Mom

So yesterday was a blur. A quick-paced, somewhat horrendous blur.
I went to JFK to pick up my mom from new york. I didn't sleep the entire night thinking about how she was enduring a 14 hour non-stop flight. I was so disturbed thinking what if she is feeling claustrophobic, suffocated and restless? All these thoughts kept gushing through my mind and I didn't sleep at all. Soon it was 6am and I was up. I build myself a salad with lots of fix-ins and packed it up so I wouldn't have to eat airport food. I was all ready to call the airport taxi when mister angel in disguise, atanu calls me asking if I was ready.Although it was set that he would take me, I couldn't bring myself to call him that early when I knew he was watching the game and doing stuff till late that night. Anyways, soon we were off to the airport with half-open eyes and morning faces. Sightly. I boarded a flight with senior people who all seemed in a bad mood. Part of the reason also could be due to the malfunctioning directv. Yup, no tv on this flight---something that has traditionally set JetBlue apart from other airlines. Soon I was in JFK---the airport that is like a chaos network. I scooted to terminal 4, a terminal I am not too fond of. I waited for an hour to no avail. I made several phone calls, all worreid if immigration was giving mom a hard time. After an hour and 5 minutes, a beautiful face appears from behind the gates. It's mommy and she looks perfect, mashaallah. Not tired or confused. They lost her baggages and thats what had caused the excruciating delay. So what did she want to do? Grab a cuppa joe and a light bite somewhere. We walked around the food court of terminal 4 and settled on a tuna sandwich and OJ from au bon pain. My mom's so precious, she wanted to stroll around terminal 4 and look at stores. I somehow pulled her out and we went to terminal 5,6 to catch our flight to Buffalo. Bless the jetblue guy who confirmed our standby tickets and gave us seats next to each other. Now the horrendous part--we were aboard a rather tiny jet blue plane, something they call a embraer 190. Wow, okay it has two rows with only two sets of seats on either side. And to top it all, we were on the last seats of the plane. This was probably one of the most bumpiest rides I have ever ridden. Wow. Well, at least we were on the flight that we were not supposed to be on and came in to buffalo earlier than expected so all that said and done we were happy.

Capstone presentations: Day 1

No I wasn't presenting today...I wouldn't be in sweats otherwise lol. I stopped by real quick at the capstone presentations today to cheer for my girlies. Julie and Delisa looked super cute so I had to take a picture with them although I was in workout gear (like every time). Presentations were pretty good. I mean some I like more than others in terms of quality, validity and future prospects of the project. I had to leave half way for work. After work, went to the gym for a quick bit. Ah, and to mess it all up I ate so much right now. I will always be a tubby.

We learn new things everyday...

Yesterday, Saturday, started off slow. I was feeling (and still am) a little down about the whole job-student-status thing. I went to the gym at about 4pm and then came back at 6:30pm. I walked there and back because it was so pretty outside...a little too hot I might add. I came back and showered and everything. Then I called Delisa, who is back in buffalo for capstone presentation. She thought meeting up would be good. So, a bunch of us settled on a subtle girls night out. Before which, I met up with another lovely, Mahrin and her fiancee Tawheed at Starbucks. It was awesome to catch up with the lovebirds who are due to get engaged in June. *Bless the happy couple*. So, after that Delisa came to pick me up along with a whole posse. Sophia, Julia, Shalaiwah, Francesca, Delisa and I squeezed in her Yaris and off we were to the Steer. Luckily, no one was feeling it along with me so we headed to Fran's place in South Lake. Soon to be shooed away by her roomie who complained about the noise. We then moved to Shalaiwah's single in South Lake as well. Okay, so last night was like major revelation night for me.
These girlies went on and on about how naaiive I am and how guys think and all that. What it means to text a guy after 12 am, what it means if a guy says he wants to be your 'friend' and whole bunch of other stuff that the local encyclopedia doesn't contain. I was very amazed. I used to think calling a guy past midnight, could be just to hang out...like hang out. PG-13 style. But I guess I am in America where everyone thinks much differently than me the old-school-dumbo! I am like the WORST person in understanding guys or even girls sometimes lol. I don't think that twisted and complicated. Anyways, the night was a lot of fun. The pic was taken on Main Street where this guy was busy singing. Funny.

Us Women,
We suck.

Well, I am sure not all women suck, but most suck because we always got our panties in a bunch about every little thing. Always thinking too much, worrying too much and everything too much.
I know that I have to work really, really hard to learn to become emotionally independent.
I am emotionally bent on my family, friends and peers a little too much. I need to let go, like Gowri told me (I love you for being there for me.) I need to realize that I can do things without anyone by my side. Last night, I was feeling so lonely and ready to pack my bags and leave this country. Nothing here for me. I am not enthused about job hunting or anything. Gowri, I hope I follow through your advice and decide to do serious job searching and stick around here.
Okay will lay down for sometime, just got back from the gym. Gosh its hot and I don't like it at all. I came from Oman over here for a reason lol. Not that I love snow but a little bit of lower temperature is usually favorable for feeling comfy.
A last note, non-responsiveness, poor communication, poor reciprocation, poor skills of consoling people, poor empathetic skills are not attractive things. Thank you.

Despair about horoscope schmoroscope

Oh my God! I totally forgot to share with the world how miserable I felt after reading a full profile of my zodiac sign: Gemini.

So Atanu and I were bored couple days ago and I decided to brush up on our astrology. So this is what they say

Gemini:

~Fickle and Restless: I don't remember being purposefully fickle and I can say that I am not that restless. I stay indoors in my apartment for hours long watching tv.

~Conniving: I don't really think so unless stuff I did when I was 5 counts.

~Loves going out: Meh...I love my sweats, my munchies and my tv. Nuff said!

~Bright and quick witted: Yeah! Okay...Not at all. I am super-awesome in making a fool of myself by saying something lame.

~Loves tennis: What?

~The great strength of the Gemini-born is in their intellectual and conversational skills: No wayyy

~ They can analyze difficult ideas and communicate them clearly to others: I am a klutz because I get nervous for every little thing.

~ Their many interests put them among the most fascinating characters of the Zodiac : I really don't think so and demand a revaluation of the gemini sign.

Although I have met a few geminis in my life who match some of the stuff there....I match some of the stuff too I am sure in subtle ways but the horoscope people make geminis sound so obnoxious. Another thing i noticed was it kept saying cancerians (atanu) are very happy to be at home and all goody two shoes. Atanu u are a goody two shoes but we know you like to hit up the night spots every once in a while :-)...so there, yet another claim that horoscopes are a bit of schmoroscopes.

NARS Orgasm Blush $25

I want this so bad but $25 for a blush?
It blends so well with my complexion.
Oh I am in love love love...

"Dreams" ~ Cranberries
Oh, my life is changing everyday,
In every possible way.
And oh, my dreams, it's never quite as it seems,
Never quite as it seems.

I know I've felt like this before, but now I'm feeling it even more,
Because it came from you.
And then I open up and see the person falling here is me,
A different way to be.

I want more impossible to ignore,
Impossible to ignore.
And they'll come true, impossible not to do,
Impossible not to do.

And now I tell you openly, you have my heart so don't hurt me.
You're what I couldn't find.
A totally amazing mind, so understanding and so kind;
You're everything to me.

Oh, my life,
Is changing every day,
In every possible way.

And oh, my dreams,
It's never quite as it seems,
'Cause you're a dream to me,
Dream to me.

Engine Engine no. 9 ...

...On the New York Transit Line
If my train goes off the track
Pick it up!
Pick it up!
Pick it up!


So last night was random fun night hanging out with the lovelies, Gowri, Pratheep, Atanu and lots more. Yes I know that is serious 'crunch' time and we shouldn't be doing this but it was actually in honor of Pratheep's birthday, which was last Wednesday, and which he celebrated twice already and already got an earful from his darling big sister. I didn't want to give him an earful just because he is the sweetest person ever and is so young at heart and likes partying it up everyone now and then. More now than then lol. I am not big on going out and every one who knows me up, close and personal knows that about me. But one look at pictures on facebook and you could be fooled. It was a lot of fun though. We went to yet another spiffy place spotted by Miss G herself. It's called Stillwater and it was really nice except for the hard-to-mingle-and-move-around bar area. We then headed to duo later for some techno and trance fun. We were like the only ones there. By the time we were in duo, i was tres tired and sleepy---Its the time of the month. I still managed to get some dance on...it probably looked funny, but like they say, girls could dance anything and it would still look okay.
Today has been rather slow, I am working on this mind-numbing article summary about online shopping and why people partake in online shopping for empirical reasons besides goal-oriented motives. Interesting. Although I think this study was published in 2001, I think over the last seven years, online shopping has achieved equivalent status of brick and mortar stores in terms of being easy, accessible and widely used. I have a killer back ache, wish I had one of those shiatsu massage chairs...or even better, a masseuse. Okay time to work smirk...Later :)

~Also, I recently told someone I don't like fat guys. I actually like a guy if his personality is nice so being fat, thin, tall, short is not a factor for me. It's that warmth factor that is important to me. And I am really not just saying that... I mean of course looks does matter but not to an extent where I would completely dismiss a person because of the way they looked. I have met many drop-dead gorgeous (by conventional standards) guys who turned me off completely when they started to talk. Sometimes a person's aura and charm shines through their layers and layers of glistening lipids. I am one to tell...I am bit of a fatty myself :-D

ok ignore post below
dint get off fb
y?
too many ppl, too many questions
~now eating entenmann;s sour cream loaf cake...all at once
hello hips

New ways...

Hello World. Long time no see. I have been very lethargic lately, nothing new there. Lethargic due to school related stress, emotional stress and physical stress. Well in spite of being lethargic, I have managed to, ever so fervently, submit calorie-laden food to stomach, feed hours of laying and lazing around to my body and imbibe tons of sad thoughts into my already useless mind. Today, I went to work out after a long time...well 9 days really. Felt good. Especially when its with lovely people like Gowri and Julie. After that Gowri and I hit up Tops for some mind-and-soul soothing grocery shopping. Random--why is honey so expensive? Well, guess its because it probably takes a lot of bees to produce mad honey. I have been analyzing interview data and let me tell you what a fun process it isn't. Oh, big news posting here: I have decided to go off Facebook. For good hopefully. I want to detract myself from all this global digitalization of relationships. I think reverting back to email and instant messaging is good for now. Then I can work my way to real letters and hopefully more face to face conversations with real people and not some 5 X 5 in. picture of someone on cyberspace. All this by no means implies that I hate facebook. I actually like it a lot but I think it is becoming one of those things I check more than my email, my school work and most importantly, my mind. I think it would be so much more beneficial for me if I devoted all facebook time to doing productive useful work that will actually help me and others. Okay enough of lolly-gagging. Toodles everyone.

Finally, its time..

-For realizing one's worth and not settling for less.
-For being strong on your own.
-For understanding one's owns needs more than others.
-For taking time to think things through.
-For letting the thought sink in that you are gold and you deserve nothing but gold...