yello!

There is no law prohibiting me form posting on my own blog, no matter what I may have said about it. So, no questions encouraged. 

So changes on the blog- I just love the new theme designer! Had fun, no really. How is the new theme btw? Oh yea, The equations background- well, for those who don't know, I major in physics, But I belong to that class of people who doesn't have a clue as to why they chose the subject they are ..er..mastering. Hmm. I stil have a solid one year left to decide whether there is any hope left in the stuff.But You may take the physics outta me, but you can't take me outta physics. (What does that mean anyway?)

I wrote the worst exam I've ever wrote in my entire life. Er. That is the whole point of the post. My quantum mechanics ! paper. It was a ..fiasco. Total chaos. And am still recovering from it.

I entered the hall, with absolutely no hope of having anything to write upon the paper, perhaps the register number maybe, but nothing else. one whole year..no, Three whole months of Boring, lengthy lectures, and I have absolutely No idea about the QM syllabus.  The Mind went blank. Totallie.
But, We came here for writing the exam, and writing the exam is what we are going to do. We will not go quietly into the night, we will not vanish without a fight.

Right.

Ok. Fifteen minutes is more than enough time required to fill in the first page. let us look into the question paper, shall we?

OO..OH YEA! Stark effect! I know that. Tch. The degeneracy remover. Piece of cake. There. I will pass the exam with this one  question, after all, an essay of 12 marks no??

NO???

WHAT SORT OF A MORON WILL SET A QUESTION PAPER IN WHICH AN ESSAY IS ASKED FOR 2..TWO MARKS?????? AAARGH!!!!

Well. Ahem. I don't have much of a choice. I know the essay like as if it were my own PhD thesis. I simply HAVE to write it.


And I did. For two marks, I wrote some five papers. thats 10 pages.

oh-kay. We're done. Now to get out of the hall. Its cold in here. Ta lalla...here's the twine. And am gonna tie it up, am gonna tie it up nice and easy...uh oh. My class in charge. What! He is the examiner?

Oh boy, if looks could kill.

hehe..pattiche! I was just pretending to tie the sheets you see. Jesus! hey can I have one more additional sheet?? thank you, I asked for one, so nice of you to give me three. Are you trying to tell me something??

There. My classmate has also finished writing the exams! She is tying up the papers..oh, okay, she was going to, anyway.

15 minutes..

ekaanthathayude..apaara..theeram.

"Discuss linear vector space?" I would love to but with whom? ya know there is this dumb policy against talking in the exam hall..tch. but still, if you ask to discuss, then discuss we shall.

gee. Sir. That was just a thought!

15 more minutes. 

oye, no tea breaks?

10 more

ew. a spider!!!


20 more..


wh??? where??? sup!! oh. i slept off eh?

Sir? Oh you were asking how many extra sheets I took? er.  Psstpsstpsst

I said- psstpsst

Oh damn it, TWO!!!! Gee. rub it in.

The bell. Finally!!!.Its about time.

Now. the escape tactics. Do NOT get caught by the QM teacher. Duck. Slide. Hide. Climb. Dive.

okie. aand we're outta college. Where from here?

Where from here?

Stories of sarees..

Before you read this,you need to be reminded of/introduced to some concepts..

1.My fashion sense is dangerous.
2. That runs in the family.[but skipped my sis. and my dad considers it a personal insult to have a "fashion" sense.]

Now that we are clear on these, let us proceed. Those who read the previous post may have noticed that there was a wedding I wanted to go to. I got invited.(for a certain person who laughed coz I didn't get invited as my friend forgot to invite me-Ha!) No. I am not going to wear a saree..and This is not about that wedding.

this is about another wedding.(Gosh, there are a lot of weddings these days, am getting confused. They may trick me into coming to my own wedding if i am not careful. geez. ALERT.)

So I was saying, there is this another wedding I can go to. So, I went to my mom to ask for advise as of what to wear. And what did I find?

What, did I find?

I found a mom who was as confused as I was, as of what to wear to the wedding. AAAnd the damsel to the rescue!

"mom, have no fear,
The damsel in distress is here!"

easier said than done. My theory of selecting sarees was proved right once again this afternoon-which is.."Always find the blouse first. then find a matching saree.."

But by momentary lapse of memory,we started picking up sarees...

Me: This is good..

Mom: It is dirty.

Me: what about this one?

mom: nah..the blouse doesn't fit.

me: this must be good.

mom: it is torn.

me: this gotta be(better be) good!!

mom: thats new. I cant wear a new saree on saturday.

Me: hey this is my top I gave you for altering! MOM!! aargh!! its still here??

mom:(pretends she did not hear it.) this one is too simple.

Mom: what about this one?

Me: NO! you already wore it to the engagement. NO NO!(no self respecting daughter would ever let her mom got to a wedding wearing a saree she was seen in by the same people. Source: International code for daughters.)

argh! tic.tock.tock.tic.

Me: this saree is a dark shade of orange mom! it won't go with a slighter dark shade of orange colour of a blouse. we need another shade of orange. ORANGE! concentrate mom.

Mom: aargh!!

well, finally, after taking all the sarees out from the cupboard and mixing all the blouses, we found a matching shade of a blouse that fit a wedding-wearable saree. uff! (wipes off sweat from brow)
Thank god my sister wasn't here. We never agree upon the saree for mom! It was a huge fight our family witnessed as we disagreed over my mom's saree to be worn for my sis' wedding. Dang. Sis came up with a lousy "Its my wedding, My mom, She wears what I want" reason, and I had to give in! dang. Meh. Bah.
It is fun dressing up your mom.. We get a chance to take revenge to show gratitude for the times when we were a baby and she chose the dresses for us.
My sis is gonna kill me If the saree I chose wasnt appropriate for Mom.

Dang.

less than 12 hours and I have to come up with something to wear myself. anything. Something!

P.S. guys and some gals will find this post completely pointless. shoo off if you do. YOU never had a wardrobe malfunction in your life. YOU dont have relatives who even criticises your perfume and nailpolish. YOU don't think green and blue go well together. YOU are a guy. YOU(the girl) don't care.

I wonder whether there will be palada for the sadya.
:)

Random updates

1.My namesake got the first rank for the university exam. I now happens to hate my name. And very few in the blogger world know it. I am sticking to DiD.

2. I just said I am bored of blogsville, and I posted an hour after I said so.

3.I am not invited to a wedding I would love to go to.(not the wedding I mentioned in the last blog)

4.I made this. It is soya paneer curry. No casualities reported. Yet.

5.My dentist keeps saying he will remove the braces on my teeth "next month".He said that first in January. He said that last month too. Am going to gift him a taperecorder if I ever get the braces off.

6.I scored a 92 pc in my degree exam. Well 91.5 to be exact. then again, If am going to be exact, I will rather say 92 pc.

7.I took this photo.I think its pretty good.

8. I have a whole month of vacations infront of me. I spent the first two days of it vaccuming.

9. I found out that the fastest way to tell my sis something is by posting it on my blog.

10.I am truly,madly and deeply bored.

11. MJ died. Someone please tell me I dreamt so.

12.It is raining all sorts of animals here. Mosquitos are back. Improved and resistent. And squishy.And icky.and buldgy. And icky. And squishy. ew.

13. I gained seven kilos.

14. 13 and 12 are mutually exclusive events. But 4 and 13 may not be so. IF 3 turns out to be a mistake, numbers will rise in 13.

15.point 15 deleted as per request. message is delivered..