And I went for a Cello Ensemble July 15, 2008
Classical music has never been a favorite of mine, it not that I don’t appreciate it…its just that I need to be in the right mood, the right ambience and if there must be company then the right kind. So an auditorium
where love starved girls giggle behind you and smart alecks who can’t pronounce ‘minor’ is just not the right ambience. The fact that I was after a stressful day at work didn’t help and the company I was with didn’t quite cut it either. So I left feeling like I shouldn’t have gone in the first place.
I was happy to see my drama teacher play, I still remember hearing her play the cello in the far corner of the academy. The only boy who was playing the cello there was absolutely stunning. Maybe one day I’ll find a boyfriend who can play an instrument (Ahem no not that instrument), it’s amazing how quick their fingers move along the strings.
While I was sitting there amongst the bad ambience and the awful sound projection I was thinking how I’m always in awe when things work to timing, whether it’s music, dance, acting or a well timed joke. At times like those I instantly jrop my daw.
In Theaters July 11, 2008
Juno - Overrated
So I watched it. After listening to my friend’s yap about how good it was.
It was simply (yawn) boring. Maybe I’m being a little too harsh but it was boring, it was so boring I had to watch it in two couch sittings. I do agree that it was a different kind of movie but it wasn’t interesting. She seemed to me like she was making such as effort to be cool. It’s strange but I’ve always noticed that people in their early teens and late teens try really hard to be intellectual because they think that’s what’s cool. But I think it’s pathetic. The other thing about Juno that I didn’t like is how she approached the teenage pregnancy issue in such a witty way. If all high school students behave like that the world will definitely be a wonderful place in the future.
Picture this, sometime soon a teenage girl finds herself pregnant. She confronts her parents.
Girl: Mom, I’m pregnant.
Parents: What? What the hell? You’re grounded for the rest of your life!
You’ve disgraced all of us!
Girl: But Mom I can handle it.
Parents: Are you crazy?
Girl: Oh come on, if Juno did it, it’s a piece of cake.
Beware parents your kids might be strongly influenced by witty Juno because having a baby is no big deal.
21 - Cool
This is my kind of movie. Loved it. My only concern with the movie was that it could have been shot better.
Bucket List- Nice
After I dried my eyes, I was inspired to write down my bucket list.
Countries I want to visit-Greece, Egypt, Australia, Europe, America
Places I want to see - The Great Wall, Himalayas, Venice, Niagara Falls, The
Watchtower Head Office in Brooklyn and Patterson.
Things I want to witness- An International Convention, my wedding.
I’m sure there’s more to the list but I can’t think of more at the moment.
Narnia - Cool
Didn’t anyone tell Ben Barnes what his role in the movie was? I mean come on
the guy looked lost. That or he can’t act. Well apart from Prince Caspian I enjoyed the movie.
The Great Debaters - Awesome
I’ve always liked the movies with Denzel Washington, so I knew I was going to like this even before I watched it. Amazing stuff, the cast is super, the Texan drawl is fabulous and the Wiley Debate Team rocks.
Starter for 10 - Great
I think I’m beginning to love James McAvoy. The first movie of his that I watched was the Last King of Scotland. It was a good movie. Starter for 10 is especially good and I love the casting. Blonde bimbo, slightly awkward girl who is smart, geek freak boy, cute macho friend, obese friend and girlfriend’s demented parents. Watch it to believe it.
Hulk - Cool
I really liked Edward Norton’s acting, he looked so terrified that it was sweet. Ok I’m kidding. Anyway the only part I didn’t like was Liv Tyler, she seemed so fake in comparison to the animation. Sources say part 2 will star the Avengers. We’ll see.
Why do people lack faith? July 2, 2008
I’m like a little child. Curious. I ask questions, intelligent and stupid. I argue. I find out. I mediate on it. Then I believe.
I don’t simply take things at face value, I will dig deeper until I’m convinced. Unfortunately many people like to take the easy way out. They are quick to believe something they read, watch on TV or nod in agreement at someone’s opinion.
I’m not trying have a holier than thou attitude but hear me out and decide for yourself. Let me start with my basics, I was born into a religion much like most people. I was trained to believe the things my religion taught and what my parents believed. At one stage in my life when I turned a rebellious 17 I looked at other religions. My dad used to be a Catholic and his family are all strong Catholics with a mixture of hypocrisy that seems inherent in all of them, so I decided to start there. Later on I took an avid interest in Buddhism because my best friend was a Buddhist. Soon after I started going out with a Muslim I had many questions about his faith. Since I used to live in a Hindu community I can proudly say I know a little bit about them too. That was the last leg of my journey simply because none of them offered the answers to the questions I had. Instead I could answer most of the questions that had been puzzling them. That was when I reverted back to the religion I was born into and explored it further. I realized that the answers were all there its just that I was too interested with what others were doing and saying that I didn’t look into it myself. When I did, I found satisfaction and happiness.
There are a great number of things I love about my religion, we are trained to think, ask questions, mediate on what we learn and finally begin to believe it.
Once every four months we are given a topic that we need to develop a talk on. You could decide how exactly you want to deliver it, a setting to best make use of the topic of discussion. This time I’ve been asked to talk on the subject of why people lack faith? I was excited when I first got it because I didn’t really know the answer to that question though it’s amazing how often I used to question myself about why God permits wickedness. So I did some research and was quite astounded with what came up. One reason why people lack faith is because they don’t lack accurate bible knowledge, which is true, how often we come across people who read the bible but how well do they know what they are reading? Second, people are disillusioned with religion. The hypocrisy is just simply overwhelming and that is enough to put you off religion completely. Many people including all of the Christian sects now know that Jesus wasn’t born on the 25th of December, yet why do they keep celebrating it? I know the answer to that one, its because it’s easier to follow age-old traditions than to follow the truth, right? Oh no wait another thought popped into my head maybe the church doesn’t want to admit they were wrong and the people don’t want to point fingers at the church so ta da celebrate Christmas, easy way out eh? Third, people don’t understand why God permits wickedness. Simple, Adam and Eve sinned. Who made them sin? Satan. So we are still suffering from the after effects and Satan rules the world. Oh and the story about God needing an angel that’s why we die, it’s a fairy tale so you can stop telling that to your children. Fourth, people live their lives according to what they believe is the right thing. If we honestly knew what the right path is, why do we keep falling into potholes?
My Nana the devout Catholic goes to church every Sunday, like a prayer (sorry couldn’t help that) and when something bad happens she has the same questions like most people who lose a loved one in death, or go through some horrible experience. One day I asked her quite respectfully whether she’s learned anything at all from her years spent kneeling at the pew. You’ll be glad to know I got an earful for that. Seriously Church is much like the Sri Lankan school system, it so hard to get a decent education.
My final words on this post. Life is too short to go through doing all the wrong things. Base your faith on facts and if you know you’re doing the wrong thing, stop and correct your ways. Also find/discover the answers to your questions, but be careful from where you find the answers.
Blind Date June 27, 2008
Wednesday the 25th wasn’t like any other Wednesday. It was in fact extremely stressful, and it wasn’t because of work. This friend of mine whom I’ve never met before (I can’t remember how we even started being friends, all I remember is that we’ve been friends for about 3 years) and lives in Aussie suddenly sends me a message on Facebook suggesting we meet up. I was pretty surprised that he was in town, so anyway while I was thinking about it he sent me a message again saying that he would like me to come out Tuesday night. I immediately made up this huge story about not being able to make it. The thing is this, I was scared to meet him. What if he turned out to be a wierdo? Living in Aussi far away from me and communicating is fine but not in close proximity. He replied back all disappointed and I felt bad, so I asked him to meet me for coffee the following day at Coffee Stop. Awesome, a crowded place, he won’t be able to do anything so I felt a lot better. Then I called a couple of friends asked them to randomly pop in to see how things were going and if I needed bailing out they knew what to do. Sorted.
Wednesday the 25th dawned. I was nervous. I felt my stomach in knots. I was stricken with panic. I didn’t want to meet him so I hoped that he would text me back with an excuse. Instead he called to find out whether I could make it for sure. I assured him that I would be there. He sounded nice on the phone but they say serial killers are also equally nice, so it did nothing to ease the uneasiness.
5:30 hailed a taxi and made it to the Cinnamon Grand. I didn’t know how he looked so I didn’t know whom to look at. There was a young guy in a red tee sitting with one leg tucked under the other leg, couldn’t see his face. For a moment I stood there hoping it wasn’t him, because his blue underwear was visible and it immediately put me off. I was in two minds, walk away or just ring his phone. I took a deep breath and dialled his number. The underwear peeping guy didn’t move or check his phone. So I looked around and there was another guy seated on a comfy couch, he was dressed in the same colour as the couch so it kind of camouflaged him. He looked at me and I walked over and said ‘hi, it’s me Curly Tales’. Instead of extending his hand, he reached out and hugged me. After much trepidation I hugged him back.
He immediately offered to get me a coffee, so we walked over to the counter. Whilst we there, we had a casual discussion. I quickly warned him that a couple of friends might pop over, so there was nothing to be alarmed about. He was cool with that in fact he told me his cousin might come over to pick him up. So he had a back up plan too in case I was a serial killer. At that precise moment friend number 1 who happens to be Specko shows up. We ordered our coffee, found a place to sit and starting talking about random stuff. Then friend number 2 Hypergiggler arrived, all flustered. She settled down and got Specko talking. So now there was two conversations happening, one between the two of them and the other between the two of us. I actually liked that, it allowed us to concentrate on ourselves rather than worry about having to make an impression on the other two. We chatted about random things, nothing too serious and nothing too stupid. Th only important thing I gathered from the whole conversation is that he’s still single. Then it was time for him to go, he didn’t look like he wanted to stay or he wanted to go, he seemed simply just casual. I don’t know whether that was a good sign or a bad sign. When we were saying our good-byes, he hugged me again. This time I caught a whiff of his after-shave and I quite liked it. Not the hug though, like I’ve mentioned before hugs don’t happen naturally for me. He left.
I really liked him. He was nice, cute, friendly and a burgher. The rest of the evening went off well. Specko got along with Hypergiggler and friend number 3 Bouncy who also showed up. Now the whole episode has left me with questions spinning in my mind…
What does he think of me?
Does he think I’m stupid?
Will he keep in touch?
Does he think I’m attractive?
And loads more. Well I hope he keeps in touch and I hope I get to go to Aussie in September or February so I can meet up with him and the rest of my buddies.
So here goes… June 26, 2008
The strange and wonderful things are happening all over again. I feel nauseous and happy all at the same time. These strange and wonderful feelings are also gut wrenching because as I’ve written before the guy that turns my insides upside down has a girlfriend. So I should stop obsessing about him and hoping that something happens to his girlfriend.
Life’s a bitch!
So I’ve decided I’m going to bury my feelings behind the washing machine, it’s a great place to hide stuff. What goes behind, never comes back. A secret place like Narnia. Anyway this post all about putting an end to my tugging heartstrings. Before I rest my case on this matter (yes my darling friends your ears will finally be at peace) I need to say that this has been the longest crush I’ve had. I still remember the first time I developed a crush on him. I was 14 going on 15. I was shy and awkward around him, still am. Every time a girl approached him I would immediately start hyperventilating. Well there’s no use reminiscing, it’s time to let go.
So here I am
Letting go
On the other matter… the matter about the guy whom I didn’t have feelings for, well I told him that I simply couldn’t go on hoping that in time I would have feelings for him so the best thing is to just forget about it..
He thankfully was all right with it and didn’t put up a fuss even though I knew he wanted to say things to make me change my mind. So that’s over with though we promised to remain friends. I would hate it if he stopped being my friend.
So I guess I’m going back to my old boring life and I promise no more ramblings about my love life for a while.
7 Random Things… June 19, 2008
The Missing Sandwich tagged me a while ago and wanted me to list down 7 random and weird things, which are part of my existence, eyeball and lung. So here goes:
1. I’m not extremely affectionate. Don’t get me wrong, I love smooching and all things naughty but not in public. Plus I’m very reluctant to hug friends and family. Sometimes when it’s required, it is a huge effort. But I do love them and always give them sentimental gifts to make sure they know I care.
2. I like talking to the walls and the mirror. No its not because I’m crazy but because walls and mirrors don’t talk back unlike my mother and sister.
3. I hate talking in the morning.
4. I hate to eat.
5. I think with my mouth open (Pointed out by Pokey and Sam (who sometimes thinks with her mouth open too))
6. I make funny faces when I’m bored, walking on the street or just minding my own business at office.
7. I talk excessively when my sugar levels are down and I’m in dire need of sleep. Well I also talk excessively when my sugar levels are up and when I’ve slept for 3 days straight.
That’s my 7!
Well I’m tempted to ask you what your 7 is, but I won’t because I don’t want you to be weirder than me.
June 13, 2008
Woke up this morning with a feeling of disappointment.
Knowing that it could have been avoided makes it worse.
I stand and stare into the mirror.
My tousled curly hair seems messier.
They’re frizzing to show their disapproval.
I avert my eyes to avoid looking straight back at them.
I move away and tell myself that it’s okay.
But it’s not, because I’ve given him renewed hope.
Hope, that he shouldn’t believe in.
I curse.
At my selfishness and loneliness.
But it’s too late.
Too late to go back and make things right.
But it’s still not too late to avoid making the same mistake twice.
Love complications June 12, 2008
He’s a nice guy.
Has a good job, which means he’s financially stable.
He’s got a car, that’s great. Relationships should come with a car from now on.
Extremely spiritual. That’s great too, since I need someone to keep me in the right spiritual track.
It’s comfortable having a conversation with him. He speaks easily without awkward pauses.
He understands me and doesn’t expect things I can’t and will not do.
He respects me.
Basically I’ve found ‘a good match’, as my Nana would say. So what am I whining about?
Well he’s short. Maybe 2 inches shorter than I am, that means I won’t be able to wear heels for the rest of my married life. But that’s a petty issue.
He’s not funny, no that’s not correct he is funny but not witty. I love witty people more than just being funny.
He doesn’t share the same passions or amusements for things. I don’t think he’ll find the spinning scrambler amusing.
He’s not spontaneous. I’m the sort of person who likes to wander around Ginigathena in the dark, or dance in the rain, or drive down to Hikka in the middle of the night. Well I know with a little pushing and prodding he’ll do it but that’s not what I want.
He doesn’t like dogs. That’s a big NO for me. I have a big black loving German Shepherd and won’t leave him for a man.
Very simply he seems like the near perfect guy but I’m not in love with him.
…………………………………
He’s a nice guy.
He’s still in University, a million miles away.
His family is a family I have always dreamt I would have when I married somebody (yes I’ve thought about that at length).
He’s not spiritual but he believes in God.
He’s creative and shares the same taste in music, theater, books and movies.
He’s extremely smart and has a great sense of humour, plus the right amount of wittiness.
He loves dogs.
I’m sure he has a whole load of faults but I can’t pinpoint them simply because I’ve tried to keep my distance hoping my feelings for him will change. So that kinda limited my interactions and getting to know you better. But the feelings haven’t…what do I do?… confess my feelings? Well I can’t do that because there’s one major problem.
HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND!!!
Aiyo!
Just in case you didn’t know, I’m not the relationship breaking type. I’ll leave that to the bitches!
You think God doesn’t see what you do? June 4, 2008
There’s this man whom I dislike a lot and he keeps sending me random mails regarding useless stuff. Today he sent me a mail about a movie that’s premièring, somewhere called ‘ Corpus Christi ‘. The story apparently portrays Jesus and his disciples as homosexuals. So the mail was all about trying to ban this movie by signing it with your name at the bottom of the mail. A certain number of signatures will be enough to stop the movie from being screened. Basically it was a petition.
I don’t like petitions and I seriously don’t think they work so I choose to ignore them. My problem with this particular mail was that it irritated me simply because I don’t understand why everyone gets worked up about something like this. Don’t get me wrong I am a Christian and I’m completely against it but instead of signing a bloody viral petition I will NOT watch the movie neither will I promote it to someone else. I believe that God will deal with people who purposely misinterpret the bible and conjure story lines for entertainment. So better leave Armageddon to God.
Well I don’t remember a petition circulating when the Da Vinci Code was launched and that too promoted the idea that Jesus left behind a generation. Homosexuals or leaving behind a generation, I don’t know which is worse.
What’s more annoying about the whole thing is that the man who sent it lives an ungodly life and he thinks it’s shocking that people twist the bible. What a hypocrite!
