Random shit in my head.

There is soooo much going on right now! Not in my life (no, that is fairly boring), I'm talking about all the buzzing thoughts in my mind.

1. Dermot Mulroney is so HOT!!!!!!!!!!! I mean, that voice! ohmygod. I have fallen in love with that voice. (I was watching The Wedding Date).

2. So, i have been watching The Killing, and they seem to never tie up the loose ends! The Rosie Larsen case is over, and Linden killed the damn Jamie before he could pay for his horrible crime. I felt sooo bad for Rosie. And now, in season 3, why wont they show the mayor aka Billy Campbell aka Darren Richmond anymore? I really liked him.

And Seattle is so grey and gloomy all the time. I dont see any colour on my tv screen for that one hour, except grey.

3. I have so many movies lying in my pen drive that i need to watch but do not seem to have the time. Or company. Usually when my bestie comes for a sleepover, or i go to hers, we watch like, a gazilliion movies all day.

4. I just keep re-reading my favourite bits from Sophie Kinsella's I've Got Your Number. I really love that book, I dont know why...

5. I really want to write a book. I even have the elements. But i dont have a story line. Or the will power. Or the patience. Or the confidence that whatever I am writing isn't complete crap.

6. Easter holiday is over and I have college on monday, and i really want to cry.

I hope that's all for now.

xxx

Animal Activist

I want to be an animal rights activist. And no, not the protesting-with-placards and getting-jailed kind (although I totally adore those people), but more of opening-charity-hospital and rescuing-strays kind.

I hope one day i have a big house and enough money, so that not only can i open up a good, state-of-the-art animal hospital, but also so that i can pick up strays and abandoned animals and the old ones in the shelters that have no home, and give them a home.

I really, really, really hope this comes true. And i HOPE i can make a difference.

  

      

Dad.

I had my psychology practical exam today. My first. And my college is the most unhelpful, scary place ever.
So anyhoo, i didnt get my practical files to college because i had no idea! Apparenlt you get all 7 files and just keep them on the table...so that you dont cheat or something. Like HOW exactly am i supposed to cheat from a file during an exam???


So i got all scared and called up mom and started crying and told her to send the files somehow (really, a child's tantrums, i tell you!) and then in 10 mins (my college is really far from home) dad "flew" on his bike and came and gave me the files.


And saved my life.
Yes, I did get a bit of a scolding from mom ( no fault of mine. scold the damn college) but... They'll do anything for me. Touchwood.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO

Thats dad, mum, my sister and baby me. And my paternal grandfather (dadu) in the photo. He saw me for the first and last time when I was 3 months old. But I don't remember it... :(

A Nobel Prize winner replied to my mail!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A few days back I wrote to doctor Eric Kandel (a super awesome scientist whose done studies on Aplysia to understand learning and memory) and the very next day, HE WROTE BACK TO MEEEEE!!!

I never ever ever expected him to write back. In India and maybe in some other countries, some scientists are such snobs that they have better things to do than write back to silly kids.

But this guy wrote back.
And that's all that matters.
YIPPPEEEEE!!!




P.S- He wears a bow tie to work. He's totally awesome.

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What am i doing with my life??

Let me know, if you have an answer.

"I love exams", said no human ever.

These exams need to end.
I need a spa.
And a vacation.
And sleep.


I...tired.
I...*pass out*

R.I.P Mr. Gardener

This winter, my gardener did some kick ass job. Only...he never got to see it with his own two eyes. May his soul rest in peace. I dedicate these flowers on my terrace to him. Guy worked hard. _/|\_