nobody dances around coconut trees, believe me.
theyoungersister

fair, wheatish complexion. docile, domesticated, dancer. childbearing hips. by logical conclusion will make good wife.


previous posts

souvenir
far from geek
i told myself not to blog about dr*v**g
did you know
midsem
sexymen
do you realise
how to feel better
he loves me, he loves me not. happy valentines.
twilight


past

November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009


links

Ammani
ashley!
jingaling
nini
theOlderSister
yunwen (:
PostSecret


Shouts




Credits

Designer: Elies
Base code:OHsaygoodbye
Image: Kristi

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

survival guide to the national university of stairs

11:34 AM
1. comfortable shoes. you do not want to be running back and forth from lecture to tutorial from arts to science in toe pinching balance losing shoes. the status of social pariah will be genereously awarded to you if you trip and fall and do other similar embarrassing things

2. a multi plug point adapter thing. there is constant competition for plug points everywhere in the university and if you miraculously find an unused one, most likely it will be broken. bring a multi plug pin while wearing a low cut cleavage revealing outfit to the library so you can seduce other resident nerds and convince them to share their power socket with you. and then you bend low and flash your multi plug at him.

3. earphones. it is imperative that one must be as anti-social as others around you. and it helps to listen to something to block out stressed people who sing along out loud to their ipods.

4. a few kind words for the photocopying machine. it is alive. it knows when you are short of time, and it will definitely give you a paper jam when you don't need it. speak to it kindly and sweetly and be nice to you in times of massive photocopying.

5. gloves, scarf, boots, leggings, jackets. whatever you need to keep you warm in lecture theatres and libraries. of course, make sure underneath you are skimpily dressed in a pair of tiny denim shorts and a shirt that says 'i lost my number, can i have yours?' across the chest so that you will blend in in arts when you are out of aircon. if you are in any other uncool faculty, wear to school whatever you wore to bed, and make sure you layer up in lessons.

6. shortcuts! know all the shortcuts. do not follow the signs. signs take you in circles around the university.

7. do not bring money with you when you go to the forum. by the time you walk out of it, you would have bought yourself overprices earrings, something pretty but unnecessary to beautify your laptop, clothes, slippers, books etc.

8. a glare. for everyone. an especially ferocious one for irritating couples walking around campus.

9. a lorry to carry the semester's worth of readings and textbooks.

10. intelligent friends. what would yoy do without them, right?

11. creating a good relationship between you and ISB drivers. they are the most powerful people in the university.



0 comments


Tuesday, March 25, 2008

randoms

10:12 AM
1. i was psyching myself up to start a 20 page paper so to feel like the document had something i wrote the usual name-matric number-module code on top of the page. but instead of typing EC4101, i typed EC$!)! which to me sounds that much more honest about my feelings toward the class.

2. there should be an NUS People Watchers Association.

3. counselling services should be provided for people who suffer from Acute Exchange WIthdrawal Symptoms and Hall Withdrawal Symptoms. as AEWS and HWS can cause serious psychological damage if left untreated, the least you could do is freeze our grades. freeze them you uncaring bougeoise!



0 comments


Thursday, March 20, 2008

...

10:56 AM
'i heard her performance went very well. do you know she's doing theatre studies in NUS?'

'yes ma, i know. honours.'

'wow, very good.'

'i could have, you know.'

'anuja, everyone has their strengths and weaknesses.'

have you ever considered that your great plan of daughter number one becoming a lawyer and daughter number 2 becoming a doctor/engineer/financial consultant may be infallible?

i can't even do econs honours level modules. what makes you think i'm even vaguely good at this subject? what do you know about the academic environment that i am going crazy in? what do you know about what's making me so irritable lately?

btw, i listen to you. my silence doesn't mean that i agree with all that you have to say.



1 comments


Saturday, March 15, 2008

navarasas 1101

11:11 PM
so. after an entire week of up to 2 practices a day, the day has arrived (along with a cold gah so sucky). i have decided that with my years of experience and an infinite number of stage performances where my dancing is perfect and my emotions oh SO natural, it is only right that i come up with my own bhararathanatyam theories, especially on the 9 rasas. who needs traditional theory anymore? here's my version. throughout the varnam, i am supposed to depict 9 emotions, and here's MY interpretation:

1. shit, wrongwrongwrong!
2. ok anuja, swallow that burp. be inconspicuous.
3. FUCK my knee!
4. what's next eh. die.
5. stitch! wtf not now!
6. this has to end NOW. i resign. from living.
7. muscle-fucking-cramp
8. damn this hot stage.
9. waterrrrrr. nowwwwww.

i should like, totally write a book.

and looking at dramafeste pictures makes me sad :(:( hope it went well lovelies.

post performance comment: i totally mastered the above. now to figure out the actual navarasas which i mangled haha.



0 comments


Friday, March 14, 2008

econometrics and itches.

2:12 PM
i now know why they taught us the albhabet in primary school. it's so that we can suffer through econometrics when we grow up. oh, the joy of it all. i now see B, X, P, M, Y, U and now Z in all my econometrics lecture notes. i couldn't be more grateful for being taught the alphabet. of course, we can't forget the letter d, without which we cannot differentiate.

do you know what extreme helplessness is? when you've got our wallet tucked under one arm, and you are precariously attempting to balance hot milo and a sandwich without trying to drop the sandwich or spill the milo or burn yourself and suddenly you have an itch on your head but you have no hands to scratch it.



0 comments


Sunday, March 09, 2008

subconscious.

10:09 AM
you don't realise how much you've been focusing on something until it starts appearing in your subconscious.

like this practising for my econometrics exam. i was doing a reading and i came across a citation with roman numerals (full of Xs) and i freaked out cos i thought it was a matrix. i actually had a jolt. it was definitely fear. hahah

and when boss lady comes home and starts yelling at the maid, the first thing that comes to mind is how to work on the 8th rasa in my varnam (which is anger). i'm wondering why i'm thinking about such things in the shower when 'lather rinse repeat' should be singing in my head and i realise it's cos i can hear the yelling through the walls.

ack! i'm so weird. just like you ash (:

in other news i think my mother's bhagvad gita classes are pointless. how can you come home after 2 hours of gita recitation and analysis and the first thing you do is yell at the maid and lose patience with your mother-in-law?



0 comments


Monday, March 03, 2008

dedication

10:40 AM
i have a nagging feeling that academically this semester is going to be disappointing. it's halfway through the sem and even with my paying attention and taking copious notes i still feel like i haven't learnt ANYTHING since the start of the sem.

i remember watching this malay horror movie on tv12 (ooh those were the days of tv 12! and SBC!) and this woman-creature-thing was devouring a lot of meat and whatever she ate would fall out of the back of her head. they showed it in graphic detail. it was kinda gross. and scary. and i slept in my parents room that night. anyway, i digress. my studying seems to be just like that. my head is porous! i am pedantic! right puja? hahhaa

i think its dedication when you wake up at 7 30 to practice dance even when you are cramping so badly and are generally tired. and you still go for class later where you know it is going to be exhausting to dance. and think.

i don't know if i deserve to have canceled saturday night's class, and i now the mother wants me to cancel tuesday's class. ahh choices! now i keep thinking of the facebook group 'sorry, i can't, i have dance' and i realise my entire life has been giving up something else for dance. my priorities have changed, i don't know if i am comfortable with that. issues! :(

the next 2 weeks are going to be insane.

cramps cramps go away!



1 comments