mind ure own

update: he wasnt hitting on me. he was disgusted that i was sweating soo much and was concerned about my sweating rate - therefore offered me a towel. he had never seen a woman WORK OUT FOR real perhaps.. hahaha. but yes, he was disgusted by my sweat rate. lol - i was actually quite proud.

so i went to work today... i usually work out. ok ok ok im lying, i start out strong like most and then fizzle out. but i attempt atleast 4 to 5 times a year... hahaha.
so back to point --

i went to work out today and since im on break i had all the time in the world. i did a warm up, and i did goooooooddd cardio work out. now when im working out, i had my IPOD blasting in my ears and sometimes its soo loud, i dont even know if im singing outloud.

so im working out.. busting it out on the eliptical.. listening to power music and all of a sudden i see someone saying stuff in my periphery. figured he was talkin to someone else, so i kept going and going. then he comes and taps my shoulder, i turned around almost taking his eye out. u dont sneak up on me, geez i grew up in BOMBAY BIATCH. (totally kidding there.. lol)

either way, i did turn around with a massively annoyed look, cause i was in my groove and he messed with it. i turn my IPOD down and be like "yea?" really pissed off. he says
"mam, would u like a towel, you seem to be sweating alot"

i looked at him and said NO! really annoyed.

STOP TRAFFIC here people and lets analyze this:
1. did you just interupt my workout - you never interupt someone's work out unless someone's dying and or ure name was etched onto the machine i was using.
2. you interupted my work out to ask me if i wanted a towel cause I WAS SWEATING ALOT???????????????????

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

lets see IM IN A GYM - YOU WORK OUT IN A GYM -- GENERALLY it goes, if you work out, you sweat..
so i was doing what im supposed to be doing -- why ask me if i wanted a towel cause im "sweating alot"..
geez, was he concerned that i might sweat soo much as to flood the place? lol. geeeeeeeeeeeeezzzzzzz, im not one of those ppl that go to the gym with make up on and cute little sports bra and tiny shorts and leave their hair down and shake their booty on the treadmil. I GO TO WORK OUT. may be he was surprised cause he never saw a girl sweat like that before.
the KEY here is INTERUPT my work out.

MIND URE OWN BUSINESS BIATCH!!!!!!!

i also hate it when ppl stare at you or wait on ure head for you to get done with the machine. hate it.. BACK THE HELL UP...
i also hate it when ppl come use the machine right next to you when u look and there's a 2 full rows of treadmils to use -- WHY did you come use the one NEXT TO ME? feeling lonely? get a pet, they're good to run with too.

excuse my rant, i was just quite annoyed, cause the kid kept staring at me the whole 2 hours i was there -- cause i was sweating. but it does bring up a good topic, "mind ure own business eh?"

red

so they say mars is the closest it's gonna be for a LONG time and the last time it was this close was then the neatherdals roamed the earth.... which was a LONNNNGGG ASSS TIME AGO.

figured, since i wont be alive to see it again, i looked for the red star per say.. and there it was..
shining bright in the sky. quite pretty might i add....
i tried to take pictures :( but my camera doesnt zoom that much and all the pictures ended up being a black sky.

but i encourage all of you to try see it.

MARS <---- click here. it kinda tells you how to find it and how long it'll be visible for and blah blah.. kinda cool.

thats all folks.. happy monday!!!

love is...

i used to do this on my old blog... so here i continue it. i think it was much needed for me... to remind me what LOVE really is. between the mess that is going on i needed something to pick me up.. so what is love??

well i cant capture it one post -- DUH!!! but here's a little fragment of what love is to me this week =)..

love is between a family and your heritage

him caring about you... even if its something little like putting on a blankie

making someone smile, by doing soemthing as simple as a card or a little NOTE you slip in before leaving

when someone CARES to remember and make it special. the smallest jester can bring much joy.

i dont talk much about the war and the troops, but well love is what the leave behind or what they have to look forward to -- what they FIGHT for

TRUST.

very glad i grew up with my grandparents, always got me out of trouble with dad =).

when a tough guy is willing to let his guard down for his lady. when he shows his true self

is not only amongst the living, but in remembering those that have gone far away and the legacy they left behind.

lastly, love is MUTUAL respect. love is EQUAL!

the good, the bad and the ugly

well folks the dreaded finals week is over. you know i never realized the classic "final" week descriptions were TRUE until this quater. usually, im prepared or well most times the case is that i dont care enough to put my self thru the lack of sleep and blah blah. i coasted thru undergraduate college studying in the day and VALUING my sleep more than staying up and studying that one last chapter.
haha i always said to my self "i need 8 hours of sleep to consolidate this learned information in my brain.. any more and i'll forget what i learned"... im good at convincing my self at things like that. grad school, obviously a different pace, although i still never cared enough to deprive my self of sleep.

hmm so this past week was horrendous might u say. here's the good, the bad, and well sadly, the ugly is REALLY ugly here. brace ure selves -- its a long ride.. AND SORRY, im starting with the ugly.

sunday night i find out from a friend that a girl was stabbed to death by her boyfriend 2 blocks from where she lives. as drastic as that sounded to me, she then tells me that it was a girl WE KNEW. that send chills down my spine and my entire body. it was a girl from my very own school, someone i took classes with. she had completed her masters in biomedical sciences and was accepted into med school.
now ive always preached about abusive relationships... i know THEY are hard to get out of. i know it. ive been there. ive been the victim of thinking "he's got a good heart, i know it, he'll change". you always want to assume that people are good inherently...

NO NO NO.. sometimes, sadly thru experience i have learned, that some PEOPLE JUST ARENT GOOD. no matter how much you want to believe it, some people just arent. its human nature to want to change the bad into good -- its a girl thing. we always date the "wild boys" , the "bad boys" and try change them into "good" -- we like that credit. i dont know why -- i know many girls right now that are in an abusive relationship

GET OUT!!!... even if its emotionally abusive. you never know what that person will snap. you would rather have your grandparents find you in a pool of ure own blood in the morning when they came to pick u up for breakfast????? thats how the girl was found. i know pretty graphic, but sometimes it takes that for people to realize - get out before its too late. you always think it wont happen to you, but the people that die, they too were average school going people. she was just another girl, from surbubia. just another bitter college student with alot of loans, trying to make a career. she was just another me... another you... another any one of us.

dont ever think it wont happen to you -- because YOU NEVER KNOW. trust me!! this hit home and hit home pretty clear. i am glad i got out of the crappy relationship i was in a year ago. i know its hard to walk away, but at the end of it all, you're better because u did. well mostly cause ure still breathing, and a strong woman for walking away.

sorry - i feel very passionate about this. especially, since somone i know is now not breathing. its quite hard to imagine that.. and mostly i tried my best to not do it, because i didnt want to deal with it. however, important you think that guy is, he really isnt.

phewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
now on a more lighter note -- from saturday until 10am wednesday, i have slept a maximum of 14 hours. hmmmmm 3 days - 14 hours... :( not looking good. on tu
every day i went to bed after midnight and woke up around 4:30am. i got me 24oz of coffee and breakfast, studied before the exam, took the exam and went and studied for the next days exam.

the lack of sleep caught up to me and my friends. on tuesday, the attempt of studying for my last final was failed. on tuesday -- this is how sad it was...

• i couldnt form sentences
• i was soo tired i was falling over and tripping over things
• my eyes were watering involuntarily
• my arms and legs were just BLAH
• i was taking REDDI WHIP SHOTS for SUGAR HIGH
• i was crashing ever 20 minutes
• if i wasnt talking, i was napping
• i was shaking, twitching, and acting like a crack addict. LOL

thats the BAD. i have never put in this much effort of waking up before sunrise and studying before a test. all those finals things ppl say - YUP TRUE. i ate like crap - finding whatever food high in sugar to keep me up. i was up drinking mountain dew, coffee with shots of expresso and well reddi whip. hahaha..

here's the GOOD -- IM DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yay!! this was my second to last academic quater on campus. i have ONE MORE TO GO and then i'll be out on rotations practicing and graduating in MAY OF 2008.. only 273 more days to go.

so be careful, stay safe and stay confident most of all. i think my life's goal is to NEVER make a decision that doesnt MAKE me happy directly or indirectly, because well - i have only one life to live and only oh so many years to have alot of fun in before responsibilities really set in.. so WELL ITS OK FOR ME TO BE SELFISH..

formaldehyde

Formaldehyde based solutions are used in embalming to disinfect and temporarily preserve human remains pending final disposition.
for further information - refer lovely wikipedia.com =)...

so why am i telling you whats used in embalming cadavers? well we also squirt it all over the lovely cadavers to keep them usable all the time. i mean in our lab its called the "life" juice or "fountain of youth" ..

so today is the last time i went into anatomy lab to study before my final tomorrow. wow, last time i'll EVER take anatomy. YAY!!!!!!

here's my lovely bloopers:
so over the years of being in anatomy lab, one thing you learn is how to adjust things without touching your body. the scrubs you wear in, touch the formaldehyde, touch the cadavers skin, fat, muscles, organs. sometimes if too much formaldehyde is squirted on there, it splashes back at you, blah blah blah...
so like i said, you make sure your gloves done come in contact with ure face, hair, or rest of body. so how do you fix a bra strap falling? or hair in ure face? or a yes wedgie or if ure pants are falling and you can see ure undies??
all PRACTICAL PROBLEMS that you come across.. well duh silly ... its called the
anatomy dance off!!!
hahahahaha its the one butt cheek dance for the wedgie
the raise ure elbows and swing at 'em dance for the bra strap
shimmie down the wall corner to fix the falling pants and undies situation
blow at 'em face for blowing away the hair in ure face or shake it off dance to move all the hair in the back...

when u put it all together, its hilarious!!!!! something me and my friends came up with over time.

so here's the funny anatomy story, you guys might not even find it funny cause it might end up with one of those "gotta be there" kinda things, but whatever -
so we're studying anatomy as usual, im all serious, talking about the hip joint and trying to find a ligament.. all of a sudden my friends SLAPS ... OH YES
SLAPS MY HAND WITH THE CADAVERS EXPOSED RECTUS FEMORIS (part of your quads in the thigh)
i looked up like wtf just slapped my hand, it looked human --- i was soo confused because i knew where her hands were. she was on the other side of the table, i couldnt figure out how she could slap me.
omg -- then she slaps my hand with the exposed SARTORIUS...
oh lord.. i was sooo confused, then i figured out that my friend was using random cadaver muscles to slap my hand.
we laughed for about 10 minutes... obviously people starred at us like we were idiots, but hey, we had a good laugh.

wish me luck..

ohhh just an FYI: formaldehyde, something that smells soo pungent and put on cadavers so you would never think so - but IS ACTUALLY AN APPETITE STIMULANT. yesss... did you ever think when you smelled a nasty ass stinky cadaver that almost makes you puke, it would also make you want to eat??????

60 years..

JAI HIND....
i was trying to tell my friends about how why i get all rattled up about terrorism or when somene says something about india and poverty or its population or pollution or whatever. i was trying my hardest to explain, why i got teary eyed when i heard songs from border or bagat singh.
i was trying and trying.. i even told them about lagaan and how i was at the edge of my seat the whole time. i told them about sarfarosh, and now i get all worked up when i hear that one song "sarforshi ke.. something something" .. i tried telling them about incidents like jalliya walla baag and leading revolutionists like bagat singh and subhash chndra bosh. i tried explaining to them what the meaning of the 3 different colors and the wheel on the flag really stands for. i tried.. and they GOT THE FACTS.

they understood that the british ruled over us for over 250 years.. they understood the basic meaning of the TRIANGA and the chakra, they understood the revolution and the partition.

WHAT THEY NEVER WILL EVER UNDERSTAND IS -- why i get teary eyed and ratteled up. why i wanna jump up and fight and argue everytime someone says something about india and how its not a great country. they will never understand my sentiments and my feelings towards my country. they didnt grow up with grandparents who lived in a world ruled by the british or parents who lived through live fire during wars with pakistan. they didnt grow up with terrorism and riots, they didnt grow up with the architecture and the stories.

i cant say its cause they didnt grow up in india, because ure indian no matter whether you grew up in india or not. yes, their sentiments might not be as strong as mine, but they are still there.

they will never understand it because THEY AREN'T indian. they all grew up in a already free america, where freedom wasnt valued, but rather taken granted for. yes, we do also take our freedom for granted, but well we have the constant terrorisms and wars to remind us what it really means to be free.

i am most proud to be indian and have grown up there. i am not one to brag about how proud i am or anything.. but lately ive been hearing alot about how india is just not good. after 60 years - its still poor and the population and corruption and blah blah blah..

yesss.. its got all this, but dear lord.. remember the GREAT depression in america??? lasted for yearss.. people died...economy plumetted blah blah. that was only couple decades after their independence. america only got its rise in income because of the WWI and WWII. we were still fighting for our independence then....

so yes.. i am proud to be an indian. infact, even though im an american citizen, i count my self as indian first and an american later. i barely count my self as an american infact. i was born and raised in india ;)!

so JAI HIND!!!

retail therapy...

well ive been putting in ALOT of work at school, working and tutoring. ive also had extra stress put into my life by ex-friends and ex-boyfriends recently.. just unwanted drama -- i thought it was ABOUT TIME I TREATED MY SELF..

so i had been eyeing this red Aldo bag for this whole quarter, since mid June. i finally bought and lucky me it was also on sale..

yipeeee.. and i also treated myself to a nice lunch at olive garden. it was a nice lovely afternoon spend with some good friends.. A mucchhh needed afternoon.

so here's my retail therapy

ahh yes.... my new precious... =)

just when you think its a PLAIN red purse, whats so special about that, i surprise you with my inner wild side ;)

and oh yes, ure eyes are right.. that's LEOPARD print interior details my friends. mama likes it, likes it a lot. subtlety is has its own sexiness.

my retail therapy went well and my cousins raksha bandhan money bought it for me ;)... love being a sister!!!

magnified...

after reading my sister's post the other day, i got to thinking and thinking hard. lol infact i got to such hard thinking that i neglected my homework (alright that was a bad excuse for not doing my hw, but i was thinking hard).

i thought about how my life would be portrayed if i was a public figure. it wasnt only my sister's post that got me thinking about this. recently abc family is promoting their new movie on princess diana and her 'LAST DAYS' .. and they keep playing that commercial where they ask questions like "did she really loves prince charles" "was there another man" "what happened... "

blah blah blah.. i mean she was just another married woman whose husband was far too busy to pay any attention to her. so may be she did involve her self into something else like charity and doing good for others. FOCUS ON THAT EH?? is charity and good that boring that you have to find a "SELLING' story in anyone's life?

what about president clinton??? how many husbands are actually faithful??? haha a counted few. everyone cheats, today's world is a cheating world. may it be sexually or on a test or in some national treaty or raging war on innocent nations. im not condoning his behavior in any shape or form. im just saying, if he wasnt the president, would it be on the news?
is cheating A NEWS TOPIC??? so why did america focus soo much on him and make it such a big deal. he was almost impeached!!!! did his sexual activities affect his decision making skill ?? i doubt it.

i mean geez -- put my life on there.. lets see there can be two versions -an inspirational and a drama and gossip filled one. its always like that... you can either focus on the good of a person or the bad --- its pretty hard to cover BOTH and cover them objectively.

personally ive been batteling with this topic forever. why as humans do we tend to focus on the bad. i have made it my agenda to always think of all the good things the person has done for me when something REALLY bad happens. although, then i try to forgive the person too easily thinking, ohhh he's done soo much good, this i guess is not that bad (even though it is). so where is there a line?
is there a line? can we as humans be objective?

you think making a PROS and CONS chart is too teenie booper??? no no no no its actually i think by far the most objective way to make a relationship decision a girl/guy came up with. this way, all the good and all the bad is laid out. sometimes, objective "data" is needed because girls tend to over look certain things that lead to emotionally, physically or mentally abusive and draning relationships. i guess a guy can use it too, to prevent a gold digging, manipulative b@*&#.

but then comes the thought of if pros and cons and only objective data is taken in consideration, the measure of OUR FEELINGS, something soo subjective is left out. oh lord, there isnt a win win situation is there??

so first of all, what if ure life was put under the microscope??? what if u were followed and then a movie was made out of ure life... what would it be like? a thriller? inspiration?? drama? romance?? sultry?? anyone's life can go in all of these categories, i know mine can be anyone of these.. but WHAT DO YOU WANT IT TO BE????

second of all... what do u think about the objective --subjective thingie..

ever flowring river..

well the ever flowing river that has originated due to the floods in my sinuses that are overflowing into the nasal cavity. it is coursing inferiorly thru the nasal vestibule and out passing by the philtrum. the gravitational pull working its magic..

i hate nasal leakage.. LOL!! sounds gross..
its just a runny nose, which is also accompanied by the sniffles, coughing, sneezing and well teary eyes, general fatigue and that lovely BLAH feeling.

so ive come to the conclusion that this is a blog bourne infection... keshi spread it to my sister and she obviously gave it to me.

i curse you thy sister.... i curse you. ok ok not really, but theatrics is what i do best.

as i sit here typing away, i realized that i havent moved from this room since about 9am this morning. it is currently 11pm. i did however move from this position around 4pm and went to the couch, and then returned back around 6'ish. i went to the kitchen to get some food and returned RIGHT bak here. WHATTTT im sicckkkkkkk. im not supposed to move. i have everything i would ever need right here.

1. T.V with cable and remote
2. access to DVD and am/fm radio thru surround sound
3. DVD already strategically placed in the DVD player ;) .. i know im smart
4. my lappie - with wifi, movies and music :0)
5. my books to study from
6. my glasses
7. kleenex.. its the puffs with lotion so it wont gimme a nose rash :)
8. my cellie
9. all my office supplies
10. awesome comfy
11. i have access to a fully stored kitchen.
12. and oh yea... DRUGS... gotta have ure meds!!

what else coulda gal need .....

hopefully i feel better ASAP, i have a full week ahead..

tic remixxxxx

so well you know all the things that annoy me. i.e. throat clearing and etc... ive writtten about it quite alot before.
so heres an addition to the list:
1. people SHUSHING ME. lets see im almost 24 years old, DONT U EVER SHUSH ME.
there's these two girls who sit in the back and shush people in the middle of class. granted people sometimes talk over the teacher - but i say leave it to the teacher to manage the class or well i tend to turn around and give silent evil looks. although, who died and made you in charge of "silence". its not only annoying to me, its annoying to the teacher. lol one of my teachers.. he's the funniest guy. just yesterday when those two girls "sshhhhhhhhhhhhh'd' ppl
he said "oh my... i guess since the shushing just happend, perhaps its time for a story"
LOLLL i almost fell off my seat and died laughing.

well there cant be just one ADDITION can there? hahahaha... second biggest pet peeve - people touching my food.
WOMAN GET URE HANDS OUT OF MY FOOD.. let me eat in peace. this one girl, actually the same one that throat clears, comes in all the time and asks me what im eating. not only does she ask me what im eating, she proceeds to bring that pointy finger of hers into my food to TOUCH IT.
i smakced that finger thinking "girl u better not!!!".. i dont know where ure fingers been -- you coulda picked ure nose before this, picked a wedgie, cleaned out your ears -- JUST NASTY!!!

ok i ask people what they're eating too..but i absolutely dont even thinking about putting my finger into their food. AHH HELL NAW!!.

3. my teachers and their use of the word component. we thought we were going crazy thinking that they component too often. lol my group at the last presenatation, we had to make up a case scenario.. the patients name was "tui mani komponen" = too many components. lol my teacher still didnt get it. its not just the resident faculty, its the guest lecturers too.. its like a SECRET COMPONENT SOCIETY. oh if ure gonna be a guest lecturer you get an orientation and in the orientation they instruct you to use the word component as many times as you can. so my class decided to have a "component pool". whoever guesses the correct amount of times component is said gets 25 dollars gift certificate.
the count is wayyyy over a 200 and its only been 8 weeks. SEE WHAT I MEAN!!!

SO finally dead and tired me and my friends have come up with the 'TIC REMIX 2008"
it consists of "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm hmmmmmmm hmmmmmmmm ahem ahem ahem (imagine throat clearing) uhhhh uhhh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh sniff sniff sniffff (someone sniff their nose) shhhhhhhhhh shhhh *disc spinning* hmm sushhhhh uh uh *nail file in the back ground* backed by a compo compo compooonnennnnntttttt"

hahah its wayyy funnier in person...

WELLLLLLLLLLLL

hmm lets see what have i been up to lately???

1. studied my butt off by staying up late late late every night for an exam
2. apparantly my teacher decided out of 8 chapters, only 3 were important, and the whole test focused on those 3 chapters. so when you have to come up with 40 Q's from 3 chapters - u'll go into crazy detail that NO one was prepared for.
i wasnt prepared for it.. the other 5 chapters and i both were like WTF? through out the whole test.
3. as i turned in the test, i had a im gonna kill you look on my face. my teacher looks at me and says "u always do good.. dont worry". i wanted to turn around and say "lookie here bitch, first of all dont tell me how i do and i dont do. second of all learn to write a test, and third of all, speak only when ure spoken to"
4. got another test back on the same day, from the same teacher. completely off grading. here's an example:
i wrote: IV disc of L4/5
correct answer: nucleus pulposus of IV disc of L4/5
i got: 2 out of 4 points
me: satisfied

my friend wrote: trapezius muscle
i wrote: splenius capitis
correct answer: splenius capitis
we both got 4 out 4 points

SEE THE PROBLEM HERE..
does TRAPEZIUS sound anything like SPLENIUS CAPITIS??????????????
NOOOOOOOOOOOO
BUT SHE GOT THE FULL POINTS
all i did was miss part of the answer and i got 2 points taken off.. am i crazy or DID THAT JUST HAPPEN?
now clearly my teacher overlooked that and made a huge mistake. im not gonna go point it out cause then my friend will be at a loss of 4 points, but COME ON.... they dont even start with the same letter. thats like me saying POTATO and someone saying LOTION.

not even in the food category. lol... so that kinda pissed me off.

back to the counting now... where was i.. ahh #5 it is
5. group projects are the devil. im about to take my group and put 'em all on a diving board and then slowly push each person off the board into a tub of HOT LAVA. i would rather light my face on fire and then proceed to spalsh acid on it than work with them. no im not exaggerating. i swear!!!
6. oh yea.. if one more person tells me that they're engaged, i will take hand my self and to make sure i die, i will also slit my wrists and shoot my self in the jugular.
HOLY SHIT.. another friend of mine is engaged. so everytime i call someone..... oooo im picking china wanna come? ooo im making save the date cards wanna come help me?
ooo im looking for fun dresses wanna come? ooo ..
NO I DONT. does your life get usurped into this shit once u decide u wanna marry? geez, if thats how im gonna get, sorry no thanks i dont want to. but thats the girls..
usually my guy friends are really good about keeping in touch even if they are engaged cause well they dont have all this commotion to deal with. well not all, there are always exceptions. lol perhaps its ORDERS from the mrs. to be. hahahahahaha...

7. everytime i turn on the news i hear something about drunk lindsay lohan, or paris or one of those anorexic drug addicted girls who think that money can buy everything in life.. OR
people dying in war OR people getting rapped and molested or robbed and killed or whatever

IM ABOUT HERE WITH THIS MOROSE SHIT IN LIFE.... from now one goal for posts will be ONE GOOD THING ABOUT LIFE. (lol i'll try my best to keep it up... hehehehehe i seem to forget after a while)

here's my good thing about life for today: down time with friends. nothing like just chilling with friends doing NOTHING and cracking up....

sorry for the long post, guess i havent posted in a while. i promise soon i will stop bitching about school =)