namaste

oh i love a bit of cake

2007-01-27T11:03:00.000-08:00

so today i was walking down the street, listening to music and thinking about how nice it is when the sun shines in glasgow.
all of a sudden i felt something hitting me in the back of my head. i took the earphones out, turned around and saw two maybe 12 year old boys giggling extremely hard. then i touched my head and realized i had cake in my hair.

someone threw a cake at me! a cake! on the street in the middle of the day! completely unprovoked!

so i got really really mad. or maybe just a bit annoyed. then i put my hat on to camouflage my cakey head and then i started laughing. and i laughed and laughed for about two blocks and people stared at me, walking alone, laughing my ass off.

how often do people throw a cake at you?
i realized this day was special and i am going to make the most out of it.

let's have a shower and get rid of the cake first though.

sofie's blog pt 2: the revival

2007-01-24T11:58:00.000-08:00

following the recent trend among my friends: my blog is alive, once again.

when i moved to glasgow there were a few things i was looking forward to:

-living in a city
-going to concerts
-meeting lots of new people
-being close to nico

after living in glasgow for half a year i have reached certain conclusions:

-living in a city isn't really cool unless you know your way around. like, you get on a bus and know where it's going.
-i don't really live in a city: i think i'm destined to living on top of a hill and my school happens to be on the same hill (once again), so even though this particular hill is in the middle of the city, the bubble feeling remains
-concerts rock my socks off and i love glasgow for it. all my life (or, for ca two years) i have been so envious of all those california kids and their gigs, but now i live in the california of europe (debatable).
-well meeting lots of new people. i sure did. and then most of them turned out to be california kids or maybe maryland kids, ohio kids or even turkey kids. so they left me. and now i'm trying to decide: do the great people that are still around me outweigh the lack of the people who used to be around me (both here and in india)?
-and nico? well. close, but not there.

i'm starting to question my sanity:
would i actually prefer heatrashes and frogs in the toilet to no heatrashes and definitely no frogs in the toilet?

i need to wake up and make the most of what's there.
i think the problem is the lack of lack of things.
yes, in a fundamental way.

oh man i am so nostalgic!

2006-09-05T05:22:00.000-07:00

sitting here in my mum's flat watching silly tv shows such as fresh prince in bel air, it's strange to thingk about everyone being back in india. how are our firstyears doing? and zeroyears? how is the smoking ban affecting campus? so many things to think about. and the other day i got my camera back from my sister so i could finally load pictures from the last month in india onto my computer (which is working again, so all you people who wanted pictures, just let me know and i'll send you cd's). well point is really that those pictures made me really nostalgic and sad. and then i noticed there was a pile of letters next to me on the table here, and one of them was from shane. and so i got more nostalgic, especially because of the nice roy lichtensteinish fake stamp she had put on the envelope, even though the letter was unfortunately for my mum. lucky mummy. and then i found eir's blog, which has such a long name i can't even write it here in fear of misleading you guys, and reading her posts about first meetings with india just made me, if possible, even more nostalgic!

so in order to think about something else, i should write a bit more about my lovely little nephew that i've fallen in love with. my mum said when he was born that she was really surprised that i was so excited about the baby. i wonder why she said that. do i seem like a baby hater? or just like a generally uninterested person? he's the baby in the picture, and his name is frithjof.

other than that, a general update on my whereabouts and plans:
i'm going to london tomorrow and i am quite excited that i get to see nico (teddy, the dog in the picture is not at home) and maybe possibly mark (and bethan?) and eventually dario. and then i am super excited to start school, four months of summer holidays has made me a bit restless. a bit? that's a lie.

now i'm listening to nice music in the headphones that aren't really mine. thank you nico for being my private bank! hihi.

i'm all excited in that premature way

2006-08-28T11:44:00.000-07:00

it's true. i look forward to five things

- my nephew+sister+brotherinlaw are coming on wednesday
- i'm leaving for oslo on saturday
- i'm leaving for london on tuesday
- i'm leaving for edinburgh on the 11th
- i'm starting school in glasgow on the 17th

in the meantime i'm smoothing over small offences

gradually graying grout

2006-05-07T02:24:00.000-07:00

self portrait that never really got finished before my exhibition. oh well, here it is anyway.

they took them away

2006-05-06T04:29:00.000-07:00

my kids are gone!
without telling me. they are in bombay. on a permanent basis.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.

so my mum is coming in two (!!!) weeks. my IB's get over on thursday.
hmm..
and on thursday, i shall be...well...bored i guess.
and on friday: nico turns 20. happy birthday!

once upon a time there was aa girl called sofie. her hair was green and her eyes were pink and she wore a swimsuit with big orange flowers. one day sofie went to the aqarium, and she swam with the fish in the egyptian tea garden. then she turned into a white stone and stayed there for the rest of time.

definitely bored.

untitled

2006-05-04T22:27:00.000-07:00

but it has something to do with brains and details and connections and interesting things like those.

muwcirussen 2006

2006-05-04T21:49:00.000-07:00

sofie the little russejente with a slightly high level of tipsiness in the jeep back from paud. muwcirussen er i gang!

uterus, cervix, test....minesweeper

2006-05-02T08:05:00.000-07:00

sitting in my room trying to squeeze in some biology into my already relatively full head most often just ends up in ... well ... playing minesweeper. i happened to spend approx two hours today sitting there clicking and going crazy when i couldn't do it so i had to start all over again. and then i finally made it, but i didn't beat the best time, so then i had to go again. and finally ola came and made me realize how stupid i was. so i started making playlists instead.

english exam no 1 went well enough. but i'd rather dance than talk to you.

i like my new playlist. here it is:

kings of convenience - i'd rather dance with you
the yeah yeah yeahs - way out
tool - animae
the shins - new slang
the decemberists - 16 military wives
neutral milk hotel - communist daughter
grandaddy - am180
the shins - caring is creepy
bigbang - something special
john frusciante - time runs out
the libertines - radio america
röyksopp - eple
zero seven - in the waiting line
placebo - sleeping with ghosts
morrissey -come back to camden
the arcade fire - neighborhoood # 1
placebo - passive aggressive
st germain - latin note
the libertines - don't be shy
röyksopp - poor leno

and to please my cheesy-sing-along-song-self:

maroon five - she will be loved
tracy chapman - for my lover

i will go fall asleep now. while listening to kings of convenience. oh what a song.

danger danger (in an australian accent and excited tone of voice)

2006-04-27T06:46:00.000-07:00

i should actually be at home getting really drunk right now. according to tradition that is. but no, here i am in some weird air conditioned stone structure on a hill in india. i guess the peculiarity of the situation should be a source of inspiration in itself.
i think i'll do well.
just because i'm one of those people who people think isn't really smart but then i go and fool them all.

i shall ace the IB

halleluja

since varanasi

2006-04-10T05:52:00.000-07:00

events, events...

1) my friends are here!
2) i went to goa with them , came home this morning
3) i'm so sunburnt i have blisters. why didn't i use sunscreen? I DID!
4) i got into RISD!

whoa. that's a lot in 10 days. oh and my friend magnus from florida might come and visit. but more importantly:

my art. it's going slowly but surely: my new project is a kind of self-portraitish interactive installation and i am hoping to finish it tonight. it's kind of like a boardgame. i'll post a picture when it's finished!

i'm a bit taken by surprise by these schools that accept me. i wonder if i will be good enough for them. we'll see when the time comes, won't we?

where is nicolas going...?

and: pictures from project week!
1) buddhist pilgrims in bodhgaya. we thought we found the tree buddha got enlightened under, but it turned out the real tree was locked in. so sad.
2)a big ass cow in varanasi. kind of blocked the way.
3) in varanasi, i met a goat at this ghat. so i found it kind of funny and i asked shane to take a picture.

varanasi

2006-03-31T00:09:00.000-08:00

is not as scary as they say. but the water in the ganga has 14500 fecal coliform bacteria pr cm3 more that it should to be safe to swim in.

that's for you, stupid japanese tourists!! moahahahahaha.

just kidding.
it was probably just as stupid to get a head massage on the ghats. god knows what those hands had touched.

till later,
phir milenge

i thought there were jungles in bengal!

2006-03-26T01:16:00.000-08:00

well maybe there is. but me and shano haven't seen any yet... we are in calcutta, and as far as jungles are concerned i guess you could say it's a 'concrete jungle' as rahul would put it.
we arrived this morning by train (36 hours) and today we have been around a bit; we have seen the mother teresa's mother home (which is not actually a home for anyone except the mothers) and we were a bit dissappointed because there were no children or anything. however, they gave us directions to go and see the actual homes, so maybe we'll do that tomorrow.
we are leaving tomorrow night to Bodgaya in the middle of Bihar, that should be cool. I have never been to Bihar, I've only heard many bad jokes about its politicians (read:second project week last year) in bodgaya there are buddhist temples everywhere; supposedly there is one for each country that has a major buddhist population. woho, i'm excited.
after that we are heading to varanasi, major pilgrim destination, where we are most probably in for a 'hinduism overdose' as shane put it. oh well. i suppose we will be dirty by then and in need of some purification, be it spiritual or physical.

on monday i had a funny experience. me, sukanya and nikhil were waiting for this restaurant to open, and right next to the restaurant there is a major movie theatre (inox). so we decided to go on a adventure - we snook in through some doors and all of a sudden we found ourselves in the middle of some hindi movie - malamaal weekly, if i remember correctly. then we went outside, and i stepped in dirt. so then i went to the bathroom in mc donalds to clean my feet. with the bumshower.
maybe it doesn't sound like that much of an adventure. actually it looks kind of lame now that i see what i just wrote. anyway, we had fun. and inox hates us now.

that's all. maybe bodgaya will have more to report on than calcutta has so far provided. dhanyavad.

make you wanna move

2006-03-16T23:41:00.000-08:00

i'm a rainbow too. or Reign Beau as some people put it.

yesterday i had my english oral exam. i went in, picked my extract and got a bit mad. it happened to be the last chapter of catcher in the rye, chapter 26 if i remember correctly. not very hard, but oh, so annoying.
i wanted god of small things! i wanted god of small things!

the thing is, with catcher in the rye you cannot really say that much that your teacher hasn't already told you. with god of small things you can. and i had SO MUCH to say!

my teacher said it was fine. but they always do - don't want to let you go out of there with the bad feeling of having fucked up. but if i had gotten god of small things it would have been so much more fine.

oh well. on my exam i can choose. i shall show you what god of small things is really all about.
a god of small things-shaped hole in the universe.

in the meantime i am a Reign Beau. I'm sure there's a treasure at the end, but the problem is i can't find it.

and the picture

2006-03-13T22:51:00.000-08:00

the chair in the right corner is in the process of severely injure someone.

koseoverdose

2006-03-13T22:47:00.000-08:00

final IB oral on the 16th. reading is nice.
math mocks exist to tell you all the things you don't know and you should study.

other mocks float around. and soon it is project week!

calcutta here we come.
actually i just wanted to post a picture. official eyewitness picture.

curious courier

2006-03-12T03:21:00.000-08:00

ahh you know what i just realized. like the second i started writing here. the font i write in is courier, at least before it's published and becomes something else. day before yesterday i sat down to write some competitive scholarship essays and there was this inner voice in me that told me to write in courier. so i did. but then again, courier is not that nice. i think there are two reasons why i wrote in courier anyway:

1) to think i'm writing a blogpost is more comfortable than writing an essay
2) i want this typewriter so badly! maybe courier reminds me of a typewriter kind of font. well it doesn't just remind me, it is.

it is sunday and i have been reading all day. i reexplored my love for the god of small things. ok so it's a bit pretentious now and then but... it makes me think. in a matthew barney kind of way. which is what i wrote in courier about the other day.

cremaster...

tuttei

2006-03-09T22:49:00.000-08:00

shane already announced this i guess. but yeah, i got into mica. for all those who do not know what mica is, it is the maryland institute college of art.

i shall right away start applying for scolarships. (in my confusedness i have overlooked the forms earlier. may be due to my hatred of bureaucracy.)

and. we trashed the AQ yesterday. well, trashed it? we danced and made all the classrooms into crazy table and chair installation rooms. quite fun. and we kept sean paul away, that was the best part.

we had to endure a bit of spice girls, but that's kind of on the same level as shane and her skater boi obsession. the songs are so simple you sound like a proper star if you sing them. so in that sense it was good.

i would say the highlights were the interpretive dances performed by my two lovely housemates, shane and else. they were dancing to 'kung-fu fighting' and 'first we take manhattan' respectively. picture else's angry face going: THEN WE TAKE BERLIN!!!

horn ok please

2006-03-08T23:29:00.000-08:00

india keeps amazing me. it rained today! it's been a very long time since i last saw rain in this country; it was probably way back in october or something. what a feeling! We got inspired by the freshness of the air and the greenness of the plants, so we decided to make a nice lunch and enjoy the day to the maximum.
result: i can't stand as i had too many burritos. (shane informed me that even if those burritos were the strangest she had ever seen, they definitely were burritos. "they fit the description", she said, "a tortilla with stuff inside.")

the best part was our drinking water from champagne glasses. after performing a play with the striking title "the party" for theatre week we have ended up with a million champagne glasses in our house. we have started a new and sophis' kind of lifestyle i would say.

today:
rain, thunder
last english class of my life
last maths class of my life (i bunked.)
most amazing food in a long time

tonight:
volleyball
yearbook
aq trashing

tomorrow morning:
watching the confused firstyears entering the aq
partying on the roof the whole day.

NO TODAY CLASS, ROHIDAS!

shane, we shall confiscate the iPod or whatever will be playing sean paul tomorrow.
i say it's the time for gravy train.

and ah, i got a strange letter from mica. what to think what to think. i think they shall tell me soon.
these are my recent thoughts:

be perfect, be perfect!

2006-03-06T22:31:00.000-08:00

i have a problem with this constant need people have to define things. define this and define that. is catcher in the rye an existentialist work? are nose piercings pretty or not? i am tired of it. let us now sit down and anti-define some things.
relationship does not equal hugging and kissing.
friendship does not equal being friendly.
distance does not equal sadness.
love does not equal hearts and roses.
the pool does not equal water.

and to sum it all up.

the swastika does not equal bad.

i correct myself.

2006-03-04T09:06:00.000-08:00

we both have the best time of our week. saturday morning 9:45.

on the inside

2006-03-04T05:41:00.000-08:00

it feels like something you just do. go to bssk every week, have fun with the kids and go back home. when i took these pictures today, i realized: it is not something i do. it is something i am. i am someone to these children. i am the person who comes to them every week end and says: hi, dipali, how are you? smile for me!

and then she does. at first when i came, she just cried. now she smiles. we have gotten to know each other. she is 12 years old and she cannot speak. but today she told me: eooooooooo! (i interpret that as hello)

the good part is i think we both feel as good.

good advice

2006-03-03T08:53:00.000-08:00

DO NOT FOLLOWTHIS PATTERN OF ACTION

1) Wake up at 9:30 for history class

2) Bunk maths and go to paud

3) have two knock outs and a lot of rice and raita

4) go home on a bumpu country road

5) watch oceans twelve

6) fall asleep before the knock out effect is gone

7) wake up an hour later to go to see the MUWCI production of julius caesar. yes, in shakespearian english.

HEADACHE HEADACHE HEADACHE!

hvilken dag er det i dag?

2006-03-02T04:11:00.000-08:00

a fine day. i have finished all my work. i never thought this would happen, but all of a sudden it has and to be quite honest it has left me a bit puzzled.

what do i do now? i guess the answer from any teacher of mine would be: "start reding for your exams". relax. i will read for my exams. but now is the time to lean back and relax. enjoy the rest of theatre week.

sameera is here, nico sent me and email and all is good. i'm just looking forward to seeing hari and eyewitness tonight.

oh and my play. how was it? i shall let you know. but now i'm going to watch a movie.

1 year 1 year 1year

2006-02-28T22:35:00.000-08:00

that's the title of the long post i just wrote. unfortunately, the whole post got wiped away with my internet connection. that sucks. so one year can seem like many more basically. that's just the way it is. and it does seem like more than one year since me and nico spent the night on the roof of wada 3 house 9, talking about the sun, the valley, and language. long time ago. just check out the picture.
anyway, we've come a long way since then. norwegian fluency and distance management, we're quite good at it.

now my battery is dying.

neta just blocked my internet connection and as i made him aware of it he got a bit freaked out by the thought of all that internet streaming right into his body.

keep that in mind till later, while i go and biologize.
and...i have yet to write about my play.

the EE is due tonight

2006-02-25T23:32:00.000-08:00

and i am writing in my blog. i use it as an excuse to warm up my typing fingers...

at present, i have three questions:
- where did sameera didi go?
- why are mobile phones invented?

that's it. now let's check the olympic medal count.

and here is the wonder.

2006-02-22T07:47:00.000-08:00

some people's mouths water when they see food. mine waters when i see this.

arre baba!

2006-02-21T09:52:00.000-08:00

i have come to the conclusion that hindi is a brillian language. for example, you can be really rude and people won't even think you're rude. at least it feels rude to say some things in hindi. such as arre baba! arre is hard to explain, but it means something like come on, give me a break or you're full of shit. baba means approximately the same as 'dude'. so if you say 'arre baba!' it can mean:

- you're an ass, asshole!
- oh, you nasty little boy
- oh boy
- come on, brother
- you're crazy.

and many more.

so what i was saying about being rude and saying 'arre baba' is quite the cool because even if you say ARRE BABA!! in a very rude and high pitched voice, the receiver of your shout-out might filter it just as a simple 'come on, man' even if you really meant 'give me a break you off-ripping piece of shit!'

positive result: lots of aggression let lose from my side and no offense taken from i.a. the rickshaw driver's side.

what a peaceful language.

they want me!

2006-02-20T11:02:00.000-08:00

i got into architecture in edinburgh. what a feeling. i feel old now, because this thing of becoming an architecht has always been this far away dream of mine. and voila! it's here. now is the time to finish off the IB and go make a great architect. what an incentive to finish off all those biology labs!

dario...see you sooner than you know...!
and nico...i need some news!

love you guys. and many other people.
ok this is a bit incoherent but whoa i got in to edinburgh!!! lordi!

big smile on a tired face.

jordbæruka

2006-02-16T22:22:00.000-08:00

har inntatt sofie og dette er ikke ønskelig for øyeblikket.

fredag burde være en fin dag men fredag er ikke en fin dag i dag. heldigvis har shane kjøpt brød fra german bakery og jeg får lov å spise det med ost of salami på. da blir alt litt bedre.

i dag skal jeg tegne og male og skrive historie oppgave om kampen mellom kommunalismen og sekularismen i india rundt 1900 - det er ganske interessant faktisk.

jeg må skrive 5 labrapporter i biologi - det er ikke like interessant.

i dag er også nok en dag der jeg må skrive personal statement. det har blitt en vane nå, og det er jo litt skummelt å ha en formel inne i hodet på hvordan man best mulig kan trykke ut en skrytestil om seg selv. jaja det er i alle fall tidbesparende.

i går fikk jeg overbevist opptakskontoret på rhode island school of design om at jeg var tospråklig. de ville ha meg til å ta tøffeltesten for å sjekke språket mitt. slike dustete formaliteter vil jeg ha meg frabedt. og jeg vant kampen!

feel good faktoren er høy.
men magekrampefaktoren er høyere.

in the meantime, don't forget that this is the season for strawberries. yes.
(tusen takk til the hour of the star)

papplication

2006-02-15T21:09:00.000-08:00

there are some things i don't understand.

application deadline: 15th Feb
you should submit your application by: 21st Jan
credentials deadline: 15th Feb
we need the credentials in our office latest by 28th Feb
you must submit TOEFL scores, even though you have taken the SATs

i speak english. i have even abandoned my mother tongue in favor of this fucked up english language.
and they don't even believe me.

i know what obsequious means.
i know what ostentatious means.
i know what juxtapostition is i know what parabole is i know what simulacra is i know it i know it i know it!
i even know the longest word in the english language:

antidisestablishmentarianism.
A-N-T-I-D-I-S-E-S-T-A-B-L-I-S-H-M-E-N-T-A-R-I-A-N-I-S-M (!!!)

WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS?

papplication.

gradually graying grout

2006-02-14T09:41:00.000-08:00

according to shane it's a nice alliteration. i must say, i agree. so now i have come to the conclusion that the gradually greying grout of my bathroom floor should be the central theme of my personal statement. or rather of my 'autobiographical essay'. surroundings. they mean a lot to me. and if you were to look through my glasses i think you'd see the value of my surroundings. you would be amazed by the gradually graying grout of my bathroom floor. like i am. and you would love my mess. i love making a mess, 'creating an atmosphere'.

geniuses think better in caotic surroundings = bad assertion.
i think geniuses think better surrounded by gradually graying grout.
and that would be one of the more ordered things to this world, the nice lines covering the bathroom floor.

wherever you are, enjoy your surroundings.
i surrender.

what a day for a daydream

2006-02-13T20:47:00.000-08:00

the weather is so nice today! superb weather: not too hot, not too cold and a little breeze to remind you that you're alive.
yesterday i spent quite some time in the art centre and i finished off two works! that being said, i don't really believe in "finishing" an artwork. neverending process, innit.
anyway, i discovered some new fancy techniques involving holi-powder and spraypaint, it looked quite funky! i should spraypaint more. i want to make more stencils, but it's quite hard. i'm building my house now. then i'm going to make projections of it in autocad. oh yeah.

shane, free me from the tyranny of the internet!!!

by the way, the picture in the previous post is of nitish, it's quite random actually but i was on else's computer and i really wanted to post a picture. and because i'm not very good with macs, i just decided to pick one. and there you go, nitish popped out. nitish is our indian firstyear neighbor, he's quite nice. but he steals my guitar.

machines suck

2006-02-13T05:41:00.000-08:00

this allows me to write my mica essay by hand. i like it. gives it more soul in a way. they want to learn about me, don't they. i think my handwriting is quite a big part of me. so it's nice.
in fifteen minutes i have to go for rehearsal for my play Festen. It's happening in to weeks and i am not even nervous.
is that a good or a bad sign?

at least i am happy now, because i realized how much nicer it is to write by hand than on a computer. and believe it or not. you can't even blame technology if you lose a sheet of paper.

i think i found the solution to the worlds problems.

today nitin gave me a cookie in college meeting because i kind of had a mental breakdown in the admin. i think i screamed a bit at him. it was nice of nitin to give me a cookie even if i screamed. thank you.

bad days have good endings, isn't it like that?
at least i feel better now. maybe i'll scream at nitin next time i feel bad.
it feels good.

till later, keep the swastika in mind.

sometimes it's never quite enough

2006-02-12T22:41:00.000-08:00

if you're flawless, then you'll win the IB's love

people can't be machines.
people use machines.
we depend on machines.
what happens when the machine crashes?
you crash too.

crash crash fucking crash.

feel good feel bad

2006-02-12T02:40:00.000-08:00

sameera cam to campus today with the five kids: geeta, aakash, sanjay, santosh and basraj. they came to swim and have fun, it was a perfect sunday outing. but then it happened. i came and swam with the kids, it was a lot of fun, and then i went back to my house to clean the room before they would come for a little sight-seeing in wada 2. when i went back to pick them up, the boys jumped in the pool, and i didn't realize that it was to show me that they had practiced their swimming while i was cleaning my room. i took the girl, geeta, to my room, and when i brought her back to the pool, aakash had decided not to talk to me. no, no, no. no didi talking. me sulking.

bye bye. see you next weekend guys.
silence.

brainstorm

2006-02-11T07:42:00.000-08:00

reflections on mother teresa's home where i went for the first time today.

- i sometimes feel sad for the people living on the street in pune.
- i haven't been as scared as i was when i walked in to that institution in a long time.
- i have never before felt like a mentally challenged person has had complete psychological control over me. i did today.
- i wanted to cry.
- i was physically held down by a woman, and i could not shake her off. she was too strong.
- i was scared. i wanted to run away.
- i saw hatred in the eyes of this girl. she grabbed my hand, looked me in the eyes and started screaming, chanting. she was tied to the bed by her foot.
- i turned around, and on the other bed lay a boy. he did not have a rope tied to the bed and his foot. he had his whole body tied down - from his physical inability to move. but there was a big fat smile on his face.

he filled the whole home with his positivity. thank god.

when i'm strange

2006-02-11T03:37:00.000-08:00

today i got really inspired in poona and i decided to get myself a saree and wear it proper maharashtra style, between the legs and all. of course i ended up with two. result: sofie wandering around campus for one hour trying to find someone who knows how to tie a maharashtra style saree after having tried to do it herself for approximately one hour. well there are few maharashtrans in this school, and if there are any at all, they're not here today. i think i'll go and find one of these ladies sitting down in paud by the fishmarket. they don't know calculus, but hell they know how to do a maharashtran style saree.

oh lord

2006-02-09T09:39:00.000-08:00

please deliver to me now:

- 1 big fat cup of coffee. with brown sugar and cream.
- one large dose of inspiration
- some twenty sources on why various us military interventions are bad. or good for that matter.
- 16 military wives
- 10 beams of supersonic energy

sometimes i think it's wrong to sit on your ass and expect pleasant things to rain on you.
sometimes i think it's right to sit on your ass and expect pleasant things to shower down on you.

merry EE time.

room cleaning day

2006-02-09T05:01:00.000-08:00

doesn't happen too often. but it did today, and that made me want to write in the blog. actually i just wanted to post this picture of the bookshelf that i have organized into sections, kind of like in a library. our room is a mini library! i also seize the opportunity to post a picture of the tuc. you don't know what a tuc is? check the previous post. today i played volleyball and it was fun. later i have a yearbook session with all members in my house. february is activity page month!
i have thought about how nice life can be today. i also thought about how i want to make a wallpaper with pee and poo... nature's perfection. now it's time to shower.

there are some things

2006-02-08T21:44:00.001-08:00

that i strongly dislike. deadlines for example. they're just not nice and when you have too many of them you tend to just procrastinate even more. and then you feel bad. and then your happiness curve drops drastically. today we did some calculus in maths class. i wonder if i can use calculus to calculate my mood. interesting. i'll talk to bill(1). this footnote thing is a good invention. especially because they don't count in most ib(2) word counts. two days i finished knitting this tuc(3) that i started a long time ago. it is a spiderweb tuc and i think people are into spiderwebs and tucs in this place, because i already have someting like five people on a waiting list for a sofie-made spiderweb tuc. this poses interesting questions that i normally think quite a lot about. firstly, do i really want to start mass production of tucs? will i then become a victim of simulacra(4)? i think i don't mind. call me a victim of our time. i started building a scandinavian design inspired house today. well it's actually more of an installation. it's a scandinavian swastik made of wood house. i think it'll be cool. i'll post a picture when it's finished. today is ee(5) day. i have to finish my first draft by tomorrow, so that nitin(6) can 'spend some time with it'. really all i want to do is play my guitar and sing cheesy songs. like 'you were meant for me' by jewel. but i think i'll leave that alone for now. have you ever thought about just how perfect nature is? else, can you give me some philosophical input on this one? thank you. it's time to clean the room before i start my ee. i feel better now. (1) bill is my maths teacher. his mom is sick so he's going to the us for some time now. that means we have to do a lot of homework. i like maths so that's fine. (2) ib stands for international baccalaureate and this happens to be the curriculum i study. when it comes to footnotes, the ib is nice and doesn't include it in your word count. except in economics. why? i don't know and i don't take economics so i don't really have to know. (3) tuc is the canadian word for something nice and warm that you put on your head in winter. or summer if you're cold. (4) simulacra is hard to describe. have you read 'the hour of the star'? you will understand it better then. basically it describes the proces of the copy becoming the authentic work. (5) ee stands for extended essay. this is an ib requirement. it has to be approximately 4000 words. (i think shane has like 7000 including footnotes. oh sweet, shrewd shane.) whereas shane's ee is about revival of languages, mine is about minority groups requesting autonomy and the consequences of such requests. case study: albanians in macedonia. (6) nitin is one of the economics teachers in this school. he is also the wada parent of wada 3, and he is my ee supervisor. ironically, it is me pushing him to give me deadines. i need a kick in the ass. even if i have to kick myself.

there are some thing

2006-02-08T21:44:00.000-08:00

victory!

2006-02-08T03:51:00.000-08:00

today has been one long good day. went for my first two blocks and after that i slept all day as english class was cancelled and when i finally went for lunch, krishna was there and told me of a big fat parcel waiting for me in his office. came home, opened the treasure chest and found food and birthday gifts. some food has already been eaten, the arcade fire cd has been played and the 1000signs book from taschen thoroughly examined and ... i did a biology lab. how much better can a day get? now is the time for millions to lose and me to do yet another biology lab. as shane just saud, it is the time to get to business.

thank you, day, for being so nice.

new and exiting things.

2006-02-07T09:52:00.000-08:00

exiting, yes very exiting. this thing about me getting a portfolio request from Glascow seems to me quite a big deal and i want to share this with the world as the last thing i do before i go to sleep. exiting, because i finally see the end of one era and the beginning of another one. entering.
i want to sleep and in my sleepiness i can think of a few things to say about what i like in life.

1) when the light cuts in india and everything shuts down for a few seconds. why? because it shuts down my brain activity too. i think it's a bit like fainting, but i've never fainted so i don't know.
2) shane. because she knows that friends are not friends because you hang out with them but because when you don't hang out with them you know they're there.
3) music. i admit it. i like cheesy music. you see when i was younger i would listen to alternative music because i thought it would make me unique. i realized i would still be the same even though i revealed to the public that i know the lyrics to some celine dion songs. i do.
4) mail. good old letters. this might sound self(-)contradictory coming from a blogger, but nothing can beat the joy of meeting an excited krishna in the caf.
5) freely translated from 'for så høgt har eg elska': "it is exhausting to always live in a kind of restless exile. at some point we need to pretend to be at home in some geographical place. the problem of growing up in two different places is that wherever you are the people there will think that you are at home somewhere else. nobody thinks you'll stay for long, they think you want to go home to the others. i was always at home somewhere else." i feel at home in this and it's nicely written. that's why it's on this list.

i don't want to write a list of things i don't like. i'll save that for a day when i'm in a bad mood.
i can however tell you, maybe you have already gathered, i don't like capital letters. oh and to respond to shane's love for hyphens: how can you love such a fragmenting thing. it's beyond me. but maybe i'm just tired. good night.

kjæresten min

2006-02-07T02:29:00.000-08:00

jeg må jo ha et bilde av kjæresten min i bloggen. dette er Nicolas og han er kanskje sånn ca verdens beste!

MUWCIFEST

2006-02-06T23:21:00.000-08:00

So muwcifest happened this friday on the helipad. A big event with even a bunch of scandalized Riverdale kids present. Even the Masala Larkis (I correct myself; Ladkis) performed. If I were to measure success on the basis of talent, I would be reluctant to even mention this performance at all. The positive girl I like to consider myself as, I choose to look on the bright side. When we brought out the angry Alanis Morrissettes in us, people jumped. At least Ella. That counts as a victory.
Speaking of Ella, I think she was my favourite performer. Ingrid and Ella (picture)!!! We love you!! (But only when you're strange.) Ahhh forgive my sins! Remove yourself from my mind, exclamation mark!

Monster Bee!!!

2006-02-06T23:05:00.000-08:00

This is a Monster BEE! Vasuman catched it flying around in Wada 2, and this picture was taken in honour of our Biology teacher, Sindhu. Here you go.

2006-02-06T23:01:00.000-08:00

This is strange. People sitting all around with their laptops (I did hear rumors of wada 1 being even worse though), what can I say. It's a new and exciting time for all of us. Besides this there isn't very much happening here except the second year syndrome overtaking us. I guess that's quite normal though. I have set a new record in movie watching (I'm known for falling asleep during movies such as Lord of the Rings and City of God): 4 movies in 4 days! On Saturday I watched CKY4 (stupid entertainment), Sunday Dead Man Walking (cliché), Monday Run, Lola, Run (cool consept) and today, Gandhi (in history class). I would estimate the total duration of these movies to be around 7 hours. And I didn't fall asleep! Pune on Saturday was fun - BSSK, the orphanage where I go every weekend was nice as ever (feeding children who don't know how to eat is a bit of a challenge), and I finished off the day with some food shopping and approximately 4 hours of having chinese buffet and beer in Mainland China. What a day. Today is History IA day! (Shane, you're a daft prick sitting there on msn not working. Motivate me please!)

the med...nice or not nice?

2006-01-17T03:09:00.000-08:00

This picture is from argentina...mhm. and this is me.
It's a new day in the fabulous muwci med centre... i actually didn't stay the night though, because my ex roomie sameera came, and she bribed me out of here by giving the nurse some good ol' arabic baclava. the condidtion was i had to be back here at seven in the morning so the doctor wouldn't notice i had been gone, hehe. and of course i wanted to stay friends with both the nurse and doctor, so i was here knocking the door early morning. i must say, this muwci place is quite interesting sometimes.
so yesterday we had a nice evening sitting around in our house with sameera - i showed her pictures from argentina and we had a nice talk. then we had a sleepover in else and anandita's room (my housemates) and i fell asleep like a rock. brilliant, considering i'm sick and didn't get any sleep the night before...
to be quite honest i'm getting a bit bored with sitting around in this med centre - i should be doing my history internal assessment and a couple of english essays, but i just don't have the energy or the willpower to get started. not nice.
the doctor says he'll let me out tonight though, be about time.. the only thing is it's quite comfortable to sleep all morning knowing that you're excused from all classes...
oh well... maybe i'll sleep a bit more.

I have a blog!

2006-01-16T16:27:00.000-08:00

So blog huh... quite nice... hopefully i'll be able to update it now and then in between work and relaxation. i decided to write in English so that this blog will be accessible to everyone I know. so what is up now? i'm in the med centre in school and they won't let me out cos i have tonsilites. not too nice. yesterday i sent off my apps to edinburgh and glascow but i guess it'll take some time before i get any replies. i'm hopeful though!
what else has happened...
this friday was my birthday and now i can proudly say i'm in my last year as a teenager. feels good...
My roommate from last year, Sameera, is coming to campus today in like five minutes so i'm quite excited about that, cos i haven't seen her since may last year! wooh...
and a question for all of you: if you saw a red clock on the wall showing 4:30, what would you think of first? the time or the colour of the clock?