Wednesday, September 29

Do or die!

I'm back to what I do best- making lists. This time, it's 25 things I want to do before I die. Again, this can be potentially expanded to more:

1) Write a novel

2) Update my blog regularly :)

3) Go on a world tour

4) Learn to play some sport properly

5) Get my own library with all my favourite books in

6) Work in an NGO

7) Go on a camping trip in the wild

8) Do one new thing everyday

9) Sing with my ipod as though no one's listening

10) Dance as though no one's watching ;)

11) Beam a bright smile so wide it almost cracks my jaw every morning I get up

12) Buy a typewriter

13) Get a camera and carry it around with me wherever I go

14) STOP THINKING obsessively about everything

15) Get rid of clutter

Will continue the rest later. My sister is miffed for some reason at me and I've to go and sort it out. In a while :)


Wednesday, September 8

Badminton-an expounding

I love playing badminton. Is there some saying about how we love to do those things best we're hopelessly awful at? I have a sneaking suspicion I am really terrible at badminton though my coach doesn't say anything about it beyond some vague mention of practice, and my fellow students are completely expressionless when I play. Well, some of the boys laugh, or at least look as though they would snigger at any moment, but they're just kids, aren't they? They don't really matter :)

I tried playing with my sister after I decided I needed the practice and she decided she needed the exercise. I certainly gave her a lot of exercise, whatever else happened. My sister said I played pathetically, and I was surprised. I knew I wasn't very good yet, but I thought I was rather tolerable.

"Didn't I play better than you? Surely I did. Look at those high shots! Aren't they wonderful?", I asked in a bewildered, yet hopeful tone.

My sister's only response was an incredulous look that would put any doubting Thomas to shame. I could practically see her brain going "This is clearly the worst case of egoism and wilful ignorance of one's own faults I've ever seen" She always thought I was rather conceited-she was completely mistaken of course, I need not fail to add-but this seemed to be too much even for her.

So that's why I have a sneaking suspicion I'm not that good at the game. Yet, I shall march on bravely, my head held high and my confidence unshaken. Wish me luck!


Vampires Suck.............NOT!

I just saw this trailer for Vampires Suck. It's hilarious!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't wait to watch the movie. Spoofs are generally a lot of fun if you've seen the original and you know the scenes pretty well.





Friday, September 3

I haven't written all through august

My list of posts is like some kind of decreasing arithmetic progression. In June, there were eight, then only three in July, and none at all in August. Ok, it isn't exactly an A.P. since the difference isn't the same, but that's the general idea.

Talking of maths, there was this really wonderful maths book I read recently( that is, two months ago :)) It's called 'A Certain Ambiguity' and it's written by two Indians(I forget their names unfortunately). It's a relief to find a book written by Indians that I actually feel like reading again. The only other book by an Indian author I read which I really liked was 'The TamBrahm Bride' by Kaushalya Saptarishi.

TBB is a light-hearted read, and I think will be really taken to by all Tamil Brahmins out there, as well as everyone else. ACA is for anyone who has an interest in maths, or philosophy, or both. It's not highbrow in the least, and very, very interesting. I couldn't study for my exam properly because I was so absorbed in reading it.

My sister is reading 'The Interpretation of Murder' and I want to read it because it's connected very greatly with the subject I'm studying, psychology. But she says it's rather disgusting, and I think I can believe her because Freud was known to have researched the darkest part of the human mind. I don't really want to know in any detail the horrible crimes humans can get up to, or anything about the darker side of human nature, so I'm just going to get along with 'normal' psychology. I'll have enough to deal with anyway next year when I do 'abnormal psychology'. It'll probably be interesting, but kind of creepy too, studying criminal minds. Well, when it comes, let's see.

Saturday, July 24

I know it's been a long, long time

but now I'm back to my blog again, and I'm using it as a means to keep away my boredom and keep me awake so I'll be able to actually study something and not have to lie when my parents come back and ask if I've studied. All this thanks to my exams starting day after.

But to deviate:

Psychology is fun- I love doing the project we were set. We had to pounce on some hapless victim (a.k.a the subject) and perform an experiment for advertisement recall- presenting a series of ads very fast one after the other, to see which was the most eye-catching. Well, that wasn't the project exactly but that's how I did it. I even repeated it thrice till my mother, who'd sweetly volunteered to be the subject, got quite bored and recommended me to my sister instead. I found that a good idea and I performed the experiment twice on her and once on my grandfather. No one could accuse me of not throwing my heart into the project.

One small problem though. I've lost the sheet I recorded my results on. So I've to do it all over again.

:) Yeah!

Sunday, July 4

That green aerosol spray

I've dyed my hair green.

:)

At least a part of it though.

But it isn't permanent.

Actually, it's supposed to be streaked green. I did it in a moment of madness during my school fete yesterday.

It still seems weird to me that I, of all people, am going about with coloured hair. Especially green!!!

I'm reminded of Anne (of green gables) now. She too dyed her hair green with three significant differences.

A- She actually wanted it to be black (not that I wanted green myself)

B- Her dyeing was permanent (Mine, hopefully, is temporary)

C- She looked at her hair with horror and many bitter tears (I'm full of stunned wonder and more than a little amused)

Actually, my hairs looks completely freaky, and feels like cardboard too. But it's also pretty good to look at. I'm going to take a photo of my hair and keep it safe by to look at the next time I get all impulsive and hot-headed. Maybe I'll even upload it here!

The happiest things 2

This title sounds like a sequel to some ultra-successful movie :)

I love lists. I love making them, but it is annoying when I don't get to finish them completely. That's not about to happen to this one though. There are just so many things to be happy about. I'm not in an annoyingly cheerful optimistic mood (I hope). I'm just trying to successfully apply some principles I recently learned from a book that our life is mainly determined by the quality of our thoughts. So I've decided I'm going to be happy from now on, and I'm sure it's going to work!

Back to my list. I've to start from fourteen:

14) Dressing up(complete with accessories and make-up)

15) Studying something even if you don't have to: especially if you don't have to

16) Winning!

17) Freshly shampooed hair

18)Creating/inventing something

19) Pretty shoes

20) Cute names

21) A smile

22) Packing for a holiday trip

23)A gift-wrapped present or hamper

24) Seeing someone's eyes light up at the sight of you

25) Volunteering for something!

This is by no means all. But I'll continue the rest later I think. Probably 25 more. Maybe I'll keep adding more and more, bits and pieces whenever I think of it, and I'll suddenly find one day I've written a thousand!

That would be truly magical.