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Name: Aparna
Country: Fiji
State: ontario
Birthday: 10/31/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: i love movies with a passion, reading, chillin with frends, listening to music (anything but indie pop), coloring with crayons, baking, shopping, swimming, painting my toenails, singing in the shower, chatting online, dancin alone in my room, and day dreaming
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| salut tout le monde!
okay so this is gonna be me typing until i start hurting somewhere or until i get too sleepy to keep my eyes open.
i am in london now, well not exactly, im in a suburb a good 2 hours away from london called radlett in the area or state or whatever called hertfordshire. took today off of sightseeing cuz yesterday was pretty hectic and we only got home at 3am. so i watched tv all day long and ate way too much! and since i know that none of you will believe how much i ate, i will list; morning- 2 slices of french toast with a glass of milk, then lots of samples at costco; lunch- 4 slices of pizza, 6 strawberries, glass of orange juice, half a quarter of a giant double chocolate muffin, 7 more strawberries, 4 blackberries, 2 or 3 french macaroons, another glass of orange juice; dinner- 2 huge helpings of asian stir fry glass noodles, 7 strawberries and yes, another glass of orange juice. that is a lot of food! the day before was worse for junk food cuz we went on a day trip that involved a total of 14 hours of driving!!
so we decided to go for (a slight side note here to explain who "we" is, its my mum's old colleagues, cheng hong and jonas- cheng hong is from malaysia, she's got a heavy accent, is tiny and adorable, jonas is filipino, hugemongous and hilarious and they're married without any children so when i say we, its with one of them or both, for the purpose of yesterday's trip, just cheng hong and i) a day trip to the lake district which i am sure you have all heard of with jane austen, its where they always go to travel around. we drove first to get her cousin and her husband, our chauffeur for the day and they were pretty closed, unsocial people who made me feel kinda uncomfortable and like i didnt belong but whatever. then we drove for 5 hours to get to windemere which is the 2nd town after kendal for the lake district towns. the way there was lovely scenery, hills, firlds, tons and tons of livestock happily grazing away. points i remarked; cows were very good looking. now we know cows, coming from india and all and these cows here are very healthy, fat almost and they are absolutely giant! like little horses, larger than the donkeys in india! and they just look so content and lucky. i would definitely not mind being a cow in the uk. then there were sheep- loads of white ones but every now and then, some brown and black ones. they were everywhere! all over all this hills and all the meadows we passed by. and they looked happy too except they have that very judgey look about them, like they disprove of you but not just that, like they're totally gonna gossip and rip you apart the second you turn away. anywhoo, some of them were shorn and some weren't and then ones that weren't had huge dots of color on their wool, i saw red, green, purple, orange and i think thats it, during the course of the drive. so i guess thats how they know which ones are left cuz the sheep roam all over the hills and it must be hard to tell when you wanna get your shearing done unless you mark the ones you have left. but that's just my hypothesis, the marked ones may be ill or special or something, who knows? and so i was in the car thinking about all of this yesterday, wanting to write it down in my little journal that i take with me everywhere, but too lazy to actually physically move and do so.
so windemere. we walked around a bit and the weather was pleasant and chilly, kinda like kodaikanal when its sunny, but colder, so when its not sunny i guess. hahaha. and the lake was very large and lovely. really reminded me of other similar lakes i have seen, like lake shasta in cali, really pristine and surrounded by evergreenery and stuff. also like a lot of lakes in vancouver, just reminded me of similar places i had been to. only thing that really set this place apart was the old charm it had. there was a little pier of course where sail boats and the like were docked and there was an area where you could rent row boats and stuff but it was all really old and historical. the streets were cobblestoned and the buildings were old stone ones that have been there for centuries. what all the touristic places kept emphasizing was how the areas all look exactly the same as they did hundreds of years ago and they actually have pictures to prove it! we went to the beatrix potter museum/experience thing cuz she lived and wrote all her tales in windemere and there we saw the photos from back in the day in comparison with the area today. very cool how nothing's changed. the beatrix potter thing was a little silly for me cuz it was meant for little kids. i have read a lot of her books and so it made me miss dubai and my mom cuz thats where and when i read them haha. and so they made a little museum with models of the characters in the book in a semi-animated manner. very cute and they even had a little garden with real veggies and plants just like mr. mcgregor's field that peter rabbit would run through with his relations and get into mischief! i am really writing with a heavy british accent now cuz bbc's on and you know how i imitate and stuff. it was adorable and really cool to see how and why she wrote her stories and all the little background facts about everything.
before visiting that, we went for lunch at a very typical british luncheon restaurant that served things like yorkshire pudding and other britishy things. they had a vegetarian section on their menue, which made sense to me cuz i had been running into indians the second i stepped out of the car! i ordered a very boring, galloping gooseberries style pasta with cheese, mushrooms and tomatoes. had to dump like a ton of pepper into it before i could eat it and it was too huge for me to finish, so cheng hong's cousin's husband helped me out a bit. then i wasnt feeling so good so i ate c=some candy while we drove a bit more through some other towns, all of them adorable and so so cute each with their own lake and tiny b&bs and hotels. there was a town called grasmere which i loved cuz it was so cute! its lake was very beautiful and i really loved its town, walking around was so much fun. i went into a lot of little shops, ever on the quest for winter clothing but everything was for old people. the styles were very traditional and old fashioned so that i'd really look like a pati wearing any of it. then it was getting a bit late, around 7 when we decided to visit the last town and head back. the last town was newby bridge with the swan something hotel and it was unbelievably beautiful. it was on the way to lakeside and it was just stunning. there was this very old, small bridge over a river that was flowing very tranquilly like there was no rush or stress in the world. and the hotel was just on the bank and the river came up to the edge of the bank! so if you weren't watching where you were going, you would walk right into river! and the hotel had set up a cafe right there so you could sit right beside the river and not 100 yards away were the tiny sail boats and yachts that people owned. it was so gorgeous that when cheng hong joked about me coming there for my honeymoon, i started planning it out in my head!
oh before that in grasmere, i saw wordsworth's grave! him and his wife used to teach at a tiny school that was in grasmere and they did a lot for the community as well. his entire family has the same plot together in the graveyard and it was so cool! i touched and rubbed the grave with both hands for inspiration! there was a park right beside the cemetary that was dedicated to him and supposedly it was a daffodil park but not a flower in sight. its not the season though. he also planted the yew tree that falls over his grave! kinda creepy and now that i know what a yew tree is, i dunno why he liked em so much, they're not all that pretty.
so then we started the long drive home and i slept a lot, was woken up to have some dinner in this late night food court type place. i wasn't hungry at all tho. inside was a burget king and a coffee shop. and of course a table of briish-indian boys. who stared like they were sitting outside sathyam instead of inside a coffee shop. and ick, they looked awful, with weird piercings and greased hair and baggy clothing with more bling than a bride and ick. i got a cous cous salad and they didnt have any hot chocolate. the salad was awful, the worst salad i've ever had in my life! it was all sweet! yuck yuck. tons of raisins and something, maybe just sugar. eeeew, thinking about it now is so making me sick. while i was sitting and waiting for the bugers to be finished, these 2 indian men walked by. one was all baggy clothed and bling blingy and the other was huge and in a suit. and the small one was speaking really fast and initially i thought it was some indian language and then i realized he was cussing in heavily accented british english at the large man! and what he said was so funny i thought i was dreaming, it went something like "*bleep bleep bleep* when i tell you to *bleep bleep* hit someone, you *bleep bleep* hit them, yeah? you *bleep bleep bleep!*" and he repeated this several times, really quickly. the large guy just muttered something and kept shaking his head and looking around. it was really funny and when i looked around to see other people's reactions, there weren't any, everyone just didn't care or notice or anything. sigh.
so then i slept the whole way home and we got home only by 3.
and now i'm too pooped to write anything about france but i'll try after posting this.
real quick- things i did today- hunted for 4 hours for boots that i like, didnt find any but found heels for 29 pounds, too much sigh, bought a long sleeved top with a cute print from laura ashley for 11 pounds and fuschia tights for 1 pound. then we went to costco, which is exactly the same as in cali sauf pour a few brand differences and products, but it really felt like i was in livermore! then tv all day- two and a half men, home improvement, frasier, and whatever else was on comedy central.
craving: hot chocolate
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| So twitter.
I was talking to navi who was in anaheim for a conference (lucky duck) and she told me she was on twitter and that it was awesome and really useful. She had found a lot of housing help and stuff through tweets. I was really surprised ( and i mean no offense to navi whatsoever) cuz i had to talk her and gags into joining facebook for about a coulpe of months before they actually did! And here she was telling me about the next new thing! Haha talk about your role reversals.
So then i decided to see if i could disect the hype and see if it was worth it and i found (from my favorite news source online): "Putting Twitter's World to Use" at the new york times. check it out and continue reading my post (if you get this far): http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/14/technology/internet/14twitter.html?pagewanted=1&_r=3&ref=technology
so the article made me think of a few questions and perhaps if there are any twitter-ers reading this they can answer them for me:
so twitter allows you to comment on anything and everything and lets you decide whether to apply a 'keyword' function to certain words so that others can search the keyword and find yours and other result tweets. my question is, are the hits that come up as a result of the keyword search everything that twitter has with that keyword in it all over the word? or do they confine the search to geographic boundaries? cuz say if you search "swine flu" you'll get waay too many hits and what if you just want to know about swine flu in chennai? hmmm, so then it would make sense to enter more keywords into the search, but are these words flagged every post? like why would someone put where they are (say chennai and india) in a post about swine flu or anything for that matter? cuz then you would have to enter such information in every single tweet and that would be annoying. or, is the search able to give you specific hits based on the information on your page? so like if your page says you live in chennai, and someone searches 'swine flu, chennai' and you have a tweet on that, will they get a hit on your page? i think i'm doing that thing where i just answer my questions as i go. it's pretty amusing, i remember more than a few teachers enjoying me doing that in school.
so i think i'm gonna screw my other questions and just join twitter sometime soon and find out firsthand.
though it does look like it would be more useful for people who are connected to the internet all the time. which i hopefuly will be as of this fall. i doubt i'll have internet on my phone though. wow this is a messed up post.
my point in writing this (ya i have one) is to find out what other people think of twitter. so if you have an opinion and you just happened to read this, let me know what you think about twitter. should i join?
in other news, i didn't step foot out of my house today. just stayed inside all day and here's what i did:
woke up at around 11 and stared at the fan and daydreamed till 12. then or before then i was messaging whoopi about dreams. i had dreamt about pirates and there was a race or something really fun that had to be done, and i was a pirate too trying to beat whoever we were trying to beat. ya, vague. and then it switched to me and vee living in this cool apartment together and it was my birthday and also the day of this prom type event. so vee was all excited about the dance and we were both going and she completely forgot it was my birthday! and finally, minutes before we left, i yelled her about it and she was like "why are you so upset about something so insignificant?" made me really sad. the plus side was we wore these gorgeous gowns. vee's was a duckling yellow dress with a little shiny-sequined-bead work on the right side in a circle or a flower or something and it was thin-strapped and just a little above the knees on her. and mine was my favorite shade of green- like the inside of a perfect avocado, strapless and long. don't remember much else cuz i wasn't looking at myself, just vee. haha.
then i decided to get up and shower and then i sat on the couch and watched the jaygaa watch tv for a bit, cuz i don't understand malayalam. then went down, helped make chapathis for lunch and then ate lunch. stuffed myself actually, the channa was so yummy cuz it had a ton of onions and garlic in it. haha, jaya athai knows how to get me to eat these days! so then i watched tv. movies actually. i was watching i spy, while waiting for the thomas crown affair to start. and then i watched matchmaker. both movies were only moderately entertaining, don't really reccommend either. and then i went online, checked my email, replied emails, something i'm getting good at nowadays, i actually reply emails immediately now, as opposed to before when i used to give em a few days for no reason whatsoever. streamed an episode of the west wing and decided to read some emma while it loaded. bad idea cuz emma makes me sleepy so i got up and took a nap till 7. woke up craving toast and honey so i made myself some and watched the episode. streamed another. had dinner (leftover lunch plus dosai, and a cup of yogurt) while watching the first episode of the 2nd season of top chef, a season i had already seen- all but the first 5 episodes i think. watched the 2nd episode i streamed of the west wing and streamed another. while waiting for that to load vee called and was leaving for the airport so i talked to her for 15 mins or so. then mommy who was talking in tamil the enitre time, which is her way of saying "there are other non-tamil speakers around and i don't want them to know what i am saying" then i was facebooking and bored so i decided to research twitter a bit. and here i am!
well, that's a complete waste of a day! ah summer, how do i love thee?
craving: a pack of peanut m&ms
currently listening to: radio alice 97.3 online
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| omg it is so late and i should be working instead of blogging but...
i was mind-procrastinating and as a result i have a moral-ish dilemma that i would like to outline:
since me and my friends are all completely jobless, aside from one cow for whom we are all happy and whom we all admire and stuff, we tend to like to go out as often as possible and so... when a place, say a pub or club has a special promotion exclusively for women, we flock like beings who flock do, you know, sheep and geese and the very religious. so anyway, i was wondering while pacing up and down the changing room at a swimming pool this afternoon, waiting for clavic to emerge from her ablutions (ha! i used it!), i got to thinking that perhaps in flocking as often as we do, we are setting ourselves up for a troubling situation if not several. and these situations could be multifold (yes i can do that) for all we know- like getting thrown out of the place, getting screwed by being presented an amazingly outrageous bill, getting embarrassingly told that we have to actually (gasp) pay for our bevarages, or worse.
so should we be curtailing out visits to these public houses so they don't get too used to our gorgeous (and underage) faces? or should we take absolute and entire advantage of their desperate attempt to entice us of the fairer sex to their pot-bellied, ancient-testosterone loaded establishments, however shabby (or not at all, in the case of our most recent haunt)? i worry only because some people say something about too much of a good thing being something or the other and i wonder, should i be paying attention?
hmmm, for the most part i am of the opinion that i don't know. i'm all for taking advantage of the sad sad desperate men in this city, but then again, i do not want to be unpleasantly surprised and embarrassed by their dib realization of my abuse of their stupidity. inshallah this won't happen ya?
i'm gonna dialogue now, it lets me step into others' shoes without you know, taking mine off. 
us: (collective cuz i'm getting sleepy and we are kind of... not lol) yay yay ladies night yay!
bartender1: what yaar, these women again? they were here just last week dude!
bartender2: arre shit yaar man, i know. and they're going to ask me the same question only.
bartender1: i know bro yaar, they will ask, "is the ladies night promotion still on?"
bartender2: exactly macha bro, and we will have to be answering yes only to these cheap women.
bartender1: haan, what else to do bro-da?
bartender2: nothing bro dude yaar thambi. nothing. (cuz they want us there)
us: (cuz we heard what they said, cuz we're awesome like that) that's right bitches, bring us our drinks, yaaar! (perhaps without the expletive [and the yaar]).
the end.
the bartenders kind of became confused with which part of india they were in or from or something, i dunno what's up with that.
well it's wednesday now, and that really means only one thing to us- ladies night baby!
craving: more dilligence and discipline
currently listening to: boom boom pow- BEP
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| and yup i'm waiting for yet another episode of the west wing to load. :)
i was so sleepy today cuz i always am and clavic called in the morning. i just want to say that people can call me anytime, even when i'm asleep cuz i really don't mind. if you wake me up by calling me, don't feel bad, cuz it doesn't bother me. i just go straight back to sleep, unless what we taked about was exciting or troubling in which case i'll still get back to sleep, it'll just take me a little longer.
so when i decided to get up, i went online as usual. checking my email is something i do way to much these days. i'm always waiting for a reply from someone or the other and york keeps me waiting a loooong time! wow that reminds me... (i just had something to do) lol, that really doesn't make any sense! i just went back and re-read what i just wrote. Explanation: as i was typing, i remembered i had to do something and i went off and did it. which is rare cuz i usually remember, and not do anything about it cuz i'm lazy. hmmm maybe i'm getting better. wow this is a boring paragraph, moving on...
i have a craving for something sweet and there isn't anything at home that has the correct amount of sweet in it (like chocolate or ice cream or, ya just chocolate ice cream) there's only gulab jamun and kesari, too sweet. and i have a pack of little hearts cookies but they're too filling. there are mangoes but that's not the right type of sweet i want either. if i was living alone right now, i'd go right out and get myself what i wanted. or i may even have it in my fridge haha.
i have a plan to create a food blog of all the chennai restaurants i've been to over the past 3 years. i want to review them all and make it public so that anyone can read it. and then i want to hand it over to someone who'll keep it going so that there's a portal for people who wanna know what a restaurant is like before going to it. cuz i really hate it when there aren't recommendations or reviews of a place i wanna try out or haven't been to yet. i'm writing this here so i actually get it done. if it's just in my head, i'll make excuses, but here, people can read it and ask me about it and so i have to do it. i have a couple of reviews done, but i wanna finish some more or maybe even all of them, before i create the blog.
ok i'm gonna go now and review paalimar, where i ate last night with my second cousins and extended family.
craving: dark chocolate ice cream from movenpick
currently listening to: my love is like woah- mya
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| it's 9:43 and i do not think i'm eating dinner tonight.
waiting for a west wing season 4 episode to load and thinking about how whoopi was talking about my previous posts got me to want to blog some more.
so today: woke up after having a rather disturbing dream about a very old friend. dreams in which i make out or do something sexual with someone are so annoying. i always wake up freaked out and wondering why my subconscious picked that person and what on earth it means.
nowadays i can't even enjoy sleeping in cuz the jaygaa doesn't approve. i like to sleep. what is so wrong with that? if i have nothing to do in the morning time of a day, why can't i sleep through it? i enjoy sleeping and if were awake, i wouldn't do anything productive because i don't have anything productive to do! this does make me worry a bit tho because once college starts this september, i'm gonna have to wake up early and not sleep as much as i have become accustomed to. and that's definitely gonna suck.
so then clavic messaged and said lets swim and i said lets movie so we decided to do one after the other. movie was confessions of a shopaholic and it didn't have anyone i know in it except the main character's parents- joan cusak and john goodman. it was ok. it was exactly like the book ( i read one of them in which she goes to london or spain or something) and even the dialogue was taken from what she says in the book. not a strong point because the author uses a lot of media references and her writing is very colloquial in such a way that it's annoying to hear cuz it's what you hear everyday. the clothes she wears throughout were not very stylish by anything i've seen in vogue and the media (what they wear on the red carpet and on tv shows like 90210 and gossip girl). she and the very gay man they paired her with overacted and were overly emotional- especially him! it was a very time passy movie and i really don't remember much. i liked the decor of her room, it's actually similar to what i imagined when i read the book! and in general i thought it would make me want to shop but it did the opposite: i am now quite scared of spending cuz a debt collector may come after me like he did to her in the movie!
a note about me and shopping: i love buying myself things, i just hate spendning the money. it makes me feel sick in the stomach for a while. i like to think i don't spend a lot of money, but there are days when i spend a lot and i think i'm such a hypocrite! it really doesn't help that vee spends a whole hell of a lot les than me (except when it comes to clothes!). i am one of those people who would rather not eat and buy an awesome dress or shoes. i can see myself not spending on food and spending on clothes! kinda worrying heh heh.
so then after movie we chilled at my place and discussed housing in DC which there is a lack of for your friendly neighborhood smoker. poor clavic. and then we headed off to swim. we splashed about for a while and i showed clavic how to do a somersault in the water, necessary to learn flip turns, and she entertained me in her efforts to do an entire one. then there was a brosef and we gave him and his kickboard his space. then when we were doing a few laps, there were 2 more broskis. these were known to clavic and were more our-age-ish and then it became not so fun. we did more laps and then got out to get food :)
in change room there was an annoying episode involving a man and his little son who were trying to use the ladies change room cuz they thought it was coed. ummm no. we told him his was upstairs and he said he asked 'someone' who said they were the same and then i got angry. so i was sarcastic and asked him if he saw any urinals around and he eventually got the point and left with little boy in tow.
walked to casa and split a cheesy pizza which had salsa on it that tasted like ketchup, which i really do not believe belongs anywhere near a pizza at all. but it was very cheesy so i was happy. then i had a craving for mango juice so we walked to a little shop and had some. then i wanted to walk home which clavic said wasn't the best idea, the time was 8:15. so we said bye and i double checked with pere who said to take an auto. sigh. i enjoy walking down nungambakkam high road these days. even though it's yucky and hot and dirty and full of gross men and annoying and annoyed vehicles of all shapes and sizes. i don't even mind reaching home covered in sweat. ah chennai, you've grown on me you sly thing.
then came a bottle of water and the streaming of 'angel maintenance' the 19th episode of season 4 of the west wing, and since internet is so slow in this country, here i am.
craving: a happy resolution to the three nagging worries in my head
currently listening to: whirring fan, loud keyboard, my phlegmy cough and occaisonal *kling* from gtalk
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