tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44463695362186263662011-09-02T18:19:33.690+04:00Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.comBlogger371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-12331118272650310732011-07-10T23:30:00.000+04:002011-07-10T23:30:17.080+04:00Gone are the sleepy lecture halls....<br />Gone are the lousy teachers with&nbsp;foreign&nbsp;accents...<br />Gone are the rude&nbsp;neighbours&nbsp;who doesn't know how to have fun..Sri Lankan style..(which means really LOUD..)<br />Gone are the mean people who comment on us in difficult to follow words in a&nbsp;foreign&nbsp;language...<br />Gone are the pilles of books that kept me company for many sleepless stressful nights...<br />Gone are the horrible homework and reference books...<br /><br />WELCOME...HOME...<br /><br />yes im done with another sem...i haven't been home in like 1 and a half years...and im heading home in less than 48 hours...<br /><br />whats in my bag...WINE...AND ...CHOCOLATE...i knoww..sounds Fun right...but now im brokee....:(((<br /><br />but home means...<br />MOM<br />HOME<br />FRIENDS<br />SRI LANKAN HOT AND SPICY FOOD<br />FREEDOM<br /><br />and much moree...<br />im just psyched about it all..<br />and i would love to meet up with all you people out there...who have been keeping me company in my most troubled and&nbsp;complicated&nbsp;hours...<br />I owe you guys big timee..<br /><br />Love you all...<br />I will be posting from home SOON...<br />God Bless us all..<br />Huggies...:))<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-1233111827265031073?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-30921982539349217462011-06-15T01:38:00.000+04:002011-06-15T01:38:57.147+04:00does this happen to you????<br /><br />suddenly you book your ticket to get back home for the 21st of&nbsp;July&nbsp;because even though the exams are&nbsp;finishing&nbsp;on the 8th, you just wanna be sure that ...only&nbsp;in&nbsp;caseee..you have to repeat..you are able to sit for those exams aswell..<br /><br />then your mum&nbsp;realizes&nbsp;that your exams finish on the 8th and re-book the ticket for the 12th...(how great is a mother's love right????...try&nbsp;explaining&nbsp;to her why you thought 21st would be a batter dayyy...hahaha..im not taking THAT risk..:P )<br /><br />then you start studying and you plan it all out...and the deans office CHANGE the exam dates..and your whole plan is destroyed ...soo you waste another day being sad over it without studying....<br /><br />while your studying you count the days that are left to go home and&nbsp;realize...OMG...IM GOING HOME SOON...and loses the whole STUDYMODE ...<br /><br />then you realise you have to get good grades because your going home....<br /><br />then you get scared because your going home after one and a half years an you dont know how much is REALLY changed back at home...<br /><br />then you think if you will have your friends around like you used to...as they are all alsoo...STUDYING...WORKING...MARRIED...:((((<br /><br />well change is good...but going home is even more awesomee...<br />im all PSYCHED...but im FREAKING OUT..coz of exams and all these additional things that keep popping into my head...while im supposed to be revising for my practicals Tomorrow...CRAP...<br /><br />well the thing is I need to focus...<br />I NEED TOOOO...<br /><br />hope you guys are all doing awesome on that end...<br />God Bless you all<br />Drop in sometime...because studying needs a bit of distractions at times...and i need it...:P<br />huggies...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-3092198253934921746?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-50124425703611133342011-06-07T00:53:00.002+04:002011-06-07T01:04:20.349+04:00My title says it all...<div>I'm still alive...</div><div>no chronic accidents...or any harm what so ever...</div><div>didn't hurt myself or any person around me....</div><div><br /></div><div>All i have been doing is being faithful to my dearest ever loving books....</div><div>it has come to the point in my life where i have my doubts that i would seriously might have had a stronger relationship with a book in one semester than any other person....</div><div><br /></div><div>you are totally mistaking me if you think that I'm a total geek...which i hope i was...at times...weird i know...</div><div><br /></div><div>well there is also the whole situation where i realised that most of my friends are in serious relationships ...like they have actually found THE person of their dream house...and SOME are getting or already Engaged to get married...Some already Married...AND SOME with kids....</div><div><br /></div><div>to think i have only around 450 Egg's my body that can mature and fertilize and that means i Will probably be infertile when i hit 49 MAX...CRAP...</div><div><br /></div><div>OK...i know I'm going paranoid...but sometimes it concerns me...coz I'm totally not the PROPOSAL TYPE...:(((</div><div>I'm the dreamy scholar who wants to be swept away from my feet by an Intelligent Man like Mr.Darcy...or Gilbert Blythe...even Captain Sparrow would doo...hehehe</div><div>A girl can dream...</div><div><br /></div><div>But anything about commitment fro me will have to wait another 4 years at least...and then i would be kinda little bit old...!!!!!</div><div>Then there is the Kid...BUT i don't know...it's a living in the present thing...as you might have realise from my earlier post....</div><div><br /></div><div>this post is to my very faithful Pal's who have been eager to hear from me from this end of the world...</div><div>The Long Hours the Big Books...the horrific final State exams are killing mee...</div><div><br /></div><div>BUT...</div><div>I'M COMING HOME....</div><div>IN JULY...</div><div>HOME SWEET HOME...</div><div><br /></div><div>WOULD LOVE TO MEET UP WITH YOU ALL...</div><div><br /></div><div>take care and pls kit ....</div><div>Huggies...</div><div>God bless ya all...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-5012442570361113334?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-54424189672616528052011-02-22T03:30:00.002+04:002011-02-22T03:42:58.766+04:00ohh yes...it's my birthday!!!today..<div>the most awesomest day of the year....</div><div><br /></div><div>I have been up throughout the night cooking and answering calls...and i realized...</div><div>PEOPLE REALLY LOVE MEEE...:)))</div><div><br /></div><div>and i will tell you..it's an awesomee feeling...</div><div><br /></div><div>Well you might wonder how today went so Far...</div><div>Mum wished me first...</div><div><br /></div><div>The KID...sand ome of our closest friends and my roomies surprised me at Midnight with a Cake with 12 candles...i guess they too understand that i will never grow up beyond that age...</div><div><br /></div><div>I got an awesome pair of boots...</div><div>Many phone calls from Angry neighbors who heard me screeching from the top of my lungs...:P</div><div><br /></div><div>And let me tell you the best part...</div><div><br /></div><div>Why was i cooking...:)))</div><div><br /></div><div>Coz im going SKIING...on my birthday...</div><div>we are going to Bakuriyani....</div><div><br /></div><div>It's like a Ski resort in Georgia....</div><div><br /></div><div>And im going there in a train...obviously...but im hyped up...it's a 7 our ride...and i know it's going to be awesomee...</div><div><br /></div><div>How cool is that right...MY BIRTHDAY is going to be the most awesome one ever...:P</div><div><br /></div><div>and its my first time skiing and i will tell you...for all those jealous people out there..do not worry...im probably going to spend most of my birthday Face down on the snoww...or tumbling down snowyyy mountains..in front of hundreds of experienced skiers... embarrassing right...:S</div><div><br /></div><div>BUT STILL</div><div><br /></div><div>i think it's really cool...</div><div>and im really excited...</div><div>got to run....</div><div><br /></div><div>Coz we need to catch the train...</div><div>see you in two days....i will be out...of touch...</div><div><br /></div><div>Be good...</div><div>and keep on Loving me like this people...</div><div>The feeling is almost like the feeling when you get when the perfect chocolate melts in your mouth...</div><div>all sweet and warm...and..yummy...and you know that your simply Happy...</div><div><br /></div><div>Happy Birthday to mee...AND all the other people who are celebration it with meee..Not forgetting Sir.George Washington...</div><div><br /></div><div>God Bless you all</div><div>Hugss...:)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-5442418967261652805?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-68737237931650792792011-02-18T01:16:00.004+04:002011-02-18T02:09:09.319+04:00im backkk<div><br /></div><div>After like Ages....</div><div><br /></div><div>and im proud to say that im done with one year of uni...and i survived!!!</div><div>do you know how many times i logged in to this page and never posted...i kinda have become addicted to the Facebook format...</div><div>when you just log in for a break, check for new updates and log out soon before anyone sees you online and will catch you for a nicee long awesome chat....</div><div><br /></div><div>loads of changes and loads of things have happened...</div><div>well one of the reasons i didn't write her any sooner was that i had exams...ONE MONTH OF EXAMS...how brutal can it get right...</div><div><br /></div><div>and right before that i kinda did something stupid...kinda the thing you expect from a person like me to get wrapped around you knoww...</div><div><br /></div><div>as the kid and abu his roomie always says...im the type which trouble follows....not real trouble..you know the careless stupid typeee...</div><div><br /></div><div>For example...</div><div>when i was in 3rd Grade and when those big iron automatically closing doors were first introduced to Sri Lanka..my daddy dearest installed one to his office room and i, once when i got home... forgot that the door kinda closes automatically... forgot to take my hand off the door while i was chatting with my dad after school...got all my knuckles in my right hand broken..ohhh yes... all 5 of them....</div><div><br /></div><div>Then there was in Grade 4 when i got Dengue...and went into a coma coz the hospital misdiagnosed me..but i the super fighter survived...lol..i mean yeah not exactly like that...but i survived...</div><div><br /></div><div>Then exactly one month before my A Levels i kinda was walking up the stairs with a plate full of hot hot pol rotti to my room coz i had some sums to do..and as soon as i was about to climb up the last step i kinda slipped and fell ...all the way down...:S...</div><div>nooo i wasn't home alone...my mum was there...i guess she kinda screamed the house down...i kinda was not conscious for a day...and was in hospital...but ..not even a fracture to a bone...yeyyiiii...:)))..</div><div><br /></div><div>sooo you get the picture right...im one of those fortunate people who...survives despite it all...</div><div><br /></div><div>sooo yes as i was going to sayyy...</div><div>what i did THIS time....</div><div><br /></div><div>Could you guys have guessed it...something that i haven't managed to commit myself in to...</div><div><br /></div><div>well New years eve...we all Sri Lankans went to Rustaveli...the industrial hub to watch fireworks and they have this incredible concert...(mostly in Georgian..but you kinda know whats happening...)...</div><div>The whole city square is shut down and the whole place becomes a wonderland of fairy lights...</div><div>and there are ppl everywhere..like bees in a bee hive...</div><div><br /></div><div>It was an incrediblee firework display...</div><div>we Sri Lankans...in this little foreign land...together...away from homee...drank the beauty of it all...hoping it would replace the feeling of not having Family around at the dawn of a New Year...a New Decade...The most important time of our lives...</div><div>I will tell you i got a tiny bit home sick...but the wishes the warm hugs and the togetherness that brought us together as we yelled the count down at the top of our voices made us realize that we are indeed one big family over here...</div><div><br /></div><div>as we walked..and walked..wishing and laughing with strange ppl...we missed the last metro...</div><div>and we all decided to Cab it homee...</div><div>everyone pooled in..</div><div>we four girls plus the KID in one Taxi as the boys refused to send us alone...even though it means the kid had to drop us and walk to his place...he came with us...</div><div><br /></div><div>we came near our Flat...i Payed the driver and i refused to take money from the KID coz he came to drop us..not nicee right...</div><div><br /></div><div>The next thing i remember is...</div><div><br /></div><div>Waking up yelling "Ammaaaaa.." inside an MRI machine...</div><div><br /></div><div>for some reason as soon as i woke up i remembered that i was crossing the road with the Kid Opposite our building and that the girls were behind me...and then i knew the MRI was in a hospital..which means i got knocked...by a Car or something...sooo..but im alright...</div><div><br /></div><div>The Doc came to mee...spoke to me in English and said..a nice looking man...</div><div><br /></div><div>"You got in to an accident...don't worry..your at the hospital...i know your hurting...but please stay still for the MRI...you know the process because i believe your a Med-Student..."(all this i figured out before he told mee....hehehe...)</div><div><br /></div><div>All i could stutter was the one thing that kept running inside my head..MY FRIENDS...THE GIRLS AND THE KID...</div><div><br /></div><div>The doc said none of then were hurt...only i was knocked by the car...</div><div><br /></div><div>and i blanked out..coz they sedated mee...</div><div><br /></div><div>Next time i woke up was to the same doc..who asked me if im allergic to Local Anesthesia...which i said no...and believe me...i couldn't feel a thing..nothing hurt....and i really don't remember anything about getting knocked...:S</div><div><br /></div><div>Then he took scissors...he said i needed stitches on my head...i told him not to cut my hair...hehehe...how silly can i get at a time like that right...</div><div>he said he will try his best...and he started stitching...and i blacked out againnn...</div><div><br /></div><div>next time i woke up...no clothes...yukkkk...with just a robe...and a man was at my bed side...</div><div><br /></div><div>I panicked...</div><div>I called the nurse they changed my bed clothes there was alot of blood...:(((</div><div>apparently that was the fourth time they changed my sheets...</div><div><br /></div><div>i told them to pls call my friends...and she gave me a phone...</div><div>she asked me if i remember who to call and i said yes...</div><div><br /></div><div>I called the KID...no answer...</div><div>I tried the Girls...No answer....</div><div>I tried The Kid's roomie...No answer...</div><div><br /></div><div>Then finally the KID's landline...</div><div>and he picked up...</div><div>i said...only one sentence..</div><div>"Please come take me...there is a weird man near my bed and he is not going and bring clothes for me...All clothes..."and i was hoping he would understand what i meant by "All Clothes"hehehe...</div><div><br /></div><div>The doc came as soon as i finished the call...</div><div>he said...i have no internal injuries...no fractures...</div><div>But i have a Blunt Head Trauma with 6 stitches..on my Occipital bone..that is near the top back of the skull...and that i have a Blood clot on my right leg were the Car hit me...and soft tissue damage to my hands and legs...which he says was caused my my fall....</div><div><br /></div><div>and that since im young and healthy he is discharging me...Yeyyiii</div><div><br /></div><div>And he introduced the man beside my bed as the father of the Young Man who knocked mee..</div><div>ooopss...</div><div><br /></div><div>Then the Kid and the girls came in...i was delighted...</div><div>and i was wheeled home amonst love and happy teary smiles...</div><div><br /></div><div>To Be continued.....lol...</div><div><br /></div><div>See what i mean...I am a real Trouble attractor...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>God Bless ya...</div><div>Hope you ppl are safe and good...</div><div>Hugs and kisses...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-6873723793165079279?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-49686944647315115392010-11-22T02:03:00.003+04:002010-11-22T02:04:41.514+04:00hey just a quick buzz in to let everyone over here know that i'm alive and kicking over there...:)))<div>yeahh...Pilled up with work, credits and exams....</div><div>ttyl..</div><div>God Bless...</div><div>Hugs..</div><div>Life is goodd...:)))</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-4968694464731511539?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-22044844082690404772010-09-03T16:18:00.003+04:002010-09-03T16:47:12.956+04:00<div>SOOOO....</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm back to normal...not that i was ever normal...more like back to being mee....:)))yeyyiii</div><div>lets say i'm back to being the extra-ordinarily normal meeee...:D</div><div><br /></div><div>sooo studies are coming back to me...and i'm having fun..wasting less time...and i take time to play and also talk to people more often...sooo yeah...i'm getting back on-track...not really there....but i know i'm getting there....</div><div><br /></div><div>1 more week for my friends to come back...and i survived two LONGGGG..months without them around..i guess this wasteful vacation did make me realize how much i love working and studying and the whole exhausted feeling of being buried in studies...i like it in a totally normal way...:P</div><div><br /></div><div>sooo far..life is going easy...except....some stuff...:))</div><div><br /></div><div>well lets see...this is what it is...Where i stand...</div><div><br /></div><div>1st year Med student...doing well sooo far...looking all good...:)))</div><div>Torn away from my awesome friends who loved me to death and who practically was around me to help me out of all the crazy things i get into...the type of friends who finishes your sentences for you..and who were just a text away...</div><div>And sometimes it's hard to keep in touch with them...i dont blame them...but life sure is crazy....</div><div><br /></div><div>It sometimes blindly throws you out..and you have to sort of start all over again..</div><div>It's kind of fun you know...building up your own identity...and all...</div><div><br /></div><div>Then life i guess is also trying to make me realize that i have to step out of my comfort zone...the friends who knew me...well enough to help me out even without asking....because i feel really uncomfortable asking people for help...but i'm always ready to help anyone else...</div><div><br /></div><div>Sooo life is playing this cruel trick on me...asking me to open up and make close friends like i used to have...and to live life with them...sooo i'm going to do that...hopefully...</div><div><br /></div><div>Because i guess it's time to change a little bit..change is a good thing sometimes...:)))</div><div><br /></div><div>And then i have to realize certain things about this KIDS issue...</div><div>I have to confide in a girlfriend...because sometimes boys dont think like girls...and girls think a lot right...soo I've decided to open up to someone...who can probably help me out with the different stuff i stumble upon...</div><div><br /></div><div>who said life and Love is easy right...</div><div><br /></div><div>And i kind of hinted to my mum....about the KID...and so did he to his parents...:S</div><div><br /></div><div>My Mum...likes the KID a lot...BUT ...the age...she was concerned,,,she said that since i'm the elder one it's going to be really difficult for me later in life...to think about it a lot...her exact words were..."Putha think about it ...i dont want you to get hurt...people will cause problems for you..laugh at you...and since it's a TWO year gap i dont think his parents will like it..."</div><div>:((((</div><div>well...now i dont know...</div><div>she also said..."Putha he is a nice boy..i like him a lot...i wish he was your age or elder..i really do...but think about it...before you do something.."</div><div><br /></div><div>Usually when a mum says think about it..it means they are scared for you..and that they want to protect you...so they dont like it...:((she said she was sad that the KID is so much younger to me...</div><div><br /></div><div>The KIDS's Parents...."She is a lovely girl...only if she was younger.."</div><div><br /></div><div>Big sigh...so i still didn't tell the kid how hurt i am of this...since he is all psyched up about coming back to see mee.after not being around for 2 months...</div><div><br /></div><div>This is where i stand???</div><div>what do i doo???</div><div>What do i say????</div><div><br /></div><div>All i know is...i like my life right now...and i have realized the meaning of ..</div><div><br /></div><div>"Dont let yourself go...everybody cries...and everybody hurts..."</div><div><br /></div><div>So...i'm blank right now..i mean...i'm just gonna live life...and really live it...enjoy it...no matter what...time lost cannot be taken back...</div><div><br /></div><div>And People are the most important...you can relive the memories that you treasure the most...sooo i'm going to make more memories...loads of them...</div><div><br /></div><div>KID and ME..i really dont know...may be i will talk to him...and see..what we can do...:(((</div><div>it's just one side of life...</div><div><br /></div><div>what do you think???</div><div>Big hugs to all...i guess we all hit the rough bottom sometimes...this is to all those times...</div><div>God Bless...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/S2N_uvnvGbI/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S2N_uvnvGbI?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S2N_uvnvGbI?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" 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life....more simply and with the little things...</div><div><br /></div><div>I realized that sometimes to have the best times of my life i do not need money or fancy long trips that needs extensive planning...All i need is a healthy dose of humor...a nicee bunch of friends who are willing to have a good time and activities...which may vary from cooking naan for dinner to playing basketball..or watching horror movies back to back till dawn...:)))</div><div><br /></div><div>Yes i absolutely agree with the person who said that the best things in life are free.....:)))</div><div><br /></div><div>And there is more..This is definitely not me...i'm a PERFECTIONIST...yes in Capitals...I even have my life plans blocked out as 5 year plans so that i know clearly where i want to be exactly in a given period of time...</div><div>And i do not waste time...like this..The normal me would be preparing for my next semester now..and reading all the study material ....or more like that is, what i know i should be doing...</div><div><br /></div><div>And right now...it's late and i'm not falling asleep...which is also weird...:)</div><div><br /></div><div>And i'm thinking...i guess women do think a lot...but i think A LOT...and more deeply...</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm thinking...i started my dream career by entering uni...but can i afford to complete it???...mum says she will somehow....</div><div>can i afford to pay myself on studying PG later...</div><div>Where will i be...will i be able to write PLAB,USMLE...can i afford it???</div><div><br /></div><div>What about all the plans i made about taking care of my mum one day...when will i ever get there..</div><div><br /></div><div>And i think time is running too fast...i mean i'm OLD...:(..i just started uni and my friends are graduating next year....soooo yes they did Londons....but yet....</div><div><br /></div><div>And This is not me because i do not think like this...I think positive....</div><div>I am this strong willed..iron strong...confident person...</div><div>I was never weak or vulnerable like this....</div><div><br /></div><div>WHATS HAPPENING..</div><div><br /></div><div>And alsoo...i'm fallen for the KID...like A LOT...and it's confusing..because i have never let anyone in to my life like this...I am a very closed up person...</div><div>and i kinda mess up a lot of things between the KID and me...because of my stupid mouth and my ignorance...</div><div><br /></div><div>I was Miss-know-it-all....Goody-two-shoes...i was not supposed to be dating a guy two years younger to me...and wasting my time...</div><div>I should have my priorities set right...</div><div>Ok sooo may be i'm like totally fallen for him and nothing matters when it comes to him...i only wish he was around...and not like a many thousands of miles away...he would know to make me feel better....</div><div><br /></div><div>Right now...i do not know..why i'm not falling asleep....</div><div>Is it because....i need to know that the KID still loves me...for the Stupid person i'm turning out to be...(I am this Perfect person....)</div><div>Is it because i am seriously concerned about my future and the word Money that is determinedly trying to dash my dreams and expectations...</div><div>Is it because i'm completely going insane...</div><div><br /></div><div>But all in all...after writing this i feel a bit better...</div><div><br /></div><div>I have been through Hell to get here...so yeah I'm not gonna break down now...</div><div>i will be fine..i will be back to the normal me...</div><div>The crazy-love-hungry-perfectionist....this is just a phase...</div><div>I will have a nicee chat with my mum and the KID..</div><div>AND i will know that people love me like i love them...and that the world is indeed not such a bad place after all....</div><div><br /></div><div>Love me people...:)))coz i sure do love you all..</div><div>Gone totally insane...but still smiling..</div><div>God Bless..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-1796661640028149969?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-71715952231692559812010-08-14T02:36:00.002+04:002010-08-14T02:50:19.527+04:00<object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/BVxT_c5S5xg/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVxT_c5S5xg?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVxT_c5S5xg?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-7171595223169255981?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-89876351014270442232010-08-14T01:47:00.002+04:002010-08-14T02:48:49.924+04:00ok...soooo<div><br /></div><div>Lets say that some people have various ways of letting off their steam..some just meditate..(boring..for me...cant sit in one place...never could..:P..)some take up Yoga..(Still cannot...not the flexible kind..)..Some do intense training..(Like Boxing..love my knuckles too much)..some watch Movies..(I doo sometimes)..Some eat chocolate and ice cream..(Love doing this..main consequence...next whole week you have to watch out your food...because you put-on and it's no fun,,) AND some Go Shopping...(My favorite as well as a favorite of a real close friend of mine...*you know who you are...wink..wink..)</div><div><br /></div><div>Well and as you know..since i have time to kill...and the determination to see the country as much as possible during the holidays...we went off to a shopping district...LILO..</div><div>Main purpose...Buy my friends winter jackets..</div><div><br /></div><div>Four girls along with one guy...poor fellow..he was just too bored to stay at home so opted to come with us..i guess he just didn't know what he bargained for..</div><div><br /></div><div>The boy was given the responsibility in finding the Metro and bus route...as apparently this place is like an hours travelling out of the city...and we heard that the place is BIG and that you can get anything there...for quite a cheap price...</div><div>Yes the magic word..Cheap...:))))</div><div>and why did i goo???because i needed to take my steam off....a pair of simple Polaroid shades..:))..innocent right???</div><div><br /></div><div>The big question..why buy winter jackets in the middle of the blood boiling skin burning heat...because...during the season the clothes are way too expensive....way to expensive to fit in to the limited budget of a parent funded med student...:(((</div><div>So we compromise to give our parents a break and try to make do...you know what i mean right..</div><div><br /></div><div>So we meet up at 9am at the metro station..my roomie and i had rice for breakfast because we knew that we might need all the energy in the world...:))</div><div>The boy was on time...but he was too lazy to cook and was starving..</div><div>The other two..same story..</div><div><br /></div><div>We ask the boy directions..</div><div>He said, we need to take the metro to Wagsal station..get down... change the metro and get into the other one and head to Isani..and then take a MachuteCar..(Mini-bus...kind of like Vans...you get in Georgia for reasonably short distance travelling out of main cities)..But as usual..he didn't know the number...or to which direction we should go..left or right...hehehe...typical...why did we ask a boy to get directions...and since every board and bus direction plate were written ONLY in Georgian..OMG...it felt awesome...hehehe..</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway..we set off...went to Isani safely...got out..everyone...was wishing so badly for a Saiwar kade...or a kottu joint...and my tummy was practically Screaming for hoppers or string hoppers with kiri hodi and sambol...ooohhh..how we take Sri Lankan food for granted...</div><div><br /></div><div>But instead had to go to a cafe..and eat yucky Shawarma..i mean it's not bad...but that's all this country has got for you know on the go food..and we have eaten our share of it..and is kind of really sick of it...</div><div><br /></div><div>and we headed off...asking everyone on the way in sign language...the number to go to LILO...thats the name of the trade city..and finally got in to number 236..:)))</div><div><br /></div><div>And these tiny things go super fast...i'm sure we were doing around 90 to 100 Kph...AND it was coool...we went along the way spent 80 Tetri...(Currency here...Amounts to just..0.43 USD..) and arrived safe..and whole..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>It was like a place around 5 times of Pettah..the amount we saw...and when you enter the by lanes...you figure it's this HUGE MAZE of absolute bliss for a shopoholic like me...or for any girl..</div><div>The Clothes...</div><div>The Shoes...</div><div>The Tincklets...</div><div>The Boots...</div><div>The everything..</div><div><br /></div><div>So we shopped..more like window shopped...stopping here...stopping there...touching something...going to buy something..then being fiercely pulled away from something..pointing and walking...</div><div><br /></div><div>The Clothes..beautiful...i need to come up with a better word..tiny pink shorts to gorgeous sun dresses to amazing tube evening gowns to chic skinny jeans...there were countless times when my friends had to come back looking for me...because i was day dreaming in front of some dress..in a shop..:))))hehehe..</div><div><br /></div><div>The shoes...cuee bubblegum colored canvasses...lovely sleek heels..and then it caught my eyes..SEXY BOOTS...ohh yes...i said it...they were awesome..and i made up my mind..I'm going to let my steam off buying SEXY BOOTS and Shades..</div><div><br /></div><div>Since i anyway needed a pair for winter..i thought you know...may be it's for future use..and tempted the other ladies into eying the boots..and it worked...to the utter dismay of the tired worn out boy...who has been walking around with us for over three hours wondering why on earth we have not yet bought anything...lol</div><div>How can you decide when you are in this breath taking place full of material beauty and temptation that God and Buddha warned us about..hehehe...Boys never get it anyway..:P</div><div><br /></div><div>Found Jackets...But they were way beyond our budget..they were like 300Lari to 600 Lari around (200 USD to 500 USD)..way out...</div><div><br /></div><div>Sad heartedly we gave up..knowing that after 5 hours of walking through this maze ...that it was useless....but i was restless...i needed to let my steam off..and plus the girls had to buy the winter jackets...</div><div><br /></div><div>Soo we headed off in another bumpy but high speed 1.20 Lari ride back to Wagsal...square..a place like Pettah..but not as varied and huge like LILO...</div><div><br /></div><div>and here we found...</div><div><br /></div><div>SEXY BOOTS..</div><div>and can you guess it..</div><div>Yes i bought..i bought Sexy boots...for 45 Lari...and sent a text to my mum after buying it..hehehe...Because i didn't want to spoil the moment...with my greatest newfound treasure...:)))</div><div>and i like the tempting devil made my friends buy boots too...and the spree for Jackets were thus forgotten..</div><div><br /></div><div>All in all i need to mention that today was one of those rare days i really wanted to be rich..</div><div>I was thinking as i glimpsed each item i wanted to buy...what if i had money..not that i dont..but more than enough...just more...like i would have bought a truck load of stuff from LILO... because there were things to buy and to walk away from such a place buying nothing is like shopping suicide...but i guess it teaches us control...spoils us little less...and makes us appreciate life a little bit moreee...</div><div><br /></div><div>But i almost cried when i walk out on those dresses and shoes....i badly wanted to be a billionaire as shallow as it may seem..we all come across these days...</div><div>And i know what exactly this guy was thinking when he thought this song out...</div><div><br /></div><div>Billionaire...check it out...</div><div><br /></div><div>God Bless...</div><div>Let your steam out...sometimes...it actually gets you thinking...with a cost..:(((</div><div>hehehehe</div><div>Enjoy..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-8987635101427044223?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-53844329240559573002010-08-05T14:33:00.001+04:002010-08-05T14:36:53.851+04:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">The advantages of two of your flat-mates going home for the vacation...you get TWO beds...clamp it together and you get ONE BIG BED..you get an extra pillow...yeeeeyyyyiii..and a whole room to yourself..to stay in as you wish...:))))</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><br />The disadvantages...in the middle of the night you miss her snoring..when you get up countless times in the night scolding her to adjust her pillow so that she would stop it...the random talks you have until someone falls asleep.the getting up in the morning together... figuring it's too early and go back to sleep again...the absolute boredom that surrounds you because you have no-one around to bug...:(((</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><br />well..it has been long since the pals left...the guys and girls...but i'm doing fine...really bored but that dosen't mean i sit here all day ...doing nothing..lol...sometimes i dooo.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><br />the usual days run like this..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">1. wake up at 7am..figure it's too early..sleep till 11am and get up.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">2. walk about...brush teeth..drink milk and start cooking lunch.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">3.watch a movie..read a book..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">4. eat at 5pm.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">5.watch another movie..tv series...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">6.go online..facebook..barn buddy..(yes i actually started playing it coz i have nothing else to doo)..skype..chat...etc.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">7.dinner at 11.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">8.watch movies and read till like 5am..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">9. sleeep...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><br />hehe i knowwww..what a time waster right...but i have promised myself that from tomorrow it's going to be more productive.and i'm going to stick to it..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><br />the productivity schedule..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><br />1.get up at 8am..go jog(need to get all the fatness off)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">2.10am read</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">3.start going through my course work..:(((..have to keep up with studies..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">4.cook and eat</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">5.watch something</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">6.go for a walk</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">7.go through course work</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">8.chat...facebook...skype..barn buddy..(cant give up now can i??..lol)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">9.read</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">10.sleep by 2am..hopefully before..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><br />wish me luck..hope i stick to this..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">God Bless..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">Enjoy..:)))</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-5384432924055957300?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-31368447235938209672010-07-30T22:19:00.000+04:002010-07-30T23:15:19.110+04:00ok...soo let me tell you this..<div><br /></div><div>One semester down..NINE more to go...shooot...thats alot...</div><div><br /></div><div>but i will get there....these five years might fly by just as this semester flew...right???</div><div>sooo no worries...</div><div><br /></div><div>If you remember how i complained to all saying that the winter and spring was horrible...how we were freezing to death..</div><div><br /></div><div>Well summer...is WORSE..</div><div>i think i know now how i'm going to die...i'm going to die melting...like literally..melting...</div><div><br /></div><div>The temperature here is like between 40 to 45 degrees and it's warm...as soon as you open the windows the warmth hits on your face and literally burns your skin...</div><div><br /></div><div>soo i spend most of my time applying moisturizing lotion.. taking a few baths per day..and applying tonics on my face...coz now my face has begun burning...it's bad..i'm scared that i might like get red blotchy patches all over it...My smile is the only talk-able feature i have for myself...*sniff...sniff..</div><div><br /></div><div>The most funny thing was...the other day one of my friends here in Georgia has updated his facebook status saying..."Stupid heat..i sweat while i bath...and now i sweat while i eat.."...hehehe..thats how bad it is...</div><div><br /></div><div>This is the time you miss paradise...where everything is evenly balanced...but i heard it's warm out there as well...but still not this bad i suppose...</div><div><br /></div><div>Well right after exams...We had this awesome celebration...</div><div>Where all of us Sri Lankans got together at a nearby park...AND...we bought loads of coke..and chips...ate..and sang baila...and decided to play...</div><div><br /></div><div>We played Hide and seek in the vast park...</div><div>Let me tell you the places i hid..</div><div>Beneath Cars...under trees..behind trees..on the grass...under bushes...etc..</div><div><br /></div><div>Some boys even managed to climb trees...:PPP</div><div><br /></div><div>The catcher had to touch the person...then the person who is caught becomes an additional catcher...therefore...when Rey and i were hiding under the car with Seu..she got spotted...sooo Rey and i ran out to the road..into an apartment building with around 6 boys trailing after us...and got onto a lift...hehehe...got out on the 6th floor to be caught by two very annoyed boys...hehehe...</div><div><br /></div><div>sooo it was fun...at the end of the day..we all had bruises...i had a cut across my face...where i hit a tree...hehehe..i know..i didn't see the tree in front of me...ok..it was dark..and plus i lost my hair band...</div><div><br /></div><div>the boys had torn shirts due to their tree climbings ...scraped knees and elbows...</div><div><br /></div><div>girls had messy hair with grass... scratched palms...knees...and torn jeans...</div><div><br /></div><div>But it was worth it...we played till 2 am..and decided to head home...</div><div><br /></div><div>Because the next day...Since Uni vacation started...More than half of them were going home for the LONG TWO MONTH SUMMER HOLIDAYS...</div><div><br /></div><div>As you can imagine..i was one of the unfortunate few who was going to be left behind..</div><div><br /></div><div>I know the boys were looking forward to going home..to eat a proper Sri Lankan rice and curry meal...to meet up with friends....to not do house work...to totally get pampered and all.</div><div><br /></div><div>The girls wanted a break....a hug from their dad and lovely food...lots of love and family trips...</div><div><br /></div><div>My clan was going..all of them...my Boys...who always pampered me...took me around...all of them were going home...:(((</div><div><br /></div><div>The two new girl pals i made..they were going home tooo...:(((</div><div><br /></div><div>I could have gone home as well...but my mother told me not to come this year...because there are some people who wouldn't like to see me back at home...scary right...:(((..it's a whole new story...will tell you on another day...</div><div><br /></div><div>The others i realized couldn't afford the Rs.136,000.00 airfare...:(((life is cruel and unfair...</div><div>sooo i will have to wait exacly 15 months to see my mother again...:(((</div><div><br /></div><div>May be God has a plan...</div><div><br /></div><div>Soo i spent one sleepless night...wondering how much can change during the next two months...</div><div>two of my roommates were leaving soo it was going to be only Me and another girl CP..at our apartment..</div><div><br /></div><div>I mean...We got to know each other...and made these strong bonds of friendships during just 4 and a half months...after 2 months of being apart....will i be a stranger...</div><div>:(((</div><div>stupid right..but then again..i was seriously depressed that night...had a chocolate bar to relieve myself...:)))</div><div><br /></div><div>In the next afternoon everyone who was to leave and who was saying good byeeee.. assembled at one apartment..we hired a bus to take them all together to the Airport...</div><div><br /></div><div>All bags were loaded..teary eyed goodbyees were said...:((</div><div>most left..back to their own apartments...and I with my roommate..and 3 seniors who were leaving the next day and another boy from our batch stayed back..</div><div><br /></div><div>The boys requested that we ride with them to the Airport...there was no room...sooo i stayed back..the four boys found places in the bus...</div><div>and my friend squished in...</div><div>.............................................................</div><div>i was thinking may be i should go home...but the Boys made sure i was in the bus..and i had to sit on the lap...hehehe..of the KID...</div><div><br /></div><div>Saying goodbye was always hard for me...but that ride to the Airport knowing that i wont be seeing these jolly faces for another 60 days hurt a lot...but i'm not a crying person...soo i just enjoyed the good cheer that was inside the hearts of everyone there who knew that they were going to the best place on earth..BACK HOME..</div><div><br /></div><div>Many times did my friends remind me that they will keep in touch..</div><div>not leave me alone...will keep me updated...</div><div>Promised me tons of chocolate...which really cheered me up..</div><div>and the hugs i got ..the flying kisses from across the bus...which flew to me...made me realize..that may be God is giving me too much love...but i'm definitely not complaining..:)))</div><div><br /></div><div>The Kid with constant tugs at my hand...secret smiles..re-assured me in his own way that he is not going to change...but honestly i had my doubts then...:S</div><div><br /></div><div>At the Air port...we all got down...checked in...sent the luggage and we got to hang around for like half an hour...</div><div><br /></div><div>This time i honestly wanted to take the KID's ticket...and tear it into million pieces...or steal every one of my friends tickets and run away and hide...</div><div><br /></div><div>Honestly i almost did it...and then got caught..</div><div>:((((</div><div><br /></div><div>Well with warm Squshi huggs..Loving kisses..and long good byees...My boys and girls left ...</div><div><br /></div><div>They were going home..</div><div><br /></div><div>But then again..in exactly 60 days they will be back...</div><div>That's the silver lining in my dark cloud..:)))</div><div><br /></div><div>Sooo let the countdown begin...</div><div><br /></div><div>God Bless...</div><div>Smile Alwaysssss..:))</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-3136844723593820967?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-58480763207382527242010-07-23T23:38:00.000+04:002010-07-23T23:58:33.897+04:00Hey everyone....i know..i know..<div>I have disappeared for quite sometime...but i kinda needed the time...out...</div><div><br /></div><div>I faced my semester-ends...and for that i needed all the energy that i could muster...</div><div><br /></div><div>I had the most awful yet the most rewarding 3 weeks ever...</div><div><br /></div><div>Had exams nicely scattered over this period..with at least 2 day breaks between subjects...</div><div><br /></div><div>Sooo the daily ritual went on like this...GENERALLY..</div><div><br /></div><div>4 or 3 Days Before the certain subject paper - Wake up at 9 am.. idly find the notes..fill them up and sleep at 9pm.</div><div><br /></div><div>2 Days before the paper - Finally get worked up...wake up at 7am..catch the 8.00am metro to my friends house.wake them up and study.(a.k.a. cram...:P)</div><div>Go home at 7 pm.</div><div><br /></div><div>1 Day Before the paper...wakes up at 7am..take the 8am metro to the friends place..they are already up..study till 5pm.</div><div>Start the group discussion which goes off till around 2am ON EXAMINATION DAY...I know...we always thought to start the discussion early...but we never seem to get to it...coz ...we never finish anything on time..</div><div>Boy drops me home..</div><div><br /></div><div>Exam Day...Wake up...pack the bag...recite the rosary all the way to my seat at the examination hall..</div><div><br /></div><div>9am written exam starts...</div><div><br /></div><div>12 noon break...</div><div><br /></div><div>1pm..oral examination starts...</div><div><br /></div><div>5pm..YOU GET THE RESULTS...FINAL RESULTS...(ADDITION OF ALL CLASS ACTIVITIES AND MIDTERMS..:(((()</div><div><br /></div><div>6pm..uni lobby.... scolds the whole family of the examiner and the person who set the paper...</div><div>Comforts friends..</div><div>Vows never to cram again...</div><div>Grabs something to eat...</div><div><br /></div><div>7.30pm..text mum with the results...gets appropriate reply..</div><div>Usually..a big...What happened to the other .....marks...???:(((</div><div><br /></div><div>8.30PM..watch a movie...and sleep...</div><div><br /></div><div>Lol...thats how it went..</div><div>sooo i didn't have time to come online...</div><div><br /></div><div>But all the hard work paid off i guess...</div><div><br /></div><div>I GOT A'S FOR ALL THE SUBJECTS...</div><div><br /></div><div>Came in 1st in my class...:)))</div><div><br /></div><div>And 2nd in the batch...6 marks less than the smart guy who came first and a tie with the KID...:P..</div><div><br /></div><div>hehehe...sooo all is sunshiny and the word is painted in rainbow colors now....for me.....</div><div><br /></div><div>Since i have no brothers and sisters to share the good news with...i thought i would bore you guys will all this...</div><div>Coz i'm happy as a blue bird and nothing that anyone can say can spoil my mood right now...</div><div><br /></div><div>Thank you...for my amazing study partners...if it weren't for our discussion sessions and your encouragements i would never have gotten this far...</div><div><br /></div><div>Thank you for my brand-new 2 girl-pals...Rey and Seu...you guys are amazing..</div><div><br /></div><div>Thank you for all of you readers...you guys inspired me...</div><div><br /></div><div>Proud to be back...</div><div>AND I'M SMILING..</div><div><br /></div><div>loads to tell...</div><div>Hope you guys missed me...:PPP</div><div>God Bless..</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-5848076320738252724?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-3011433604740863772010-05-31T23:16:00.000+04:002010-06-01T00:43:57.208+04:00We all have dreams. We all have our fantasies. In a world full of harsh truths and harsh realities it is my escape in to this dream world that keeps me going and makes my hopes and ambitions seem achievable and accomplish-able.<div><br /></div><div>This is a dream which a friend of mine and i dreamed with nothing but innocent intentions, and to us it turned out to be magical.</div><div><br /></div><div>We dream of achieving ambitions. I a Neuro-surgeon. He a Pediatric-Surgeon. Both to be successful. Both to be the best in the field and both to be respectable and world renowned. And innocently as it may seem we dream of one day being super rich..:)</div><div><br /></div><div>I want to wear only designer clothes. Go shopping to Paris. Buy myself a Merc. or a BMW SUV. Travel the world, travel business class and dine at the greatest restaurants in the world.</div><div><br /></div><div>He wants to tailor exclusively. Buy all the techno gadgets. Buy himself a Merc..(professional looking one). Wants to spend money and live luxuriously.</div><div><br /></div><div>I want to get married one-day...I think...i'm still deciding..:P</div><div><br /></div><div>He clearly wants to get married at the age between 27yrs to 30yrs. Though he is sure it will have to be his parents choice because he has no belief in falling in Love with a girl like that to get married..:D..weird right???</div><div><br /></div><div>And we dream together. And at sometimes our dreams collide and we feel comfortable just to let it stay collided and build it along.</div><div><br /></div><div>We dream of a dream house with Dogs. Hopefully Labs or Golden Retrievers.</div><div><br /></div><div>We dream of lovely, cute kids. He wants a baby girl like me. I want a baby Boy as adorable, lovable yet naughty like him.</div><div><br /></div><div>We dream of waking up together in the morning. He first. Morning hug...a kiss..and he volunteers to make the tea and milk while i snuggle up and sleep more...;)</div><div><br /></div><div>He comes..wakes me up. We drink tea and fall back on the bed to talk.Just talk. To just Hug and watch how nature just miraculously gives light to the world. How each ray of sun reflects on the trees, the flowers, dew drops. How the rays touches his face. How the light shines on my skin. A moment that is truly ours to drink in and enjoy before the rush of a hectic life engulfs us.</div><div><br /></div><div>The kids run in and jumps on our bed. Demands his attention and mine and so we pour them all our love, drowning them with thousands of hugs and kisses. Teasing them, tickling them and listening to the ringing of their joyful laughter in our ears and with secret looks at each other being thankful to God and each other for making our lives this perfect.</div><div><br /></div><div>We spoke that we are not going to be perfect. I told him that i'm going to be all cranky in the morning with messy hair and swollen puffy ugly eyes. He who has seen me all sleepy before said that i look cute and adorable. And he said that if he gets mad that it's going to be hard for me. I agreed that i will hug him tight until he calms down, and we were happy.</div><div><br /></div><div>We figured that in every way we will be okay with each other. I mean just perfect for each other. Well that's all that matters right????</div><div><br /></div><div>I told him that since i'm short and a bit chubby that i wont look that great, but he calls me pretty. </div><div><br /></div><div>He is tall and bigger compared to the tiny me and i find it awesome.</div><div><br /></div><div>He wants to show me off to his friends. Being the most perfect husband so that my friends will be jealous of me. Yet he dreams of being faithful to only me and i smile at the memory and enjoy it.</div><div><br /></div><div>I dream of all the moods that i might get into. All the fights that we might have.</div><div><br /></div><div>But i know that we will be totally alright. I know that we will bug each other. I will get bugged and he will act like he gets bugged. I know that we will learn together. we will learn from each other. Me from his extensive Brain Power. He from my Work- Attitude. I know that we will have animated conversations and that we will never run out of things to talk. ...from friends to hobbies..going on to subjects of intense study.</div><div><br /></div><div>We know that we can always be ourselves with each other. Share a drink. Share a toast for our fulfilled life. And we would always see each other for who we are.</div><div><br /></div><div>He dreams of buying me stuff. Anything and everything and i know that he will take care of me and that i can trust him.</div><div><br /></div><div>I dream of being all that he wants me to be. But then again i don't have to change a thing. i am who he dreams of me to be.</div><div><br /></div><div>Lastly he tells me that he will treat me like a princess. If i was his and i know he will. And i want to be treated like that someday.</div><div><br /></div><div>With him i know that i will be his equal..intellectually, academically and spiritually. Isn't that what every girl dreams of???</div><div><br /></div><div>He tells me that he loves me to death and i tell him the same and we both know that it's the honest truth.</div><div><br /></div><div>And so we wonder together what God was thinking by bringing me 2 years before him and him 2 years after me.</div><div><br /></div><div>I guess he has better plans for us. But yet we wonder why????</div><div>Wouldn't it be perfect???</div><div><br /></div><div>And so i dream...:)</div><div><br /></div><div>God Bless...</div><div>Smile Always...:D</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-301143360474086377?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-29404241229517007012010-05-23T03:21:00.000+04:002010-05-23T03:30:37.056+04:00It's 3am...<div>and i should be pouring over my books right now...</div><div>but i'm really tired...and kinda hate the human lower limbs a bit..</div><div><br /></div><div>I know that it was my choice to study int this field...</div><div>I know..i love the sciences...</div><div>i know that i knew that it was not going to be easy...</div><div>i know that my mother constantly reminded me of the difficulty in the field...</div><div><br /></div><div>Well all in all</div><div>I'm loving what i'm doing..</div><div>And i love the people I've met...people like me...who all share a common interest..</div><div>and who like me...have left.. sacrificed a much easier and better life to come here and study what we love..</div><div>No pain ..No gain right..</div><div><br /></div><div>But these exams...</div><div>Are like never ending..</div><div>We have like credits every-other week..</div><div>Quizzes daily...</div><div>And not just one Mid term paper as i hoped...</div><div>But another one...</div><div>And to top it all..semester end exams are coming up in a Month...</div><div><br /></div><div>See now you know why i am cranky...hehehe...</div><div>What i need right now is a nice tub of choco-chip ice-cream and a two hour nap...and get up and bury myself in my books again..</div><div>Hope i get up...fingers crossed...if not i'm like totally busted...lol...</div><div><br /></div><div>Love life and Live Life right...:D</div><div>Got soo much plans for my life...:)</div><div>Will post about it soon...</div><div><br /></div><div>Keep Smiling..</div><div>God Bless...:)</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-2940424122951700701?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-974901522396917992010-05-21T14:51:00.000+04:002010-05-21T16:15:19.943+04:00lol..i know that this is like really overdue...But this is one party, that i have to tell you guys about...<div><br /></div><div>As you all know by now we are all trying to celebrate each Birthday/festival together as one family as it is like the only time we get to breath freely and to be ourselves and go crazy....:)</div><div><br /></div><div>We wanted to celebrate Aurudu on a grand scale...(in our limits..you know..low budget student pocket size..)..Frankly because we were soo jealous of our friends and families who constantly reminded us via Skype and Facebook about how well everything is going back at home ...preparations for the festive season...:(in true Sri Lankan style...</div><div><br /></div><div>It was also a birthday of one of our friends so with the combination...we decided to celebrate it with real mixed style...The Muslim and Tamil girls got together to make Laddu and i headed off to the B day girls apartment to help with the preparations over there.</div><div><br /></div><div>Three rice cookers with kilo's and kilo's of rice were washed and plugged to make milk rice...</div><div><br /></div><div>I helped with the cutting of onions.Another girl and i cut around 4 kilo's of HUGE, SMARTING,RUDE onions that made us cry an amazon...sniff... sniff...</div><div><br /></div><div>We made 3 Huge plates full of Milk rice. A ton of Lunu Miris and Milk toffee..not to forget cutlets and sandwiches..(very western i know...but we have really limited resources...)and finally the Birthday Cake...nope we didn't make that..wanted to..but the Birthday Girl flatly refused to risk it on us..who were all first time cake bakers...:P</div><div><br /></div><div>After laboring for 3 hours cooking, burning hands..applying toothpaste..crying over onions, slipping and falling..(can you guess who that was....wink..wink..)aching backs and hands...and many comparisons over enhanced biceps..we were finally ready...:)</div><div><br /></div><div>Ready with a full table of lovely food...</div><div>Milk rice and lunu miris.. cutlets and sandwiches..milk toffee and cake..laddu and samosa..</div><div>Now doesn't that sound heavenly...:P</div><div><br /></div><div>The boys arrived equipped with Laptops and a mini sub-woofer system..(that is what i was told it was..) from God knows where and amazing music...</div><div><br /></div><div>Let the party Begin...:D</div><div><br /></div><div>Firstly after a drooling funny slow version of "Happy Birthday"..we all dug into the yummy Cake..which had lovely Red jelly bubbles on top and as you can guess everyone wanted a piece with jelly on it...</div><div>And i didn't get one...:(</div><div><br /></div><div>When i sadly exclaimed this around 10 people offered me bites from theirs and i tell you..lucky me...i'm sure i ate the most amount of jelly...:)))))</div><div><br /></div><div>The cutting and serving of the Milk rice followed..everyone made a ritual to pose for a picture and then feed everyone present with a piece of milk rice exclaiming "Suba Aluth Auruddak Wewa"..Happy New year...</div><div><br /></div><div>by the time we were planning on serving individual plates we were all femished...lol...</div><div><br /></div><div>Laddu was heavenly...Samosa Divine...Milktoffee like nectar and to sum it all...everything was perfect...:D</div><div><br /></div><div>Well then there was a second cake which the boys have brought and suddenly before we know what was happening..i got a slap of icing across my face...and a remarkable cake fight began..:))))</div><div>there were people slapping people.. strangling people.tripping them over... just to apply some icing on their face..lol...</div><div>Wasn't it a really messy way to have fun...Just like BOYS...:@..hehehe</div><div><br /></div><div>After cleaning ourselves and the BIG mess we played a more decent version of "Spin the bottle"...</div><div><br /></div><div>I being the most responsible and trustworthy..(AHAMMMM)person amongst all..i was fatefully given the responsibility of spinning the bottle.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mind you i didn't know that Spin the bottle was a very unholy teenage game..:S where you had to go kiss the person who the bottle directed you towards..yuckkkkkkkkkkk..:S when i exclaimed that i have no idea about it..people were like How old are you??12yrs???:S..seriously did you know about it???no right????:)</div><div><br /></div><div>Then it was play time..who ever got the bottle pointed at them had to to do what the others dared them to do...childish i know...but still it was fun..:) well there followed many embarrassing moments of people imitation each other,licking the floor..eeeeeeewwwww, tickling people into tears..singing of impossibly high pitched songs and i being soo lucky had to give a Georgian kiss to a malli..who went Red in the face starting from the tips of his ears..which was soo sweet yet hilarious..</div><div><br /></div><div>Then we had music..since my friends place had like a super Huge Hall..we put on loud music..dimmed the lights and put on our dancing shoes..and danced like Mad..:P Many hidden talents were revealed and we all for the first time sweat-ed and was glad and hyper about it...</div><div>Door bell rang once..friendly Land lady asking to reduce the volume of the music..We turned it down for like 10 minutes..hehehhe..door bell rings for the second time...asking not to jump on the floor..we were ok with it..Door bell rings for the third time asking to Stop everything...by a very angry landlady..ooopsss..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>Then we had ice-cream mind you it was 1am..and we started singing songs...</div><div>Halfway through we realized that we have lectures the next day.And none of us were prepared..plus it was so windy at that time that opening a door was even out of the question...:S</div><div><br /></div><div>So here we were stranded on New years Morning at our friends place...35 of us....soo we decided to keep on singing till it was time to go...</div><div><br /></div><div>3am...we were still waiting....The wind was making evil noises but looked like it was finally reducing...to us...</div><div><br /></div><div>Now we were all really tired!!!:(..sleepy with milkrice filled tummies... exhausted with dancing and sooo horse with all the singing and shouting...:(</div><div><br /></div><div>I had Anatomy credits the next day..:(While the others were chatting i pulled out a friends Grey's Anatomy and started reading it...Not because of anything but because i honestly dont want to fall in to my lectures Bad books...she is scaryyyyyyyyyyyy..:(</div><div><br /></div><div>Then finally at 5am we decided to risk it all and leave. with many sleepy good byes at the auspicious time of 5.10am ...which was when the New Year Dawned ..we all stepped out into the skin-biting wind to go home ..Call Paradise...and have a long chat with our parents, family and loved ones...</div><div><br /></div><div>Now that's what i call celebrating New Years in a real cultural style....lol..dont you???;)</div><div><br /></div><div>God Bless</div><div>Happy Smiles..:)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-97490152239691799?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-42447302275901718682010-05-06T23:44:00.000+04:002010-05-07T00:08:10.501+04:00ok...i have been away for soooo long..<div>I missed THIS alooooot...</div><div>I missed writing...i missed looking forward to following my favoutite blogs and mostly i missed all of your company...:)</div><div><br /></div><div>All major exams over..some were tough and some tougher than we expected...But i know that i did just fine..:)..yeppiiiii</div><div><br /></div><div>1 more exam on monday but i couldn't wait that long to unleash all the things i have stored in my tiny brain and put it on digital medium..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>So...i'm writing this seated on the stairway to our apartment...enjoying the calm after the storm of lousy exams...and today is LOVELY..because it is Sunshiney and Warm...:D</div><div><br /></div><div>Well New Discoveries....</div><div><br /></div><div>There is a Christened "Bo" tree near our apartment.Well not exacly an actual "Bo" tree, but obviously some lookalike tree which we discovered and renamed ...</div><div><br /></div><div>I am an awesome cook...hehehehe...i have now advanced from cooking macaroni and cheese to cooking delicious chicken, fish, curries, dhal, cabbage, salads, pork...etc...you name it and i can find a way to make it edible...;)</div><div><br /></div><div>Made friends with the Ice Cream Uncle. Who is adorable and in-exchange for being sooo sweet to us we have now become sooo adicted to Ice Cream that we buy almost daily..</div><div><br /></div><div>Made friends with Puri (Bread) Uncle..who very specificaly told ME that if we girls manage to finish 2 pounds of Bread per meal that we are going to be FAT....sniff..sniff...But still we buy more...lol...the problem is why did he tell ME that...am i really putting on weight???:'(..</div><div><br /></div><div>Strawberries - Freash, Juicey, Yummy, Lovely strawberries...fresh from the orchards..for which i am now officially in Love with...:D</div><div><br /></div><div>Speaking of Love..i think i now have a super serious crush on Justin Beiber...lol...i know that it's like major cradle-snatching..but still isn't he just Adorable...(drooools)..:P</div><div><br /></div><div>Found a Channing Tatum lookalike at Uni..when i was studying in the library.Being nerdy sure does have it's advantageous moments..YEAH...!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>Made friends with some Indians and also got to know later that they had other interests in me...ooopsss...sorry boys...that chapter in my life is closed for the moment....</div><div><br /></div><div>Well now as the Icy cold breeze finally numbs my fingers i realise that i have been staring non-stop at a Geogian boy who is playing football with his dog, for like the past 5 minutes and he is giving Me weird looks...:S</div><div><br /></div><div>I take this as a sign..pick up my shoes..slip them on...button up my jacket...type the final lines to head back into the apartment...but maybe I would go grab myself a Chocochip Ice Cream first...in celebration of being Back!!!</div><div>Yummy...</div><div>Cheers to all..;)</div><div><br /></div><div>Sending my love,</div><div>Smile People...</div><div>God Bless...:D</div><div><br /></div><div>p.s. the guy with Dog is HOT when you come to think of it...lol...</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Ciao..</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-4244730227590171868?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-19509694571841634722010-05-01T02:22:00.000+04:002010-05-01T02:23:50.319+04:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I SUCK BIG TIME…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">LOL…NOW WHAT TO DO…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">SHIIITTTTTTTTTTT…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">NOW I WANNA SWEAR…LIKE REALLY BADLY…</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-1950969457184163472?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-87099725362144327832010-04-17T23:26:00.000+04:002010-04-17T23:37:10.993+04:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ok</span>…so here I am...in the middle of a very busy week and month…I have Mid –terms…<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">yikessss</span>...just to let you know that<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>realized that I’m fortunate and I’m happy being me..</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I am determined not to be unhappy or let the sulky mood engulf me and destroy my little happy life….</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I am fortunate for having an awesome family and the most caring bunch of cousins...</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The craziest and sweetest friends…</p> <p class="MsoNormal">And random people who walk in to my life suddenly and love me to death sometimes for no apparent reason…</p> <p class="MsoNormal">All these made me realize that I’m a-one-of-a-kind girl...lucky…<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">sooo</span> lucky…to have such wonderful people around me...</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Who have the ability to lift me up each time I fall…who are always there to offer their shoulder for me to cry on…who are so concerned about my happiness…who are also willing to watch me stumble fall and then watch patiently while I struggle myself up the crazy hill…and then pat my back and say…see I told you your one strong girl…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I love attention as any girl but the attention that I crave the most is from the people I admire the most and I’m getting enough..But I would love more…:P</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I realized that I can love...i can just love and love…and I think it’s great...</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I realized that I can give...and give and give...</p> <p class="MsoNormal">And that I have heaps of patience...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">soo</span> much that some of my friends call me crazy…</p> <p class="MsoNormal">And I also realized that some people actually find me interesting and sort of important... ;)</p> <p class="MsoNormal">All this with the fact that I’m trying my best to be a good girl, loving daughter, and a super friend make me feel that I’m doing pretty fine in life for now<span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&quot;Calibri&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">…</span><span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings">J</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Sooo</span> good <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">byeee</span>..Tears…Good <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Byeee</span> Unhappiness..you were patient teachers who made me learn important lessons in life..may be the hard way..but still you kept me company…helping me grow into a better,stronger,happier and a lovely person…</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Big hug to my self…and to all..</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Life is life itself..<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">sooo</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Smile… :)</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">God Bless…</span></span></p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-8709972536214432783?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-74049245250115230772010-04-10T00:52:00.000+04:002010-04-10T01:24:00.394+04:00So here we have started serious classes again...<div>Back to books and to top it all off we have mid-terms..:(</div><div><br /></div><div>Therefore i have sunk into my books with horrific determination and spend long nights nodding away on tons of coffee..:)</div><div>These are the times when you actually feel aware of your surroundings and you get to re-collect your thoughts very clearly...</div><div><br /></div><div>It has been great for me...since i came here...i'm doing well..</div><div>I'm crazyyyyy...addicted to fun...but i also keep track of my studies...and is now topping the class...:D</div><div><br /></div><div>But for the past few days...some things began to dawn on me..things that were before my very eyes which i conveniently ignored...because...</div><div>Firstly because of the rush of events happening around me..</div><div>Secondly because it was less hurtful to imagine that you misheard things...</div><div><br /></div><div>Well jealousy is a curse.Since i'm THE crazy person and the less studious(in appearance) my girls have been totally cool with me..but since I've started topping the class now they have grown indifferent towards me and hardly hang-out with me.</div><div><br /></div><div>These things really..hurt..but i guess it's just life-phases.</div><div><br /></div><div>My roommate uttered to me the other day that she doesn't want to go anywhere with me alone without the other two because i apparently know too many people and will abandon her.</div><div>I'm not an Angry, Rude and mean person like that to do some thing horrible as that...</div><div><br /></div><div>So lately it's been just me and the books like old times...:)</div><div>somethings just turn back to the old routines..</div><div><br /></div><div>Now instead of happy study sessions - i find myself alone self studying...</div><div>Instead of waking up in the mornings together-i find myself still forgotten and when i inquire about it...i get excuses as i apparently slept late and all...</div><div>I also find myself walking alone to various activities in uni - instead of the happy quartet...</div><div><br /></div><div>Not that it stops me from doing what i want to do...:)</div><div>The thought just lingers in there you know...and surfaces in moments like now..when all my roomies drop out of going on a tour because one other set of girls are not coming and don't even tell me...</div><div><br /></div><div>I guess since i mixed around with the Colombo crowd a bit more than the other girls (the Colombo crowed are a bunch of happy malli's) they feel alienated...It's hard to be different..and i know that...i feel the same...but i'm trying...</div><div><br /></div><div>Also i think i'm going to break the heart of some special person..i just cant pretend...i have lost the spark after what happened...and he deserves to know that....:'(</div><div><br /></div><div>But it's ok...i'm going to be alright..</div><div>I just want to be alone for a while...or may be not..company can be the best medicine right now..</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm just going to embrace loneliness with Joy, Pride and Dignity as a changing phase of life...:)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>To happier times to come!!!</div><div>God Bless...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-7404924525011523077?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-78397491544864982642010-04-07T23:28:00.000+04:002010-04-08T02:07:18.727+04:00welcome back...<div><br /></div><div>So here i was running back home after church..with around 5 boys carrying mega bottles..two huge cakes...buns and candles....</div><div>Halfway through i call home to find out that everyone is ready..</div><div><br /></div><div>we run faster..i can hear the poor boys cursing away.:)..i dash to our building..i hear the noise and the raket the 50 invitees our making inside our tiny 2 bedroom apartment...Omg..i can hear them scream 3 floors above to almost the entrance..</div><div>How am i going to make them shoosh..</div><div>and i can see them standing against the windows and sight seeing...lol...They are supposed to act as if they are not at home..</div><div><br /></div><div>But then again..</div><div>50 Boys and Girls cant keep their mouths shut i guess..</div><div><br /></div><div>I enter the apartment breathless with the boys trailing behind me.</div><div>they leave the stuff in the kitchen and go join their friends...</div><div><br /></div><div>SG, CP and i begin setting up the food table...our catholic mallis come help stick candles on the cakes and then..they sit down comfortably in the kitchen and eat burgers in the name of being helpful...ughhhhhh..BOYS....</div><div><br /></div><div>Then i shoosh the crowed and call my friend who has been babysitting SL to bring her home....</div><div>then i call SL and tell her that we just got home..and that we are too tired to come if she wouldn't mind coming home with our other friends and that they can stay over for dinner at our place...</div><div>she agrees...</div><div><br /></div><div>And then comes the really hard part of making the people quiet..</div><div>we dump the boys into the hall..and the girls in to our bedroom so that it wont be crowded...</div><div>and i tell them to please keep quiet as the Birthday Girl is on the way..it works for like 10secs..before they fall into loud chatter again..:((((</div><div><br /></div><div>i leave them alone..send a boy to control them..</div><div>then suddenly the whole house goes quiet and i got nervous..went to check on the door to find the boys doing a rehearsal...awwwwwwwww..how sweet right???</div><div><br /></div><div>then the door bell ring...</div><div>OMG..</div><div>i quietly open the door with nervous smiles to find another one of our friends at the door step..</div><div>hehehehe...you can kill the boy....expect them to give you mild heart attacks..</div><div><br /></div><div>we resume cooking...</div><div>And the noise gets louder..</div><div>I walk into the hall ask them to keep it down ...</div><div>goes to cook...</div><div>still shouting...walks back into the hall..</div><div>begs to be quiet..it works...they stay quiet...</div><div>but not for long....</div><div>i get really MAD...i walk in again..this time armed with a butter knife..(lol..i didn't mean to take it...hehehehe..)threaten the boys..</div><div>they freak out....and also feels sorry for me...</div><div>then i get a call from my friend saying that they are almost here..</div><div>i tell the boys...</div><div>move them away from the windows..</div><div>switch off the unwanted lights..</div><div>and wait patiently...</div><div>SG is giggling nervously..</div><div>CP is pacing nervously..</div><div>Me....hehehehe....lol...was really excited...</div><div><br /></div><div>then rings the door bell...i look from the peephole...then figure out that everyones coats are hanging on our rack..</div><div>and then hurriedly stack them away in a nearby empty cupboard..wow...what a close shave...</div><div><br /></div><div>I open the door...</div><div>invite her in..make small talk about church and all and casually lead her to the hall...and Open the door.........</div><div><br /></div><div>........................................................................................................................................................................</div><div><br /></div><div>SURPRISE!!!yells 53 voices in union...followed by the most loudest version of Happy Birthday to you....</div><div>also Followed by the grand entrance of the HUGE double birthday cake..all lit and looking niceeeeeee...</div><div><br /></div><div>Camera's flash....</div><div>People are laughing.....teasing and grabbing at SL...</div><div><br /></div><div>Meanwhile SL is in a state of shock..and just keeps on smiling in the most maniac manner...lol...</div><div>it was simply awesome..all went according to plan...yeppi..we were happy....</div><div><br /></div><div>Happy in our hearts..happy in our heads..</div><div>happy in everything..</div><div><br /></div><div>Then came the cutting of the cake...with another round of happy birthday..sung at the top of our lungs...</div><div><br /></div><div>Watching from my corner...i see many things...</div><div>I see pure Joy radiating from SL's face as she is about to make a wish before blowing the candles...</div><div>I see our friends happy..enjoying each others company....</div><div>I see SG and CP holding hands happily savoring the success of our plan...</div><div>I see people Happy...Happy as we are meant to be..enjoying simple blessings in life..which we often forget..</div><div>The company of our loved ones..the celebration of Human Lives...and the existence of Love in the world..</div><div><br /></div><div>Then after the cake is cut i get dragged into the live version of life....</div><div>Cake has to be cut...and SL goes around the whole room feeding everyone cake...</div><div><br /></div><div>I take the responsibility of cutting the cake and the others serve it around..</div><div>the people start the chatter...</div><div><br /></div><div>and we all join in the fun..chattering bugging each other...</div><div>And guess what...</div><div>The food disapeared..60 Hot Dogs and 75 Burgers...!!!!:D</div><div><br /></div><div>Then the boys wanted to sing..so we decided to take them outside to the adjoining Basketball/Football court for them to shout since it was nearly 10pm...</div><div><br /></div><div>we sent SL to our neighbors with Birthday Cake and she got a gift from one of them..nice right??</div><div>well it was an unmentionable gift..!!!!lol..want to take a gift..SL quickly grabbed it and ran into the room to deposit it safely..and guess who she meets on the way..</div><div>A parade of boys..who...since they cannot stand being curious..grabbed it from SL's hand..we went to her rescue..CP got hold of it..and stood on top of it...</div><div>Three boys were on the floor tugging at it...SG was tugging at it from another end..and i was tugging the T-shirts of the boys..but alas!!!..the mightier boys won and they happily passed it around...in inspection..and there was SL surrounded by all twisting in embarrassment...LOL..</div><div><br /></div><div>count on your neighbors to be nice people right..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>Then we all locked the door to go to the court and into the chilly nights in our coats...</div><div><br /></div><div>By the time CP and i joined the gang a baila session was in full swing...</div><div>after getting bored of that we opted to play..mind you it's around 11pm...</div><div><br /></div><div>We agreed on playing Ice and water..awesome game...the teams were Girls Vs. Boys..</div><div>Omg WASN'T IT FUN...</div><div><br /></div><div>We got the chance to take all our revenge on the Boys...we slapped them..hit them...dragged them...Dropped them.. threatened them...fell with them..knocked on them..somersaulted..and ran around the court like mad women,,,,,it was fun..</div><div><br /></div><div>Yours truly was the first to fall...hehehehe</div><div>I was chasing a boy to Ice him(freeze)and another boy came right at me from another direction.. knocked on him..!!!!and i went flying and fell on my back flat on the ground!!lol...hehehehehe.. embarrassing is not the word..especially when the said boy is standing unharmed..and the whole court goes quiet wondering if i'm dead or alive..i get up...cheering goes up..and we run again..</div><div><br /></div><div>We seemed to take ages to freeze the boys..</div><div>but we all get frozen in a matter of minutes...</div><div><br /></div><div>We knew the secret..THE BOYS CHEATED..</div><div>even after we freeze them they run..helllooooooo..cheaters...</div><div>hehehehe</div><div><br /></div><div>Many fell...many boys were complaining that the girls slap hard...</div><div><br /></div><div>one boy complained saying that a girl hit him so hard that he is sure his sternal bone is cracked..lol..</div><div>another boy got all his buttons ripped off the whole shirt by another girl..</div><div>I myself was guilty of ripping the sleeve off another boys shirt..oopppssss..well accidents do happen right???</div><div><br /></div><div>well all in the name of fun right,,,,</div><div>and we had an awesome time..</div><div><br /></div><div>Then we played Kabadi...started off well..then the game got rough when the boys had to go after the girls..so we gave up...</div><div><br /></div><div>Oooops..Danger..</div><div>almost 1am...i guess our noise was too much..there were people near the basketball court..one was talking on a phone...ooops...were we going to get arrested...nnnooooooooo:(</div><div>One of the seniors who could speak the language came and told us that the person is calling someone..about some kids who are playing and who he thinks are immigrants...HEELLOOOOO</div><div><br /></div><div>we are Students...Like University Students!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>And our senior went up to him..spoke to him..apparently one of our neighbors is the minister of sports..coooool...right he was the one who was speaking on the phone...he was delighted to know that we knew the language and our seniors beautifully handled the situation....they even got to know that the minister was an alumni of our university and guess what..few minutes after chatting with him..</div><div>he brings us Footballs...AT 1 AM..and says go ahead enjoy!!!..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>This obviously excites the boys...and they opted to play a game of football...while we where happily cheering them on...</div><div><br /></div><div>Then back to Ice and Water...3AM..oops...time to go home and we are all really beat-up...</div><div>then we send off the girls with boys to drop them off...</div><div><br /></div><div>Then the people who lived nearby our place stayed back later...to sing more slow soft songs in the chilly night under a dusting of stars and a beautiful moon....</div><div><br /></div><div>It was truly heavenly to just lay back on the dirty ground..with no-care in the world and just sing and sing and sing.....thinking long but wonderful thoughts about...</div><div>US...OUR FUTURE..OUR HOMES..and finally OUR UNFULFILLED DREAMS...</div><div><br /></div><div>it was certainly a day to remember...</div><div>a day that was more perfect than we could possibly have hoped for...</div><div>so perfect that it would certainly have been one of the days snatched from the time of Eden..</div><div><br /></div><div>Except that the gala event ended with all of us singing nursery rhymes..from "twinkle twinkle little star"...to "put your right hand in..put your right hand out...and shaking our butts around to the hokey pokey"....lol...</div><div><br /></div><div>Happy smiles...</div><div>dont you just love being Kids...</div><div><br /></div><div>God Bless..:)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-7839749154486498264?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-85429486558221111892010-04-05T18:52:00.000+04:002010-04-05T22:51:50.116+04:00Then...:)<div><br /></div><div>Finally after believing that all things had been done...we went about the day check listing all the things we should have done and have to do before the party....</div><div>you can find me staring into the blank computer screen and event planning...CP distractingly writing lists instead of copying her notes...and SG...downloading songs off youtube to play at the party...</div><div><br /></div><div>The last day all food was bought....and stocked at a friends apartment...The boys went and brought the two cakes in the metro...God knows how...:) and we were happy..because everything was ready..but then we realize that the people... especially the girls have not yet confirmed...and i giddily stood near the phone all evening before the party...:S</div><div><br /></div><div>Then the boys rang me up and said that all the girls consented in coming and not to worry as they will all drop them home in the night...sooo we started breathing normally...(tried..;)>>)</div><div><br /></div><div>Then one of the boys called and said that there might be a problem with the Muslims as we forgot to see if the food was halal...SHOOOT...and then we were rushing about trying to figure out if the sausages and burgher buns were halal..and figured that they were not...and we opted to arrange something else for them...but one of our friends said..just dont say anything..if they ask just ignore..hehehehe..omg...we are soo going to hell..:(</div><div>but i hope God will understand..:(</div><div><br /></div><div>Then there were the vegetarians..and SG said she would prepare chopsuey for them...and mind you she exclaimed this in front of the to-be-b-day girl and she was like...why are you making chopsuey for so and so...and we said that since they are vegi people they are having a hard time eating only salads and that we are going to do them a favor...lol..:D.. another lie...and i believe by this time Satan would have started constructing us a separate level in hell..:P</div><div><br /></div><div>Then we figured that we did not have anything to distract her with at midnight when we wish her...therefore as soon as she went off for a nap...SG and CP left me to baby-sit her and ran to buy chocolates...</div><div>Then after they return SG being the most creative out of us...busies herself with the construction of a card and CP and i leave the house to tell our neighbors that we are having a dinner for some of our friends the next evening...</div><div><br /></div><div>Hehehe...we told our neighbor from below...and luckily the daughter of the family understood English and translated for the dumbfounded parents who smiled and nodded their approval...thank God..One down..Two more to go...</div><div><br /></div><div>The next neighbor and the husband didn't understand a word of English..</div><div>and it is essential that they know because they live on the opposite flat from ours...and with great difficulty we tried our best to explain and finally gave up..</div><div>the woman felt sooo sorry for us and then called the neighbor who lives on top of us and thankfully she understood a little English..</div><div>She still didn't know the word "Friend"..and i had to tell her that it was my b day and that people were coming for dinner...she understood merrily explained that Georgians are very hospitable and that not to worry that they are fine with it all...and we were happy...:D</div><div><br /></div><div>And mind you this whole conversation took place opposite our doorstep..and when we rang the bell back to the apartment can you guess who opened the door for us...</div><div><br /></div><div>SL....aka...THE BIRTHDAY GIRL...</div><div>and she wanted to know what the commotion was outside...</div><div>i said the first thing that came to my mind..i told her that one of our neighbors who have not seen us often thought that we were baggers and stated questioning us..and the other neighbor came to rescue us...:S.as if that is likely to happen..lol..but still thats all i could utter while CP gave me the most Panic-look i have ever seen...phew..she was too sleepy to argue and just believed us...</div><div>And as i enter SG calls out..did you get the flour...????lol...hehe that was the excuse she gave SL..for our absence..lol..the funny thing is we went and brought flour the day before...hahahaha...Thankfully..that didn't register on SL's mind either..she gave us a sleepy smile and went for a wash...</div><div><br /></div><div>hehehehe..and then we were too agitated to even whisper and we bursted out laughing at our close shave..lol..and SL was yelling at us from the bathroom asking what the joke was and we lied again for sure..i just cant remember what i said...lol...hehehehe..too many lies to remember..</div><div><br /></div><div>then we all went to study....at 11.30pm SG walks out to her room followed by CP and i'm left alone with SL...clueless...and then the very Smart me sent a sms to SG asking whats happening and she has left the phone on the study table and gone..it beeps loudly right under my nose...lol...hehehe..i hastily snatched her phone before SL can see my name on her screen and ran off to give her the phone...to find them wrapping the chocolates...</div><div>i left them and came back and resumed my work...:)</div><div>midnight still the two didn't come...SL goes on fb and says ...OMG..people remembered my b day!!!!and i'm like ....acting like i'm deaf because i cant wish her without the others right..i felt like hiding underneath a coconut shell...</div><div><br /></div><div>then finally they arrive at 12.45am....on the b day..and we tell her that since we are broke it's a tiny gift..</div><div>gave her the card..</div><div>sang happy birthday embarrassingly...and then...put music..</div><div>Baila..</div><div>and danced in our pajama's till 3am...lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>hehehe...funky right...and took loads of crazy pictures..:)...</div><div><br /></div><div>And went to bed dog-tired...</div><div>got up on birthday morning...</div><div>Made kiribath...which was a bit like beri-bath..lol...ate with katta sambol...which was great!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>then set about arranging the house in the most unsuspecting manner..</div><div>one went for a bath and washed the toilet..</div><div>one made all the beds in the rooms...</div><div>i set about collecting everyones books and storing them away...</div><div>and then i logged on fb...</div><div>suddenly SL laughs and says that one of the girls are asking her if she should come at 8 or 7.45 tonight...on fb..</div><div>i go scream(type in full capitals)..at the girl and tell her to keep her mouth shut..apparently she forgot the "Surprise" part of the birthday party...lol...phew..(wipes invisible sweat)...</div><div><br /></div><div>And then we set off to watch another Match...</div><div>then we told SG to stay at home to further clean it up...and she expertly faked a cold and took vitamin c..hehehehe...</div><div>Then we toook SL under our wing and set off...we told SL that since it's Thursday we have to go to church..and after the match we planned to send her off to another friends apartment.. because we might get late to come home..</div><div><br /></div><div>Match went well...Another victory fro the proud Lankans...:)</div><div><br /></div><div>and after the match we told her that we are going to church and she wanted to come...with us...after making more excuses we sent her off...and me and CP set off to are other friends place to start cooking...</div><div><br /></div><div>Then call from mother...asking to go to church..</div><div>i dress...start peeling onions and...boys come..resume cutting of onions..starts crying...lol...and i leave..</div><div>SG comes takes command with CP in the kitchen with a troupe of boys and girls to help...</div><div><br /></div><div>We rush back from church..with the cake and drinks...and lots of more buns...</div><div>Hurries....pickup people on the way...It's 8.00pm..</div><div>It's LATE...</div><div>WE ARE RUNNING LATE...</div><div><br /></div><div>Makes phone calls....gets the people to our apartment..and hurries..there..</div><div><br /></div><div>Tune in again...for Episode 3..:D</div><div><br /></div><div>God Bless...</div><div>Happy Smiles...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-8542948655822111189?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-3059468998984121562010-04-03T10:51:00.000+04:002010-04-03T11:43:21.240+04:00Ok..sooo i'm going to update you all on how my big surprise party for SL, my everloving Rommie went...<div>too much details sooo here goes the 1st episode...</div><div><br /></div><div>Well it is Really hard to organize a surprise birthday party for you roommtae...especially when she sleeps right across the room from you...shares the same kitchen...same bathroom...same living room...same study room..and Same classes at uni...ungh..hehehe</div><div><br /></div><div>But yet..i was determined to make this happen..frankly because she is one of those people with an extra-ordinarily big heart...and also because she puts up with me...:)</div><div><br /></div><div>well it started as a master plan from me...we wanted to throw an afternoon tea party for her...One easy thing was that she was the only Buddhist in our apartment and had to spend long Sunday mornings alone while we wen to church..and these were the times when the master planning took place...</div><div><br /></div><div>And your's truly wanted to invite almost all the Sri lankans we knew over here...sometimes being away from home and from the people you always felt safe with can drain the life out of you..so yours truly wanted to make it a special day for all...especially for SL...</div><div><br /></div><div>and we started off...figured that our tiny pockets were not enough to feed a bunch of VERY hungry students and we set about asking everyone to contribute...willingly only...and made sure that everyone knew that it was a surprise party...lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>well smaties as our batch-mates can be..you know they find the most suitable times time to come and toss money at you with weird smiles...you know like right in front of SL's face..and she's like why is he/she giving you money..and as panicking as CP can get..she goes speechless..i have to mutter something and distract her..like giving fake excuses saying that that certain boy has a crush on CP and gave her a note or something..lol(How lame right...)but it worked...</div><div><br /></div><div>And then there was all the Sunday shopping we had to do...right after church..telling SL that since it's like the lent-season..there are loads of special stuff happening..then with the help of two malli's we went shopping...got her a gift...after making the boys cry out loud and exclaiming that they would never go shopping with women..lol...come on we have to be kinda choosy and go for the best right...ironically it was them who found the perfect gift for SL..:D..guys have their lucky moments..</div><div><br /></div><div>Then it was ordering the cake...at a bakery...Two huge cakes to feed 50 hungry-suger-loving mouths...the bakers was Georgian speaking...:(and we spent a whole hour sigh-languaging and point speaking...to make them understand our requirement...but finally we succeeded...with crossed fingers...:)</div><div><br /></div><div>Then the menu...nothing fancy just hot-dogs, burgers,(home-made), biscuits, chocolate and Date tarts...and lots of pepsi,lemon miranda and apple soda...</div><div><br /></div><div>shopping for sausages, burger fillings, tomatoes, onions, biscuits lead us back to wagsal...and SG,CP and we were accompanied by the two catholic malli's to wagsal..</div><div>we entered the chocolate area..and came across one stall which had good stuff...</div><div>Let me tell you that i'm into the tiny size...at a height of only 5 feet and No inches(Big sigh) and the malli's were tall...one a thundering 6 feet..and as we were gaily chatting while choosing the chocs...the stall owner..(a woman) came up to us and asked in intelligible Georgian..if we were together...as in girlfriend and boyfriend... embarrassed i instantly answered "Araa"(No in Georgian to the amused smiles of the rest of the Paradise clan)...then she asked if we were MARRIED!!!omg...hehehe...i freaked out like majorly..then the other malli came for my rescue..then the woman approached our 6 footer and smiled...FED him a chocolate...eeeeeeeeeeewwwwwww..and another woman in another stall came up to him and showed the stall owner and gave a thumbs up...i freaked out and ran to the next stall while the boys enjoyed the hospitality..yucky....the woman must be around 40yrs...and then she asked if the two Boys were Gay..:S...and was happy to realize they were not...and then later SG, CP and i found ourselves dragging the boys out of that stall....and bursting out laughing..:D</div><div><br /></div><div>then there was all those fake masses which CP and i went for in the form of shopping for buns..Omg...lieing during lent was going to make me end up my own special kind of a hell..:)..i comforted my self saying that it was all for a good cause..:P</div><div><br /></div><div>Then there was all the times when we use to have cryptic phone convo's with other students...and asking them to come online...hehehe...to explain the situations...</div><div>the secret meetings in the kitchen and living room when SL has gone to take a wash or sleeping..</div><div>The horrible slip-ups by SG and CP who got horrendous stares and kicking from me...hehe..</div><div><br /></div><div>Finally SL thinking we are cornering her and being sad the whole day before the actual event...and CP comforting us saying..just one=more day and she will be happy...:)</div><div><br /></div><div>The cricket-matches we went for..in which all the boys surrounded me...bugged me..(acted like it)to get more info....</div><div><br /></div><div>And finally a cricket match falling on the very day evening..:(</div><div>what too do..we cannot shift it to a morning as no-one would get up...so it was scheduled to begin at 8PM..after match and Thursday mass..:(</div><div>Thanks to the boys who dealt and took responsibility in dropping all the girls home safely..it was planned..after much heated arguments between all of us...</div><div><br /></div><div>Then... </div><div>to be continued!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>God Bless..</div><div>:)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-305946899898412156?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-51609109660867730402010-03-29T18:03:00.000+04:002010-03-29T19:11:37.150+04:00Ok..well as for relaxing during the holidays went for a six when the match season stated in Uni..<div><br /></div><div>well it's definitely nothing posh..but a real humble series played for honor and sportsmanship...</div><div><br /></div><div>the matches were organized to be held in the old rundown double outdoor basketball court in the uni..and was told that every batch can have a team..</div><div><br /></div><div>The First years..had a team...initially it was to be purely Sri Lankan..and then later since we also had a couple of Sri Lankanized indians who were supporting us..it was a mixed team..</div><div><br /></div><div>basically the matches were supposed to be between Indians and Sri lankans of all 6 or 5 years...</div><div><br /></div><div>the most unfair part for us was that there were no girls in any team so we were left out to be the honorable cheerleaders..:(</div><div><br /></div><div>but still we took our role quiet seriously...because after been away from home for just over a month..in a football land..where cricket was played rarely just for exhibitions sake..and when all of us missed the beloved big match season and are streaming the IPL through youtube..we were very cricketsick..lol</div><div><br /></div><div>so the first match was between first year Indians and Sri Lankans+2 Indians..</div><div><br /></div><div>The match started with the Indian batting for us...did you know he played for Rajestan Royals last IPL..omg wasn't he good..he like made a 56 in like i dont know 10 balls..lol..it was a great match...</div><div><br /></div><div>and us the girls all came wearing the same color..with lots of coordination and cheered our beautiful voices out for the boys....</div><div>in here we were introduced to our beloved cheer..."Goo kapan.."..lol...obviously none of the girls consented to cheering that way..and our contribution went as...screeching at the top of our lungs when an Indian was about to take a catch and scaring them and exciting them away so that they dropped the catches..and trust me it worked..and also screaming not out and pressuring the umpires...how can they say no to a bunch of really pretty cute girls right..lol...and trust me..our magic worked and WE WON..</div><div><br /></div><div>One DOWN..many more to go..</div><div><br /></div><div>The next day was our team Vs. Indian 3rd year...</div><div><br /></div><div>Omg weren't they good..and our Rajestan player got out during the first over and it was up to pure Sri Lankan blood to save the day..and weren't they amazing i admit that it was a rough and a nail biting...chest burning..blood boiling game...but still the Boys played..as if their lives depended on it..</div><div><br /></div><div>Lots of bad callings..lots of unfair judgements...but we didn't give up..the lions roared through..</div><div>and us the girls never let the spirit die..we kept on the cheer..encouraged our boys..and kept the Sri Lankaness alive...never did we waiver under the rude stares from the Indian Supporters or their own dirty rhymes..we stood straight and cheered on...</div><div><br /></div><div>When we scarped into a 140 at the end of the 15 overs as opposed to the 194 the previous day the boys were so geared up to field their life away...</div><div><br /></div><div>And didn't they do well..amazing swiftness..dedication and the determination they had in their minds showed to all spectators that we were not a batch to be messed around with..</div><div><br /></div><div>And we cheered as never before..cheered the boys on..even consenting to go rip the head off the Umpires for their unfairness..and </div><div>we came up with our own cheer as opposed to the boys "Goo Kapan" which i say is an amazing rhyme..which never leaves your head..we sang.."Mutaa Gahanna Baa...///" in our tired voices..hearing us sing..the boys were smiling...and they were given inspiration and the extra push needed..</div><div><br /></div><div>Last over...</div><div>15 runs off 6 balls...</div><div>we were in creeps...in tippi-toes...</div><div>but we never stopped cheering...</div><div><br /></div><div>i tell you hearing us cheer in one voice "Mutaa gahanna baa"really put down the spirit of the final batsman...and made him excited..even thought we were cheering against a bunch of around 25 Indian Boys..we still went on..</div><div><br /></div><div>Two straight sixes...</div><div>and we were loosing hope...</div><div><br /></div><div>A free hit and we knew it was closer to the time where we get on our knees and starts praying..</div><div>But the last balls were simply miraculous...</div><div>and we WON..with a margin of just two runs..</div><div><br /></div><div>WEREN'T WE PROUD.. ECSTATIC..</div><div>jumping around the benches and ground..we all celebrated not just the team but the whole batch...</div><div>we all felt the bond of True comradeship...True passion for sport and True friendship...</div><div><br /></div><div>We realized..girls or boys...Sri Lankans or not...team-member or just a well-wisher...</div><div>We are one batch and one family and that we need everyones support to succeed...</div><div><br /></div><div>Important lessons learnt with the building of one strong bond between all of us..</div><div><br /></div><div>all this from just a few matches!!amazing...</div><div><br /></div><div>Love life..and learn...</div><div>God Bless..</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-5160910966086773040?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-16398050131134473152010-03-27T01:39:00.001+04:002010-03-27T02:05:08.499+04:00ok...sooo Finally Easter holidays!!!yeppi and here i am writing a post when i should be cuddled under my beloved quilt and snooring my life away...because it's 2am...lol...I am Insane...:)<div><br /></div><div>But since i'm so used to sleeping late i'm waiting up to write some notes...and Relax...relax from the utter rush of a students life...rush of work..rush of shopping...rush of travelling...etc..you get it don't you...</div><div><br /></div><div>Now it's spring here and the funny thing is i found my self sweating at 22 Celsius and missing the skin biting cold..how people adapt right!!!:)</div><div>Well that means that it is finally time for me to wrap away and store those horrible thermals and winter wear and take out my summer cloths and flipflops..yeppi...gosh i'm honestly sick of sneakers...</div><div><br /></div><div>today after rushing from one bank to another paying bills and rent...jeez it was exhausting since all the bills come in Georgian and we had to find people who speak English right...we got home..and was so Hungry plus too lazy to cook that we bought a Pound of bread to eat with left over Potato curry and chili paste...(i love bread and chili paste..)and do you know what???I ATE 5 SLICES...i record for me..and i'm worried..i have been eating way to much this winter..UGHHHHH..that's the bad part about this climate...you can eat..and eat...and eat and never stop...so we four gals for the first time ate one and a half pounds of bread!!!I'm anyway a bit (not a lot..as my friends say..they are just too kind..)chubby so i seriously need to watch out my weight..and do you know what ...today when i got up in the morning..i over heard SL and CP discussing to add ENSURE and SUSTAGEN to my morning milk if i reduce the amount of food i consume..they are worried i know..but so am i..so i'm going to relax next time...and just make my own milk..lol..:P</div><div><br /></div><div>And Turkish food can be amazing if you know what to order...after church today..one of our friends took us out for a very early dinner at a Turkish restaurant!!and the brinjal curry was amazing...Now that's what i call chillaxing and relaxing...well as you can imagine..i was the bite of the day!!!hehehehe..it always happens..i always...always./..always..gets bugged..and i'm yet to find the reason for such attraction..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>Can you let me know your theories...</div><div><br /></div><div>Sooo anyway 10 days worth of holidays are here...</div><div>so theres a surprise Birthday Party to organize which we are going to throw for our roomie..SL...(very excited)</div><div><br /></div><div>and also there s the First Cricket Match of the season in Uni..between the Sri Lankan Students and Indian Students...TODAY..:)</div><div><br /></div><div>Cant wait for it....:)..GO SRI LANKA..!!!!fingers crossed...</div><div>shoot...this is the time you really need a Sri Lankan flag..cant believe i forgot one..:(</div><div><br /></div><div>anyways me off to relax in peace..with midterms creeping up on me once the holidays are over...yikesssss...</div><div><br /></div><div>hehehehe..</div><div>Breath Everyone..and don't forget to just ..RELAX...</div><div>Happy Smiles..</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-1639805013113447315?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-39299887703203095162010-03-25T23:57:00.000+04:002010-03-26T00:28:46.011+04:00hey...<div>sorry have been away for quite sometime...</div><div>was buried with term papers and quizzes...and finally weekend..and so i can once again breath normally..</div><div><br /></div><div>Clumsy is like totally me...hehehe..for the past week we got up late 3 times and practically ran all the way down the main road for lectures!!!lol...you know why...Because i have gotten up for the alarm...offed it and slept again....soo it was a Huge rush..where we had to dash in to the bathroom...make milk...make breakfast...get ready..find shoes...find socks...find pens and books and run off...like mad women...lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>Then there was also the time when we started cooking dinner at 11pm...lol...because we simply forgot to eat..:)</div><div><br /></div><div>And the most happening of all was ...nope..let me correct the most embarrassing of all happened to me..:(</div><div>Well here it goes...</div><div>It was another beautiful day..lol..</div><div>and we were in class..had a shape term paper...and was happy as honey-birds...</div><div>It was one of those moisture days..you know....my roomie..SL slips on the stairs and luckily me being next to her..hold on to her hand so that she just slips off one step and stop...</div><div>Then right after i step onto the next step...I slip...and fall...NNNOOOOO more like slide on my butt a whole staircase down to the lobby area...</div><div><br /></div><div>Where are my faithful friends..Laughing hysterically at me from the top of the stair case...</div><div>and here i am..seated on the last step unable to get up because my butt hurts sooo bad...they remember...come dashing for my rescue..a little bit too late..as around 50 Georgian student stop everything and stare at me...(Embarrassing..and i couldn't even get up..)and then comes my friend and they are tugging at me...to help me get up..while i try to shoosh them away to see if my butt actually exists..:(..and finally i had to yell at them "Stop touching me"..to make them calm down..lol..which drew another set of stares..lol..let it be noted that i'm still seated..</div><div>and after a huge effort i stand up...it hurt BAD ..trust me..</div><div><br /></div><div>And some other Sri Lankans who witnessed the whole spectacle..asked me giggling if i needed Fastrum..lol...i said thanks and took it..lol...my dearest roomie....who i blame solely for making me fall...(i lost my balance because i tried to save her..lol;)...)innocently offered to prepare steamed cloth to keep on the bruise...</div><div><br /></div><div>and i still cant sit properly without wincing....</div><div>Now i know what i'm Allergic for..it's Stair cases...:) </div><div><br /></div><div>Watch where you climb...:)</div><div>God Bless...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-3929988770320309516?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-58422340678222751142010-03-20T17:46:00.000+04:002010-03-20T18:38:08.465+04:00So any student deserve to have a break once in awhile right??especially if the said student had an Exam filled... Quiz filled week...<div><br /></div><div>So we decided to take the Friday off and thus decided to plan out the week-end productively so that we wont have to cram during the last moment as we did during the past week...</div><div><br /></div><div>After heading home we all went to have decent sleeps...:)and got up to download movies and to chat about the week past!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>We started looking up Movie Trailers on YouTube...we all decided that we should watch a horror movie...:D</div><div><br /></div><div>So the movie trailer which i choose was Drag me to hell..as everyone flatly refused to watch Paranormal activity...</div><div><br /></div><div>SG and CP were so excited to watch the movie and said that they love watching horror movies....so i told them to watch the trailer and download the movie...</div><div><br /></div><div>SG loaded the trailer and started watching..halfway through it she is only watching the subtitles with a paper to close the screen..and lol...starts screeching and blaming the director for not warning the viewer before the monster appears out of the screen...lol....isn't that like the point of the movie....then SL and i realized that in the end it is going to be only the two of us watching the movie properly with our Kid sisters...</div><div><br /></div><div>After deciding to cook noodles so that we had ample time to watch two movies as the akki's suggested and demanded that we watch Valentines day after the horror movie...hahahaha</div><div><br /></div><div>Then as soon as we started eating there comes a powercut...</div><div>CP holds my hand in a threatening grip and doesn't allow me to move and get the match box to light the gas cooker as we didn't have any candles in the house..then we hear SG holding on to SL not allowing her to move...the nangi's burst out laughing at the ironic situation..finally i had to drag CP with me around the house looking for the torch and match box..lol..it was so funny...she was talking non-stop to calm herself...</div><div><br /></div><div>Finally after getting enough light we were threatened by the akki's not to make weird noises without any warning after SG almost jumped out of the skin when CP threw some water into the sink...lol...SL and i knew that we are gonna have one fun tonight!!!:D</div><div><br /></div><div>After light are back we headed to watch the movie...</div><div>It was only i and SL who watched and enjoyed the movie...as we noticed CP grabbing her books and reading aloud and studying as hard as we've ever seen her during the Scary parts...and SG closing her eyes with a short-note and reading only the subtitles...and also did i tell you that she had one ear closed...lol...must have thought that closing one ear would make the movie less scarier...</div><div><br /></div><div>For me honestly who spent two sleepless nights after watching Paranormal Activity..this didn't make much of an impact and me and SL were merrily laughing at all the gross scenes...</div><div><br /></div><div>Then we started right on watching Valentines Day as the akkis were honestly terrified..so after bugging them till they got sick of us...we watched Valentines day...Half of it..as it was not fully downloaded...hehehehe..</div><div><br /></div><div>Then since we were not sleepy we all decided dive in to our mountain of Homework!!!</div><div>Halfway through it...</div><div>SG falls asleep on the couch..</div><div>SL decides to watch Lost because she is too sleepy to concentrate...</div><div>CP is listening to songs...</div><div>Penny..hehehe..on facebook...</div><div><br /></div><div>Very unproductive aren't we.????lol</div><div>Then after dragging myself to the books i decided to send SG off to bed because the way she was sleeping would give her a chronic backache..</div><div><br /></div><div>We woke her up..and she flatly refused to go sleep alone and insisted that she was gonna sleep there..so we covered her up with a blanket and set to work...</div><div><br /></div><div>It's 3 am,,,and we are all dropping on our books..and me and SL decided that we need to really WAKE UP..</div><div>It all started with the Rambari Song...and me getting up and jumping up and down,head banging to the music...lol... embarrassing..but i guess i was too sleepy:S..</div><div>and SL gladly joined me and we went oooonnn dancing with wired moves..while CP hopped about videoing us....</div><div>End result...</div><div>CP looked like the angel without wings...</div><div>SL looked she had too much of butt to shake..</div><div>SG like she was drunk sleeping with all the noise..(she didn't move even an eyelid)</div><div>Penny(Me)..looked like a polar bear jumping around!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>Hehehe..the videos were saved with caution to renew our memories when we are old and grey!!!to which i exclaimed that my kids are going to be so embarrassed when they see me dancing like that.i totally need to work on my style..:S..hehehe</div><div><br /></div><div>After that we decided to end the movie night as it was 4am..shut our books...and laptops...and headed to the bedrooms...after the lights go out...</div><div>5 mins pass..</div><div>SL and i see two figures with long hair...just like in the Ring coming through our door...</div><div>hehehehehe</div><div>It was CP and SG...</div><div>they came..no questions asked... jumped into our beds to sleep...and threatened us into silence...hehehe..</div><div>even after Valentines Day..</div><div>a little homework session..</div><div>and dancing...</div><div>They were still freaked out..</div><div><br /></div><div>ALL in all we still love our two akki's to death...</div><div>SL and i are planning on making them watch Missed call tonight!!!lol...wink...wink...shooosh...it's our secret!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>Byeeee..</div><div>Happy times...:)</div><div>God bless.. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-5842234067822275114?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-3569375655197714262010-03-18T01:14:00.000+04:002010-03-18T01:14:17.497+04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_BKb1abhVA/S6FBXdLTeHI/AAAAAAAAABI/hK0ICmX5G00/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_BKb1abhVA/S6FBXdLTeHI/AAAAAAAAABI/hK0ICmX5G00/s320/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449708895319849074" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;">ok...sooo i have been posting alot of wonder stories about our many adventures..but i have never formally introduced all of us to you...<br /><br />there are four of us..living in a dear little apartment in the Beautiful Country called Georgia..for those who are not very good in Geography it's bordering the Black sea near Turkey and Russia...<br />There is CP...the big akki...Then there is SG...alsooo an akki..:)Then finally my roomie SL..and yours truly Penny...<br />Well we are a very happy little family who always try to live very quiet and responsible lives!!!lol...<br />The things that happen to us on a daily basis is really intersting soo i thought i would jot down a few for you all soo that you might get a wiff of all our personalities...<br />For an instance it's spring here now....but it's skin biting cold for the 4 of us since we,hail from the tropical paradise and have to bundle ourselves daily to go to uni when all the Georgian students come with stockings and jackets..:)<br />Once SL...was in such a hurry to get to uni as we were running late ...she just walked three stories down before she realised that she was still wearing her Bata Slippers....<br />Then there is CP who tends to take around 15 mins to really wake up after a nap..spilt Milk Powder on her BLACK denims one moring and didnt realise it untill we almost stepped out of the house..non-of us wanted to know how her milk tasted like that day..lol...<br />Then CP again yelled "COLD...WHOAAAAAAA"..when the water was emiting steam and was burning Hot...:)<br />Then there is SG who loads songs on youtube daily and plays and dances when we cook...lol...and then she also puts on the headset when we are studying so that she wont disturb us but sings Songs so loudly and she doesn't think that it disturbs us...<br />Then there is yours truly...ME...i am like the most sensible of the lot...lol...doesn't finish up the stock of chocolates...who dosen't fall asleep with open eyes during lectures and who doesn't seem to have this uncanny ability to make Very young boys fall for her...vice versa..lol..;)<br />Then there was also the time when the sun was shinning bright one morning and yours truly suggested that we leave our jackets behind and go to uni in sweaters for once...it was great...reminded us sooo much of home and the loving warmath of the sun...and we enjoyed the warmath for precisly half an hour at uni before the Sun dissapeared and the Cold heaved over us...after a Cold Teeth chattering lecture with joined stares and mumblings from all my flatmates we all dashed back home to get our jackets during our 10min.break during classes...lol...<br />As in today...after having Quizzes the whole week we all came home to sleep..and we all jumped on to the beds and cocooned ourselves in our belovad flowery quilts...and fell into...deep sleeps...then Rings an annoying phone..i drag myself out of Bed cursing the caller..and pick up the line to a Georgian speaking caller who just mutters..and i just listen..tell him i dnt understand a word he is saying and keep the line..as soon as i reach the bed the Phone rings AGAIN..you know how annoying that is...right when your really sleepy..then my roomie offers to pick up the phone and she drags herself out while i snuggle in...same caller...jobless...now we are both mad..and we refused to walk back to the phone again..and the Phone rings AGAIN....no answer...AGAIN...no answer..i pull the quilt up with ditermination..with no reason whatevr to answer the call...then i can here CP..cursing and dragging herself out of the bed to answer the phone...and as sleepy as she was...she answers the phone with.."HELLO...who is speaking here..."..lol..and listens...slams the phone..comes back...leaves the receiver off the hook and walks off....the annoying noise comes from the phone...she walks in...and wripps the phone cord off...and heads off to bed....lol...<br />well since we are a very unpredictable lot it seems like the Georgia as well is adapting to us...as i was posting about Spring Flowers once and told you that NOW is supposed to be the spring..Well IT SNOWED...!!!!<br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;">Typical right???</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;">be good...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;">God Bless..:)</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-356937565519771426?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-17907116115637168552010-03-15T23:14:00.000+04:002010-03-16T00:39:32.952+04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_BKb1abhVA/S56Z4densXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rTAPuEkUfIU/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_BKb1abhVA/S56Z4densXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rTAPuEkUfIU/s320/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448961794429661554"></a><br />So..people say when i'm around it's never boring..because unlike some blessed people who have the grace to lead peaceful lives...mine is sooooo unpredictable and very very very ....hehehe..why dont you come up with a name after you read this...<div><br /></div><div>Well since we were gonna be having quizzes the whole week i was up till 3.30am pouring over the books...therefore as i'm the only one who usually hear all 4 alarms go off in the house and since i was dog tired, we all overslept...One of my roommates calmly got up around 8am and screamed...</div><div>We have lectures at 9am....Yikes!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>So we all rushed about...I went off to boil the milk and take the chocolate out..one went off to make breakfast and two rushed to brush teeth...after screaming at the bathroom door at one an another we managed to brush,wash,change and eat all by 8.40am...i call it an achievement...</div><div><br /></div><div>Then half ran to Uni..thank God it's just a 10 min walk away.... </div><div>After having a enjoyable Georgian lesson first..we were exclaimed to be "Karthia Shweli"(Good Childern) by the teacher..and she said she loved Sri Lankan students as they are very Smart...plus points isn't it....</div><div><br /></div><div>Then we had a very boring general Lecture...in which we had to cover for a boy saying that the reason he was missing throughout the lecture was because he was in the Toilet..:P..when he went home to sleep as he had a very late night...lol..wink...wink...and the lecturer actually believed us...:D</div><div><br /></div><div>Then during the break me and one of my flatmates ran out of the classroom on a very important bathroom emergency..and searched unsuccessfully on 2 multiple floors for bathrooms..and finally decided to ask some Georgian Students for directions...so with my best Sri Lankan smile i went up to her and asked in half sign/half English...where the bathroom was and they giggled and pointed up and walked away...we were lost!!!lol...count on us to go and ask some NON-English speaking Georgian students the way to the Bathroom..my friend suggested that we yell.."Suchie Gogo"(Bad Girl-in Georgian)and run off...But we opted for the safer method of just walking back to class with half-sad smiles..</div><div><br /></div><div>After the lecture me and my said friend dashed into the next building to head to the only toilet we knew and was stranded at a toilet with a broken door..so as one did the job the other had to turn her back and hold the door closed...why???why???why??meeeeeeeee....:S</div><div><br /></div><div>then after another quiz at the next class in which we all did pretty well thanks to the late nights we pulled off the weekend.we headed home...One exclaimed loudly that it was bedtime for her..while the other three of us battled all the way home for a turn in the bathroom for a Nice Hot Water Bath...</div><div>Can you guess what we found when we got home???</div><div><br /></div><div>NO WATER again...ughhhh this city!!!! and their main export is mineral water...one of my furious flatmates insisted that the Georgian Government was cutting our water to export water!!!...does it even make sense???lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>Then i settled into type away my notes for the day and the others headed into their own worlds for awhile..when suddenly we hear a gushing noise..from the Kitchen...and....WHOA.....</div><div>After yelling to see if anyone switched the washing machine on..one friend went in and yelled...</div><div><br /></div><div>Our Bathroom was flooding...water supply has been restored with so much pressure that our Hand/Bide Shower was split and blasting...</div><div><br /></div><div>And since i was fully wired in a jacket...and jeans..i volunteered to get drenched in the freezing water to go solve the problem... while i rolled my jean legs up...i asked my other friend to zip off my jacket...and do you know what she did...she tried to pull off the jacket UNZIPPED off my head...i understand that she was excited!!!but it's my head...and while i was yelling to her to let me go...and having a neck wrestle another friend jumped in and tied the connection...</div><div>lol...by this time with the jacket off..finally ..i jumped into help pull out rugs full of water...these world war 2 building are so old that if water leaks on the floor the neighbor below gets a bath of their own..</div><div>so..can you believe it..we used all the carpets in the house to soak up the water...hehehehe...just a split second idea by one of us..and we dont know who's it was..lol...after ruining the carpets and calling on the neighbors to apologize...and our landlady to complain..</div><div>we set about trying to dry the place as much as we could before our landlady arrives...</div><div>cute son or not...this was going to get us so busted...</div><div><br /></div><div>then one with a vacuum cleaner and one with a hair dryer, we crammed ourselves around the toilet...drying the place...yuckyy right???but trust me the dryer really works and then we had to sacrifice one of our dining serviettes to wipe the water off the walls and the toilet seat cover...:D</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I thought these timely adventures happened only in movies...but since i'm involved..i tell you these things tend to always happen to me.alot..lol..</div><div>then after laughing ourselves out...and getting scolded in mixed English and Georgian by our landlady who thinks we purposely broke the Pipe???i mean why would we do that...right???with our hearts a bit wounded we thought that ...it was time that we are so going to get kicked out...</div><div><br /></div><div>But since by some luck out Landlady loves us or something....she said that we are forgiven and sent the plummer over to fix the problem..i mean it was not our fault even,,,,stupid water pressure..but try explaining that to a women who hardly speaks any English...</div><div><br /></div><div>I guess she felt sorry for me...as i tried my best to explain to her that we would never let the water leak if we could help it..that she finally turned to me and said ...</div><div><br /></div><div>"I give you my Son LUKA's number..you call him if anything happens...He come and Help you...Yes??"</div><div><br /></div><div>JACKPOT...hehehehe...how can i say NO to that...Number of the cute son is almost worth all the ruined carpets...lol...</div><div><br /></div><div>so i innocently replied..."Madhu Loba Eka"(Thank you Eka)</div><div><br /></div><div>And lead her out of the door...to turn back to the mesmerized utterly surprised expressions of my flatmates...which obviously asked the same question..."How on earth did you do that just now"...</div><div><br /></div><div>Well what can i say..i'm just one of a kind of a person...if you know what i mean...;)</div><div><br /></div><div>Smile always,</div><div>Every Dark Cloud has a Silver Lining....</div><div>God Bless..</div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-1790711611563716855?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-76966120461446792302010-03-13T21:20:00.000+04:002010-03-13T21:57:25.942+04:00after yesterdays dilemmas...and pouring over volumes of hard texts..i slept late...<div><br /></div><div>i mean i got up like at 11am...hehehehe..and let me tell you it felt great!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>then after we all managed to pull ourselves out of bed we figured that our landlady said that she is gonna send her LITTLE son to check our many bathroom problems....OHHH NOOO...</div><div><br /></div><div>THE HOUSE WAS DUSTY....and WE WERE STILL IN OUR PIJAMA'S..</div><div><br /></div><div>Then as one dashed into the bathroom to take a bath the rest of us took out the brooms and vacuum to arrange the house...As i vacuumed the carpets..one was dusting the furniture and one sweeping..then as soon as the bathroom got free the next one dashed in and the other resumed the dusting...</div><div>and then i went in..and they moved into arranging the beds and the kitchen area...</div><div>As soon as i come out in my Bathrobe the doorbell rings...</div><div>Yikes!!!!</div><div>I dash into the room...thankfully the girls had finished the dusting and arranging of the whole house!!!</div><div>I hear my roommate getting into a panic attack saying that there's a Man at the door..so i yell at her in Sinhalese asking to check before she opens the door and not to open if it's a beggar...</div><div><br /></div><div>Then the next roommate goes for her rescue...and opens the door to discover a young BOY with a pad and a pen...and he mutters in Georgian...and my friends are unsuccessfully trying to understand him..so i go out..mind you in my bathrobe and figure out that the poor boy is the GAS Meter reader..and he had been yelling"GUS...GUS..."hehehe...to make my friends understand...did i tell you that one of my other friends offered him 20GEL..(equivalent of Rs.1400) for no apparent reason...she thought that he would talk in English if we gave him money...hehehe..she was that frustrated about people talking in Georgian to her...lol..thankfully the poor guy was even more terrified and pushed the Gas List to our faces...finally with a cheeky smile...he walked in..</div><div><br /></div><div>We were a sure site...</div><div>One with dripping wet hair..right after a bath...</div><div>One in her PJ's ...</div><div>One with a towel wrapped around her hands...</div><div>And yours truly in her beloved Bathrobe...:)</div><div><br /></div><div>Then we lead him in a parade to the kitchen towards the Gas Meter and he leaves after winking at our friend with the wet hair...I MEAN COME ON...hehehe..it was hilarious...</div><div>was wet hair more appealing than a towel, PJ's and a bathrobe....we were howling with laughter..</div><div><br /></div><div>after preparing kadala theldala....</div><div><br /></div><div>The doorbell rings again..and thankfully we are all dressed..and i answer the door to the most cutest Georgian Boy i have ever seen...</div><div><br /></div><div>He was just smiling an utterly sweet smile and extended his hand to me and said..</div><div>"I am LUKA, Eka's Son..came here about the Tap leak.."</div><div><br /></div><div>Omg...Now we were expecting a young 14yr older to walk in...and in walks this BOY...he was tall and good looking..and for a moment what we all did was stare at him until my friend had the sense to lead him towards the bathroom...lol...</div><div>And it was up to me again to explain to him the problem with the leakage and he said that he cant fix it...took a call to his mother(our landlady)and she said that she will send the plummer over to fix it...</div><div><br /></div><div>And as suddenly as he came..our Cute Georgian Boy left with the same reluctant shy smile of his...</div><div>And we promised ourselves to bother our landlady more with plumbing problems...</div><div>How Kiddish can we get right!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>But yet the day provided us with enough laughs to keep wide smiles on our faces...</div><div>Sometimes...</div><div>The little incidents that happen to us bring us much Joy if we have the time and patience to enjoy them...</div><div><br /></div><div>So happy and wide smiles..</div><div>God Bless...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-7696612046144679230?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-39542610451690628932010-03-12T20:44:00.000+04:002010-03-12T21:04:39.261+04:00i'm naturally a happy person...a very chirpy, giggly, happy person....<div>A person who loves life and doesn't want to hurt anyone....</div><div><br /></div><div>But today was not a happy day!!!and also because i'm not a very emotional person and since all my flatmate's are going through personal crisis's of their own..i'm turning to my favorite frustration output method...writing....:(</div><div><br /></div><div>sooo Apartment Issues Again...</div><div>after a full day of lectures and spending an additional 3 hours in the library buried amongst complex books we come home to find ...NO...WATER...</div><div>No water to wash...No water to go to the bathroom....No water to cook...:(</div><div>after screaming at the water board!!!we decided to stay put till the water returns...two went for a nap and i sat waiting....with another friend doing home work...</div><div>After water supply is restored!!!the shower starts leaking non-stop...and the toilet flush doen't work!!!</div><div>UNFAIR!!!!</div><div>soo we switch-off the water supply and try to adjust!!!thinking it's something to do with the sudden water cut...</div><div>BUT now our Hall Bulb and our Bathroom Bulb burns out....</div><div>I CAN JUST SCREAM.....saying that i wish i was an avatar and living in Pandora right now...</div><div><br /></div><div>Since i'm the only one who can basically talk intelligibly to our landlady (who is fluent only in faint English)..i had to give her a trillion of phone calls because she was out of credit to call me...:(</div><div>AND NOW ..I'm out of Credit...and have no money to reload my phone till Monday!!!!(very sad)</div><div><br /></div><div>Then Disaster number two was having to call one of the Seniors who knows Georgian and bother him to call up Our landlady and explain to her our dilemma...seems like after spending all my credit calling her...she didn't have a clue on what i was talking about....:(</div><div>Let me tell you that we have been bothering this particular senior from the day we arrived in Tbilisi..on water...toilet...and apartment issues...and obviously he was a bit annoyed and that hurts...i don't like to bother people like that...soooo</div><div><br /></div><div>Here i am typing away...letting all my sadness and anger flow....i'm SAD...i'm Depressed and i just wished that i wouldn't have to be a pain to People like this...</div><div><br /></div><div>I want to..i want to..i want to..live in Pandora....</div><div><br /></div><div>Hoping for a better tomorrow yet... </div><div>.............................</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-3954261045169062893?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-12296297714061509872010-03-09T19:04:00.000+04:002010-03-09T21:35:32.598+04:00hhhmmm..kind of a cliche...<div>But seriously it was a great day thanks to some boys who made it such a memorable day for us...</div><div>This was another Holiday for us on this beautiful Eastern European Capital...isn't it great!!!This country sure knows how to respect and Love women...</div><div><br /></div><div>well it was a pouring day here and we were stuck in our apartment sadly pondering how to celebrate this day of ours...:(</div><div><br /></div><div>and to make things worse we had a ton of Homework to complete..</div><div><br /></div><div>then some of the malli's who live nearby called us up and rescued us by inviting us for dinner.And we were happy..but since they lived like 5 mins away and since we were too chicken to step out of the house after dark we had to decline it... </div><div><br /></div><div>But..the nice boys said that they were coming to our place to COOK FOR US...how sweet can you get right..</div><div>since we had to go and get the nice boys something we went desert shopping our favorite part of shopping and brought chocolate cake and peach cheese cake....yummy...And on our way back we were greeted by a lot of men...in Georgian...but we didn't know what meant so as usual we smiled and hurried away...:)(we assumed they wished us a happy womens day)...</div><div><br /></div><div>and then the beloved mallis arrived with pots and pans with rice ,parippu ,chicken to cook for us....They even bought us a handmade card!!!how CUTE is that right???</div><div>They made us feel so much at home...the highlight of the day was one of our flatmate's who just got up from a nap..walked into the living room and sleepily wished the boys a happy valentines day!!!and she couldn't figure out why we were laughing and the little boys looked stunned.hehehe...</div><div>then we were chased to our living room to study and ladan with rock music the boys set to work cooking...</div><div><br /></div><div>Three hours later...we were still waiting..:S...but the smell from the kitchen was intoxicating...</div><div>then the boys announced that dinner was ready after refusing any help from us even to clean up...</div><div><br /></div><div>The cooking was heavenly...i mean it boys can cook...Chicken curry, Umbalakada sambol rice, parippu curry and ala thel dala....they treated us like princesses...every girls dream...</div><div><br /></div><div>they reminded us why we love men so much and that no matter what we need them and they are always a part of our lives...</div><div><br /></div><div>then after being pampered and treated into awesome food we were even provided with entertainment as the boys stayed on a little bit more and filled us on in their own utterly hillarious adventures..and shortcomings...ever heard of wasing clothes in the dead of the night and finding icicles on them in the morning..i mean who does that in Georgia.??..</div><div><br /></div><div>Then one of the boys sang a original Sinhalese song which made us all sigh with longing for old school days and and the carefree days we always seem to enjoy just being a Sri Lankan kid. </div><div><br /></div><div>it was a day of fun and made my flatmate's tear with simple joy...which we all needed and i found my self practically rolling on the ground in hysteria...</div><div><br /></div><div>while the cold rain beat on our window and while the cold mist pressed against the glass trying to bring about coldness and gloominess into our little home..we found warmth,peace, joy and buckets full of love in the hearts of our friends and fellow Sri Lankans...</div><div><br /></div><div>Thank you boys for making our day special and for keeping us smiling always...Happy Womens and Mens Day to all..you all deserve to be appreciated...</div><div><br /></div><div>Happy smiles..</div><div>God Bless.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-1229629771406150987?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-29443279417991091842010-03-08T11:56:00.000+04:002010-03-08T12:17:45.313+04:00Ok so Winter is nice but we arrived a bit late...so we missed the snow....sniff...sniff...but the plus point is that i might have a lot more years to witness the full Georgian winter...<div><br /></div><div>The Georgians told us that this time the winter was very mild and that we missed it all...also mentioned that our timing of arrival was perfect as the winter was ending and spring was approaching...yeah!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>That reminds me of all the books I've read of European authors which always contained of lovers bringing spring flowers and kids picking the first flowers of the season for their mothers'...how sweet and nice sometimes life is???we tend to forget...</div><div><br /></div><div>But did i tell you that the first experience for us of this mild winter was getting out of the Tbilisi airport at 7.30pm into the teeth chattering and skin biting cold air...where did the mild part of the winter go...</div><div><br /></div><div>But yet i'm alive and still surviving..i miss the sun and the warmth of home and the dreadful yet rhythmic cranking of my ceiling fan at home, but when i think about it...i'm settling in to appreciate the coldness...the chilly nights clutching notebooks and steamy coffee...studying the nights away...</div><div><br /></div><div>well obviously our stock of essential food ran out and had to set out another trip to Wagsal..this time alone...:S...hehe...</div><div>it was HOLIDAY at uni..yeppi...but we didn't know why??we thought is was a Georgian Holiday!!</div><div><br /></div><div>And we set off...</div><div><br /></div><div>We were greeted by fresh HUGE red roses, Carnations, Huge Gerber-as(is this how you spell it), Gorgeous Tulips and Wild flowers....</div><div><br /></div><div>We were in Paradise...there were bunches and bunches of them for sale on the roadside...</div><div>Then the bright idea clicked me..Georgians are celebrating the Spring..the FIRST spring flowers have poped out...</div><div><br /></div><div>all along the way we "AAAAHHH"ed and "OOOOHHH"ed at the flowers..seeing little kids buy flowers..husbands and men buying flowers...</div><div><br /></div><div>That made me want to buy flowers....because i'm such a flowers person..after bugging the guys for around an hour we got them to buy us flowers..lol...</div><div><br /></div><div>and we went home happy as honey birds hands laden with wild flowers...</div><div><br /></div><div>when we wet home and some Seniors came to give us some books one saw our vase full of flowers and exclaimed!!!</div><div>"ooohhhhh how sweet did you buy flowers ????are you gonna mail a picture to your mum...sooo sweet of you all to celebrate Georgian mothers Day...."</div><div><br /></div><div>WHAT???/</div><div>So00 like me.lol.the flowers were not for spring but for mothers day!!!!ooops....</div><div>and the guys bought us flowers...disaster...but the livable kind..</div><div><br /></div><div>and then there was all of us skype calling our mothers to tell them how much they mean to us..and how they alway enlighten our lives..</div><div><br /></div><div>This Blog is dedicated to you Amma..i love you to death and miss you loads..and mostly i miss our times and our moments and our crazy things....which i always play in mind when ever i feel like i'm far away from you...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-2944327941799109184?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-10699088796809636352010-03-06T16:34:00.000+04:002010-03-06T16:59:54.741+04:00well since we cannot always afford to go buy our daily groceries and other necessities from supermarkets and super stores...the senior Sri lankans decided to take us all to WAGSAL...<div><br /></div><div>Apparently we were told nothing about it...just to arouse our curiosity not even promises of chocolates would make them reveal anything to us about this place...</div><div><br /></div><div>And in the metro we were taken to Wagsal...</div><div><br /></div><div>When we climbed up the metro station to the wide streets...BEHOLD....IT WAS PETTAH...</div><div><br /></div><div>I mean it...i Georgian Pettah....simply amazing...made us all feel alot at home despite the skin biting coldness...</div><div><br /></div><div>It was a city square with full of pavement vegi shops and fruit carts....tiny shops which held amazing shoes, boots and many clothes and even the tiny accessory items...</div><div><br /></div><div>It was a low budget students dream place...because they had everything on the streets and underneath the tents.all you needed to know was a bit of Gorgian and how to bargain..and since we knew neither we were put under a wing of two Seniors who expertly navigated all the by lanes and took us to the shops that we needed to visit the most...</div><div><br /></div><div>Sadly many thought that we were Indians..it does make you mad sometimes when people get your country wrong. i mean Sri Lanka may be small but we are important and we have had leading personalities from our country right???One thought that i was Iranian???:S..haha..</div><div><br /></div><div>OMG...How we shopped...from rice to pots and pans to books to cookies...it can all be found here...</div><div><br /></div><div>thanks to the seniors we managed to get all our stuff...well may be most of the stuff because we tended to flip away to buy useless personal possessions other than the general marketing we came out to do...and we even heard the seniors exclaim in hushed tones..."gannawa...gannwa..iwarayak naaneadha??"(they are buying non-stop)...hehehe...</div><div><br /></div><div>They have chocolates and cookies and choco-iced biscuits for super cheap prices...mountains of biscuits and chocolates...it was a whole section of the city...a true paradise for a chocoholic like me...well then how can i not laden myself with around 3 kilos of chocs and biscuits..trust me it was that cheap....:)</div><div><br /></div><div>then after buying books...and an unsuccessful crusade for plastic containers..(georgians dont use plastic bottles...very sad)..and a sudden exclamation by one of my flatmates that she saw a Huge Rat..we decided to call it a day...</div><div><br /></div><div>With another Kachapuri(Cheese bread if you haven't read the other posts) in hand...we headed back home..to the sweet comfort of our beloved electric heater..</div><div><br /></div><div>we had a bad feeling that the seniors who took us around might never volunteer to take us shopping..lol...but we did buy them chocolates..hope that worked it's magic....</div><div><br /></div><div>see you soon..:)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-1069908879680963635?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-13340354577058638162010-03-06T15:55:00.000+04:002010-03-06T16:21:22.998+04:00What an amateur i am in this..i was sooo sleepy the last time i posed that i completely for got to add a title...:S<div><br /></div><div>Therefore that's the first thing i did...when i stared writing today...</div><div><br /></div><div>Well these Observations are very random things that you see in a typical Georgian life but which can be utterly new to the eastern Sri Lankan mind....</div><div><br /></div><div>Firstly our Landlady..she is utterly sweet and was thrilled to have girls living in her building that she failed to understand the fact that there are certain necessities for Sri Lankan girls which totally differ from Georgians..like a fully automatic washing machine..:s..hot water in the kitchen tap...A very good heater...and most importantly...a bide/hand shower in the toilet..She politely told us that she will get us a washing machine in 3 days..:S...disaster as for some of us....our allowed baggage clearance of 30kgs was not enough to bring in a lot of clothes along with winter jackets and a thundering 13kgs of books and not forgetting our beloved chutney,seeni-sambal,ambulthiyal,moju and cashewnuts from home...therefore obviously as yours truly and many others gave preference to the food and books...we had very limited amount of clothes...</div><div><br /></div><div>then the next issue..hot water..she must have expected our hands to be made out of wood because she pointed out that we dont need hot water in the kitchen, but later provided us with a pair of RUBBER gloves to use when washing dishes??:S..what about hands???</div><div><br /></div><div>a heater..well she gave us one ...which was electric and reminded us that electricity is very expensive here and to use it only in the night...let me tell you that when she was explaining this to us..it was mid morning..and after padding ourselves with triple layers of clothes and socks and jackets with the heater on we were still shivering...:)..and she was wearing a skirt and a blouse.why.why.why..lol...she found it very amusing that my hands were icy cold and told me that we will get used to it...hehehe..hopefully...</div><div><br /></div><div>then the Toilet shower...well after many complains and grumblings by us...lots of Big Impossibles from the landlady...and solutions provided to us by her with plastic buckets and cups we flatly refused to live there anymore without the hand/bide shower in the toilet..i mean how could you right???then came our landlady's mother who was delighted to see us and stated a lot of sweet words in Georgian(well we hoped it was sweet things)and explained to us that NO Georgian house has Bide/Hand showers that they use toilet paper...BUT...we are Sri lankans...eeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwww..How could we wipe and stay like that right???after a whole week of torture and grumbles...one of our Georgian Speaking Sri Lankan Senior students found us a plummer who would fix something at least similar to that to our toilet...we owe him alot..</div><div>And finally that issue was solved but that also only gives cold water...sooo you can imagine ...in the mornings...:S...but yet somethings better than nothing right...</div><div><br /></div><div>well theres more to come..in ...the Chronicals of Georgia...:)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-1334035457705863816?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-350445574564088072010-03-05T03:13:00.000+04:002010-03-05T03:30:43.031+04:00Hi Back...<div><br /></div><div>sooo here i am after quite an interval...</div><div>as i was telling about me making all the big decisions in my life i would have failed to mention that i am now away from home...</div><div><br /></div><div>it has been more than a week in this beautiful eastern europian country in which i have been enjoying immensely the diversity and the difference if the south and the east of the globe..</div><div>(Drum Roll)</div><div>i'm now living in Georgia...</div><div>not Georgia of the united states but the Georgia which formally belonged to the Soviet Union..</div><div><br /></div><div>and i will be here for quite awhile...:(</div><div><br /></div><div>but after being here for almost a week and a half i began to understand that i am quite flexible to the surrounding and have even developed a sudden weakness for KachaPuri(Cheese bread).</div><div><br /></div><div>well it is the most famous bread in here and kind of the cheapest.:S..as well...a full time student has to watch out when it comes to finances right???</div><div><br /></div><div>the first week was spent about by sS walking in the city, navigating the roads and the metro (YES...They do have the ride here...:D)and also locating the apartment, the market, general bazaar, church etc.</div><div><br /></div><div>then came the horrendous communicating issue as the older generation of Georgia only understand GEORGIAN or RUSSIAN...and NOT A WORD OF ENGLISH...it was all about guesswork and sign language and by now i have become the resident expert in communicating with Georgians....I call it all pure luck;)</div><div><br /></div><div>well I've got loads more to tell about the life here...</div><div>and loads of memories to document and i want to keep typing..</div><div>But my conscience is really bothering me about the LONG day i have ahead tomorrow...</div><div><br /></div><div>sooo take care..</div><div>God Bless..</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-35044557456408807?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446369536218626366.post-83927059560501355102010-03-02T00:31:00.000+04:002010-03-02T00:41:10.134+04:00Hello everyone...<div><br /></div><div>Well i'm finally here.Lately i have been involved in a LOT of new things and as one of my faithful friends suggested, i have finally started my own Blog..and i'm really excited...</div><div><br /></div><div>To start with...i have been really busy lately making lots of important decisions in my life and finally learning to grow up although in my heart deep down I KNOW that that's not going to happen...because...some people are meant to be kids at heart right????</div><div><br /></div><div>With the rush of growing up.Moving away from home and stepping up the ladder to a new dimension in my life i am learning a lot..from new languages, taking responsibility,shopping,managing finances and even house keeping....</div><div><br /></div><div>And my objective is to share with all a slice of my simple-yet-weird-in-a-good-way life and make lots and lots and lots of friends...</div><div><br /></div><div>Sooooo..till later...take care and stay safe...</div><div>God Bless...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4446369536218626366-8392705956050135510?l=robopenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Penny Sayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03131272795186010591noreply@blogger.com0