I See The Grass On The Other Side And It's Brown.

Studying away from home has always fascinated me to such an extent that in 7th grade, i tried so hard to convince me parents to send me to Dehradun to finish my High School from an institution there. You can believe the disappointment i faced when my parents refused to send me away from home and all my living-in-a-hostel dreams came crashing down on me. Today, i could not be more thankful to them for not sending me away.

More then half my friends in this city are non-localities and being with them for this amount of time has made me realize how much of mental strength one needs to have to stay away from their family, move to a new country/city and start life all over again. You have no one to turn to when you are home sick, you dont eat proper meals because you are too home sick and all you want to do is just bury your head in the pillow and refuse to face daylight. Life just comes to a stand still. We hate it when life comes to a stand still. You have to cook for yourself,  do your laundry WHEN you have the time (which may be very difficult, especially if you have a mad college life like ours) and most often than not, you might not find a room mate and you end up staying alone. No animals, because you do not have time to care for them; run around to pay your bills and if it's a hostel you chose to live, the major adjustment to food (which you are not used to); no one to look after you when you are sick. Nothing.

Staying away from home may have it's own perks. You have your freedom , privacy, you learn to be self-dependent, yes. But there is an appropriate time for everything.

Everything happens for a reason, i was told. Makes so much sense now.

The Month That Made Me Run Around

Since the University decided to make this a short semester (which is a good thing, by the way), work load has been piling up with each passing day and the animal kingdom take up most of my free time which gives very little time to get creative or motivated, in fact. Plus, all my creativity is being drained on assignments and planning the "fun" week [each day has a theme and we are to be dressed accordingly. =)] ahead in college. You know how these things work. So no time to breathe or for anything apart from the assignments. Speaking of which, we were asked to write an assignment on ourselves-experiences that made us who we are, memories that we remember from our childhood etc. and while most of them did not exceed 5 pages, i ended up writing a thesis on myself and like that was not enough, i felt i had not done justice in writing down everything. :| Some of us tend to get carried away way too often.

The rodents are growing too quick, putting on kilograms with each passing hour. And so are their claws, which i realize only after they puncture my skin. 

And with the Harry Potter Craze going on-

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P.S: Thank you,Ikky,for the blog award. =)

The power of being impatient, it's called

I believe in Zodiac signs as much as i believe in Bruno and his "don't eat" tricks. Not in the daily predictions, mind you, but the love signs and compatibility, et all. It is fun AND true, to an extent.
But his whole thing about Taureans being "patient", i dont know who got that from where. Maybe they thought "hey, let's just make the summer children feel better and compare them to bulls and say the have patience that can move mountains!". Amusing, and it works because we get ourselves to think we are patient and we actually end up being so. Miracles do happen, they said.
I woudnt be surprised if i am the only Taurean who is this way, though. Especially with the recent turn of events, i would not be surprised if i find a Genie in my wardrobe, willing to fulfill all my darn wishes. Finding happiness where you least expect it, or something of that sort. Are you listening, Genie?
Back to the topic, clearly the person who incorporated "patience" in Taurus was not of the same sign, if he was not playing a prank. To a certain degree, i guess you could call us patient otherwise, it just sounds so wrong.
I have been (blessed) with this disorder of making lists.
Lists of what to do.
Lists of what text books to buy.
Lists of what notebooks to buy.
Lists of what i want.
Lists of what i need.
Lists of what i should do.
Lists of what i need to do.
Haircuts.
Addition to animal kingdom.
Transportation.
You get the point.
It's obsessive and i can drive myself insane with this, with no help from my sibling, really. What's worse is that, it does not just stop at making the lists. You want to and HAVE TO do things on the list and mark it as done.And you want to get it done with before you can say "guinea pig".I.want.it.now. 
The symptoms include waking up in the middle of the night and jotting down more things in your little book.
Go to Landmark and to buy the green book you saw.
While at it, dont forget the erasers!
Oh and those colorful pencils.
Times like these i curse for not having a monochromatic vision. Things would be so much more simpler then. Or so i would like to believe. Let's not be diplomatic, now.
Those crayons , iwant. No no, i NEED.
For what? I dont know. Use it as a marker on the text book? I could take them to college everyday, and find someway to put it to use. It would fit perfectly between the pouch that contains a hundred different colored pens and the huge purse.
Why does there have to be such pretty, colorful things at the stationery shop?! Kill me now!

Oink and chop.

One Year Down

It has been a long academic year and now i can say that i too have been a victim of studying Psychology like there is no tomorrow. Well, atleast when Dexter is not on TV.  J. Crew and Target are still playing hard to get in the city and I haven't given up. Plus, there is so much of work left to be done before this semester comes to an end, and got to intern as well. The stress, I tell you. Not to mention, the role of a "big sister" that i have to play. Such be the current scene. Not for long, I hope.

"The Brain"

We were given a Psychology assignment in college this week, to write about "The Brain". Hence, throughout the week,all our greetings at college have started "Have you started with 'The Brain'?"

Reminded me of the cartoon 'Pinky and The Brain' and how much i love the theme song!

The song is now stuck in my head and I will never get enough of it!



They're Pinky and The Brain 
Yes, Pinky and The Brain 
One is a genius 
The other's insane. 
They're laboratory mice 
Their genes have been spliced 

They're dinky 
They're Pinky and The Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain 
Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain 
Brain. 

Before each night is done 
Their plan will be unfurled 
By the dawning of the sun 
They'll take over the world. 

They're Pinky and The Brain 
Yes, Pinky and The Brain 
Their twilight campaign 
Is easy to explain. 

To prove their mousey worth 
They'll overthrow the Earth 


They're dinky 
They're Pinky and The Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain 
Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain 
Narf!