... This is because i'm very uncomfortable while talking to someone I don't know personally. I suck at social skills, actually, I have none!
I hate the customs of certain festivals where the girls are expected to look all pretty and dolled-up. I don't want a traditional 4-day long Tam Bram wedding. I want to go for atleast one hard-rock concert, attend atleast one F1 race live, watch Federer play live just once...
I'm quite the sentimental goose, I save things up like movie stubs and napkins from aircrafts just for memory's sake. I love automobile magazines, but don't get them at home unless my cousin comes.
Love puppies, scared of dogs, cats I like but fear their claws. I visualize too easily, imagine too quick, fear without reason and by my friends do stick (hey! it rhymes).
I hate male chauvinists! but then, I hate female chauvinists too. I believe that mean and women are equal; different, but equal. I hate women who say, "We're better" and men who say, "We're superior".
I hate politicians who don't keep up their word, authors who dont believe in what they write about, musicians who dont love what they play and scholars who dont have a thirst for knowledge.
I get hurt really fast and tears are easy to come. I hate showing that I can be vulnerable but at times, try to get attention by being vulnerable. I compare myself with one certain person too much and kick myself about it once in a while. Sometimes I know that I'm a hypocrite because I feel that I'm better than other epople, but thyese are few and far between.
I act like I dont care about what other people think, but in reality, i do!
There are things in me that I want to change but am too afraid to contemplate the new me. I seem sure of what I want to do, focused, controlled! But actually, I'm just as confused as the next 16 year old.
People think that I'm quite the brain. The fact is, I just have bookish knowledge. I happen to have a good short-term memory, but that wont help me in the long run.
I've committed sins, then looked for atonement... I think I've quelled ie all.
I love praises (is there anyone who doesn't?), but flattery will only get you upto a certain point with me.
I have problems concelaing some feelings, but others seem to be locked away in a secret, theft-proof safe somewhere inside me.
I believe that I can be a leader, but I believe that I am not trully one yet.
I'm inspired by many, but have no role model or idol, envious of quite a few, but not jealous.
I can accept things. It takes me time to adapt to change but not that long.
I cant stand criticism, but do my best to accpet it.
I started this blog to be a part of a particular group, but now i'm hooked for my sake. But even now, I still keep the reader in mind, and reveal only 99%. That 1% is still concealed. Many people know me. But only a few know 99%. No one has that centum.
I used to long for certain things - comforts, luxuries; but now I'm beyond that. At times I feel ageless - sometimes like a real kid, and at others like a really old, worldly-wise person. MOst of the time, though, I feel like me - young, confused, vulnerable.
I have horrible judgement of people. If I think you're a horrid person, chances are you're one of the micest, most sincere guys there could be.
I trust too many, yet trust so few...
You think I'm confused?
Look at yourself...
I tend to cling on to old images, images of me, just because I'm afraid to embrace a new me. I'm so used to being what everyone thinks I am that I don't even realize that maybe I have changed.
Take for instance the fact that I used to be a tomboy. I still like to think of myself as one and maybe there's an intrinsic boyish quiality in me (don't laugh guys, you have a feminine side too!). Like, I'm into F1 and cricket, and cars are a passion (to an extent). I never was very interested in Barbies but then neither was I crazy about GI.Joes. But that was because of the way I was brought up - Never put too much value in materials. I had two barbies - both birthday gifts from friends and one Kelly doll. But then, I'm a big softie for cuddly,soft toys, beanie babies and huggables.
I like dressing up - I mean, not make up and ultimate hairstyles, but matching clothes and nice earrings (i'm a big fan of the earrings!). Shoes! Not a passion. Shopping - Yuck! I can't stand it. I mean, if its necessary then fine, but for pleasure, no way! That's why i prefer going shopping with my dad, its quick and accomplishes the purpose. If I go with my mum or sis or both then I bug them so much that we're home within the hour! I hate going to 500 shops and trying on variations of the same outfit or shoe and then realizing that the first one was the best anyway. I'd much rather buy the first thing I like and then if I like something else, buy that too...
On the other hand, I like senti movies, chick-flicks, teen flicks, and soppy TV serials (Except Desperate Housewives and the Bold and the Beautiful). But then, I'm not really into romantic novels preferring Jefferey Archer, Robert Ludlum, Alistair Maclain and such action-ish books. I mean, I don't mind a little love in an action-based story, like MI3, but love as the basis of the story is a little too much for me! The only one tolerable such book I've read is 'A suitable boy'. Quite a nice book, I must say.
I'm quite a normal girl when it comes to bursting into fits of laughter and spasms of giggles. I love Archies, Teen-based series like '8 simple rules' and 'Malcolm in the Middle', 'Lizzie Maguire' and 'As told by Ginger'.
I'm not boy-crazy, but i have had my bout of "crushes"! It used to be that I'd much rather go out and play than sit around with my friends talking, till a few months ago. But that has changed too.
I love making cards, hate shopping for gifts. I'm emotional about things like "Last full day of school" and "Last 3:20 school bell I'll hear"
I hate social gatherings like Weddings and Tam Bram thread ceremonies (Tam Bram - Tamil Brahmin). I can't stand to meet relatives who I havent seen in a decade. Friends are fine, close family is fine, but not distant relatives... This is because i'm very uncomfortable while talking to someone I don't know personally. I suck at social skills, actually, I have none!
I hate the customs of certain festivals where the girls are expected to look all pretty and dolled-up. I don't want a traditional 4-day long Tam Bram wedding. I want to go for atleast one hard-rock concert, attend atleast one F1 race live, watch Federer play live just once...
I'm quite the sentimental goose, I save things up like movie stubs and napkins from aircrafts just for memory's sake. I love automobile magazines, but don't get them at home unless my cousin comes.
Love puppies, scared of dogs, cats I like but fear their claws. I visualize too easily, imagine too quick, fear without reason and by my friends do stick (hey! it rhymes).
I hate male chauvinists! but then, I hate female chauvinists too. I believe that mean and women are equal; different, but equal. I hate women who say, "We're better" and men who say, "We're superior".
I hate politicians who don't keep up their word, authors who dont believe in what they write about, musicians who dont love what they play and scholars who dont have a thirst for knowledge.
I get hurt really fast and tears are easy to come. I hate showing that I can be vulnerable but at times, try to get attention by being vulnerable. I compare myself with one certain person too much and kick myself about it once in a while. Sometimes I know that I'm a hypocrite because I feel that I'm better than other epople, but thyese are few and far between.
I act like I dont care about what other people think, but in reality, i do!
There are things in me that I want to change but am too afraid to contemplate the new me. I seem sure of what I want to do, focused, controlled! But actually, I'm just as confused as the next 16 year old.
People think that I'm quite the brain. The fact is, I just have bookish knowledge. I happen to have a good short-term memory, but that wont help me in the long run.
I've committed sins, then looked for atonement... I think I've quelled ie all.
I love praises (is there anyone who doesn't?), but flattery will only get you upto a certain point with me.
I have problems concelaing some feelings, but others seem to be locked away in a secret, theft-proof safe somewhere inside me.
I believe that I can be a leader, but I believe that I am not trully one yet.
I'm inspired by many, but have no role model or idol, envious of quite a few, but not jealous.
I can accept things. It takes me time to adapt to change but not that long.
I cant stand criticism, but do my best to accpet it.
I started this blog to be a part of a particular group, but now i'm hooked for my sake. But even now, I still keep the reader in mind, and reveal only 99%. That 1% is still concealed. Many people know me. But only a few know 99%. No one has that centum.
I used to long for certain things - comforts, luxuries; but now I'm beyond that. At times I feel ageless - sometimes like a real kid, and at others like a really old, worldly-wise person. MOst of the time, though, I feel like me - young, confused, vulnerable.
I have horrible judgement of people. If I think you're a horrid person, chances are you're one of the micest, most sincere guys there could be.
I trust too many, yet trust so few...
You think I'm confused?
Look at yourself...
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