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Maybe I should re-watch the ‘Confessions of a Shopaholic’ movie…?

Maybe it’s a self-defence mechanism. Maybe it’s just logical reasoning. Maybe…probably…it’s just a string of weak excuses.

Then:

“I’ just handed in my last law essay ever!  Treating myself to fabulous dinner, totally justified”

“I just aced my mid-term moot court – new shirt is needed for all future real court stuff!”

“Look I cleaned my room 3 days before I said I would, this scarf brings out my eyes”

“I just had my last law lecture ever!  3 tops for one price? Sounds like a great deal!”

“I need to protect my eyes…so much reading to do in the future; do those sunglasses come in a black frame?”

“I’m spending 2 weeks in California after I leave Australia – I need to buy others gifts, and sure, pick up something for myself to wear while there”

Now:

“OH HOLY %#!@(* – that is NOT my bank statement…!?! I’m a broke, job-less law graduate who’s moving back home in 2 weeks – WHERE THE HELL ARE THE RECEIPTS FOR ALL THIS STUFF!?”


Lesson learned:

eBay is my friend. Well…not the “Buy” listings, the “Sell” ones.

But.

Once I sell…I can use that money for other stuff so I’m not losing using more money, just the money I’ve already…not…had.

Right?

(Don’t worry, I’ve checked  “book therapist appointment” off my To Do list already – it’s after my Shopaholics Anonymous meeting)

Law Student Legalease

FYI, law students = biggest bullshitters around (you can exclude me out of that wayward equation though :D)

Examples:

(1)  “I have an interview with a HUGE firm. They called me like the next day after I sent my resume and I don’t even really want the job”

Translation: I have never heard of this firm until I Googled them, but they were the 10th hit down the page. They’re located about 3 blocks from an actual intersection that I’ve only just heard of. I don’t even know what type of law they practice.

Reply: That’s AWESOME! Good for you! I’m glad you got that opportunity, sounds…AWESOME. Good luck!

– Transalation: “huge firm” eh? What, are they next to a Starbucks AND a Second Cup?  Sure, why would you want the job, after all the economy these days is booming, people are literally knocking on your door to have you come take the surplus of opportunities that are out there. Nope, no need, reject that huge firm and tell them to go stick it in a Tim Hortons.

(2) “I’m writing a 10,000 word paper on “Chinese walls and corporate malfeasance” on my own time, in between my other classes and work. I’m getting it published in the next Law Review. A professor at Northwestern told me he’ll submit it to their law review and maybe even a journal or two”

Translation: All my friends graduated and left semester and my course load is easier than downing 5 cups of coffee in an hour so I have too much time on my hands and want to have people ask me why I’m always in the library surrounded by books and journals. I got the contact for the professor at Northwestern from the university website. I really just got a one-liner reply from him (which was possibly an automated reply…).

(3) “I’m enjoying it here so much that I thought I’d stay a couple extra semesters and take more electives and really find out what I want to get into in the future”

Translation: I failed too many classes because I was either: (a) drunk most of the past few semesters and failed, (b) on the beach most of the semesters and failed, (c) drunk on the beach, (d) walked into the wrong exam at the end of the last semester and had no excuse, so failed.

(4) “Oh yeah, those notes, I have them, sure…. um…ahhhhhh! Damnit, I just realized they’re on my hard drive at home. Damn! Can I email them to you? Sure, I know you need them asap so I’ll do it right when I get home”

Translation: I do not want to give you my notes. They’re not on my hard drive, I’m looking at them right now. You lazy, beach-going, drunk, stupid leecher. I’ve “lost” your email and will hide from you the rest of the next couple weeks before exams.

Reply: Cool, thanks a lot!

Translation: SWEEEEEEEETTTT, I am so set for this exam. I’m going to the beach.

(5) “That course? Yeah…it’s good. Yeah, pretty good. The prof is great. How did I do in it? Well, he doesn’t mark that easily, the question for the paper was sort of unfair – meant for Master’s students really. He’s a good prof though. Really. But…maybe you want to wait until next semester until someone else is teaching it though. But really, great prof”

Translation: DONOTTAKETHATCOURSEWHATEVRYOUDO. YOU WILL FAIL. WE ALL FAILED. THOSE WHO DID NOT FAIL PAID HIM OFF OR IT’S A MISTAKE AND THEY WILL FAIL BECAUSE HE’S JUST TOYING WITH THEM. But, he is a good prof.

Worries as of Tues, Feb 24th.

Being brown, I’m not spared from the idea that I ought to root for “Slumdog Millionaire” to win at the Oscars.  But, it’s just one of those movies you can’t help but love. It’s the underdog – no glitzy promos, no over-paid or unnecessarily famous actors (Anil Kapoor doesn’t count – the man’s a legend, ha) and it’s just outside the run of the mill rags-to-riches type of story. Who doesn’t love the underdog? People who like to kick puppies, that’s who.  So, I loved it the movie as did pretty much everyone else I’ve talked to about it. But above all, I’ve grown an indecent love for the soundtrack. You have to. Really. I mean AR Rahman being a favourite composer of mine or not, every track is perfect.

And that’s that. They picked up 8 Oscars (Best Picture, Director, Soundtrack, Original Song…I lost track after that).

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What’s your opinion on protests? Do they work? What’s the point? I remember in my first year of university there was going to be a protest…about something (can you sense my deep involvement?) and I was being harassed by an overzealous classmate that I had to attend. I mean, did I support the evil puppy-kickers of the world (that analogy is stuck with me now, deal with it)? Of course I didn’t! So, thus, verily, in conclusion, I must attend the protest.

Dude, it was November. In Canada. It is cold. And possibly I was a little more pessimistic than I needed to be at that age and time, but I just didn’t see the point. A group of people with signs wasn’t going change anything. John Mayer said it – “Is there anyone who remembers changing their mind from the paint on a sign?”.   Governments would continue to do what they want, where they want. It wouldn’t stop a war no matter how pointless, it wouldn’t decrease tuition fees or freeze it forever  nor would it stop people from wearing Crocs.

Or would it? Maybe a protest is more an outlet for people. A way to show what they believe in regardless of how the outcome will be. Sure, it may not give the outcome that you want, but I guess that chance to show your beliefs and passions doesn’t come around often. Yep, protests and and free ice cream day at Baskin Robbins – only places where you can show how radical a believer you are.

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I would like to show more pictures of my place and the surrounding area, but my butterfingers dropped my camera a couple months ago while taking pictures and now it makes a heartbreaking noise while struggling to turn on, but I haven’t had the time to get it fixed. I’m worried I’ll have to live off of bread crumbs for a month in order to buy a new one if it can’t get fixed.

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Other worries…

My 9 10-year old sister asked me what an “emo” is.  Her friend Jessica tells her that “it’s someone who cuts their wrists and pops their veins just because they want to, but they don’t die”.

I thought I had at least a couple more years before I’d have to deal with questions like this. Shouldn’t she still be playing with Barbies and dreaming of rainbows and cookies!?!

Somehow I explained what it was and she believed me…I think.

Screw it, she’s being homeschooled once I get home.

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It’s “week 6” in our term. Meaning 6 more weeks until end of classes + 2 week exam period. OMG.

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I’m strangley addicted to the Twilight series of books. No, I didn’t turn into a junior high student overnight and really the writing isn’t that amazing and the story gets predictable – so why have I spent all this money on 3 books so far…!? Because the guy at the bookstore around the corner is really cute…but now thinks I have the literary sense of a 2-year old. Damn.

Happy New Year and all that jazz…

I’ve been MIA for awhile not because of busy-ness, but just lack of motivation to write anything (alternatively, read: lazy). Hopefully I’m like that one person people tend to know who they don’t hear from for months and when they appear out of nowhere and you talk to them (or read their blog…) it’s like no time has passed.  Either that, or people have given up on my blog and me.

I spent about 5 days in California (not warm and sunny despite the deceiving palm trees would suggest) and got some much needed chilling time with my favourite cousins who I miss terribly. I’ve been back home in Toronto for a about a week and half now. Either it’s gotten colder here or I’ve turned into a weakling who can’t stand the cold. But I’m cold. All the time. WTF?

I guess end of the year is when you reflect on the days that have fleeted by in a blur and then make your resolutions for the upcoming year. Which I think most people forget by the time they crawl home from their New Year’s Eve parties.  But intention counts for something, right?

But my resolutions for 2009 are:

  • finish law school (APRIL 27TH!)
  • update my blog more (despite how mundane life can be)
  • keep closet organized for more than a week
  • drink more water
  • catch up with old friends (other than a yearly Facebook message)

(I stole the last two from Ruby – what else are friends for than to have you leech of their good ideas?)

I’m off to ring in the new year with some old frineds and new (as the   song goes…Auld Lang Syne).

Wishing you all a very happy new year with much happiness, good health and love for 2009.

Make it a good one.

Mandatory Birthday Post…and other randomness

Birthday/B-Day/Cake Day/*siiiiiiiiigh*

So it’s my 26th birthday today…like now…it’s about 12am here (thank you to all who wished me before :D). And I’m not keeling over from the shock. I’m mature. Calm. Sensible. I accept aging as a landmark to show how learned I am about the world.

That, plus I have no other damn choice. Let’s stick with what I said above.

My parents and sister sent me a birthday card in the mail – very sweet. And tomorrow’s plan is to ditch all things school related, go shopping, go to the beach, dinner with friends. And…possibly skydiving next week? :O

Colours/Colors

Apparently I’m “Cadet Blue”

you are cadetblue
#5F9EA0

Your dominant hues are green and blue. You’re smart and you know it, and want to use your power to help people and relate to others. Even though you tend to battle with yourself, you solve other people’s conflicts well.Your saturation level is lower than average – You don’t stress out over things and don’t understand people who do. Finishing projects may sometimes be a challenge, but you schedule time as you see fit and the important things all happen in the end, even if not everyone sees your grand master plan.

Your outlook on life can be bright or dark, depending on the situation. You are flexible and see things objectively.

the spacefem.com html color quiz

Hmm…fairly true…? Try it out and share your colour! Maybe we’re colour compatible 😀

Halloween/Hallowe’en

The Aussies don’t really celebrate Halloween the way the North American’s do. For some it’s bewilderment as to why the grocery store has a small bin of plastic jack-o-lanterns decorations, for others it’s a chance to do it up like the Americans and have a costume party.

YUM.

YUM.

All I want to know is – where is my fun-sized candy!?!?! There is no ‘fun’ in a regular sized Snickers! I want my bite-sized-guilt-free indulgence! The entire point of Halloween is the candy – forget the costumes. Somehow I’ve come to assume that there is an acquired right that come October 31st I can could walk up to all the doors of my neighbourhood and get candy and then feel free to judge them based on the candy they gave out. Obviously, I can’t get away with now at 26 (*choke*) so I believe that right should be to have the ability to purchase fun-sized candy whenever I please. But alas, that right is restricted to Canada/USA (do they do Halloween in Mexico…?).

I ought to persuade my brother to buy some packages of candy for me for when I get back home in December, but maybe we could just take some from my sister’s stash…(yes, that would be taking candy from a baby, but she’s 9, she shouldn’t have so much sugar. I’m doing it for her sake….that’s what I told my brother when he was little and look how great he turned out.)

This would make 6 posts in about 3 weeks…which would make up for disappearing in September…can’t believe this blog has been going for 4 years now.

Randomness/What-the-hell-is-she-on?

  • This is a random sentence to give me time to think of something else to say…
  • I have to say…of all the wonderful little things, one of my favourite has to be opening up iTunes and choosing ‘Shuffle’ and having your absolute favourite song (or one you’ve been wanting to listen to or that just fits your mood at that time) be the first track it plays…like what just happened now 🙂
  • I currently started reading the book Shantaram – if you’ve read, let me know whether it’s worth the read because at 933 pages I don’t know if I have the stamina to hold out with a book that size that ends up being pointless. On the other hand, please point me to some good reads you’ve had lately.
  • another insert sentence…
  • Am I the only who hasn’t watched Grease??? My friend nearly yelled at me the other day for not having seen it. Have I really been that deprived..?
  • Alright, it’s almost 12am so I’ll end this here…so far my birthday is being rung in sans-cockroach, unlike last year

I’m alive! So far…

I lost track of how many hiatuses I’ve taken in the last year but I figured I’d pop back in to wave around a flag to let people know that I’ve not collapsed in the library stacks, but am alive and well. So far…exams start this week so if my family and friends thought I was hard to get a hold of before, I’m about to pull a Where’s Waldo act on them and going to obscureness until August 16th.

I thought I should reply to comments from the last post, but I realized now that it’s been a month and there’s probably some statute of limitations on replying to blog comments [replies done]. Thankyouthankyouthankyou for all the encouraging words and silent support my peoples.

People, now is a good time in the world. We are all bonding and unifying together for one cause to better society. I’ve seen this happen with other people, but had yet to experience it for myself, but now that I have, it’s brought tears to my eyes.

Yes, when it comes to a single 25 year old girl, the world at large hastens to links pinky fingers and form a circle around her all in efforts to find her someone to complete her life.

Example 1:

I’m walking through the media centre at school – fancy term of place with lots of computers and tables where people chat, study, play PS3 and Wii and otherness. I see a friend I hadn’t seen around campus for awhile and wave and say hi since she seemed busy talking with another person. I’m about to pass by her when she catches my attention.

Her: “Hey!” she says jumping up from her seat.

Me: “Hey, how’s it going? Where have you been?” I say turning towards her.H

Her: “Good, been busy. Hey, are you looking for a man?”

Me: “….”

Her: “….”

Me: You actually want me to answer that !? “um…aren’t we all? Ahahahaha..ha…” Good God what the hell else am I supposed to say to that?!

Her: “so-and-so told me you were looking for a guy”

Me: so-and-so needs to have a talking to and possibly be knocked down “well…I’m not ‘looking’ I mean, I’m single right now, so I’m willing to meet people…but, um, yeah”

Her: “Ok because I know someone”

Me: OK…I know many someones too. “Oh?”

Her: “Yeah, he’s Hyderabadi [place in India where my parents are from] and so-and-so said that’s what you were looking for”

Me: so-and-so needs to have her lips sewn shut. Or stapled. “I never said that – I told her that’s where my parents from but I’m not looking for anyone specifically from that background”

Her: “Ohhh ok, well do you want to talk to him? He’s in India now but he lives here.”

Me: “I…uh, well I’m not looking to stay here after I’m done school…so…”

Her: “Ok well he’s on my Facebook if you want to check him out. He’s really nice. And he’s Hyderabadi. Nice guy. You should talk to him. I have to get to class, but let me know if you change your mind!”

Me: “Uh, yeah, I will, right. Sure thing. Bye.”

Example 2

On the phone with my mom.

Mom: “Your aunt has found a couple guys for you.”

Me: “Of course she has.”

Mom: “You should take a look”

Me: “What do you mean ‘take a look’?”

Mom: “She found them on Shaadi.com. I can send you the links”

Me: Why did we teach you how to turn on the computer?! “Gotta go study mom. Maybe some other time”

Mom: Should I email them to you? There’s also someone in Alberta that -”

Me: “My email isnt working right now”

Mom: “Ok I’ll wait until you get home in August then”

Me: Yay. “Ok mom, love you, bye”

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But then there are times I get reassurances. Like this email from my cousin in Florida:

” FIND A PERSON OF YOUR OWN CHOICE. As you know your parents and me are from India, and despite assuming than we know better than you folks, trust me, sometimes we do not know anything about this place!!! Its very scary and intimidating as well. Desi’s came over with the sole purpose to earn money, other than earning money they just don’t know a damn thing!”

When I read things like that it makes me laugh at the entire situation and I can go on with my day. What else can you do but laugh, right? I’m a strong believer in the word “faith”. Faith in anything makes people better for it. It strengthens convictions, makes you bolder and it defines love. I don’t know if I have faith in my abilities as a future lawyer (don’t tell my clients that), but I do have faith in God that so far I’m living it right enough that whatever happens I can make the best of it. And I’m content with that for now.

I’m reading everyone else’s blogs off and on but haven’t commented. But once exams are over everyone is getting a massive comment spam from me 😀

Be well.

Mosaic Me

I took this idea from the lovely ‘liya

Rules:
a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
b. Using only the first page, pick an image.
c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into fd’s mosaic maker.

1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. Favorite drink?
7. Dream vacation?
8. Favorite dessert?
9. What you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. One Word to describe you.
12. Your flickr name.

Mosaic AKA



1. DSC00273, 2. Not available, 3. 2006-11-23 at 17-35-33, 4. Not available, 5. noah wyle 08, 6. Water is life!, 7. Gondola at Dusk, Venice, Italy, 8. Miniature Cakes, 9. don’t worry be happy new year, 10. Never Lose Faith, 11. …you will say…I am a dreamer…, 12. Khadeeja Mosque