Me

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I'm not limited to the blank canvas I was born as. My life is an eclectic melange of vivid colour. I float in a sea of multifarious musings, ranging from worlds of lime green skies and copper stars to winged objects and fairy dust. I am the flirtatiousness of cherry chap-stick, the depths of the cerulean ocean and the violet skies of Monet. I am the brooding dark green of dense foliage, the crimson tint in a blushing girl’s cheeks; the purple of bruised limbs. The complexity of my thoughts keeps evolving, I grow and shrink alternately. I cannot be contained or restrained. The French language is my drug and acne is my worst enemy. I laugh a little too much and am a romantic in the extreme sense. I’m likely to steal the stars from the sky, but my aims remain grounded in reality. I can’t be pigeonholed into a single stereotype, because all labels apply to me at different points in time.

Sunday, May 30, 2010

You

You are my favourite line
From my favourite song
You are the reason I can smile
Through the tears.


You are the power and freedom
Flowing through my veins
You are every colour in the world
But no identifiable one.


You are the beauty of the rain
The tenderness of a parting kiss
The simplicity of a a straight line
The fluid sensibility of dreams.


You are the one that changed me
Because of you, I was 
Born again.
You are the one that chipped away
At those stubborn blocks of hate
That surrounded my dead heart
And gave me life again.



Tuesday, May 25, 2010

How I Feel

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are.
As my memory rests, it never forgets what it's lost.
Wake me up, when September ends. 

Monday, May 24, 2010

Things I Want to Accomplish this Summer

So summer's here and I finally have some time to do things I really want to do. Well, here's some of them:


  1. Complete Austin's scrapbook.
  2. Watch shit loads of free TV shows.
  3. Learn to drive.
  4. Learn to cook.
  5. Gain some common sense in terms of banking and finance.
  6. Ditto visas.
  7. Yoga lessons.
  8. Hang out with the brother.
  9. Go to the gym
  10. Get rid of all my pimples. Somehow.
  11. Try and grow boobs. You know, probably will them into being or something.
  12. Spend lots of time with my year 12 babies.
  13. Spend lots of time with my other babies.
  14. Write extensive, detailed blog posts.
  15. Write a book.
  16. Cure myself of whatever this cough-since-January problem is.
  17. Earn some money.
  18. Intern.
  19. Go to the club more often.
  20. Figure out Boston University.
  21. Read up on Communications courses and careers.
  22. Be less confused in life about University
  23. Soak up some intellect. Read intellectual books, TOK-style. Ditto intellectual movies.
  24. Reorganize and de-clutter.
  25. Get out of mourning.
Photo courtesy: ~yayaaja on deviantart.

The Verdict

You're probably wondering why I haven't blogged about the IB exams yet, considering that my whole life basically revolves around them. Well, there are a couple of reasons for it:

1. Been too busy with them
2. Too lazy to blog 
3. Too busy watching How I Met Your Mother

Here goes, then:

4th May

English Higher Level Paper 1: Unseen.


I'm always really scared for this paper, because I sincerely doubt my writing skills. I mean, I may have lucked out with getting published by Revenge Ink and working for YPulse, but that is only because of the way I market myself rather than my actual writing skill, which is, quite frankly, nil. So it was a pleasant surprise when Imtiaz Dharker's Minority showed up, with all its references to neem and ghee and India. What was even better was that the poem was all about cultural diaspora.

Guess what my Extended Essay was about?

Yeah, that's right - CULTURAL DIASPORA!!!!

Straight 7.


Business & Management Higher Level Paper 1: 

OK we all know (thanks to my N Pharma Nerd Chronicles post) exactly how hard I worked for this one. It was pretty good, but I don't get that 7 feeling. *shrug*

5th May 

Business & Management Higher Level Paper 2:

I walked out of the exam feeling awesome, but along came AB, telling me I messed up the cash flow forecast. The other questions were pretty good though, so I'm being optimistic about this one.

Definite 7.

Maths Studies Standard Level Paper 1:

OK. Now who studies for this? That's right, NOBODY, which is why I didn't either. Again, it was really really good except for this last question about derivatives. Well, I've always been bad at calculus, and I'm only losing 6 marks here.

7 :)

6th May 

Maths Studies Standard Level Paper 2:

It was crap. Let's not talk about it.

Psychology Higher Level Paper 1:


BRILLIANT. BRILL-FUCKING-LIANT. Of course there was a bit of a dilemma with the essay question, which I misread as two or more theories rather than two or more applications. OH WELL. I stuck with classical conditioning and totally MCEG'd it. BRILLIANT. BEST PSYCH PAPER 1 EVER.

7 !

7th May

Psychology Higher Level Paper 2

Dysfunctional psychology was superb. I could have done it blindfolded, with my hands tied behind my back. However, psychodynamic was a little iffy. I mean..applications of one Freudian theory? I did the tripartite model and discussed ego psychology, regression therapy and the ego defense explanation of schizophrenia. I also put in Neo-Freudians in my conclusion. Hope it works out :/

High 6?

Psychology Higher Level Paper 3

If you looked at my head during the paper, you would notice something. Yeah. You would notice a big, fat white bubble floating above it. And the white bubble would have the letters WTF? in bold red type in them. Honestly, what the HELL was that? OK, I sailed through interview ethics alright. I also managed to pull through with the second question about researcher and participant biases in psychological research - easy peasy. BUT WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT LAST ONE ABOUT PARTICIPANT OBSERVATION AND RECORDING?! I just took the straightforward audiovisual route and discussed ethical considerations. And very VERY briefly mentioned event/point sampling. So...don't know about that. Although BC did send us an e-mail telling us that she spoke to some examiners about it and how we ought to have been tested on qualitative methods and research methodologies. Oh well.

10th May

English Higher Level Paper 2

WORST PAPER BY FAR. REALLY, REALLY SUCKED. I picked this thing about universal messages despite varying contexts, and chose Like Water for Chocolate and the Stone Diaries. The themes I picked were the most obscure fucking ideas on the planet. The inadequacy of language (brief reference to Haroun), social stereotyping and gender typing. LIKE WTF? WHY COULDN'T I HAVE JUST COVERED LOVE/LUST INSTEAD? OR BETTER, CHOSEN SOME OTHER QUESTION!? BLAH.

FAILED.
 17th May

Environmental Systems and Societies Paper 1

I had gone on this family trip from the 13th to the 16th, and when I got back, there was Boyfriend's farewell party to go to, so I didn't study at all up until Sunday night. It wasn't at all bad, though, surprisingly.

I guess I could get a 7, but on the safe side, we'll assume a 6.

18th May

Environmental Systems and Societies Paper 2

Borneo thing was OK again. And essays were not exceptional.

High 6/ possible 7,

24th May

French B Paper 1

OK this paper is going down in history as one of the BEST PAPERS OF MY LIFE.

7.

French B Paper 2

French!!! Enough said. AMAZING.

7.

YESSSSSSSSSSS. I'M FREEEEEEEEEEE. FREEDOM IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD. IT GIVES ME MENTAL ORGASMS.

Alright, alright...
Sorry.

Here's the final verdict (in my opinion), then:

English: 6
B&M: 6
Psychology: 7
ESS: 6
Math: 6
French B: 7

2 points for EE/TOK essay.

40 overall. Not that bad. Let's see what really happens. :)

Goodnight world!

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Remember?

Remember brown paper with sticky labels? Remember gulmohar buds? Remember the red flowers? Remember having a fringe as a child? Remember pigtails? Remember OshKosh? Remember blood-blood? Remember the violence? Remember the green jumpers? Remember the swan walk? Remember Head Over Heels? Remember Summer Funk? Remember when lays were 'ruffles'? Remember life without Facebook? Remember the blue fish on the bathroom walls? Remember 'giggle,giggle goodnight', 'ickle me pickle me tickle me too' and dancing jeans? Remember holi parties? Remember playing an actress in a play? Remember the pink fairy dress and the silver wand? Remember the gossip? Remember Payal? Remember the shower? Remember the big, big house she owned? Remember madness? Remember Daniel Radcliffe? Remember the phone calls? Remember the fake photographs? Remember learning to use the word webcam? Remember hotmail? Remember pointless MSN conversations? Remember the secret diary with the sugar bag from Mocha in it? Remember your 13th birthday? Remember Suraj in all blue? Remember the VIP chocolates? Remember e-pals? Remember the phone booth? Remember Trisha fainting? Remember your first time saying 'anorexic bitch'? Remember Devika? Remember the broken friendship with Vishruta? Remember the fights? Remember Aaron? Remember the American school? Remember your first "Pass" grade? Remember your first teachers? Remember Josh? Remember that darkness? Remember Sanjana? Remember the blue lightning strike? Remember waving at her? Remember the first sleepover? Remember the black skirt with the white flowers? Remember pimples? Remember skin rashes? Remember failed gothic makeup? Remember the wooden room? Remember Buffy? Remember Josh and Sanjana? Remember the lie? Remember trying? Remember My Chemical Romance? Remember AJ? Remember Green, Size 12, Tahoma? Remember HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!? Remember coercion by "Josh"? Remember the first phone call? Remember the sound of running footsteps? Remember the grandpa? Remember your grandmother's death? Remember love? Remember love, so much of it? Remember the graffiti, the wall posts and Facebook? Remember the red nightdress? Remember your first cellphone? Remember piczo? Remember Joggers Park? Remember Srushti? Remember Cafe Coffee Day? Remember the camera in the blue case? Remember six months? Remember the white skirt and the strategically wet swimsuit? Remember the almost-eroticism? Remember the almost-first kiss? Remember the breakup? Remember the pizza delivery? Remember the black ballet flats with gold polka dots? Remember the red Mango t-shirt? Remember the first kiss? Remember having breasts? Remember the unofficial tag? Remember the 'never want to hurt you again' text message? Remember what a big, fat lie it all was? Remember the stolen moments? Remember Carter Road? Remember grossing all your friends out with the details? Remember 'goodbyes'? Remember Year 10 finals? Remember only 2 A*s? Remember Srushti's first boyfriend? Remember his stained teeth and tight clothes? Remember his best friend? Remember the White Swift? Remember 'Ankur'? Remember Phoenix Mills? Remember the hi-tech sound system? Remember marshmallows in chocolate? Remember all of Marisha's parties? Remember Nostradamus? Remember the black tie? Remember the stupid text messages? Remember Sunny's visits? Remember the cheating? Remember Pooja? Remember Vatsal? Remember Powai? Remember go-karting? Remember getting a cut? Remember the fear of blood, passing out in classes? Remember the plaid skirt? Remember someone watching? Remember the crappy food? Remember Shlok?

Remember IB? Remember Year 11 Orientation? Remember Keegan falling to the floor? Remember Bantry-White? Remember Anjana? Remember the table? Remember being the opposite of balanced? Remember subjects? Remember blocks? Remember timetables? Remember new teachers? Remember Mrs. Wilcox? Remember her sunshine smile and gold hair? Remember the pants? Remember the skirts? Remember the Colour Purple? Remember Miten? Remember the IOPs? Remember the dance? Remember Cookie Jar? Remember your first SAT? Remember getting back with him? Remember the fights? Remember the cheating? Remember the lies? Remember the cheating? Remember the cheating? Remember the cheating? Remember the cheating? Remember losing it? Remember the handjob? Remember what happened later? Remember the stolen house visits? Remember the sheets? Remember Megadeth? Remember Nymphetamine Fix? Remember your first haircut? Remember This Heart of Mine? Remember Dryad of Woods? Remember annual days? Remember CAS Fetes? Remember exams?

So much more to remember.

I can't record the rest because thinking about those things is painful now.

How easily we forget.