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Sunday, September 21, 2008

so

9:26 AM
on sunday morning, my humiliation of having failed bbdc's final theory evaluation (after having passing it TWICE but not being able to book a TP test) was pretty fresh, and so i was grouching around in the kitchen, convinced that at this rate i will never get a license and drive a damn car while trying to make my morning coffee and then i dropped the carton and spilt the milk.

my life is iritatingly metaphorical. UGH.



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Sunday, September 14, 2008

stuff

8:45 AM
i have friends as bimbos. i mean, like, bimbos as friends. like, whatever.

this proves it.

me (having intellectual conversation about scientific stuff) : IVF has a low rate of success and also so expensive!
J (very intelligent life science student) : and there's a higher risk of the baby being abnormal
me: oh really?
V (the bimbo): : how about test tube babies?

rightt. so speaks the one with the baby. apparently she has no clue about babies other than how to make them. hurhur.

later in the evening; deja vu.

me: i think he looks like, who's that guy, anna hathaway's boyfriend from the devil wears prada. so cute.
A: i don't know who that is.
me: adrian something.
A: i don't know who that is, but i think he looks like the entourage guy...
T: i think they're the same person?

on an unrelated note, i feel the love. it's been AGES since i had nothing dancy to do on weekends and this fri and sat have been awesome. =) it is tough trying to reclaim a social life. and now i know the hypothetical kids have scary aunt tabby, crazy auntie ashley and we'll tell them to stay away from pervy uncle kumar. and apparently i am stingy aunt anuja. HAH.



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Monday, September 08, 2008

i've figured a few reasons why

12:13 AM
bharathantyam is bad for you. here is my economic analysis:

1. bharathanatyam and dark circles are highly positively correlated. due to the extensive amounts of eyeliner one wears for classes and the face paint that one is forced to wear during performances, it gives us panda eyes. and wrinkles. i have an inkling that the ingredients in pancake (the thing that makes us look like we have jaundice) can't be that good for the skin.

2. bharathanatyam and studying are mutually exclusive. today's perf was done with ohnomoneyandbankingtutorialshitkamasutrareadingfuckpsychometrictestcrapinterviewomgpublicpolicy challengediediedie instead of that thathin thaka tha in my head.

3. bharathanatyam in singapore has no economic benefits. it does not vale add to resumes. employers won't care two hoots about an arangetram.

4. bharathanatyam and hairfall also have a high positive correlation. gel, spray, crowns, fake hair, tight rubberbands, clips, more clips and even more clips all cause extensive amounts of hair fall. my dustbin currently is half full of hair.

5. going 2 days without eating proper meals, when both days are physically exhausting can't be good for the stomach.

6. it kills the knees. indian flabby stomachs + indian asses normally exert excess pressure on indian skinny knees and bharathanatyam makes it worse.

what have i been doing for the past 22 years? i should have been typically singaporean and joined ccas that would have given me recognition by the market, and gotten a scholarship to overseas and come back and dance every hoidays and get praised for my seasonal interest instead of juggling uni and weekly classes and performances and doing a slip shit job at everything.



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