i went to LSE library today which is freakin marvelous...went over some notes- 2 more exams to go...and now, i'm here eating phad thai (which seems to be a weekly thing),and um, yah, updating you on a rude email i just received from a website i posted my 'targetjobs link' on. Targetjobs is a fairly new Part Time stint courtesy of my sister. anywho, i posted my link on a student site, note, a student site. The website in question said in the email that i should refrain from posting spam on their site.ok, so i brushed it off like, yah, alrite, warning email, i get it..psssh, yah right?
so, my phone battery died earlier today so i missed all calls- including 2 from nigeria aka dj-or-is-it-tj that i met last nite, AND a call from laura, my boss at targetjobs saying that the damn london student website called her saying that i had posted spam on their site!!? these mofos called my freakin job? ARE YOU SERIOUS? it's a student site- number one- and number two- how lame can you be to go to these lengths? grrr..british ppl, cuz u know ppl in usa dont have time for this. oh well. my boss suggested i call her back, but then kindly pointed out that i was "proactive, and took initiative" by posting on student sites. thanks, laura, thanks...
some ppl need to get a life..and if the london website got a hold of laura, i bet they could be reading this blog right now. how clever?!
-my phad thai is getting cold.
peace.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
jekyll and hyde.
if you've been following from the last post...you could guess there would be a story whenever i go out with elle. well, yesterday (friday) was no different. *sigh*
elle and i go to oxygen bar in leicester square for a 'black ppl' meetup group..(i know, i'm really into these meetup groups lately) anyway, black men and women were supposed to be at the meetup, but predominantly women showed up. no problem, right? well, unless the women were sociable...which they weren't? so elle and i just kept to ourselves until we made it to the club dwnstrs. (the meetup was @ the bar on the main floor)....
issue #1: 'the jekyll and hyde loo attendant' - i had been drinking champagne cocktails, and admittedly went to the loo THREE TIMES for the night. now, on the first time i went to the loo the 'which-part-of-africa-are-u-from-bathroom attendant?' greeted me with a smile and was just too nice, like she was working extra hard for her tip? but whatever, i didnt tip her anyway, cuz i don't feel i should tip you for personally dispensing my soap...now, on the second trip to the loo, i walk in the stall, pee, get soap from the attendant, don't tip her again and leave..NO PROBLEM..now, on my THIRD trip to the toilet, there was no tissue on the dispenser in the stall (but there was a roll laid on its side on the dirty-ass-club-bathroom-ledge behind the toilet). i saw it. i just didn't want to use it.
PROBLEM: i ask the african lady for some paper napkins (which she is now holding instead of soap)b/c im not using the dirty toilet tissue in the club stall and she just switched on me!? i don't know where that pearly yellow smile went, but she got up, went into the stall, and says very impolitely, "look, dont u see paper there? use that. that is for the toilet this is for ur hand..this is for ur hand!!"(waving the paper napkins at me). i looked at her thinking "what is this woman's problem? just give me the damn paper napkin, sh*t..i dont want to use the toilet tissue..i don't see what's so difficult?! but what i said was, 'is there a problem? b/c i just want a paper napkin? she responds, er shouts, "you've been in here 6 times already", and starts kissing her teeth, climbs back on her little stall-attendant-chair- and keeps looking over her shoulder as if she was gonna call security. like wtf was she really going to do? IT'S TOILET TISSUE?!? that i don't want to use. ugh? mind you, i have a very impatient bladder and this charade went on for 5 minutes, which is long when you have to urinate. i just gave up, went to the stall and had to do the shake-n-go cuz(yes, i did) i was not using that nasty ass paper... i just washed my own hands and left. i mean, you would've thought this lady was supplying the paper herself.
issue #2- before my champagne cocktails, elle and i had sambuca shots. elle told me she hadn't taken shots in awhile, but being the ahem, alcohol pro that i am, said 'no, elle, it's ook, it's sambuca it's "sweet"'. ok, so after elle threw up, this nigerian guy who had been chattin me up the whole night kindly decided to take us home(named dj or tj?)---
-- (wait, dj/tj is calling me as i write this? let me make up some lie that im busy, well, i am actually busy, writing this blog, yup, that'll work..)--
ok, back to the post. so, dj/tj drops me home first, and so elle tells me that she told dj/tj about this comedy show that i am going to tomorrow. mind you, I AM GOING TO, like solo, cuz i want to. elle tells him, that he can join me and that i don't think she really (as in i) dont really want to go alone.. ummm..'scuse me? elle..i dont want his company..first of all, im not attracted to him, and 2nd of all he's nigerian and they have some well-documented problems over here in the UK, and 3rd - well, just because.
soooo, i really might end up on another not-a-date courtesy of elle. no thank you.
and back to the paper issue -- there is a serious problem with paper, in general, in this city. first i can only get ONE NAPKIN when i dine out, and i dare not ask for another one..there must be a shortage??! and now i can't decide on how i would like to wipe my ass? tissue or napkin...hmmmm..
elle and i go to oxygen bar in leicester square for a 'black ppl' meetup group..(i know, i'm really into these meetup groups lately) anyway, black men and women were supposed to be at the meetup, but predominantly women showed up. no problem, right? well, unless the women were sociable...which they weren't? so elle and i just kept to ourselves until we made it to the club dwnstrs. (the meetup was @ the bar on the main floor)....
issue #1: 'the jekyll and hyde loo attendant' - i had been drinking champagne cocktails, and admittedly went to the loo THREE TIMES for the night. now, on the first time i went to the loo the 'which-part-of-africa-are-u-from-bathroom attendant?' greeted me with a smile and was just too nice, like she was working extra hard for her tip? but whatever, i didnt tip her anyway, cuz i don't feel i should tip you for personally dispensing my soap...now, on the second trip to the loo, i walk in the stall, pee, get soap from the attendant, don't tip her again and leave..NO PROBLEM..now, on my THIRD trip to the toilet, there was no tissue on the dispenser in the stall (but there was a roll laid on its side on the dirty-ass-club-bathroom-ledge behind the toilet). i saw it. i just didn't want to use it.
PROBLEM: i ask the african lady for some paper napkins (which she is now holding instead of soap)b/c im not using the dirty toilet tissue in the club stall and she just switched on me!? i don't know where that pearly yellow smile went, but she got up, went into the stall, and says very impolitely, "look, dont u see paper there? use that. that is for the toilet this is for ur hand..this is for ur hand!!"(waving the paper napkins at me). i looked at her thinking "what is this woman's problem? just give me the damn paper napkin, sh*t..i dont want to use the toilet tissue..i don't see what's so difficult?! but what i said was, 'is there a problem? b/c i just want a paper napkin? she responds, er shouts, "you've been in here 6 times already", and starts kissing her teeth, climbs back on her little stall-attendant-chair- and keeps looking over her shoulder as if she was gonna call security. like wtf was she really going to do? IT'S TOILET TISSUE?!? that i don't want to use. ugh? mind you, i have a very impatient bladder and this charade went on for 5 minutes, which is long when you have to urinate. i just gave up, went to the stall and had to do the shake-n-go cuz(yes, i did) i was not using that nasty ass paper... i just washed my own hands and left. i mean, you would've thought this lady was supplying the paper herself.
issue #2- before my champagne cocktails, elle and i had sambuca shots. elle told me she hadn't taken shots in awhile, but being the ahem, alcohol pro that i am, said 'no, elle, it's ook, it's sambuca it's "sweet"'. ok, so after elle threw up, this nigerian guy who had been chattin me up the whole night kindly decided to take us home(named dj or tj?)---
-- (wait, dj/tj is calling me as i write this? let me make up some lie that im busy, well, i am actually busy, writing this blog, yup, that'll work..)--
ok, back to the post. so, dj/tj drops me home first, and so elle tells me that she told dj/tj about this comedy show that i am going to tomorrow. mind you, I AM GOING TO, like solo, cuz i want to. elle tells him, that he can join me and that i don't think she really (as in i) dont really want to go alone.. ummm..'scuse me? elle..i dont want his company..first of all, im not attracted to him, and 2nd of all he's nigerian and they have some well-documented problems over here in the UK, and 3rd - well, just because.
soooo, i really might end up on another not-a-date courtesy of elle. no thank you.
and back to the paper issue -- there is a serious problem with paper, in general, in this city. first i can only get ONE NAPKIN when i dine out, and i dare not ask for another one..there must be a shortage??! and now i can't decide on how i would like to wipe my ass? tissue or napkin...hmmmm..
Saturday, May 17, 2008
in full effect!
hey hey ppl! it's sat-deh mawnin'..the first week of exams is over and...im so relieved. Anywho, i do have 3 more to take this month, so i'm not too excited..It's been a week of lovely events- exams, saw a bus driver get beat down, and went out on what was 'not a date' but sure-as-hell-felt-like-one. So, you've heard about the exams and that's my reason for being in 'hiding', but let me tell you about the bus driver whose life i was really scared for..so, i believe it was tuesday- the day before my therapeutics exam, and i stupidly decided to take the bus from uni.to the doc's office. CLEARLY not a good idea. As my bus pulls up to euston rd (a really busy station) i look from my seat at the top of the dble decker bus across to a bus driver who was being assaulted. this crazy man (C) punched the bus driver (B) in his face, and stomped on his glasses that had by now fallen to the floor, while screaming "LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO?!?!" - i was like oh shit?!? - and the bus driver didn't respond..he just stumbled back on to bus driver #2 (D) who was also standing outside the bus. 'C' mutters something to B, walks away, B makes his way back up the stairs of the bus, and C swiftly turns back around and punches B in the back of the head AGAIN...and where is D? oh, just chillen - leaned up against the bus - guess he wasn't too swift in his effort to help out his fellow driver B... and you know, while i was trying to be nosey, this guy on my bus is all in my h'ear in the Queen's english "oh my, oh what's goin on? it seems there's a fight?" yes dumb ass! there is a fight, and you are interfering with my listening..uuugh!? don't you hate that..when you're trying to be nosey..lol?! you know, i just wanted to watch the fight just like D..and do not a damn thing about it.
oh, and where were the cops during this 20 min ordeal? in broad daylight?
this stupid event sucked for me b/c my bus driver yells 'LAST STOP.' like their fight had anything to do with us?! and i was still 20 min away from my appt. which i was late for...by 15 minutes! and do you know what the doc's receptionist says, "you're extremely late," in her very best 'cockney'..uummm.. it's 15min. chill out! in america, i would be 'on time' and still wait another hr to see the doc.
and now...on to my 'not a date' siiiigh. i was supposed to go this club 'tamarai' with my friend elle and her frieend verner. elle cancelled and i still wanted to go, so i met verner at the club. first off, this club was in covent garden so it's supposed to be nice, but was either going to be a dull crowd, or a really good one..nothing in between.
soo...umm, no. not cool.tamarai was nice. check! dull crowd. check! i mean everyone was white and brown- no black ppl except like 2, and i know i was only one of 2 black women there. quite obv! anyway, verner wasnt even cute and he kept trying to dance with me, and i ALMOST felt bad cuz he did buy me a drink, but that DOES NOT guarantee you a dance eventhough we met there and we have a mutual friend. Oh well. and then i told africa this lie that i dont dance with guys in the club...
Do you know what verner says? "well, in cameroon, where im from, when you dont dance it means you just dont like the person, well im thinkin you're spot on (insert Queens english), because i am not attracted to you!
I couldn't even really check out the eye candy because he was lookin like my damn date so it wasnt like i could talk to anyone. I saw this brown guy that i was eyein the whooole nite standing near me- (i don't want to assume he's indian but how wrong could i be?) im like INDIA looks cool as hell, yes he was fine, but he was jus silly u know, like people from back home, and so of course, I'm trying to properly situate myself near IDNIA, but mr. camaroon aka verner was blocking. block-ing!
Another fren apparently txt'ed me while i was at tamarai, but of course i got it 2 hrs late. damn delayed msg's! and no one calls in england, right.... just txt, so if u miss a txt its crucial. Damn my friday nite.Damnit!
oh, and where were the cops during this 20 min ordeal? in broad daylight?
this stupid event sucked for me b/c my bus driver yells 'LAST STOP.' like their fight had anything to do with us?! and i was still 20 min away from my appt. which i was late for...by 15 minutes! and do you know what the doc's receptionist says, "you're extremely late," in her very best 'cockney'..uummm.. it's 15min. chill out! in america, i would be 'on time' and still wait another hr to see the doc.
and now...on to my 'not a date' siiiigh. i was supposed to go this club 'tamarai' with my friend elle and her frieend verner. elle cancelled and i still wanted to go, so i met verner at the club. first off, this club was in covent garden so it's supposed to be nice, but was either going to be a dull crowd, or a really good one..nothing in between.
soo...umm, no. not cool.tamarai was nice. check! dull crowd. check! i mean everyone was white and brown- no black ppl except like 2, and i know i was only one of 2 black women there. quite obv! anyway, verner wasnt even cute and he kept trying to dance with me, and i ALMOST felt bad cuz he did buy me a drink, but that DOES NOT guarantee you a dance eventhough we met there and we have a mutual friend. Oh well. and then i told africa this lie that i dont dance with guys in the club...
Do you know what verner says? "well, in cameroon, where im from, when you dont dance it means you just dont like the person, well im thinkin you're spot on (insert Queens english), because i am not attracted to you!
I couldn't even really check out the eye candy because he was lookin like my damn date so it wasnt like i could talk to anyone. I saw this brown guy that i was eyein the whooole nite standing near me- (i don't want to assume he's indian but how wrong could i be?) im like INDIA looks cool as hell, yes he was fine, but he was jus silly u know, like people from back home, and so of course, I'm trying to properly situate myself near IDNIA, but mr. camaroon aka verner was blocking. block-ing!
Another fren apparently txt'ed me while i was at tamarai, but of course i got it 2 hrs late. damn delayed msg's! and no one calls in england, right.... just txt, so if u miss a txt its crucial. Damn my friday nite.Damnit!
Thursday, April 24, 2008
robYN vs robIN! and obama as well...
heeeeeeey! guess who is got damn back?!? MEEE SNITCHES! ok, below is a little convo i had with a friend recently...i thought it was hilarous. enjoy!
gomezmichael: LOL U WILL NOT
gomezmichael: GOD IS SOOOO GOOD!
gomezmichael: ol disgustin ass
Camille: haha
its tru
Sent at 2:49 AM on Friday
Camille: who r u voyin 4 elections?
gomezmichael: and by the way
it's robyn
thank you
Camille: whatever
gomezmichael: lol show me loooove
show my life
Camille: haaaaaaaaaaan
gomezmichael: baby show me what it's all about
you're the only one iiiii ever neeeeeeded
show me love and what it's allll about
lololol u make me sick
and i have no ideas who i'ma vote for
cuz i don't even know who the candidates is
Camille: IT IS ROBIN S.
wikipedia dat sh*t
gomezmichael: oh then that bitch changed her name
Camille: 'robym' is the white girl
gomezmichael: cuz it used to be ryn
robyn the white girl IS the one who sings show me love
Camille: lmao! sshe did not dhange her name
gomezmichael: well then it's still robyn
Camille: http://www.google.com/musica?aid=toswOKWgTdO&sa=X&oi=music&ct=result
no, get it right
cuz u know u dwnlwded dat song
gomezmichael: oh my Got
i'm confused now
Camille: 'robyn' has that other '90s song
gomezmichael: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
i was thinking of the wrong one
LOOOOOOOOOOOL
Camille: i know. i been tolchu.
gomezmichael: here i am thinking of the white girl...when u talkin bout that ignant ass early 90s club bumper
my bad my bad
Camille: chuh! ne who.
gomezmichael: completely my bad
ololol
they wrong for that though
Camille: bastard- stop chat bout ppl
gomezmichael: one of them couldn't come up with a different title
and the one with the ignant spelling is the white girl
lol
Camille: hahaha!
gomezmichael: so baby if you waaaaant meeeeee
talk to meee you gottha show me looooove
Camille: just when u thought the blk girl wanted to be creative wit her name
gomezmichael: LOLOL
right
Camille: wordsnarenso easy to saay ooooiiii
gomezmichael: LOLOLOL
i hate when people put useless fillers in songs
like what the hell is "oh i"
and i HATE when people put buku "yea" or "no"
Camille: lmao- u know she said foolishess..i always wonder what happens in the studio..she was directed to say that sh*t
gomezmichael: lololol and then wanted her to get that shit right
like right notes
"no robin...it's OOOOiiiii not OOoooOOO iiiiIII"
LOLOL
hHAHAHAHAHA
yup
uknow what i hate even more
Camille: y we have no sense
gomezmichael: when people use ill-placed "yea' or "no"
like when a 'yeah' comes after a negative statement
Camille: u got me over here ignorin obama's speech on you tube.
gomezmichael: hahahahahaha
Camille: ha!
gomezmichael: he say da same shit all da time anyway
Camille: he usually captures my attention. i know, but now he is makin promises 'im caan keep.
gomezmichael: tank yuh
ain't it doe
i hate all politicians
i don't trust naaaan one of em
i'm trying to think of an example of a song
Camille: damn, speech done.
yah- i was waitin for the example
gomezmichael: where they be like "i ain't takin you back...yeah yeah yeah yeah"
Camille: lmao- ha, so which one is it?
gomezmichael: and i ain't yo baby daddy...yeah yeah yeah...
RIGHT
just puttin the "yeah" as a filler
and don't make NO damn sense
Camille: yes!
gomezmichael: LOL U WILL NOT
gomezmichael: GOD IS SOOOO GOOD!
gomezmichael: ol disgustin ass
Camille: haha
its tru
Sent at 2:49 AM on Friday
Camille: who r u voyin 4 elections?
gomezmichael: and by the way
it's robyn
thank you
Camille: whatever
gomezmichael: lol show me loooove
show my life
Camille: haaaaaaaaaaan
gomezmichael: baby show me what it's all about
you're the only one iiiii ever neeeeeeded
show me love and what it's allll about
lololol u make me sick
and i have no ideas who i'ma vote for
cuz i don't even know who the candidates is
Camille: IT IS ROBIN S.
wikipedia dat sh*t
gomezmichael: oh then that bitch changed her name
Camille: 'robym' is the white girl
gomezmichael: cuz it used to be ryn
robyn the white girl IS the one who sings show me love
Camille: lmao! sshe did not dhange her name
gomezmichael: well then it's still robyn
Camille: http://www.google.com/musica?aid=toswOKWgTdO&sa=X&oi=music&ct=result
no, get it right
cuz u know u dwnlwded dat song
gomezmichael: oh my Got
i'm confused now
Camille: 'robyn' has that other '90s song
gomezmichael: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
i was thinking of the wrong one
LOOOOOOOOOOOL
Camille: i know. i been tolchu.
gomezmichael: here i am thinking of the white girl...when u talkin bout that ignant ass early 90s club bumper
my bad my bad
Camille: chuh! ne who.
gomezmichael: completely my bad
ololol
they wrong for that though
Camille: bastard- stop chat bout ppl
gomezmichael: one of them couldn't come up with a different title
and the one with the ignant spelling is the white girl
lol
Camille: hahaha!
gomezmichael: so baby if you waaaaant meeeeee
talk to meee you gottha show me looooove
Camille: just when u thought the blk girl wanted to be creative wit her name
gomezmichael: LOLOL
right
Camille: wordsnarenso easy to saay ooooiiii
gomezmichael: LOLOLOL
i hate when people put useless fillers in songs
like what the hell is "oh i"
and i HATE when people put buku "yea" or "no"
Camille: lmao- u know she said foolishess..i always wonder what happens in the studio..she was directed to say that sh*t
gomezmichael: lololol and then wanted her to get that shit right
like right notes
"no robin...it's OOOOiiiii not OOoooOOO iiiiIII"
LOLOL
hHAHAHAHAHA
yup
uknow what i hate even more
Camille: y we have no sense
gomezmichael: when people use ill-placed "yea' or "no"
like when a 'yeah' comes after a negative statement
Camille: u got me over here ignorin obama's speech on you tube.
gomezmichael: hahahahahaha
Camille: ha!
gomezmichael: he say da same shit all da time anyway
Camille: he usually captures my attention. i know, but now he is makin promises 'im caan keep.
gomezmichael: tank yuh
ain't it doe
i hate all politicians
i don't trust naaaan one of em
i'm trying to think of an example of a song
Camille: damn, speech done.
yah- i was waitin for the example
gomezmichael: where they be like "i ain't takin you back...yeah yeah yeah yeah"
Camille: lmao- ha, so which one is it?
gomezmichael: and i ain't yo baby daddy...yeah yeah yeah...
RIGHT
just puttin the "yeah" as a filler
and don't make NO damn sense
Camille: yes!
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
roma!
Rome was an experience: from the Colosseum to the Vatican to the Pantheon, Rome has alot of wonderful scenery to offer..(see facebook photos). Dining out is seriously an ‘event’ b/c people spend at least 2hrs literally to eat..but, when it comes to nightlife, er clubbing is sparse. And even if you end up somewhere late at nite, not even the young ppl can tell you what transportation is available!?? The Roman nighttime activity consists of ‘enoteca’ or wine bars. We did manage to randomly come across this club ‘GILDA’ –also an experience. I’ve highlighted some main points below of our Roman adventure. Enjoy! Thursday: Train into Rome, checked into our apt for the wknd, and ate mucho gelato. Friday: Sightseeing and the Ombrelli (umbrella) man - it was raining ridiculously and the ‘ombrelli man’ was everywhere- and they all ‘looked the same’ – Indian/east African somalian, whatever, they were selling ‘ombrelli’. Now, we passed one particular salesman who was like, “ u want ombrelli? It’s very nice, “ with this sly smile on his face looking directly at me holding my umbrella, so i politely declined...but please tell me yyyy the whole rest of the day after being accosted by numerous other ombrelli salesmen, it starts pouring rain, and gusty winds..and what happens ppl? Of course my ombrelli turns itself inside out—and all i kept hearing in my head was ‘u want ombrelli? It’s very nice..’ and at this point, i was desperately looking for a friggin ombrelli man,and lo and behold, behold and lo, here comes an ombrelli man walking down the same winding side streets as was i..(i was on my way to a restaurant which was closed by the time i found it, and he was probably on his way to refill on ombrelli). .. After getting lost in pouring rain and being hungry, and purchasing my 5 euro ombrelli we happen upon this restaurant that was open till 1am. Here’s the gotcha-gotcha: im on my way out of the restaurant and realise that someone has stolen my ombrelli, now you know i was hella pissed at this point. Wtf? I just spent 5 euros! Grr...so, the restaurant owner gives me another patron’s ombrelli that was left behind. Oh, but the story continues.... Saturday: Shopping, Lunch, Asian internet cafe, GILDA nite club. Gotcha-gotcha #2: Saturday – please NOTE it’s raining again and my new ombrelli gets battered by more wind and rain. But, that’s not the issue... I go for lunch and leave my ombrelli at the front of the store like the other millions of ppl did. This time, i thought i was slick – i tried to ‘hide’ my new ombrelli by placing it ‘far away from’ everyone else’s ombrellis...and whaddya know? SOMEONE STOLE THE NEW OMBRELLI THAT I JUST GOT AGAIN? I was like, no this sh*t is getting ridiculous now. So..i took someone else’s ombrelli AGAIN...(glad to say it’s still with me.) As it is impossible to live without internet even for a wknd, we stroll into this Asian internet cafe- and this one was much cheaper than the internet cafe we went to Friday nite—why?? because it’s run by Asians..i know that is stereotypical, but...Anyway, there is a big ass sign that reads ‘no smoking’ but these asian kids were smoking and ‘gaming’ as if they didn’t see any signs..but we decide to withstand the smoke cuz like i said that cafe was cheap as hell – they charged one euro for an hr. BUT the problem was that we were typing American key commands on a keyboard that had European and Chinese characters on the buttons. So when i tried to press ‘alt 1’, for example, a dash comes up, although an ‘!’ should appear.. So everything was all screwed up ?!? It took like 10 minutes to find the damn ‘@’ sign to check my email..wtf?!? GILDA: after the asian cafe we go to Piazza di Spagna cuz there was supposed to be a pub crawl, but we missed that and ended up at this ‘exclusive’ club called GILDA. First of all, it’s the night before Easter, but ppl were in there regardless...drag queens and dancers on stage, all of the Americans from the pub crawl, and some man dressed like Superman, and another like Popeye...so, we didn’t know what was goin on. But, we did meet some cool guys – (see facebook) Scotsman- Carl who kept giving hi-fives all nite and wondering where his friends kept disappearing to, and disappointed when he found out Adrienne was taken, and Tarek-aka Egypt, Carl’s cute friend who kept disappearing to smoke..LOL. At the end of the nite, he scribbles this note for me: “You are exotic, phenomenal, and fine!!” – I assumed that last word was fine cuz like i said, it was scribbled. Either way, I got Egypt and Carl’s contact info, and we are even fcbk friends now so you know it’s looking quite positive.LOL. Sunday: More Sightseeing, and the DAMN NITE BUS... We needed to catch a nite bus from Rome to the airport for 5am and OMG! The nite bus fiasco was icing on the cake! Yyyy does no one know how to catch a night bus, or which bus goes to the airport? b/c buses don’t run on a particular schedule, they just run...and none of the young ppl go out at nite i guess? So It took us half the day to get bus information which should’ve been available at the train station, but the workers at the train station didn’t know anything either. Such a headache! But of course we made the flight and continued to our 8hr layover in Frankfurt, Germany...which is another story in itself...
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
too much activity
heello all!
yours truly has returned. sorry, coursework just kept 'getting in the way' for the last 2 wks.LOL.
i've had a design study (protocol for my thesis' experimental design, scientific poster, NHM Student Conference, and debate on Stem Cell Research to attend to...and that sums up the remainder of coursework for this semester. heels yah.
..and amidst studying i managed to make time for cinema -'the other boleyn girl' and celebrate my flatmate bahar's bday(dinner + karaoke) this past saturday....however, couldn't make it to london st.pat's day celebrations on sunday =( it was just another excuse for me to drink anyways- but, we all know i cant give up 'the bottle'.
on 'the other boleyn girl': i liked the movie - it paralleled the first half of the novel which i managed to read before seeing the film, buuuut...maybe i'll get around to finishing the book.(ya right?)
on karaoke/bahar's bday: first of all, i decided to meet everyone @ dinner seeing as how i had coursework to do, but i ended up gettin lost, mind u, in the damn rain, and of course my umbrella decides to fall apart leaving me AND my hair wet..all that flat-iron effort for nothing.lol.
but, the better part was the karaoke..we went to this place called 'k-box' which is LITERALLY a hotel with every room transformed into private 'karaoke bars' with screen, couches and all. aaand what karaoke bar wouldn't be complete without....A BAR! yes ppl, there were a couple bars dotted throughout the hotel.nice touch- really. but, karaoke would've been better if everyone sang, and not just half the group.....
that's the run-down of the past 2wks, just in case you were wondering.
the next 6 wks promise to be even better though. here's the line-up: no lecture tomm(wednesday), rome(thurs to next monday, happy easter to me!), one lecture each next tues and thurs, and then...drumroll please.... a 3wk easter holiday!! and 2 wks without lectures to revise for exams. hahaha.
oh yah - dont get too excited yet though, because i realistically need 4 of those weeks to do some revision. i'll try not to let 'ms.procrastination' take over.
alrite guys, pz out it's naptime.
check out the site if you're interested:
EDUCATED BLACK PPL
yours truly has returned. sorry, coursework just kept 'getting in the way' for the last 2 wks.LOL.
i've had a design study (protocol for my thesis' experimental design, scientific poster, NHM Student Conference, and debate on Stem Cell Research to attend to...and that sums up the remainder of coursework for this semester. heels yah.
..and amidst studying i managed to make time for cinema -'the other boleyn girl' and celebrate my flatmate bahar's bday(dinner + karaoke) this past saturday....however, couldn't make it to london st.pat's day celebrations on sunday =( it was just another excuse for me to drink anyways- but, we all know i cant give up 'the bottle'.
on 'the other boleyn girl': i liked the movie - it paralleled the first half of the novel which i managed to read before seeing the film, buuuut...maybe i'll get around to finishing the book.(ya right?)
on karaoke/bahar's bday: first of all, i decided to meet everyone @ dinner seeing as how i had coursework to do, but i ended up gettin lost, mind u, in the damn rain, and of course my umbrella decides to fall apart leaving me AND my hair wet..all that flat-iron effort for nothing.lol.
but, the better part was the karaoke..we went to this place called 'k-box' which is LITERALLY a hotel with every room transformed into private 'karaoke bars' with screen, couches and all. aaand what karaoke bar wouldn't be complete without....A BAR! yes ppl, there were a couple bars dotted throughout the hotel.nice touch- really. but, karaoke would've been better if everyone sang, and not just half the group.....
that's the run-down of the past 2wks, just in case you were wondering.
the next 6 wks promise to be even better though. here's the line-up: no lecture tomm(wednesday), rome(thurs to next monday, happy easter to me!), one lecture each next tues and thurs, and then...drumroll please.... a 3wk easter holiday!! and 2 wks without lectures to revise for exams. hahaha.
oh yah - dont get too excited yet though, because i realistically need 4 of those weeks to do some revision. i'll try not to let 'ms.procrastination' take over.
alrite guys, pz out it's naptime.
check out the site if you're interested:
EDUCATED BLACK PPL
Sunday, March 2, 2008
a lack of social activity
i am absolutely ridiculous. i had no papers due this week, and what did i do with aaaall my time since wednesday? NOT A DAMN THING. i have written nothing related to coursework ppl, nothing. however, i did find time to buy 'the other boleyn girl' novel by philippa gregory (a good read thus far), watch 'juno', and 'no country for old men' (horrible!), and start planning my easter holiday. i'm surprised i'm actually writing in this blog right now....
my wknd was a flop. i was supposed to go out for drinks on fri.nite, but that was a bust b/c my friend whom i was mtng wasdrunk at the club b4 i arrived. sooo, she couldn't respond to any of my txts or phone call. anywho, she apologized after the hang-over.
saturday was almost as bad. i honestly don't know how i wasted at least 10hrs in the day. i woke up @ 12pm, read my novel, played on the internet, helped my sis figure out her BF's hotel arrangements?, and then...here it is...i was supposed to go to this big trini party for a friend around 10pm. that was a bust b/c during the day i fcbk'ed this guy, and called him and left a vmail, and he decides to fcbk me after i decided to make other plans. grr. i ended up going out to 'verve' bar in leicester sq. it was fun, but i was actually in the mood for some soca.
sunday, well. at least i was semi-productive today. i was proactive in organizing a group mtng for a debate against stem cell research. we made headway. we really did. hmmm...this debate is actually going to be hard since my strongest arguments are from ethical/legal/social blaaah bases. NOT DAMN SCIENTIFIC. oh well.. i get points for attempting to study this wknd...
my wknd was a flop. i was supposed to go out for drinks on fri.nite, but that was a bust b/c my friend whom i was mtng was
saturday was almost as bad. i honestly don't know how i wasted at least 10hrs in the day. i woke up @ 12pm, read my novel, played on the internet, helped my sis figure out her BF's hotel arrangements?, and then...here it is...i was supposed to go to this big trini party for a friend around 10pm. that was a bust b/c during the day i fcbk'ed this guy, and called him and left a vmail, and he decides to fcbk me after i decided to make other plans. grr. i ended up going out to 'verve' bar in leicester sq. it was fun, but i was actually in the mood for some soca.
sunday, well. at least i was semi-productive today. i was proactive in organizing a group mtng for a debate against stem cell research. we made headway. we really did. hmmm...this debate is actually going to be hard since my strongest arguments are from ethical/legal/social blaaah bases. NOT DAMN SCIENTIFIC. oh well.. i get points for attempting to study this wknd...
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