Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Are those your eyeballs? I found them in my cleavage.


Current Mood: So tired

Current Song: The theme from Hidden Palms (stupid show)

Engagement Count: 5 people in the last month (there is something in the water, I swear...good thing I drink bottled :P)

It's been an eventful couple of days. I've lost all motivation to exercise lately but I'm keeping at it as part of my healthy lifestyle kick. That and I want to look better than everyone around me when I'm sixty. Have you ever noticed that how fat you're feeling on any given day is directly proportionate to how tight your yoga pants decide to be when they come out of the wash? I felt like a whale the other day (not sure why), and I'm pretty sure you could play connect the dots with the dimples of cellulite. And yet, when I'm out jogging or whatever, men practically fall out of their cars looking. Good god, take a picture! It's strange, I'll wear lipbalm and nothin'. I barely comb my hair and you may as well parade me about.

I passed by my old elementary school the other day as I was jogging and remembered how terrible it smelled. Like rotting milk and small children. Worst time of my life. Everyday I think i wished the ground would open up and swallow me whole. Time really flies. Time flies even faster when you get older. I met a friend today who i haven't seen in 5 years. It was great to catch up but it did make me wonder what I was doing for the last five years. I'm coming to the conclusion that the past, or time must be cyclical is some way. It comes back boomerang style...huh....odd.....

Today was an intensive shopping day since exams are over for the little ambitious one in the family. It's very hard to find clothes. On the bright side, i fit into something that was a medium. That was a good booster. I haven't been a medium since the days when picture books were still a rousing literary challenge. It felt nice frankly. I'll still always secretly be the fat girl. And I don't mind. Had I relied on my looks when I was younger, I would have been lacking in character. See? Things happen for a reason.
Okay, my fingers have gone numb because they want to sleep. So off I go...Enjoy!

Monday, June 25, 2007

Doesn't Trick-O-Treating Mean Taking Candy from Strangers?


Current Mood: Does anybody want my thoracic region? It huuuuurts!

Current Song: That stupid Bon Jovi Song (let's make a memoreeeeeeeeeeeeeeee)...ugh!

So I think I had the worst dream last night. It wasn't as terrible as that weird snake one I had a while ago. But for this one, I was supposed to sing in a big hall. Devotional stuff, so I had it all picked out, and someone went ahead of me and sang the same thing. So I thought, it's okay, I'll pick another one. Then the one I wanted wasn't in my book, and the index was missing! So I picked one that I didn't know well, and it turned out nobody else knew it either, so I had to mumble through it like a fool. God, that was a nightmare. I'm glad it wasn't real, because I'd probably have impaled myself on something. I think this is a sign that I should give up singing for a bit longer. Either that, or practic everyday. My mother is always trying to convince me to do Riyaaz everyday (it means practice in urdu). Does singing in the shower count?

So, other than the fact that this weekend was a total bust, I did end up watching that movie Proof with Gwyneth Paltrow and Jake Gylenhaal (or however you spell that). Who knew a movie about math could be so good? It was a pretty good movie. Gwyneth's character was slightly off her rocker, but she played it well I thought. If you want something not really funny, and a bit short, I recommend watching it for sure. Other than that, life is uninteresting and filled with days on the couch watching bad indian movies, and eating chocolate chip pancakes and facebooking....
Oh, speaking of facebook, I was perusing the newspaper and a guest editor wrote about how facebook is just a giant popularity contest, whereby you're judged by the quantity of friends that you can accumulate. I know people with 400 friends, which is slightly overkill. Nobody can have that many actual friends. He also said it's a great way to find out who gained a bunch of weight after highschool, and who still lives in their parents' basement. Agreed. It's fun sitting here snickering to myself at the misfortune of others. I'm going straight to hell.
Alright, another blog completed. Until Later!

Thursday, June 21, 2007

And I Wonder, Still I Wonder....


Current Mood: happy for people whose lives are going well

Current Song: that one about the rain (in my title. I only know the one phrase. it's super-lame)

I'm feeling slightly pensive today, so I'm just going to prattle on for a while. I've always been terribly pragmatic throughout my life. If someone were to tell me that they are going to cut off their arm, I'd say well make sure you have some tissue nearby and make sure you don't have to drive anywhere soon after. I've sometimes been logical to the point of fault. So when a friend asks me if I believe in soulmates, my reply is no. I probably never would. I think that soulmates is a word made up by people who don't own up to their circumstances. I don't believe that life is a choice all the way either and I'll tell you why.
This year has been an exceptionally important year in learning that something or someone is actually watching over me. Somebody knows better than me despite my horrible attempts to navigate the course of my own life. I believe in God or Karma or the-powers-that-be. There are a great many things that I could have chosen along my life path that I was clearly saved from. Perhaps because I have to do something better. The bad choices always seem to "go away". Sometimes it takes a long time to learn this, but eventually someone up there saves your ass.
So back to the question of soulmates. No, you can't be my soul mate. You can be a good compatible match. God puts these people in our lives (or something does, if you don't believe in this whole god thing). Sometimes the universe converges to ensure you get to know somebody and that that person likes a good book, or comedy clubs or hiking or ballroom dancing like you. We often try for ourselves, but most of the time it feels awkward and wrong. I think we are tempted to make our own choices, and those of us who do are brave, and should continue. Don't however be afraid of being part of something bigger than you. Sometimes it's good to be knocked out of your comfort zone. Don't whine and play victim either. Life is for learning. It's best we do, until we find our "perfect fit", until something doles out the a propos situation.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Every Morning, Eat A Live Toad. That Way Things Can Only Get Better


Current Mood: perplexed. I looked under the couch, but my immune system is not there!

Current Song: Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood.

Well, I'm sick again. I haven't slept a wink. Not one wink. it's terrible. I'm brimming with mucous (I know, lovely image). I think my immune system has left me for somebody better. i wish i didn't get so sick. I go out in public for one day and I come back with everyone's germs.

So, anyway. Yesterday I went to the see the Monet to Dali exhibit at the Vancouver Art Gallery. It was a really amazing exhibit in many ways. They had some amazing artists there. Of course, Dali's "the dream" was featured, along with Van Gogh's "St. Remy", Rodin's "The Thinker", and some of Picasso's work. Apparently Picasso had an African Period. I didn't see anything from that there, but that would be interesting! We also attended another exhibit while we were there. It was called the "House of Oracles". It's by a contemporary Chinese artist. It has some spectacular art as well. Some of it is disturbing, like the cockpit of a plane filled with bats. There was a really fun piece of art called "The history of Western architecture and ancient chinese art put in a washing machine for two minutes". We laughed at that one, because that's exactly what it was. It was pulp from these two texts mounted on a box. It was a commentary on East meets West in terms of art. There were also some interesting religious pieces. One called La Peche, which was an angel fishing. Along the fishing line were a series of buddhas, and the bait was a cross with a jesus type figure. The catch was some sort of a half wolf-half fish. I encourage you to check it out.

Also, came across a new book, which I think is going to be really great to read (when i get around to the non-fiction list). It's called "Intent for a Nation". It's about how Canadian National identity is different from that of the Americans and how we need to go back to the basics in terms of peacekeeping. The author said that the current strategy used in Afghanistan is a "shoot first, ask questions later" tactic and that we need to go back to employing diplomacy as a means of solving problems. This comes at a good time, seeing that there is a no-fly list out there with major flaws. I hope you heard about that. If you haven't you should read up on it and tell me what you think. I'm not for the idea at all.

Finally finished Andre Alexis' "Childhood". Great book. I didn't think that it would be as good as it actually was. Yet, another satisfied customer. Now, I approach Timothy Taylor's "Silent Cruise" with apprehension. Hope not to be disappointed :)

Okay, I'm going to go and lie down because I'm freezing cold and slightly drowsy. Catch you later kids!

Monday, June 18, 2007

This isn't hell. This is where you get sent when you've been bad in hell.


Current Mood: Headachey (perhaps I should stop doing shots at around 4 in the morn)

Current Song: Weak in the Knees by Serena Ryder (I hate her and her adhesive song!)

Funtastic weekend. We had a family dinner on saturday. It was a birthday thing, which was cool. You can never go wrong with indian food. Family is such a weird thing. You don't have a choice about who you get to be family with. Let's just say we put the "fun" in "dysfunctional". I'm kidding. It's really not that bad. Sometimes you do wonder if it's all a big cosmic joke. Anyway, dinner was nice. Everyone was dressed up and cheery and hungry. There was many a candid photo.

Yesterday, even though it was rainy, I went to the Dragonboat Festival with a friend. It's a really cool event. If you haven't been, you should likely go. Are you single? Then you're missing out on the cute boys if you haven't been. Cute athletic boys :) *sigh* We watched the races and walked around and ate some food. There were live musicians and all kinds of crazy booths and stuff. Had it been sunnier, it would have been nice to chill on the grass. I took pictures beside some kind of military cruiser. I only went there because one of the military guys was hot. Why else do I do anything? Okay, I'm really not that brainless, but sometimes you gotta look (also because you can't touch).

I'm very excited about tomorrow. My friend Michael and I are going to see the Monet to Dali exhibit that is up at the Vancouver Art Gallery. It's borrowed from the Cleveland Museum and contains some amazing art by Monet, Van Gogh, Renoir, Rodin, Picasso and of course my favourite, Dali. I look forward to it. It should be great! Alright, I will write more about this exhibit and such in a few days. Ciao for Niao!

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Warning: You have entered a Tact Free Zone.


Current Mood: pondering the benefits on voodooism for amusement

Current Song: Patience by Take That

Okay, so I am firmly of the belief that Tony Bourdain (cranky chef), and Leonard Cohen (cranky writer/singer) are the same person....see pictures's weird!
I'm not crazy right? On the left is Tony, and on the right is Leonard. I think that i have already talked about this once before, but there is this crazy thing where everyone in the world has one twin, who looks exactly like them, but may have no relation to them. It's funny because there are also male-female mixes. There is a photographer who also documents people who look almost exactly the same. Sometimes they don't even come from the same country. There was an Oprah look-alike on the Oprah show the other day. It was rather weird. I think I'd like to meet my match. It would be interesting to see what I look like. I bet you I'm gorgeous. I also wonder if the other person has dimples too...hmmm...
On the point of family look-alikes, people are starting to increasingly think that Zoyah and I look alike. Which I can see in some of our pictures, but someone actually called us identical the other day. Now, THAT I don't believe. People seem to make the mistake more often than you would think. Someone wished me happy graduation at Zoyah's convocation ceremonies until I pointed out that I had graduated 7 years ago, but thanked them for remembering :P
Okay, off I go to do something productive. You can sit here and ponder whether Anthony Bourdain is the long-lost twin of Leonard Cohen. I wonder if anyone else sees the resemblance...
Oh and if you're interested in checking out the photographer, his link follows:

Monday, June 11, 2007

Someday, we'll look back on this, laugh nervously, and change the subject.


Current Mood: Apathy and Hunger

Current Song: 4 in the morning by Gwen Stefani

Karma is weird. That is all. Over the last year or so I have developed the proclivity to leave things to the powers-that-be a bit more than I used to. Not that I quite like the loss of control. But in the past when I did try and control everything, I would veer terribly off course, have to learn a brand new harsh reality and then grope my way blindly back on to the path that I should have been on anyway in the first place. My only qualm with leaving things to Karma is that sometimes it just doesn't make too much sense. It especially drives me crazy when I have to leave things to time to really see what's going to go down. It's often like a bad parent, who, when you ask why? says "Because I said so". So there you are, sitting on the carpet, eating your cheerios and watching Sesame Street because people won't enlighten you.
It's a constant struggle, not to want to be in complete control of my circumstances, especially because I'm a headstrong cuspian brought up by Glamazons. But even I have to put down my sword and shield once in a while.

In other less poetic news, I have to say that I am happy that Paris got stuck back in jail. You don't get a get-out-of-jail-free card...this isn't Monopoly, stupid! Ah, the perks of being an heiress. Must be nice to be able to buy off the law. It makes me mad still. But I don't care enough to get up and rally about it.
We headed to Main Street this weekend. Mom again managed to bargain down a saaree from $400 to like $25. I don't know how she does it. I simply break out in a sweat, mumble to myself and pace the store. I did get to have my mainstreet samosa, which is tradition since we discovered them. They make you slightly ill, but you somehow manage to eat an entire one and not think twice. Until later, that is, when your stomach is cursing you!
I'm wishing the weather would change. At least I hope it does for this sunday. I am planning to head out to the Dragon Boat Festival to cheer on the Ismaili Volunteers team (because that's my one brown deed for the weekend). In any case, we'll talk soon!

Thursday, June 7, 2007

Such Bugs and Goblins in my Life!


Current Mood: gettin' on sleepy

Current song: We were stars, by some woman (stupid Much More Music and your catchiness!)

I had a relatively pleasant day. I had brunch with a good smart friend of mine. We discussed many things including the state of the world, and of relationships and of how successful we'll all be in the future. We tend to talk eachother off buildings, which is always nice. After all, if the world lost either one of us, good hair would never be replicated again.

Speaking of hair, I changed my hair. Which means it looks exactly the same unless you view it with an x-ray or perhaps a really big magnifying glass. I should grow it out and wear it curly just to confuse people. That would do quite something. Though I do like that it's swishy. It hypnotizes the masses. Oh the power of hair when it's done right. Yes, mine is painstaking, but no pain no gain!

Did you hear? Paris Hilton is already out of jail and has been "reassigned" to electronic monitoring systems within her palatial home. I was mad about this one because she had barely been in jail for 23 seconds before she got let out. If celebrity buys you a slap on the wrist, there is obviously something wrong with this world. On the one hand, perfectly innocent people get accused of heinous crimes and have to serve inordinately large amounts of time in horrible facilities for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Or worse, they just get shot down. On the other hand, somebody with proven track record of recklessness and disregard for any laws is allowed to sit around for a month in a house well-equipped to keep even the most assinine person occupied for aeons. This is what's wrong with society. I am glad that the judge who initially doled out the sentence wants Paris back in court. Makes me want to cry tears of blood.
okay, i'm done being hopped up. Time for sleep. I've tired myself out!

Monday, June 4, 2007

It's a small world. So you gotta use your elbows a lot.


Current Mood: In recovery mode

Current Song: That new one by Tragically Hip (I haven't memorized all the lyrics yet)

Well, I happened to catch a cold after a very very long time. It was as unpleasant as I remembered. I'm still not feeling completely up to par but I'm recovering faster than I have before. Thank you immunity!

On Friday, we went to Zoyah's commencement ceremonies. It's funny to see her in graduation gown and hat because we're all having a hard time with the fact that she's mere months away from taking the leap to university. However, I do have to say that we are over the moon about it. She did well in the accolade acquisition part of the event and thus pride makes our chests swell until it's painful.

On thursday we went to infonight at the university. I forgot how much I love the smell of it and that awed sense of wonder. It's also really funny to see bewildered looking highschool kids trying to grope their way around the campus with their plethora of reading material about what to do once you are there, and how to do it. I find it refreshing. Though, I will have to go to orientation as well. I love school.

It's been a good run of movies lately, which is nice seeing as everything has come to an end on the television and we wait with baited breath until the next season of Grey's starts. We watched Garden State, which is interesting, and mundane. It has some interesting lessons about taking a leap once in a while and how life is far too short to dilly dally around and get hung up on things. Then we watched "Lady in the Water" by M. Knight Shyamalan (or however you spell that). That was also interesting but in a Harry Potter meets Pan's Labyrinth kind of way. Definitely different and if you haven't seen it, I recommend it. One more month until Transformers!

New book started. Andre Alexis' "Childhood". So far so good. I did start "The Uglies", which came recommended from my sister. She told me not to read it after I finished two chapters because she thought I would judge her on her bad taste in books. She says the author writes like Dan Brown and we all know how I feel about him!

Anyway, that's about it for now. Should anything interesting happen in my life, I will be sure to inform you!

Friday, June 1, 2007

Where is human nature so weak as in a bookstore?


Current Mood: Sneezy (never drink juice of slurpy consistency at night, and then sleep with the window're dooming yourself)

Current Song: State of Mind by Raul Midon

I'm not sure how to start today's blog entry. Oh wait, I guess that started itself. How clever! Alright, so I bought this new hair goo by John Freida called Brilliantly Brunnette. It's a straightening balm that's supposed to highlight the multifaceted-ness of my hair when I finish using it. So I used it and my hair still looks darker than midnight in a black hole with a blindfold on. Light cannot penetrate the surface of my hair! Not that I want lighter hair. Let's face it, if I did, I would have dyed it a long time ago. I prefer the natch look. Perhaps you need to purchase the entire line of products to see a difference. Well, Freida, you've got another thing coming if that's what you expect!

So, I was watching the news for fun yesterday (whatever you were going to say, shut up) and somebody in the states did a study on differential treatment of siblings. They found that indeed parents do treat their children very differently. But that the whole perception of unfairness lays in the eyes of the siblings rather than in the treatment i.e. if they see that they are being treated unfairly (not differently necessarily), that's the outcry. Well, I agree. Zoyah is the favourite, but that's alright by me (i'm saying this to annoy my mother).

Okay, one last thing. I was watching a bit of Much on Demand and Fall out Boy was on. They were talking about their latest charity case. any guesses? If you guessed Africa, then you guessed right! Apparently if you watch "The Last King of Scotland", you will get a very thorough understanding of Uganda and of Africa in general. I am all for celebrities using their powers for good. But to treat Africa as a victim is to strip away the dignity of a proud nation. Yes, they have some problems that run rampant and we could all stand to see them have a better standard of living, more education, less disease. But please stop using Africa to further your own agenda or to hop on the bandwagon. Fads make me nervous. Africa had better not be like slap bracelets. One moment they're hot, and the next they're out.
okay, I'm done ranting. Until after the weekend!