Stick a fork in me

I'm done and there's a snow storm outside. I AM LOVING LIFE!!

I'm Bored

Yup, my life is pretty boring. Physics studying needs to get done, but I'm just not feelin' the vibe right now. I was so bored that I took a few photos of the pretty pretty snow in my backyard.

These would be really good pictures if those stupid cables weren't in the way, but what can you do? People insist on lighting their houses...stupid electricity. But yeah, otherwise, don't the sapins look pretty? *Sigh* life is banal...

You know, I was thinking, the universe is pretty big, I mean, compare it to a peanut, and it's huuge! I wonder what kind of life forms exist. I mean there must be an infinite number of them, since there are millions on Earth itself. Maybe all the fantasy/sci-fi novels ever written are really relating experiences that the authors had with these ET life forms. Think about it! Middle Earth might be just a few million light years away! Hard to believe that Tolkein thought up all that to the last insignificant detail. How could he have come up with the grammar to Sindarin unless he already had some idea what it sounded like, hmmm?

Oh, good lord, I cannot let my colleges find out about this blog...I sound like a lunatic. I might be sort of a moron, but a lunatic is pushing it. The moron thing was proven on Monday.

The Story:

Monday came, bringing with it the date of my calculus final. I had been studying for it like I have never studied for anything before. My eyes were on my books the entire weekend and a got up solely to eat. And sleep. And you know, take a break once in a while, watch a little TV, play a little solitaire...anyway. Monday came and I got up with the confidence that comes from studying well, and knowing that you have an hour before the exam to learn those last ten formulas. I knew that I was gonna ace this one, provided that I got half an hour to study the theory. The day looked bright! The exam was at 12h00 and I got to school at 11h00, proud to be responsible enough to come an hour early! I was there and I was ready to go freak out some already nervous kids. Poor bastards, I thought. Their nervousness won't do them any good. They should follow my example: work hard and make sure you get enough time before the exam to learn those essential bits and pieces. I arrived with all my mightiness in tow only to find the corridors empty. Not a soul stirred, not a voice whispered...a little more and we'd be in Wisconsin. I got this sinking feeling that maybe I'd displayed a bit of overeagerness in going there so early. But no, I thought. There have gotta be other losers around here somewhere. But no, no one. Spooky. So I hung around, feeling weird and more freaked out by the second. Ok, I said, today is Monday, because there was an ad for Prison Break which is on Monday. So, I had the Monday thing. But what if the exam is on Tuesday, I wondered. Hmmm, better go check the schedule now - on the day of the exam by the way. I went, I checked, I froze. Oh dear god, oh Oedipus' mother, oh Zeus' balls...........I was late!!! I was fucking late! The exam had started at 9hoo and I was 2 HOURS LATE!!! Late for my calculus final, I didn't know whether to laugh at myself or beat the crap outta myself. I was choking, I couldn't breathe! I ran to the dean's office like I've never run up four flights of stairs before. I was hyperventilating, I was having a premature heart attack. I can't die now!! (I screamed) I'm not even in my prime! The dean was pretty patient while I got over myself. She smiled and said, that's a pretty stupid mistake. I fainted. But, she went on, a mistake nonetheless. And, you're not the only one, seven or eight other people made the same mistake. Well that's great, I said, except that I don't care! I missed my friggin' math final!! She kept on smiling suspiciously and I couldn't tell whether she was laughing at me or not and it was driving me nuts! Well, I inquired, what now? I cursed mysef for not stealing some cyanide from the chemistry lab. At least I would have had a way out if she closed all the other doors. No need to panic, she said calmly. Panic? Lady, panic is history! You will be able to retake it, she declared. It was at that instant that I started believing in god, for a second, but that's beside the point. So, she told me I could retake it on January the 10th, but not earlier. I grabbed the chance and litterally ran out the door.

That was a pretty bad day for me. Stuff like this only happens to me, I swear! Well, me and those other seven or eight morons.

I like the snow...

Wow, it has been a long time since I last posted. I have been so busy lately that I don't even remember what day it is.....I have no idea how that relates to anything, but anyway...moving on. It's strange, I'm in a weirdly calm, giddy sorta mood. It was snowing this morning and it looked as if we were in a snow globe. I love that feeling, it made me pretty happy. And then I had to take a chemistry exam, which kinda ruined the whole thing, but now it's over and I'm happy again. I was looking out the window at night (yeah....I told you I was in a weird mood) and it was so pretty. It wasn't snowing anymore, but the whole street was covered with snow and the lights were reflecting off of it (granted that's kinda of a sign of light pollution, but that's beside the point) and oh...I love the winter in Canada. I think that's the one thing I missed the most. Sad, but true. Oh, and the house across the street had their outdoor tree all lit up! It was postcard perfect, I swear...

Oh god, I'm in such a bubble right now; I have a feeling it's gonna pop pretty soon. I just found out that a friend of mine is pregnant and that she's gonna have an abortion on the 11th of January. It's pretty shocking, let me tell you, to hear this from someone who you didn't expect to be in this sort of situation. It's the sort of thing that happens in the O.C. I wouldn't have been able to handle it like she has, and she has a lot of other problems as well...I guess that made me look at my innocent little life and, surprisingly, I feel pretty protected right now. My biggest worry is to study for the rest of my exams, and it's not as big as it should be....I can't even imagine...anyway...

Yeah, snow does make me feel all holiday-y and 'fuzzy', for lack of a less girly word...

Personal Statement

“A range of academic interests, personal perspectives, and life experiences adds much to the educational mix. Given your personal background, describe an experience that illustrates what you would bring to the diversity in a college community or an encounter that demonstrated the importance of diversity to you.”

“So, where are you from?” The question seems simple enough and yet, it is almost impossible for me to provide a straight answer. I was born in India. Does that help? Of course, the fact that I haven’t lived there for the past ten years cannot be overlooked. My father’s job has led us to a life in almost every continent. Asia aside, I have lived in Africa, my family and I spent three years in Algeria; America, I am currently a Canadian citizen living in Quebec; and Europe, I was in London, England for the past couple of years. I have to take all these elements into consideration while I desperately try to provide the shortest answer I can to the aforementioned question. Let’s just say, people find it hard to stay awake while I am narrating my life story. Therefore, it’s been a recent hobby of mine to try and come up with a self-definition that would help me keep the audience’s interest and I have managed to reduce it to a two-word phrase: I am a world citizen. Fitting, don’t you think? The only thing I would have to do to make that statement absolutely true would be to spend a few years in Australia and South America. Then, I’d be all set. However, I do think that my experience with people from all around the world has made me a richer person in what I have to bring to the college community.

This experience has been greatly added to during my recent stay in London, where I went to an international school. It was there, more than anywhere else, that I actually gained a sense of how diverse our world is. I became very close to people from Japan, Holland, Israel, Norway, Germany, Australia, Pakistan and the United States, just to name a few. That school was a melting pot of different cultures, ideals and expectations and it helped all of us understand how great we could make this world if only we learned to face and accept these differences.

It is this understanding that I bring with me to your community. During my life, I have opened my mind to so many diverse viewpoints that I almost have to consider every single one of them before I can formulate my own opinion about a situation. I have learned to treasure diversity and use my own experience with it to my advantage. After having lived from country to country, changing schools like I change clothes, I am proud to say that I can adapt to almost any new situation in a matter of days. As a world citizen, I bring to you my sense of wonder at what diversity really is and my will to help people see how brilliant we could make our future if only we embraced our differences.

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The end is a little cheesy, I know. So, if anyone has any suggestions, I'm glad to take them.

Danke

The Afghan Girl

What do you see?

Can't be bothered with a title...

I am damn pissed off. I know I haven't written in a while, but I'm not planning on writing anything till after SATs. For now, I'm stressed out, I'm mad...just in general, I have too much to do, including a Physics exam tomorrow that I think I'm gonna fail, I have no idea what to write for my humanities essay, no idea what to write for my personal statements (note the plural), my mom doesn't like the idea of me going into pure Physics, she doesn't get it and I'm not in the mood to explain. So, basically, I just wanted to get this stuff off my chest in a few words. I'm not really feeling as bad as I make it sound. I like to dramatise things. But I do have a shitload to do in a very very short while, so there won't be many posts from now, till, I dunno....sometime....

Oy Vei

I am going to die. I just discovered how much work I have and I resolved to hysterical laughter. I cannot believe how little time I have before the SAT IIs. A little more than three weeks. Three weeks! And I've barely started math. On top of that, my second midterms are at the same time as the SATs. And I have no time to spend with my friends (or whatever they are...) here, as I have hand-in assignments every week. There is just so much to do, that I wouldn't mind just being able to say, "I have no life, cause I know nobody in Mtl", not, "I have no life cause my work is gonna kill me". I'm trying to get bits of it done so that it doesn't pile up, but I'd like to be able to go out during weekends too. Damn ambition!

On a different note, I ended early today, cause my English class was cancelled! Woohoo! AND...I end at 12h15 tomorrow! AND...I have a three-day weekend! AND...I have Thursday off next week! Mwahahahahahahaha.......

....That much more time to do my work...

Updating my Life

I got into Honours Science! Woohoo! My self-esteem went up by about 10 points, hehe. And it was pretty high to begin with...mwahahah. It does mean that I'll have to work harder, but I mean, I've never shirked responsibility........riiight.

On a different note, I met up with another one of my old friends, Julie. And I have to say, we've almost picked it up where we left off. She's the one who's changed the least and I feel very comfortable with her. I'm so happy, I can't even express it. I was getting a bit nervous about meeting any more of my friends seeing as all of them have changed drastically. But yeah....the Julie thing was great.

Ok, I have to go to Physics now. So, more on me later. Cause I'm sure you all (I'm not sure who I'm addressing...) hang on to my every word.

Laters.

Hello, Hello

Hmmm, I had quite a nice weekend. I slacked off work just a bit, which I should have done some time ago. A sign of the old me coming back. Or so I thought. Turns out, I do have a conscience and that I was itching to get my work done today. Needless to say, the old me doesn't go down without a fight and I have yet to do my Chemistry and Math. Heheh...

I went to see a hockey match on Saturday. My first hockey match actually, between the Maple Leafs and my hometown Habs. "Les Canadiens" won 3-2 and the crowd was going crazy. The atmosphere was awesome! But...I still don't see the magic behind hockey. And I live in Montreal people! The game is much too fast and much too haphazard to be able to be enjoyed. I mean all of it seems to be based more on luck than on skill. Soccer (:p) might be slower, but man can you pinpoint the skill. If luck works for you even once, everyone can tell. Call me old-fashioned, but I'll take skill over speed any day...as far as watching sports is concerned.

On Sunday, I went for a walk against AIDS. It was really quite fun actually. We walked around downtown Montreal, throught the Latin Quarter and the Gay Village (which, I didn't know existed...live and learn) and back to downtown. It was a 2 1/2 hour long walk, but I was with one of my friends and the time flew by. There were 13000 people walking and a band of drummers in front of us. It was awesome. Afterwards, people were handing out pamphlets and Kim took one. Later we realised that there was a condom in it and she got all excited. It was hilarious! The pamphlet itself was so descriptive, with detailed pictures! Lol....we were laughing on the bus the whole way back. Oh, and our school had a banner too! A huge one, cause the scool's name is pretty long. We were walking with this seven-feet long thing between the two of us. It's a miracle we didn't knock anyone unconscious.

And now, it's back to school again, for another monotonous week. And back to homework. I'll update "Untitled" in the next few days.

Musings

Hmmm, I was just watching the Emmys a couple of nights ago and a thought occured to me. Do movie and TV stars enjoy movies and television series like us normal people? What I mean to say is, that does it hold for them the same sense of escapism that it holds for us? There must come a point where they realise that the people in the little black boxes are simply their co-workers and are basically putting up a pretense for money. See for us, the movie world is where we can live our fantasies through the 'beautiful people', well, then whom are the actors living there fantasies through? Surely, what they do for a living must disperse the faerie dust that hangs over their lives? Well, there's something to think about.

Ok, on to the next issue, descriptors.
Words that describe me...according to...me:-
- Hard-working (when I want to be....which is not that often, so maybe it doesn't count...hmmm...)
- Passionate (on many different levels...)
- Quick learner
- Not afraid of challenges
What?...don't laugh...it's true!
- Loyal to my friends
- ...Uses way too many suspension marks.

Life, or something like it...

I'm not in a very good mood right now. I just saw a movie yesterday about chocolate and I don't have a single piece of chocolate in the house.

I also went to get my hair cut yesterday and the girl didn't get what I wanted so she just freestyled. Grreeeeat...I would have been able to live with it since, you know, it's hair and hair tends to grow back, but my dear mother apparently didn't understand the meaning of "don't embarass your teenage - almost an adult, thank you very much - daughter in front of people". She locked horns with the hairdresser who almost threw a fit and all the while, I'm hanging around in the background trying to look indifferent and inconspicuous. At the end of the whole charade, the hairdresser gives me a pitying little smile. Well, I'll tell you where she can shove her smile. The haircut is....bearable at the most, but pride in front of my mom won't let me admit that.

*Sigh*...University applications are a female dog. I have to take three SAT IIs by the beginning of November. Thank goodness I'm an academic prodigy....or something like that. I just got my French and Chemistry books and I'm having the time of my life filling in little holes. And I'm not even joking. I actually like it. The Math books will come Monday. Hopefully, because I have to get this done as soon as possible. I still have the usual college homework to get through, not to mention studying for 'midterms' as they call them here. On top of that, I have to print out application forms using a printer that doesn't print PDF files, and send them to London. Aaand, I have to write at least four personal statements after having filled out the dozens of forms that are evidently a matter of life or death for U.S. universities.

Oh well, I guess that's life, or at least something like it.

New Beginning, New Look....Whatever....

Wow, it's been months sice I updated, I can't even remember the last time I wrote anything. Well, I guess moving countries, your house burning down, and applying to universities can do that to ya. But really, if I have the nerve to say that writing is apassion of mine, I should be doing it once in a while....*sigh*

Anyway, berating myself aside, I have come up with a plan to aid me write my personal statement for universities. (I'll have to sum up the last few months some other time). Since I am in no way well-equipped to write a whole page about myself - hard to believe, eh? - I'm going to use this blog as a sounding-board. Each time an adjective that describes me, or an event that shaped "ze great Ipster" comes to mind I'll put it into writing. The good thing about a blog is that other people can view it as well. So, anyone who thinks they even remotely know me, just write down something please!!! I know this opens up a world of possibilities, so just let loose, I can take it...yeah.

So, I'll start whenever I get a brainwave.
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Ok, that's not happening anytime soon.