(Hint: Skip to 2:20)
Monday, July 14, 2008
Transition
Screw it. I've given up trying to make my blog deep and meaningful. It was condescending and a bit more work than it was fun. So, assuming I'll have the discipline to stop playing Sims 2/watching reruns of Frasier/doing nothing, this blog shall henceforth be about whatever tickles my fancy. To mark this transition, here's one of my favorite comedians doing what he does best...
(Hint: Skip to 2:20)
(Hint: Skip to 2:20)
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
The Tea Escapades
Recently I've been volunteering at The Tavis Smiley Show on KCET. Today a certain British actor came in for an interview. Both my mother and I are big fans of this actor so I jumped at the chance to escort him around the set. Normally when we're escorting a guest, they're very polite and don't really know what to do with us. But before I was able to say, "If there's anything you need, please don't hesitate to ask," he had whipped around and requested a cup of tea. "English Breakfast or just regular Lipton, please."
Sure. Fine.
Except for some reason it was absolutely impossible to find a single bag of English Breakfast tea. What the eff is English Teatime?! Finally our craft services girl finds me a bag and I make the most ghetto tea tray with milk in a plastic cup and a somewhat clean kettle of hot water. I place it in his room with a smile. Then...
"There's something wrong with this tea. Nothing is happening to the teabag. The water is not hot enough. It has to be absolutely boiling hot. Boiling hot. I need a new teabag with boiling hot water."
Fine. I boil fresh water and pour it into a cup with a new bag of tea (which I had to steal from another green room) and hand it to him...
"Is there an empty mug so I can take this on set?"
Great. At this point the tea is getting treated better than a large majority of our guests on the show. So I find a mug. Clean it. Fill it with boiling water to keep it warm and wait outside his room until he is ready.
"Great. You can just transfer the tea into the mug then."
Sure. Fine. We're ready to take you to the set, Mr. Tea.
"Oh. Do I have to carry the tea myself? Yes, you can carry the tea for me. I don't want to spill it on myself, so you can spill it on yourself. Ha ha ha."
Ha ha ha. Then one of the producers rushes out to meet us and in a flustered state takes the tea like it is a stick of dynamite covered in nitroglycerin and presents it to him like it's his first-born child.
Whatever. It was a weird experience that has taught me three things:
1. British people are seriously weird about their tea.
2. I don't like this actor as much as I used to.
3. I need to write my final essay for my Colonialism class.
Sure. Fine.
Except for some reason it was absolutely impossible to find a single bag of English Breakfast tea. What the eff is English Teatime?! Finally our craft services girl finds me a bag and I make the most ghetto tea tray with milk in a plastic cup and a somewhat clean kettle of hot water. I place it in his room with a smile. Then...
"There's something wrong with this tea. Nothing is happening to the teabag. The water is not hot enough. It has to be absolutely boiling hot. Boiling hot. I need a new teabag with boiling hot water."
Fine. I boil fresh water and pour it into a cup with a new bag of tea (which I had to steal from another green room) and hand it to him...
"Is there an empty mug so I can take this on set?"
Great. At this point the tea is getting treated better than a large majority of our guests on the show. So I find a mug. Clean it. Fill it with boiling water to keep it warm and wait outside his room until he is ready.
"Great. You can just transfer the tea into the mug then."
Sure. Fine. We're ready to take you to the set, Mr. Tea.
"Oh. Do I have to carry the tea myself? Yes, you can carry the tea for me. I don't want to spill it on myself, so you can spill it on yourself. Ha ha ha."
Ha ha ha. Then one of the producers rushes out to meet us and in a flustered state takes the tea like it is a stick of dynamite covered in nitroglycerin and presents it to him like it's his first-born child.
Whatever. It was a weird experience that has taught me three things:
1. British people are seriously weird about their tea.
2. I don't like this actor as much as I used to.
3. I need to write my final essay for my Colonialism class.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Kyogen and Kyoto
Today when Sachin and I were walking, the beeping sound of the crosswalk suddenly reminded me of Kyoto. A few years ago I was given the wonderful opportunity to study theater in Kyoto, one of the oldest cities in Japan. I thought I'd share a few photos...
Living conditions. I was able to stay at the home of a very nice woman who gave us her entertaining room to sleep in. The floor is covered in tatami mats and everyday we would fold our mattress and blankets before getting ready.
The shower. I'm not kidding. We would stand on that wooden board on the floor and shower next to the kitchen and the washing machine. It was also in an outdoor hallway which was only protected by a plastic curtain so every time a breeze came through the curtains would fly around and everyone around got quite a show.
One drizzly day I decided to have my lunch of rice balls and ume (pickled plum) in the Imperial Palace Gardens.
Schoolchildren fishing in the Kamo River one afternoon.
That same river by night. My friend, Matt, and I decided to take a bike tour of Kyoto by night. Not only was it incredibly safe, but we were able to visit the very active Kyoto University and lost 1,000 yen at a Pachinko parlor.
A night view of Osaka taken atop a ferris wheel.
Fushimi Inari Taisha, a tribute to the farmers of Japan. There were hundreds upon hundreds of these gateways winding up and down a steep hill. Quite the hike.
My family was taken on a boat to watch Komerant fishing. The fishermen have strings tied to the neck of about a dozen Komerant birds who dive into the water for fish. Once the bird has swallowed a fish, the fisherman will pull the string, reach into the bird's mouth, and pull the fish out. Yum.
Watching a Kyogen play. Kyogen is a comedic style of Japanese theater that is shown in between scenes of a Noh play. Here we are watching it at a nearby temple and, believe it or not, this professonal actor is American.
A Noh actor dressed up as a samurai. It took about 20 minutes and two men to dress him.
A Noh actor (they are all male) showing a traditional Noh mask. He is demonstrating that by tilting the mask just a few degrees you are able to see a distinct change in the facial expression of the mask. This particular mask is of a young girl and is a few hundred years old.
Our Kotsuzumi teachers. These drums are also a few hundred years old and very fun to play. The woman on the right is part of a famous Noh family - her father and husband are Noh actors and her son recently had his stage debut. He was five years old.
Our Bunraku teacher. Bunraku is performed entirely through puppets and is my favorite type of Japanese theater. Here the teacher is showing us the many bodies of the puppets (the heads are removed and replaced for quick costume changes).
The Bunraku puppet costumes. Some of the costumes are just as expensive as the most expensive costumes used for Noh productions.
Our Kyogen teachers. Both are members of the Shigeyama family. The man on the left is the 14th generation in the family to perform; he was 22 years-old and had been performing for 19 years. The man on the right was adopted into the family and is technically supposed to answer to the man on the left, but he told us he'd punch him in the face if that rule was ever enforced. Here they are performing a scene about two traveling salesmen who meet and compare jokes.
Living conditions. I was able to stay at the home of a very nice woman who gave us her entertaining room to sleep in. The floor is covered in tatami mats and everyday we would fold our mattress and blankets before getting ready.
The shower. I'm not kidding. We would stand on that wooden board on the floor and shower next to the kitchen and the washing machine. It was also in an outdoor hallway which was only protected by a plastic curtain so every time a breeze came through the curtains would fly around and everyone around got quite a show.
One drizzly day I decided to have my lunch of rice balls and ume (pickled plum) in the Imperial Palace Gardens.
Schoolchildren fishing in the Kamo River one afternoon.
That same river by night. My friend, Matt, and I decided to take a bike tour of Kyoto by night. Not only was it incredibly safe, but we were able to visit the very active Kyoto University and lost 1,000 yen at a Pachinko parlor.
A night view of Osaka taken atop a ferris wheel.
Fushimi Inari Taisha, a tribute to the farmers of Japan. There were hundreds upon hundreds of these gateways winding up and down a steep hill. Quite the hike.
My family was taken on a boat to watch Komerant fishing. The fishermen have strings tied to the neck of about a dozen Komerant birds who dive into the water for fish. Once the bird has swallowed a fish, the fisherman will pull the string, reach into the bird's mouth, and pull the fish out. Yum.
Watching a Kyogen play. Kyogen is a comedic style of Japanese theater that is shown in between scenes of a Noh play. Here we are watching it at a nearby temple and, believe it or not, this professonal actor is American.
A Noh actor dressed up as a samurai. It took about 20 minutes and two men to dress him.
A Noh actor (they are all male) showing a traditional Noh mask. He is demonstrating that by tilting the mask just a few degrees you are able to see a distinct change in the facial expression of the mask. This particular mask is of a young girl and is a few hundred years old.
Our Kotsuzumi teachers. These drums are also a few hundred years old and very fun to play. The woman on the right is part of a famous Noh family - her father and husband are Noh actors and her son recently had his stage debut. He was five years old.
Our Bunraku teacher. Bunraku is performed entirely through puppets and is my favorite type of Japanese theater. Here the teacher is showing us the many bodies of the puppets (the heads are removed and replaced for quick costume changes).
The Bunraku puppet costumes. Some of the costumes are just as expensive as the most expensive costumes used for Noh productions.
Our Kyogen teachers. Both are members of the Shigeyama family. The man on the left is the 14th generation in the family to perform; he was 22 years-old and had been performing for 19 years. The man on the right was adopted into the family and is technically supposed to answer to the man on the left, but he told us he'd punch him in the face if that rule was ever enforced. Here they are performing a scene about two traveling salesmen who meet and compare jokes.Sunday, June 8, 2008
Travel
"Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime. "
- Mark Twain
If there's one thing I'm grateful for inheriting from my parents (apart from being short, excessively hairy, and prone to acne) it is a love for traveling. My parents would take my sister and I to places like Japan, England, and Pakistan when we were only a few months old. And even though we are 18 and 21 years-old, my father still tries to pass my sister and I off as 5 and 7, having gotten used to boarding early with the other families that had small children. Let me tell you, it feels great boarding a plane with kids who can barely walk. Not embarrassing at all.
If I could travel anywhere in the world, here's where I'd like to be right now...
Anywhere in Africa, looking out for a Baobab Tree.
Salar de Uyuni, Bolivia
Pretending I'm in the clouds on the largest salt flat in the world.
Potala Palace, Lhasa, Tibet
Conquering my fear of heights at what used to be the home of the Dalai Lama.
Portofino, Italy
Soaking in the color on the Italian Riviera.
And if that hasn't made you want to pack up and pay $15 to check in your bags, watch this video.
- Mark Twain
If there's one thing I'm grateful for inheriting from my parents (apart from being short, excessively hairy, and prone to acne) it is a love for traveling. My parents would take my sister and I to places like Japan, England, and Pakistan when we were only a few months old. And even though we are 18 and 21 years-old, my father still tries to pass my sister and I off as 5 and 7, having gotten used to boarding early with the other families that had small children. Let me tell you, it feels great boarding a plane with kids who can barely walk. Not embarrassing at all.
If I could travel anywhere in the world, here's where I'd like to be right now...
Anywhere in Africa, looking out for a Baobab Tree.
Salar de Uyuni, BoliviaPretending I'm in the clouds on the largest salt flat in the world.
Potala Palace, Lhasa, TibetConquering my fear of heights at what used to be the home of the Dalai Lama.
Portofino, ItalySoaking in the color on the Italian Riviera.
And if that hasn't made you want to pack up and pay $15 to check in your bags, watch this video.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Newsbite
After the cyclone hit Burma on Saturday, the death toll has reached over 22,000 and the government is still making it difficult for aid to reach their citizens. Not that one would expect much from a government that has denied democracy for decades and continues to control its' population with a Big Brother-like fist.
It is absolutely shameful that Myanmar is making it difficult for aid groups like the UN to provide help while more and more people are dying everyday from famine, dehydration, and disease.
Condoleezza Rice is quoted to have said, "What remains is for the Burmese government to allow the international community to help its people. It should be a simple matter. It is not a matter of politics." Let he who is without sin cast the first stone...
Does anyone remember when the United States government denied aid offered by the Cuban and Venezuelan government when Hurricane Katrina hit our country? And almost two and a half years later people are still picking up the pieces. Excuse me, some people are still picking up the pieces. Those who can barely afford it are picking up the pieces. Let's hope the Burmese government can take care of their citizens.
Photos courtesy of www.bbc.co.uk
It is absolutely shameful that Myanmar is making it difficult for aid groups like the UN to provide help while more and more people are dying everyday from famine, dehydration, and disease.
Condoleezza Rice is quoted to have said, "What remains is for the Burmese government to allow the international community to help its people. It should be a simple matter. It is not a matter of politics." Let he who is without sin cast the first stone...
Does anyone remember when the United States government denied aid offered by the Cuban and Venezuelan government when Hurricane Katrina hit our country? And almost two and a half years later people are still picking up the pieces. Excuse me, some people are still picking up the pieces. Those who can barely afford it are picking up the pieces. Let's hope the Burmese government can take care of their citizens.
Photos courtesy of www.bbc.co.ukWednesday, April 30, 2008
Korean Dramas
My Aunty Rurichan is a big fan of Korean dramas. Big. I mean huge. So much so that she bought an entire shelf of Korean dramas from a video store and gave it to her son's in-laws before realizing that they weren't actually Korean dramas, but Korean porn. Whether or not you're a fan, you'll probably enjoy the following...
50 Things You Can Learn from a Korean Drama
(Aunty Rurican is a proud member of his official fan club)
1) Hot, rich, younger men love fat, older vulgar women.
2) If you have a best guy friend, he is in love with you. And secretly you are too.
3) You and your boyfriend will always playfully chase each other on an ice rink, at the beach, or in the leaves. And you’ll laugh for no reason and your boyfriend will hit you “playfully” but the force of his push will have you flying across the room. But it’s okay. Cuz you’re still laughing like a crazy person.
4) Brothers/cousin/uncles-nephews will always love the same girl.
5) You’re allowed to make u-turns wherever you want in Korea. And there is never traffic on the side you want to u-turn to.
6) There is a super quick payment device that allows you to pay a bill quickly enough for a guy to run immediately out of a restaurant after his angry girlfriend storms out.
7) Everyone has cancer.
8) If you’re sick, all you need is an IV to make you feel lots better.
9) There is vomit and urine all over Seoul at nights.
10) Fighting at a pojangmacha with a random stranger is merely part of a normal night’s event.
11) Soju must cost 10 cents. Everyone drinks it everyday all the time, especially the poor people.
12) If you’re rich, you’re a jerk.
13) If you’re poor, you’re an angel.
14) Women sleep and wake up with a full set of makeup on.
15) You’re not studying hard enough unless you get a nosebleed.
16) If you have a nosebleed, you most definitely have cancer. And you have no money to pay for the surgery that will save your life. And your liver is missing. We’re not sure where it went, but it’s making your cancer progress faster.
17) If you work in a sool jeep (drinking place), you have massively curly hair and wear flashy colors from the early 90’s.
18) You always order orange juice or coffee at a cafe. And you never drink it. EVER.
19) You will always call your boyfriend by his job title. Or simply sunbaenim. Never his name. Never. He doesn’t have one.
20) If you TRULY love each other, you must die together in the end. Frozen outside instead of finding shelter like sane people. Just frozen….
21) You go to America you come back miraculously successful. You go to England you come back amazingly fashionable. You stay in Korea the only thing that changes is your hairstyle.
2) If you have a best guy friend, he is in love with you. And secretly you are too.
3) You and your boyfriend will always playfully chase each other on an ice rink, at the beach, or in the leaves. And you’ll laugh for no reason and your boyfriend will hit you “playfully” but the force of his push will have you flying across the room. But it’s okay. Cuz you’re still laughing like a crazy person.
4) Brothers/cousin/uncles-nephews will always love the same girl.
5) You’re allowed to make u-turns wherever you want in Korea. And there is never traffic on the side you want to u-turn to.
6) There is a super quick payment device that allows you to pay a bill quickly enough for a guy to run immediately out of a restaurant after his angry girlfriend storms out.
7) Everyone has cancer.
8) If you’re sick, all you need is an IV to make you feel lots better.
9) There is vomit and urine all over Seoul at nights.
10) Fighting at a pojangmacha with a random stranger is merely part of a normal night’s event.
11) Soju must cost 10 cents. Everyone drinks it everyday all the time, especially the poor people.
12) If you’re rich, you’re a jerk.
13) If you’re poor, you’re an angel.
14) Women sleep and wake up with a full set of makeup on.
15) You’re not studying hard enough unless you get a nosebleed.
16) If you have a nosebleed, you most definitely have cancer. And you have no money to pay for the surgery that will save your life. And your liver is missing. We’re not sure where it went, but it’s making your cancer progress faster.
17) If you work in a sool jeep (drinking place), you have massively curly hair and wear flashy colors from the early 90’s.
18) You always order orange juice or coffee at a cafe. And you never drink it. EVER.
19) You will always call your boyfriend by his job title. Or simply sunbaenim. Never his name. Never. He doesn’t have one.
20) If you TRULY love each other, you must die together in the end. Frozen outside instead of finding shelter like sane people. Just frozen….
21) You go to America you come back miraculously successful. You go to England you come back amazingly fashionable. You stay in Korea the only thing that changes is your hairstyle.
22) And if you come back with no apparent reason then it’s because you have cancer.
23) Everyone always goes to the same hospital no matter where they are.
24) If you stand out in the rain for more than five minutes, you’ll end up with a fever and vertigo and people will rush you to the hospital to get some magic IV. And instead of taking an ambulance or driving they’ll race you on their back.
25) Even if you’re poor and can’t eat, you never wear the same clothes twice.
26) If you play a poor kid, you always have dirt on your face and your hair is always messy.
27) If you’re saving someone from being hit from a car, you’ll push them out of the way and wait for the car to hit you instead.
28) Everyone has a long lost sister/brother/twin. Usually one they didn’t know about.
29) If you don’t want to answer your phone, you can’t just turn it off. The battery
needs to be taken out.
30) All Korean men can drink hard, smoke long, sing well and play piano. Usually all at the same time. And at the same restaurant that has a piano that they let anyone use.
31) If you’re in a relationship, you must at one point leave and have your lover tearfully come RIGHT before you board the plane (vice versa applies as well. You can be the chaser). 60% of the time you see each other, the other 40% you’re roaming around in circles and pass each other about six times, but miraculously never see them.
32) If you’re getting off a plane, you’re ALWAYS wearing sunglasses. ALWAYS.
33) All guys wear hideous tracksuits zipped up to their neck. Even if all they’re doing is jump-roping.
34) Girls will always storm off because they’re mad and the guy will stoically grab them by the arm and swing them back- and by magic, not dislocate their shoulders.
35) Guys always look like they’re 6 feet tall, even if they’re only 5′10. Thank you camera angles.
36) Guys like to wear foundation, eyeliner and sometimes a smudge of lipliner.
37) You always get stuck in an elevator with someone who makes you feel uncomfortable. Even if there are six different elevators, you’ll always be stuck in the same one with that bastard you hate (or just fought with).
38) Unless you’re fabulously rich, your in-laws will always hate you.
39) So will your sister-in-law.
40) Your brother-in-law might be pining away for you.
41) There are only 2 ways to kiss. You either press your lips against theirs with your mouth completely shut, and just press away for a very long and uncomfortable time. OR you devour the other person and suck out their soul. In both instances, the world spins.
42) A guy will always get the right size ring, even if you’re never held hands.
43) People stare off into space and ponder a lot. They’ll just stop in the middle of the road and watch a leaf on a tree for a good three minutes, and just ponder.
44) You’ll get pregnant the first time you have sex.
45) You’ll get pregnant if he kisses you on the forehead.
46) Hell- you’ll get pregnant if you hold hands.
47) If you overcome great obstacles to be together, one of you must die. Probably due to cancer.
48) One Korean man can kick the butts of 6 gangstas. Especially when they all stand in a circle and attack the guy one by one. Then when each of them get their butts OWNED, they wise up and attack the guy at the same time. Then the guy will get pulverized and bleed out onto the dusty concrete floor of the empty warehouse they’ve found to fight in. There will be a fire in a trashcan somewhere. And the girl will have watched this the entire time, screaming in horror. Instead of calling 119, she’ll just watch and cry. But it’s okay. Cuz the next day the guy will be fine with a few random bandages and a few face scars. But never a black eye.
49) It ain’t a real fight unless the gangstas fight dirty with a stick or switchblade.
50) If you study in the states (perferably Harvard), you are one of the top students and can speak perfect English (as assumed by the reactions of those around you). Why the rest of the world OUTSIDE of the TV can’t understand a single word uttered out of your melodramatic mouth is beyond me.
(Aunty Rurican is a proud member of his official fan club)
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Fine. I'll vote for Barack.
Yesterday in class the conversation turned to politics. It started with three girls announcing they were Republicans and ended with this...
Who I'm voting for
"In my opinion, the reason why gas prices are so high is because we need to start giving more money to the gas companies like Exxon-Mobil and BP so that they can afford to turn to alternative forms of energy in the future. Obviously it will take a lot of money to change our dependence on oil and they don't want to lay off any workers, so they're hiking up the prices to plan for the future... I have a feeling the government knows what they're doing. And it's not important to me to know everything that's going on. I say, 'Do whatever you guys need to do, just make sure you keep the crazy people from blowing up my plane.' "Fine. You win, America. I will do anything to make sure my vote will cancel the girl who said that.
Who I'm voting for
Who I wish I was voting for
If McCain is voted president I will have to leave the country. But where on earth could I go where the dirty hands of this country can't reach?
Me in Cuba
Me in North Korea
If McCain is voted president I will have to leave the country. But where on earth could I go where the dirty hands of this country can't reach?
Me in Cuba
Me in North KoreaMonday, April 7, 2008
Hani
My sister is the most important person in my life. Unfortunately she drives me absolutely insane a good 95% of the time. She can be very loud, talkative, friendly, colorful, emotional, girly, masculine, easy-going, bossy, selfish, generous, and often manages to do it all at once. If she had the ability to decorate her room however she wanted (my mother, a very wise woman, has so far forbidden her to do so) I think it would look something like these rooms...
If she had all the money in the world (and she sometimes acts like she does)
If she had all the stuff in the world
She's also a bit of a clutter freak - she thrives on clutter
If you haven't guessed yet, she really likes the color pink. But she wouldn't say "No" to these rooms either...
If she had all the space in the world
If she had all the money in the world (and she sometimes acts like she does)
If she had all the stuff in the world
She's also a bit of a clutter freak - she thrives on clutter
If you haven't guessed yet, she really likes the color pink. But she wouldn't say "No" to these rooms either...
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Covet
One thing I'm looking forward to after I graduate is being able to decorate a place of my own. Living with other girls makes it difficult to decorate in a style that you think looks good, while they would prefer something closer to the Madonna Inn. Therefore the only piece of decor in our apartment is a framed Arrested Development poster above the faux fireplace. I'm not complaining.
I found this Indonesian opium daybed on craigslist and I'm obsessed.
I think it looks absolutely amazing. I would make one large white cushion/mattress to replace the two red and orange cushions and it could double as a bed for overnight guests. It reminds me so much of Lien's bed in The Vertical Ray of the Sun. The problem is: It's selling for $1,000. Not sure if I could convince Sachin to make it an early graduation gift.
I found this Indonesian opium daybed on craigslist and I'm obsessed.
I think it looks absolutely amazing. I would make one large white cushion/mattress to replace the two red and orange cushions and it could double as a bed for overnight guests. It reminds me so much of Lien's bed in The Vertical Ray of the Sun. The problem is: It's selling for $1,000. Not sure if I could convince Sachin to make it an early graduation gift.
Friday, April 4, 2008
Priorities and Resolution of the Month
Recent events regarding the people around me have made me really look at where my priorities lie, so I thought this would be a good place to write things out...
My Priorities Are...
1. Being a good big sister to my younger sister.
2. Being a decent daughter and granddaughter to my parents and grandparents.
3. Doing well in school.
4. Being kind, helpful, and always entertaining to Sachin.
5. Being a good coordinator for the Campus Tours Program.
6. Being there for my friends.
7. Being an well-educated citizen of the world.
8. Writing more diligently in this blog.
9. Become killer at Rock Band.
10. Grilled Cheese.
That was pretty cheesy. And rather narcissistic. I apologize.
So here is...
Drink more water!
My Priorities Are...
1. Being a good big sister to my younger sister.
2. Being a decent daughter and granddaughter to my parents and grandparents.
3. Doing well in school.
4. Being kind, helpful, and always entertaining to Sachin.
5. Being a good coordinator for the Campus Tours Program.
6. Being there for my friends.
7. Being an well-educated citizen of the world.
8. Writing more diligently in this blog.
9. Become killer at Rock Band.
10. Grilled Cheese.
That was pretty cheesy. And rather narcissistic. I apologize.
So here is...
This Month's Resolution
Drink more water!
My skin has been looking horrendous, my hair is always dry, and there have been days when I did not even drink a single sip of water. It's healthy! Join me, won't you?
As an update on last month's resolution; it was awful! Within a week I realized it would be impossible to carry out. One cannot even go grocery shopping without using a plastic bag, jar, or bottle. Even buying milk was a dilemma unto itself!
As an update on last month's resolution; it was awful! Within a week I realized it would be impossible to carry out. One cannot even go grocery shopping without using a plastic bag, jar, or bottle. Even buying milk was a dilemma unto itself!
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Forget the white wedding...
Cultures can be colorful, but think how much more we can get when multiple cultures get together for something as fun as a wedding? Take the joy and promises of your average wedding, add a mehndi ceremony, a Chinese bridegroom, a dancing Spaniard, and the Bollywood hit, Kajra Re, and you have a wedding I would die for.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Homesickness
My family on what it feels like to grow up in a different country...
Abbu: This homesickness you feel for your childhood; it never goes away.
Me: Wherever it is you are, you'll always be longing for the place that you've left.
Abbu: It's this feeling that eats away at me. It makes me feel so empty.
My sister: It's probably worms.
Me and my sister in Pakistan, where my father had grown up.
Me, my sister, and my father in Singapore where my sister and I had grown up.
My sister today.
Abbu: This homesickness you feel for your childhood; it never goes away.
Me: Wherever it is you are, you'll always be longing for the place that you've left.
Abbu: It's this feeling that eats away at me. It makes me feel so empty.
My sister: It's probably worms.
Me and my sister in Pakistan, where my father had grown up.
Me, my sister, and my father in Singapore where my sister and I had grown up.
My sister today.Friday, March 14, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Studying
Now that finals are right around the corner, I am slowly losing sleep, hygiene, and sanity. But in the midst of my 10-page paper on science fiction and the ability for human beings to upload themselves into computers I have discovered something wonderful. This is the perfect music to play while you are studying, driving, eating dinner, taking a bath, washing the dog, doing your taxes, etc...
Sunday, March 9, 2008
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