Every now and then I fall apart...

And yet if I were a humpty dumpty, I'd know how to put myself back together again. All the kings men and their horses, I'd need them never. The last fortnight has been fairly eventful. And now here I am, in the weekend zone. To sum it up, provide some skewed outlook on everything. But when all you're waiting for is your brother to let you get in the shower, it allows you to think about everything in a nice closed box.
My future is inevitable...
If there were only one thing I'd think of highlighting in the short span of time I've currently stolen for myself, it would inevitably have to focus on the thief in the tube. Of course I must be careful in how I put this forward since one of my readers was actually there, so I can't exaggerate... (too much (A))
We was on the train on our way home from watching Black (oh by the way that was brilliant, Hellen Keller remake with large post-water deviation and Ran, Amitabh and the little girl were stupendous {As in splendid and not stupid :-/}) when we noticed this suspicious looking dude board the train and hang around the pole. S was sitting to my left with her purse on the seat between us (really, who does keep a purse on an empty seat 8-)), and she started insisting I pick it up. The train was kinda stopped there for a rather long time, but I didn't pick the purse. Well I asked for a tissue, and thought she'd take it out from there, but she pulled out a Baskin Robbins one from somewhere else! And then just as the train doors were closing, Susp.Dude grabbed for the bag and jumped out.
My first real thief encounter! ^_^ Oh wait but we can rewind to the bit where he grabbed, the bag lifted less than 5cm off the seat and I snatched it back and then waved and smiled to the loser as we sped past... but that's just not relevant, is it (A)
What else has happened in the last two weeks, oh but if only I had the time to smother thee with them boorish details.. whatever a boorish detail may be 8-)

In brief *giggle*:

I did choreograph a bitsy bit of the international fashion show, though they changed the whole song when I didn't show up (phaw)
I starred as the silent invisible canned laughter cue holder for the audience in the Pakistani skit... and the people loved me. Especially the Vietnamese straw hat dancer (that was a cool show anyway, but I never showed me face ^_^)
I put my team mostly on track for the LIMUN event, though Sher and Far both dropped out after the first day. Bah, the next two days were absolutely brilliant! So that the boat party was actually the worst bit... surrounded by mad drunkedness... oh ze thrill of it all ;)
I set up the Student action for Refugees (*STAR*) society, ran their elections, and am so not proud (A)
I had my 3M interview (which I'll probably have screwed up, c'est la vie)
Got my Shell interview date
Went for a street theatre to raise moolah for charity, but was ill, it snowed, I bailed.
Missed my Ecuador banana policy presentation due to extreme tube failures :-(
Got assigned a student shadowing
Arranged Language bank volunteer replacement
Got assigned an email-a-student kiddo
Saw Black, Collateral, Punisher, and The edge of Reason (finally!)
Am currently listening to Doctor Jones by Aqua on tv! ^)^
Went to the Modern Dance show in LSE, loved it, and really wish I'd known about it to take part :(
Past papers-Office hours-academic hoo haa, but really not that bad :-)
Played Pool for the first time since way back at Adeels house (and won!)
Oh and there was the thief 8-)

... And I guess there was other stuff I really cannae remember right now.
Any corrections to my illusional delusional worl are not welcome :p

Right then, I shall now move on towards this weekends schedule of two job apps, several readings, and going to Central London with ze family. Rah rah rah.. and I want a pom, another one, and a prom.

Das vadanya.

P.S. Salsa is a very feely feely, touchy touchy, very very icky icky dance!
So there, nyah! ^_^

Tarantella is as far from Trantula as the chances of finding a familiar gleam in someones eyes 8-)

But if I know you
I know what you'll do
You'll love me at once
The way you did once
Upon a dreeeeam ^_^

10 minutes to class. *drumroll*

Aww and my music just finished :( Tarantella is a great waltzy thing from the Godfather, I wish I could do one of those twirly dances, but learning them needs someone to learn with and then there's the discomfort or stranger, and stranger more discomforterable... someday though, si si ci.

Heaven knows I'm miserable now. Hell knows why.

It's a good screen name, though I stole half of it :p I shall adopt it soon. Nothing special. Gonna buy a suit today. Yup yup. And within the next three days shall have worn a suit more times than ever before in my life.

Had this odd dreams where people from scrubs were classmates, dragged me off to a Citigroup interview, which actually turned into a drama audition. Luckily, Citigroup now believes acting skills are crucial for investment bankers so acceptance came easy :)

Web messenger is a task to use.

*yawn*

Oh I'm in all black today! I like dressing in all black. Makes me feel I'm wearing a jump suit, or maybe I'm a ninja warrior. Have a skitty thing in the global show tonight. Plussy got to get to work on the STAR stall today. I feel ill. My MUN is a disaster, still.

woe is me.

I'm such a girl.
I think I need a haircut.
Seventeen leagues and I know I've got my soul now.

Does the last line make it look like cheesy lyrics rather than whacked admissions? :-x

I don't wanna go to class. I'm posting in a state of existential angst. hehehe.
I'm really still in bed. Dreaming. Wild flowers
close your eyes.
what do you see?

I see... hreen jills, and a boy on the rop. fluong a kite. There;s a small white dog. narking. and.. a gollum. raining. a boeing .

Yaya.. and that's my typing with my eyes closed on stiff uni keyboards. my fingers hurt. And yay it's 11. Off to comparative econ then. Transition was coz of blah blah blah. least i missed the corruption lec. good/bad. i dunno.

Kill me! kill me now!

Understandable; Comprehensible; Not a bit Reprehensible

Happy saint Valentines Day ^_^

Merry prayers and meditations to y'all!

Das vadanya!
{My spelling has been corrected to conform <_< }

Who gonna stop you when you have them entranced?

Dean Martin makes me want to go to Italy.

Faroff places, Daring sword-fights, Magic spells and a Prince in Disguise!

Bob's your uncle :p

In the jungle, the mighty jungle! I need to do more stuff. I really wanna do a play, I have so many ideas for them. But the problem is that there's only 5 weeks of term left, and I lack the human/financial resources for it. I also feel somewhere between burnt out and under-utilised. There's so much I want to do, could do, but can't due to a severe lack of the correct factors/people/circumstances/shared ambitions/energy levels, etc etc etc.

I'm hungry. Physically as well.

I'll go sing MJ songs then hmm. Annie are you ok? are you ok annie? annie are you ok, are you ok annie!

Boat party was odd. Odd. Too much like a wedding, got better, and think I was only mildly anti-social with one person. I'm getting to grips with it, though it leaves me rather unsteady at times. phaw.

Bored. I'm bored. Funny. Was pondering on the possibility of boredom yesterday when the song came my way. Nothing can stop me from doing what I want to do. But it's just not fun unles sI do it MY way. and my way isnt always the easiest way. Blow the roof off, bang bada bing bada boom.

My heads gonna fall off.
Dismissed, rejected, publicly humiliated.

Ma-i-u-ae

Buggerit buggerit buggerit and oops!
Missed my class throwing my daily schedule into a mess. Will go for the sub class an hour later, starts at 12, but now I'll not be finishing them mails I need to from 11-12, and miss my chance to explain my dismal performance in a recent Industrial Econ assignment to my teach for that class before I have to walk into it 8-)

So I'm still sat at home, with no better excuse for being late than my brother making it so <_<>

Anyone got ideas for a good song selection for the Pakistan Society Boat Party? I'm recording a CD in the vain/vane/wane/wayne... bruce wayne.. *Cough* yeah hope, that they'll let me pop it in and not subject me to 3 hours of inescapable suffocating R&B! Really like the song in the title, it's so relaxing, keep it on repeat most of the time :-)

Recent McFlurry, for a limited time only: Heading the UK delegation for LIMUN2005, choreographing the International Fashion Show *gag*, writing my own play, aiding/assisting and researching scope for set up of AID, a charity committee and STAR (3 separate initiatives ;) ). I'm also studying, honestly! Oh and showing a prospective student around on Thursday, whee for mee (A)

Got an interview for 3M, but since it is, yet again, a telephone interview, I shall probably stick with tradition and skew it :-D Numa numa yay, numa numa yay, numa numa numa yay! ;)
Oh and most enjoyable is that favouritest of favourite past times known most fondly as being a complete and utter nuisance to egotistical wretches (6)

Song selection please!
Better make a move for this class now before I miss it again :p
Dus Vidanya!

I'm the smartest, most crever, most physicarry fit.. but nobody erse seems to rearise it

I'm so ronery, poor ritrre me :-(

Oh and hehe :$ In my last entry I seem to have made a link out of my ending bit, ooopsies (A)
Well this song is well sweet in any case :D Seems like no one takes me seriousry :'(
Do you know what I just realised yesterday, and confirmed this morning... I've been making my hair parting (well when I make one, and it remains visible anyway 8-) ) on the wrong side! I always thought it was on my right because that's what it looks like in my mirror, but it's actually well everyone sees it on the left. How odd :$ Well anyway so today I shoved all my hair the other way and it frizzed all over my forehead. Whatver look I was going for I'm not sure I'm trying it again :p
Oh I'm home now :D Yay for me, just don't wanna sreep just yet though, waste the day away it does.

Extract from Guardian Devil: What Daredevils mother says to him when he's wasted!

This story is about a knight and a monk. They're travelling together silently for quite some time, until finally the knight says---

"You live a life of poverty, never knowing the touch of a woman, denying yourself all manner of delights -- all because you believe there is a God. I do not share your faith, so I tear the marrow from the bones of Life, indulging myself at every oppurtunity. I've broken every law created by man and church, and I fear no consequence, because I don't believe in your God."

"My question, however, is this --

"What if life ends in the ground, and man is nothing more than meat for the worms. You will have wasted your entire life denying yourself for nothing. What if you die and learn there is no God?"

The monk thought about this and shrugged his shoulders, offering,

"Then I suppose I will be sad. But tell me this, sir...
What happens when you die...
... and you find out there is?"

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The moral of the story is that monks kept bad company and the knight was hardly knightly :p
And now I must depart again, hey two posts in one day, funky or what?
I'm so PSYCHED!!!! 8-)

Dus Vidanya

If this were a heart it'd be a straight green line -----

Righty ho, being under several time contraints, and thus regrettably having a mere 12 mins to myself here, I shall swiftly run through that which is of utmost importance.

Watched Meet the Fockers last night, finished three graphic novels this week, my IR teacher says I'm picking up real well, I'm heading the UK delegation for LIMUN 2005 (interesting twist of fate, and my team members are ineeeeeeeeefficiento), am choreographing an international model show (most probably now, almost definitely), am hopefully getting together a Disney quartet for the charity week, will inevitably have to get my driving test pushed forward, need to go give someone a ticket (parking? No. Sadly :-( ) And have to put together an outline for a script based on this title by Monday, any suggestions would be most welcome!

"Wonders are many, and none is more wonderful than man"

Open to any interpretation, contributors shall be given due credit :p

Oh and.. because I'm a street rat :P


Name the era, and you can name every artist from
it. You've got an eye for design and a knack
for feng shui. Color schemes, architecture, and
objt d'art - these are all your forts.What people love: You're the perfect person to shop
with.What people hate: They have to clean their house
whenever you come over.


Actually that's in certain ways fairly accurate, though I'd most definitely protest the claim that I know much about famosu artists! Phaw, otherwise, good. I'm not very properly elitist anyway, not by the rather obviously available categories in that quiz.

Ho hum, what else, need to write up something I read but must be home for that, expecting several mails, none of which are in as yet... keeping busy busy bumbly bee, but relying on others a hazard I see. :-/
Right whatever, peace all, dus vidanya!
*sleepy*

Eeep, it's all lined :$