¶ 12:06 am 0 comments

  Exams With under two weeks to go everyone has pretty much got their act together, well as far as is possible for our infamous class. Now comes the hardest part of all. I think everyone is scared shitless, I know I am. If you're not scared, stop lying to yourself. Please.
Anyway, best of luck everyone. Study hard like good children, perhaps "like a dog" as Usman does, or just don't study at all. Whatever floats your boat....
Alas! Freedom awaits us!  ¶ 9:19 am 1 comments

  Words and phrases are memories



Jobless as per usual and confined to my bed for the evening after an unfortunate episode of over-excitement whilst swimming at Himmy's today. I'll live. Slightly more productive as a result, and inspired by my temporary lack of pain free mobility, I have decided to write down my thoughts on life at this moment in time.

Here are the words that best describe these last few months in the hazy bubble I like to think of as life. I have been having some of the most awesome times ever. Great great friends, great great times and great great places. Wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world right now.
A picture is worth a thousand words right?

Slightly (not completely) inspired by Annelie's previous entry on words, although this has nothing at all to do with what she was talking about. It's just words that got my thinking...
In no particular order, for memories sake... words and random phrases of the recent happenings:

pardon
fruit
(numbered) jihads
great minds
lit tuition
jungle boys
the joke book
loons
fool
50/50
indirect
my mansion
a lakh
bullshitters
partying in the maldives last night
M.P Thompson Peter
charles gets kicked in the nuts by a member of the minority
Eurasia
usman is going to heaven
thumb war
COMUN party
mooorda foorka
suuuuu ho
tempted to touch is dead. perpetual happiness :)
that bastard
your mom
courage to make the call
the clique
food club
school lunch break
garden cricket
sulai's debates
kent
student A and student B
deutsch mark
i'll take you to the candy shop (real mp3 tune yeah!)
tree trunks
pissing off the guard
cake
FNT
suprise party that i don't think was a suprise
cramming
pedro jose the immigrant
for sure
hash
indra reagent
shisha
gossip bar
mr krishan
mr romesh
JUUUUHANNNNIIII
jew
the jungle and jungle net
baila
allah loves me, does he love you?
banana milkshakes
o levels
slacking
guaranteed 95%
do i know you?
sexy zara
friday nights
acropol
bitty
if you pick a paw paw
the commons
hotel de plause
blogs
cutlet
cartilage
icing on the cake
moroccan pipe
planning post May 26th
hippo poses
sudiiii
strawberry flavouring to the weed
computer says no *cough*
teasing sulai
im a GIRL
im not going to give you the bloody answers, just f**k off!
severe sense of humour failure
mocks
cook dinner in your bedroom
catdog
awaiting freedom
sucking up to FNT
flower drum breakfast
white power
black power
bus rides
emmet till
yerr i know
severe case of repeating myself
stupid americans
study like a dog
ticklish
my grandfather says...
galadari
no exit
school play lockers
mount beach
millions of peaches
bossa nova
kool & the gang
are you clean?
pink floyd's coke dealer
chopsticks
dissing matches
drop dead
mammie
*
*
light upset
learning how to grow cous cous from wikipedia
radioactive glow stick spillage
compact
the charlotte and luke show
the dog that drives a ferrarri
rugby/golf
100 100 100
gravity is going to the left

If I have missed any out please to comment and tell me yeah... hehe.. my memory is a bit foolish at times!! I apologise profusely that this is so bloody long. Just too many memories I'm afraid.  ¶ 11:38 pm 2 comments

  The Lost Ones... I went to see this amazing performance at Bishops called "The Lost Ones" by The Vanishing Point Theatre Company on Saturday afternoon. A Scottish troop imported by the British Council to wow the minds of us in Lanka. I had heard so much praise for it by everyone that had seen it on the Thursday and Friday showings that had no idea what to expect. I walked in and sat down with high expectations and needless to say was so impressed by every single aspect of the performance. The lighting.. the co-ordination.. the actors themselves... the stage effects and the set. I don't think I have seen anything quite like it in my entire life, let alone in the theatre deprived city of Colombo.

I'm not going to write some long winded and random review on it as I could never do it justice, and more importantly I have absolutely no idea how to write one. Everyone I have tried to explain it to has looked at me suspiciously and then gone on to give me rather funny looks at the fact my favourite parts of the entire show were when a tall skinny Scottish man (resembling Napolean Dynamite) jumped on stage in a school uniform and sang his heart out to a slightly fruity banjo. Funny eh?

If you saw it: great show right?
If you didn't: why on earth didn't you!?

One thing I must say though is that there could have been a much larger turn out. When I went to see the show on the Saturday matinee, the auditorium was only about 1/3 full. It's such a shame that more people didn't come and enjoy something that was so different from what Colombo usually experiences, especially when all people do is complain about how under-cultured Colombo is and that there is never anything on!  ¶ 7:37 pm 2 comments

  Fat Tony
Anthony was our mentor last year, until he had to go and graduate on us. Gone are the days of continual insults and random guitar sing alongs to tunes made up on the spot. Sulaiman's Dying... Luke's Teeth.. Mr Shearer... Great great memories..
Anyway this dude is probably the best guitar player I know personally and his stuff is definitely worth checking out, so please do! His blog has links to some of his stuff.  ¶ 4:43 pm 2 comments

  When boredom takes over... With the completion of my first few blog entries, all sources of inspiration have seemingly dried up. What is up with her imagination you must be thinking. The truth is that lethargy has taken over my body and the random tit-bits of nothingness that I am known for by my ever loving friends have long left me. Sad isn't it.

So for now I am going to write a bit about the one thing I have been definitely been doing too little of lately... Reading. Here are my top ten (at the moment seven) reads; not necessarily books, but also magazines, newspapers and comics.
Anything interesting that manages to cure my sporadic fits of boredom:

1. National Geographic
   It's brimming with suprisingly interesting articles about everything under the sun. You can find out about issues that you never thought would interest you or never knew existed. The range of topics covered is that diverse! The photography is also something that deserves a mention... As Yanik says, it's AWESOME! I especially like the monthly feature they have about a towns from different Zip Code... there sure are some weird ass Hicksvilles out there!
   
   
2. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
   I had to read this for my O Level Literature course and I hated every single word the first time I read it. After five reads it has grown on me to the extent that it now one of my favourite books. Funny eh?
   The description used by Fitzgerald is fascinating. He can make the most insignificant object or person seem the most important thing out there, sometimes with detail to the extent that it's off putting. This however makes the book what it is. With loads of hidden symbols, wacky imagry (thanks Miss Attygalle for that) and a cool plot I would definitely recommend it to anyone.
   
   
3. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon
   One of my all time favourites, if not out respect for the author who was able to write so convincingly in character as an autistic teenager. I really don't know how he managed to capture what goes through the mind of an autism sufferer but he did and did so very well! A really easy but good read that might leave you with a different outlook on life.
   
   
4. The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole (Series) By Sue Townsend
   I haven't met many people in Sri Lanka who have read this so I am afraid I have to say they have missed out. It is something that every child grows up with in England. The first book in the series, "The Secret Diary Of Adrian Mole, Age 13 3/4" sees Mole as a spotty teenager old with more problems than he can deal with. He is a self proclaimed literary interlectual whose poetry has just been rejected by the BBC, his parents are about to divorce and he has just been dumped by his girlfriend. The irony that is oh so undetectable when you first read it as a 12 year becomes more and more apparent the older you get and with its 1980s context it's hilarious!
   The lastest in the series, "Adrian Mole and the Weapons of Mass Destruction" sees Adrian as a failed thirty something year old, divorced with a child to support. His irony lives on into the 1990s and the book is just as good as the first.
   
   
5. The Week
   I'm such a nerd... but as soon as a new issue is out I rush to the school library to inconspicuously steal it and take it home to read in the confines of my own room. With the only TV of the house being in my brother's room, I really cannot be bothered to risk cutting my life short by venturing into his stinking pit. Instead I resort to reading "The Week". It's a British based news magazine that I find an interesting read. It has a good overview of the happenings in the world and some good movie reviews of independent films as well as the bigger ones. Saves me from dying during my free periods.
   
   
6. Inspector Morse Series by Colin Dexter
   You might have seen the BBC TV series of these books, but if you haven't it's just your average detective series to be honest. I can relate to it because it is set in my home town, and all the places mentioned I know or have been to. That's what makes it cool. Actually I have changed my mind, it's not average. It's really really good, otherwise I wouldn't be writing it here.
   
   
7. TIN TIN Series by Herge
   I love this comic soooooo much. Bah to all the other comics out there. Tin Tin is lightyears head. With the good old Captain, Snowy and the rest of the gang I never ever get bored of reading the series. Ever. Poo to Spawn and Sin City.
   
   
8. The Bible
   For reasons other than the obvious... Some of the stories are bizarre!
   
   
9. Boy & Going Solo by Roald Dahl
   Anyone who has read these books will know why I love them so much. Dahl must have had the most amazing childhood ever if everything written is actually true. His random diversions into his family history could have been so dull and boring but they're not at all. Both Boy & Going Solo are awesome!
   
   

  ¶ 7:58 pm 4 comments

  Annelie
The fruit fool of my life has a new blog. It is full of random, quirky musings about crazy and wonderous things and will leave you quietly laughing to yourself.
Click on the pic to visit her blog, Musings of a Mongrel.
Photo courtesy of Yanik.  ¶ 12:13 am 1 comments

  Don Francisuge Himansu Perera
This is Himansu. He is one of my closest friends and has some really cool though slightly disturbing drawings. If you're feeling bored or you like art, why not have a quick look at his blog.
Don't be put off by the random commentary to his pics.. You will only really understand it if you know him well. :-)
Click on the pic of him to go to his blog.  ¶ 11:12 pm 2 comments

  La Musique Some of my favourite musicians of all time seem to sing and perform in languages other than my own. I don't know what it is that attracts me to this except that fact that good music is going to be good music no matter what language the words are sung in. When you can feel what the song is trying to say purely through the vibes and the passion put into it, it makes you appreciate it a whole lot more.

My Top 15 foreign language artists and groups (in no particular order):

1. Khaled
2. Astrud Gilberto
3. Buena Vista Social Club (and any associated members etc)
4. Telephone
5. Andrea Bocceli
6. Faudel
7. Cheb Mami
8. Gilberto Gil
9. Joao Gilberto
10. MC Solaar
11. Rachid Taha
12. Sergio Mendes & Brasil 66
13. Bebel Gilberto
14. Shakira
15. Caetano Veloso

Top 20 Songs:

1. Ces Soiree La - Yannick Noah (ahhhhh for the sake of all those memories :-D)
2. Quelqu'un M'a Dit - Carla Bruni
3. Dieu Ait Son Âme - MC Solaar
4. Vivo Per Lei - Andrea Bocceli & Laura Pausini
5. Tellement n'Brick - Faudel
6. Aicha - Khaled
7. Mais Que Nada - Sergio Mendes & Brasil 66
8. Pais Tropical - Sergio Mendes & Brasil 66
9. Youm Wara Youm - Cheb Mami & Samira Said
10. Sitio Do Pica Pau Amarelo - Gilberto Gil
11. Agua De Bebe - Astrud Gilberto & Antonio Carlos Jobim
12. Menfi - Rachid Taha, Khaled & Faudel (from 1, 2, 3 Soleils)
13. Superstarr- MC Solaar
14. Abdel Kader - Khaled, Rachid Taha & Faudel (again from 1, 2, 3 Soleils)
15. Un Peu De Ton Amour - Telephone
16. Cendrillion - Telephone
17. Chan Chan - Buena Vista Social Club
18. Du Rire Aux Larmes - Sniper
19. Chega De Saudade - Bebel & Joao Gilberto
20. Didi - Khaled

A lot of musicians I mentioned are actually long gone and have been for a while now (Telephone was a French punk band functioning in the late 70s). I still feel, however, that the English speaking world is ready for something other than English. English is the most unexpressive language out there and let's face it, its mainstream music these days is not the most inspiring. Just think of the Pussy Cat Dolls or something similar. It would be really cool if some of these artists I have mentioned got the international recognition they deserve, and people were able to broaden their tastes to something that is hopefully a bit different.

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  May 8th 2006 May 8th 2006 is the date on my calender that is looming ever closer. Every day the hours left until O Levels begin are diminishing, and yet the real pressure doesn't seem to have hit me at all. With hours spent at home doing, lets face it nothing, every single day for the last week, methinks I could have mustered up the effort to at least get something done. Instead I have been reduced to feebly flicking though my chemistry notes (chem is what everyone is supposed to be most afraid of right?), fooling myself (as well as my trusting parents) that I am actually studying. With an attention span for this kind of thing that is considerably small, after every 10 minutes of studying i end up taking a 45 minute break and legging it to the computer :-) What to do? A week before the exams I will be paying for it.

Lucky enough to have parents who let me do pretty much what I like, wherever and whenever I wish to do it and give me the responsibility to look after my school work (which I usually do), I just made myself look like I take advantage of them. That is definitely not the case most of the time, there just needs to be a sense of immidietness (is that a word?) for me to get up and do something productive. Up till now this has always meant night before cramming. Somehow I don't think that's going to work this time and I'm starting to wonder when this immidietness and urgency is going to finally desend upon me!
Dreaming of the 26th of May...
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..  ¶ 8:49 am 4 comments

  90s Child
Hey.. Im not gonna claim that i wrote all of this though i did add in a few ! i came across it and man... it brought back sooooo many memories of back in the day!! WOW how things have changed! I feel so nostalgic!

I really wonder what sort of things will be written in 10 years about '00s kids... hehehe...

You know you're a British 90s kid when...

1. You've worn leggings and felt cool (too cool for school actually)
2. You can sing the rap to"The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air" (every single word)
3. You remember when it was actually worth getting up on a Saturday morning to watch LIVE AND KICKING (hell yeah that show was awesome!! I loved Zoe Ball)
4. You used to love playing with your "Puppy in my Pockets"
5. You had a HUGE fringe at some point during your childhood (why the fuck do i have a mullet as well then? hehe)
6. Reading and watching Goosebumps was all you did for a a large part of you childhood
7. You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school (Barbie..?? Sesamie Street??)
8. You remember that huge craze of Yo-Yos and Tamagotchis
9. You still get the urge to say "not" after every sentence. Not.
10. You know that Kimberly, the Pink Ranger, and Tommy, the Green Ranger were meant to be (hell yeah my favourite show until my cousin suddenly told me it wasnt cool anymore... then I suddenly decided i didnt like it either)
11. You collected Pokemon cards(yeus! still have 'em)
12. You played and/or collected pogs (i stole some pogs from this boy in my class when i was about 6 and my mum had to come in to talk the teacher :-/ Refer the pic of the thief in the corner!!)
13. You had a weird alien that lived in a gooey stuff in a plastic pod and you thought if you stuck two back to back they would have a baby (omg and i actually went on believing that for such a long time... friends sweared on their lives that their alien had reproduced! My alien must have been infertile)
14. You watched the original Postman Pat, Fireman Sam and Ninja Turtles (Fireman Sam was the absolute MAN i swear... the way he came down the firemans pole ... yeah!!)
15. You remember when the new beanie babies were always sold out as soon as they came out.. and you couldn't wait to get the latest one (still have mine!)
16. You used to wear stick on earrings, not only on your ears but at the corners of your eyes too (hmmmm... cant say i did actually)
17. You know the Macarena off by heart(YEUS!)
18. "Talk to the hand" (enough said)
19. You remember the time before the Literacy and Numeracy hour existed (haha my school said fuck that!! my teacher was a hippie who told the government to screw off !!)
20. You thought that brian from "Pinkey and the Brain" would finally take over the world. (the pinkey the pinkey and the BRAIN!!)
21. You remember bum bags
22. You always wanted to be on Fun House (Still do!!)
23. You collected Tazos
24. 2 words: Spice Girls (Spiceworld was all i watched for a long time... i wanted baby spice to adpot me haha)
25. You wore Disney plastic rucksacks ( i also had a disney purse. it was one of the puppies from 101 Dalmations)

VIVA LA 90s!

  ¶ 1:23 am 7 comments