Saturday, April 9

Birthday Blues.^^

Birthdays..
hmm..everyone likes birthdays..
Guess who doesnt.?  meeee!  i SO dont like birthdays!
All my past birthdays i remember..havent been special..at all! err..what an unusual thing to say..innit?! 'cos usually people are super duper happy on their birthdays!
For me..a birthday is like every other day.. mom wakes me up at the usual time..Study/read like any other day..listen to my mom's long lecture on what i DIDN'T DO today..watch a very blah movie which my dad thinks is  *classic*[air quotes].
Yea..its like just another day..with nothing special to expect..except for some calls from the closest of my friends and a lot of FB wall posts and every random person asking me for a "birthday treat".
And about my birthday that passed days ago,I was home alone that day. not that i dont like being home alone..in fact i love being home alone! I mean..cummon..its my BIRTHDAY!! I dont wanna be alone on my birthday? And I thought  parents weren't supposed to yell at their kids on their birthdays! at least my friends' parents dont do that? Yea. I was SO constantly yelled-at..on my birthday. And also..I asked my mom for a huge teddy on my birthday..which obviously she didnt buy me, for which i'm still pissed off with her. The b'day gurl GOT TO get everything she asks for..remember? :(


Wednesday, March 16

"my-worst-nightmare-come-true" day.

 I've never really liked having pets. I've always been scared of  the whole of kingdom Animalia [yea..even some human beings..=P] since i-dunno-when. Someone sees a cute kitten n they go all "aww.." but i'll be all "uggh.." . Kittens look cute in pics allright. But in real?.. err..i'm not really sure about that..I dont know how this so-called "animal-o-phobia"  developed in me. And i dont really remember being scared of animals as a kid?.. yea..we used to have loads of cats at my dad's house at our native place..and i loved them as a kid..I used to love the "cat-fur" that stuck to my cot each time a cat sits on my bed. I've even dared to poke a momma cat on its stomach. :) [err..well..the cat scratched me for that though.. =P ]
Whatever happened to me..i dont know..And now i'm scared of animals big time! And dogs too..omg!.. I'm scared of those well-groomed pet dogs too..let alone street dogs.. =P 
recently,my worst nightmare..of being stuck in a place full of animals..actually happened!

The story goes like this..

It was when i had to visit a natorupathist's place.As i entered the compound,I was greeted by two hens perched upon the sofa in the car porch. The whole place smelled of hens.
When we neared the half open door, I caught sight of a doggie peeping through the door.
*RUNN* my brain ordered..and off i ran to the front gate when i heard another doggie barking furiously from another corner of the compound.  
ANOTHER DOG? I'M SO DEAD!.. I leaned closer to the wall. 
*phew* okay.. at least I'm nowhere near it..And that was right when I spotted another hen [a bigger and uglier one this time] standing majestically on top of the compound wall i was leaning to.
*Damn..Now what?! *
But all thanks to my reflexes..I quickly ducked forward..or that thing would have jumped onto my head!.
This totally freaked me out. How come there are no human beings around here?.. :O 
Damn..I ran out of that place and swore to myself that I'd never even go near there again.

Saturday, December 11

:'(

well..this post is actually an obituary..for my dear old computer which died out a couple of months back. i have no clue where to begin from!! :( cos he was so dear to me..the comp.. :(
now..replacing my dear "old" (literally!) comp is a young n smart pc with a wide LCD screen. and i dont know why, but i hate him to the core! :( i miss you..my old comp..:(

so..here goes five things i miss about you. <3*

1. the poor sound systems. the loose contacts. i miss the way i used to be annoyed when my favorite song stops just like that because of those stewpid loose contacts with the sound system.
n now..when i sit back..enjoying the songs from this comp,i wait for the music to stop (n for me to be annoyed! lol..) but that never happens..this new comp is so perfect..dammit! x(

2.The poor monitor. the way it goes all black..abruptly..when i'm watching this favourite video of mine.. =P
the new screen is so wide that it takes like about a minute to just look from one end to the other! :( my old comp's screen was so small n cute. i miss that! :(

3.He improved my typing skills! :)* i love him hell a lot for that! <3
the letters in the keyboard werent visible..the whole keyboard was so worn out! due to my constant hitting n scratching on it of course.. =P n i had to make wild guesses on which key is for which letter.. =P lol.

4.Ow..n the CPU thingy..i used to hit him real hard at times..:( the UPS that gave weird screeching noises whenever the power went off..i miss him big time! :((

5.The mouse with coloured lights. :) which i looked at,with great curiosity,as a kid..

Well..that's it i guess. :( i miss you so much!!
you were so imperfect..and wonderfully weird. :)

Friday, November 19

Arent there any critics around?. :O

bah..my blog's been so *dead* these days..innit?. :(
People like caroline have been constantly pissing me off asking me when i'm gonna update my blog..and i'm tired breaking all the promises i made to her..so..caro..here you go! :) 
Okay..now that i've decided to update my blog..One thing that struck me was that i was totally topic less..what to write about?. :(  I almost gave up the idea of updating my blog and started going through the comments when a thought struck me. THERE WERE NO CRITICISMS! only comments like "i love your blog".."its ossum"..n all that.. :( .. everyone needs a change..dont they?. it annoyed me..like totally!
 I remember my dad happily reading the criticisms about his article in a magazine..that surprised me back then..how come he was happy that someone criticized him?. :O weird.. i thought.
but now i guess can understand that.

Inviting healthy criticisms. :) :)

 Love you all! <3

Friday, July 30

My diary :)

i was searching through for my i pod in my cupboard..and it was a whole lot of mess..all my clothes,posters,wallet,slam books and millions of other teeny-weeny things had formed a huge heap inside my cupboard.i was shaking and shifting that huge heap of my stuff when something fell down with a thud.i looked down to see the long-forgotten diary of mine. [oww..dun think dat i'm a regular diary writer or anythn! :p i hav taken resolutions for lyk..millions of times..dat i'd write my in my diary everyday..i'd either be lazy about writing or else i'd just forget that i've got 2 write..i srsly envy people who write diaries daily..i wish i could do dat too! :( ] 
then i flipped through the pages of my diary..it had all kinds of things..lyrics from my favourite song,graffiti,my thoughts and what not.? :P and i bet you wont believe me when i tell you this.but the first few entries in my diary were written when i was nine or something..:P seriously! [now..isnt dat kinda weird.? keeping the same diary for lyk..7 years or something.?and i'm just waiting for dis diary to get over so that i can just take my favourite diary out n start writing in that! i hav a whole lot of diaries wimme..:P :) :D well..me finishing that diary.? i dun think that's gonna happen..that would take..years..decades.. centuries..:Por whatever..a very long time,that's what i mean..]
My diary is so very special as it has my entries as a nine year old..and till now..oops..dont think that its a gigantic diary to fill my whole school life into it.its like,a collection of,very random,discontinuous entries..and its almost like 5 or 6 entries per year..yea..seriously!! :P [by now,you'd noe dat i'm a lazybone! :P ;]
and the things i've written in there..omg..they're all so embarrassing! [i get embarrassed with almost everything..but this isnt like that! there r some real embarrassing stuff in there..trust me!! ]
but even though all those entries are super-embarrassing,they are really special in some weird way.its almost like i have a time turner with me and i am reliving my past years..:) I laughed at the stewpid and silly things i used to cry for,as a kid. [when i was nine,i had a contest with my classmate for the maximum number of "good"s on my notebook..and sadly,i lost the conto by the difference of one "good"..:( :P
and i kinda caused a havoc in the class.i cried n made scenes n what not.? :P
and then in 6th grade,i cried because i was made the class monitor! ]
my stomache ached..laughing at all this.! :p  
but some entries..i almost cried reading them..seriously..the fun i had with my old friends..my old school..life at chalakudy.. how much miss all that!
And it felt really weird when i realized that i laughed reading the things i cried about..and i cried reading about the fun..the laughter! [now..isnt this real bizarre.? ]

And i sat on my bed for god knows how long..reading..thinkin'..staring at the pages..:)
ow..my diary is truly amazing..:P I could actually see the tiny little me grow reading that! [or lets say.."evolve"] into what i am now.. :) 

Friday, July 2

"what's in a name.? " "EVERYTHING"

i totally hate my name.. "MEDHA.V" [the initial "v" makes it worse..duh!!]  n there are clear reasons why..
okay..let me tell you the "history" behind my stewpid name..[most of you might know it..but still..:P ]
my parents used to live in Pune before i was born..n i guess they used to love the life there.."medha" is a very common name over there. [even the name of the doctor who checked my mom when she had me was medha!]
so when i was born,they named me "medha" as a remembrance of pune n their life there..now now,how cruel.. :(
just because they like the place,they cant name their kid [aka meh!! =) ] with the weirdest name of the place!!
i've always hated my name and i still do..but mom n dad claim that there's no name better than this one..DUH!!
they could have named me with cute names..like.."iris" or something..:( why MEDHA.?!
something that makes me hate my name even more is the way people pronounce it..sometimes it would be "metha" [which embarrasses me to the core..] and "megha" the most common..i get so pissed off when people mispronounce my name..mispronouncing makes my name sound horribler!! [is there anything horribler thab the word horribler.?! naw..i dont think so..=P thats the limit! ]
and the initials..omg..! "V" :((  sometimes people read my name and my initial together.."MEDHAVI"  [which means "leader" in malayalam..] i even had a teacher in my 5th grade who was like.."hmm..medhavi..thats your name? your name has it! i think i should make you the class leader!"  i thought she was joking..but omg..she was serious..she made me the class monitor the next day..and i proved to be the worst class monitor ever.! :P
[i talked along with the other students!! :P class monitor had the license to talk..:P]
and there's another teacher who made me a member of the school environmental club or something of the sort because my name was medha..["wow..your name is medha! nice name nice name..i should surely make you a member of the environmental club..after all your name comes after the great environmentalist medha patkar..you know!" ]
people always compare me to medha patkar when they hear my name..me n medha patkar..yea! :O
i feel so "i-dunno-what" when i hear that..[not that i hate medha patkar or anything..i love her n the passion with which she speaks! :) its just that i hate being compared! with anyone..be it in a good sense or bad..i hate it..]
 and i remember another teacher who misread my "medha" as "mehta" and asked me if was a north indian n whether "mehta" was my surname..n i remember standing infront of her like a stone..not able to bear my embarrassment!
and my name is so rare [especially in kerala..] that you never find another person with your name..i envy all those with very common names because they can see their names on boards,as names of bakeries, as the name of a film heroine, names of restaurants,gift shops..:[ i've never seen "medha" anywhere! but yes..once i've seen a flourescent orange bus with bright blue writing on it.."MEDHA TRAVELS" i was overjoyed seeing that! i was happy the whole day! :D i actually saw my name on a bus..unbelievable! :P
and i even managed to find a girl whose name is "medha"..my dad's friend's daughter..hehhee..:D
i felt so happy to know that her name was medha too! :P

but then..there's another name i totally love! :) n thats "medz"..
err..who named me "medz".?  ehem ehem..its me who invented that name..for myself..:P  [pretty cool..huh?] more than the way it sounds..i like the fact that it was ME who started that out.and i wanted people to call me that.so from one fine morning,i started calling myself "medz"..:) [and that felt so damn good! :)] i started signing in people's slam books as "medz"..i changed my orkut name to "medz"..
so slowly my friends started calling me that..they started saving my number in their phones with the name "medz"..they wrote in my slam book.."dear medz" n stuff like that..:P
but then..everyone aint good at pronouncing "medz"..some of my besties are damn good at it though..especially kitty..i love it when she calls me medz! :) hers is the "perfectest" pronounciation in d whole wide world..:P [i mean the way she says "medz"..nothin else! :P ]
and guess what.? people even started making nicknames out of "medz"..like "medzie" n all..:P
hehhee..:D i know it sounds real weird..but its way better than "medha"! :P

Sunday, June 27

Favourite ♥ w.o.r.d ♥

would it sound weird if i tell you that my favorite word and its "butterfly" .? [what.? you have a favorite what.? WORD.? are you in kindergarten.?  ]
believe it or not..recently i have become what you call an 'ardent admirer' [is that the right word.? =O err..] of the word "butterfly".. :)
i dont know why i'm crazy about this word..maybe because butterflies are one of the very few things in nature that amazes me..there's something charming about a butterfly..the striking colors and the swift flutter of its wings..
the best thing about the word is that it is a combo of two very very cute words.."butter" and "fly".. :)
'Butter' reminds me of the times when my grandmother gave me a handful of freshly taken butter..i remember gulping down the first handful and asking her for more..
and about 'fly'..for me fly = freedom..floating in air carefree!
i wonder why butterflies were named this way..i can agree with the 'fly' part..but what about 'butter'.?
[any ideas..anyone.? :) I'd love to know your version! ]
i pondered over these stewpid things all day long..and ended up being totally clueless..i felt silly..like totally!
a few days after that,i felt so happy when i found out that one of besties has a favorite word too! when i asked her what her favourite word was..she told me dat its "estewpedee" .. for a moment i thought that it was some complicated word i havent even heard of..but the next thing my bestie told made me burst out with laughter..it was not even a word..and she seemed so sad about it..paavam..=P