TWIG : I'm losing count of days..

...already.


So, if I'm not terribly wrong, it's Monday morning over here.
And I think I'm the only one awake.
Unless the girl upstairs is awake also. There's one of Yan Qi's housemates who doesn't ever hang out with us, and for all intents and purposes after this, she will be referred to as 'the girl upstairs'.
...that is, if I ever feel the need to blog about her again.

Yesterday was such a wonderfully lazy day.
I loved it.
I woke up around 10am yesterday, and literally spent the whole day lazing around in bed with my laptop/chatting with the others until 6pm,
then we all got ready for a steamboat dinner (in the house itself), which was pretty fun,
because the boy and his friend came over as well.

I went to sleep pretty early last night,
I guess the lack of sleep is finally catching up to me.

And oh oh.
Yesterday evening, I went to wash my hair so I wouldn't have to wash it this morning,
and after I was done, I wanted to dry my hair yeah, because I didn't want to walk around with wet hair in this cold and get a flu or something.
And then I noticed...
...
....
.....dandruff!
:O
:O
:O
HOLYSHIT.
And I swear to God it looked exactly like those pictures in our Dermato textbooks, the seborrheic dermatitis lesions.
WTF OKAY.
WTF.
I all but freaked out and died!
I was so afraid all my hair was going to fall out or something, and I mean, how the hell do I walk around with that on my head?!
aaaaaaaaaaargh
After I came downstairs though, one of the girls was telling me that it was actually pretty normal,
and they'd all experienced it,
which was why I'd seen either a tar-based shampoo/Selson's/Head&Shoulders in every bathroom.
And there I was walking around with my beloved Sunsilk.
It's apparently because of the weather here...its so dry! So aparently I shouldn't wash my hair every day -.-
I mean how the hell was I supposed to know right?
But ugh.
I'm so upset about it right now.
Hopefully I manage to get rid of it soon, or I'll wear a hat and walk around everywhere.

My hair is a major point of vanity with me okay.

:(


Oh well.
Can't really think of anything else to type.
Won't blog again today, probably the next post will be tomorrow after I get back from class.
I'm not sure what to expect, so I'm just going with not expecting anything at all.
yep.

Going out to Galway town (?city) later to get groceries and buy my sim cardddd.

yeh.

okeh.


Here is a new Kurt Schneider video with Alex Goot.
I don't what instrument it is that Kurt's using, but it is insanely cool.
And he still has the prettiest hands.

ok.

How To Save A Life - Kurt Schneider & Alex Goot







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TWIG : Happy New Year! :)

Roarrrr!

Happy New Year everybody! :DDD

I'm just hoping 2012 is a good year for everyone.
2011 was a bit of a mess.
Until today I can't actually remember when 2011 started...it actually spanned almost 3 semesters for me.

So yeah, no expectations for the new year, just please God, let it be a good one.
I've got both Sem 9 and Sem 10 coming (my final semesters in medschool) and I could really use a break.




Right.
So yesterday was completely spent in Dublin.
Didn't take too many pictures because everyone was more into shopping, what with the New Year's sale and all.
I don't like shopping. :/ And the only thing I was slightly tempted to spend my money on was this cute white mug with the words "I Love Caffeine" on it,
but then I decided it would probably count as unnecessary, so I didn't.

Which reminds me, my coffee withdrawal is getting reeaaaallly bad.
Woke up at 8am yesterday with a blinding headache, the kind I usually get when I haven't had my coffee fix,
and then it hit me. 8am here is 4pm back home.
Waaaaaaaay past my usual coffee-dose-time.
And not just the headache, my hands were shaking so bad I was so afraid I'd drop the glass that I was making coffee in.

Less headachy today though, maybe my body's adjusting to the different time zone.

Okay, anyway,
back to the Dublin trip.

I love Dublin.
I do.
Eventhough we only were walking in and out of shops yesterday.

The buildings are so beautiful!
And old-schooly and :)
And people walk everywhere, and its so much safer than it is back home.
If we walked in KL the way people walk here, we'd have been victims of snatch-theft within the first 10 minutes or something.
And cars actually actually stop for people at the zebra crossing.
:O
That came as a bit of a surprise.
Back home, zebra crossings serve absolutely no purpose whatsoever. No car stops for you. -.-

And there were street musicians,
and people doing street art and everything.
It was an experience alright, seeing all of that.
And the street musicians are really talented though! I could've stood there for hours just watching them sing/play their instruments.
Damn jakun lol.


Couldn't stay in Dublin to welcome the New Year though,
because there wouldn't have been a bus back to Galway after 12am, and staying overnight in Dublin was out of the question.

Was initially supposed to go to Belfast for fireworks instead, but apparently transportation to Belfast is crazy expensive,
so we just welcomed in the New Year at home instead.
And then sat around talking til 5 in the am.
o.O

Yan Qi's housemates are really nice (have I mentioned this before?)
They're like kindred spirits,
so, so far so good.

20 days left before I go back home!

I kind of miss home actually.
I came all the way here to see if the grass is really greener on this side,
and so far I can honestly say, in terms of living conditions, it most definitely isn't.

We're a pampered lot back home, actually.

And honestly, honestly,
I don't think I'll ever EVER complain about my housemates' cleanliness (or lack thereof) again.
Ever.

At least I've learnt to have a bit more appreciation for my Seremban house after coming back here.
That's a silver lining, isn't it?



The weather here is alright,
apparently its one of their mildest winters.
Just rain and wind.
No snow.
And eventhough I'd really like to experience snow, right now I'm rather thankful for the lack of it, because I don't have boots and I really don't fancy slipping everytime we have to walk somewhere.


I haven't yet been able to explore Galway
(kind of rethinking the whole TWIG thing right now, three days and I've only really been in Dublin most of the time LOL)
I guess we'll do that tomorrow, and I really need to get a sim card so I can contact the boy easily once we start class.

yep.

This post is rather incoherent because I'm awfully sleepy,
and hungry,
and my fingers are frozen.
I'd wear a cardigan, but the rest of me isn't cold.
Just my fingers.
and my nose.
-.-


Happy New Year again!




~vid~

TWIG : Galway and Goodnight :)

So I reached Galway in one piece around 2.45pm :)

Spent time catching up with Yan Qi,
getting to know her housemates,
and then Jovann came over,
and then yeah. we've all pretty much been just sitting around and talking.

Her housemates are awfully nice.

Oh, and we're going to Dublin tomorrow again.
I'd actually like to see Dublin from the outside of a bus, it does seem like a very pretty town.

And I'm practically collapsing with the need for sleep,
so goodnight everybody!
I'll post about Dublin tomorrow :)

We won't be going for fireworks anywhere tomorrow though because we wouldn't be able to get transport back to Galway if we did.
Oh well,
can't have it all eh?





~vid~

TWIG : Dublin

So I've arrived in Dublin!
Whee!
Arrived 1.5 hours ago, collecting baggage was pretty easy, and the customs and immigration people were really nice :)
Half-walked, half-ran to the coach park (also really easy to find...there were signs everywhere), just in time to miss the 10.45 bus. :(
Like it literally left just as I reached the coach park.
Got on the 11.45 bus instead. He's just left for Galway now :)) but we'll be making a stop in Dublin City first.
The bus has wifi, so coooool!

Although I should probably be admiring the sights instead of blogging rn.

Its so cold!
Was walking out of the airport earlier and was wondering where the smoke was coming from, then I realised it was my own breath fogging up in front of me.
:O

Got my Ipod in, with my Ali Zafar playlist, so I'm pretty content now.
Going to spend the rest of the bus ride staring out my window in wonder :D

Toodles!

~vid~

TWIG : Amsterdam!

Hello from Amsterdaaaaam!

Made it here in one piece. Hah!
So its currently around 6.35am here, and my flight is at 9.30am, so that gives me around 3 hours of nothing to do.
I'm sitting outside my gate because I really don't know where else to go, and I'm not hungry/thirsty so I'd rather not go sit in a coffee shop and waste money :/
So here I am, blogging!
Typing this out on Word first, because Schipol only allows free wifi for an hour, so I'd rather not connect to the Internet first..

And now I can hear someone whistling Tujhe Dekha in the airport, which is decidedly odd because I don't see any Asians around.
:O
Bollywood has infiltrated the West!
I mean, of course it did, quite some time ago, but wtv.

Everyone here is sitting around wearing their winter coats and all...and mine is just thrown over my arm because it really is hot here.
If I was wearing my coat right now I'd suffocate.
Getting alot of weird stares because I'm the only one not wearing mine.
Or maybe I'm getting stared at because I'm the only Asian person here.
Hm.

Anywaaaay,
I have alot to write about, so I'd best go in chronological order so I don't miss anything out.

Right,
So back at KLIA, we discovered they'd changed the aircraft to a smaller one, and so instead of being in row 15, I ended up in row 32.
Which was sort of okay, because I still had a window seat,
and the toilet (they call it lavaratory, wheeee! Haven't heard that word used in forever!) was just a row in front,
but I was sitting right behind the wing...
...not at all condusive when you're trying to watch an in-flight movie.
Turned the volume up pretty loud and yet still had to strain to hear what they were saying over the sound of the engines.

AND OMG WHY DO I ALWAYS GET STUCK BEHIND ABSOLUTE IMBECILES WHO RECLINE THEIR SEAT SO FAR BACK THEY'RE PRACTICALLY SLEEPING ON YOU?!
UGH.
Was hell trying to squeeze out from there to get to the toilet, plus my seatmate had 1467435544 things under her seat so I had to stumble all over that too -.-
I think I might have pulled too hard on the headrests of the seats in front while trying to maintain my balance.
Was kinda tempted to apologize, actually.
Like "I am SO sorry I'm bothering you, but I really have no choice because YOU'RE RECLINING YOUR SEAT TOO FUCKING FAR BACK, ASSHOLE!"

Oh.
See I've gotten ahead of myself here.
Okay, rewind back to the airporttt...

Alright, so back at KLIA, while I was waiting for them to open the gates to allow us to board the plane,
this random white dude in his 50's (? I think) decided to squeeze into a seat berween me and another lady,
and there really wasn't enough place for him, he was practically sitting on me!
And after a few awkward moments during which I was busying myself on twitter,
he decides to start talking to me...
...
...
...and doesn't stop!
Seriously, he talked about everything from his business deals in Malaysia, to how this time he was just accompanying his wife (a KLM stewardess) on holiday, to how he's not a huge fan of Ireland, to the Malaysian quota system...
(our quota system is an excellent topic for conversation btw)
He also slipped in ALOT of inappropriate but hilarious racist comments about everybody...the Dutch, the Irish, us Malaysians...and he was awfully loud about it too.
Spent about half an hour just listening to him. Was honestly rather fun though.
Oh and since his wife worked on the flight, halfway through the flight, circa 3am, she came over to confirm that I was the girl talking to her husband earlier,
told me to call her if I needed anything at all, and gave me a free toiletry bag (the ones they hand out in business class), compliments of KLM. :D
Its not much, but it was kinda sweet :)

I was actually kind of hoping there'd be someone at least half as chatty as him next to me on the flight,
but.
:(
There were two girls next to me, one Dutch, one Chinese, both of whom promptly pulled out storybooks and began to read as soon as they'd sat down.
Like.
Uhm.
Okay.
So I spent the whole flight alternating between movies, music and sleeping.
Watched Crazy, Stupid Love first, because I've been meaning to watch that since foreverrr,
and then dozed off for a bit. Maybe 2 hours. They had hindi music on the plane (Y) so I made a "playlist" of songs fron Jhootha Hi Sahi and Dabangg, and fell asleep to Sonu Nigam crooning in my ear.
Was kinda hoping for Mere Brother Ki Dulhan songs though, but that would've been just too good to be true.
Oh, and they served dinner. Which was awesome because I'd been starving within ten minutes of boarding the flight. O.o
Got up after a while and then decided to watch Source Code.
Didn't like the ending, they should've just ended the story with everyone dead.
But yeah, anyway,
tried to doze off again, unsuccessfully,
then gave up and debated on whether to watch Thor (hadn't watched that before), Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara (they actually had ZNMD asjfgfhfkkhgh), or You've Got Mail (because it's one of my fav movies)
Settled on Thor.
Josh Dallas was adorableeeee with that beard and all! Eventhough his role wasn't much.
And who was that acting as Loki? Looked an awful lot like Jared Leto. And I preferred him to Thor :)
Thor was annoying.

Okay, then we finally landed!
Was so tempted to say I'd finally landed on European soil! but I guess it doesn't count because I'm just sitting in the airport,
not actually stepping out into Amsterdam. :/
Changed my watch time to local time, and was planning on leaving my phone on Malaysian time,
but my phone had other ideas and decided to automatically switch instead -.-

My departure gate is on the other end of the airport from my arrival gate,
took me 20 mins of brisk walking to get here wt
Thankfully, since its so far at the end, the toilets were deserted, so I could take my own sweet time cleaning my teeth and brushing my hair and putting my contacts in.
Just for the added self-confidence ;)
Breakfast was also served on the plane, so I don't have to worry about that either.

And omg its taken me a whole hour to type out this post, so I'm going to shut up now.
Pray I can copy paste this into Blogger or you lot will only be reading this post 7 hours later. :/


:D


~vid~

TWIG : Pre-trip

AAAAAAAAAAAAH.

Hello.
:D

So its like 6pm here, and I've just spent the whole day sleeping.
Literally.
Like I woke up at 12, ate lunch, repacked everything until I was happy with it,
(STILL 24kg though. That's insane. Thank God I'm only in excess of 1kg, hopefully they'll waive it off)
and then I didn't know what to do with myself so I dozed off til now.

lol.

I don't know how I'm going to sleep on the flight later.
Oh well, just watch movies until I doze off then or something.


Got alot of phone calls today morning from my aunts/uncles all wired up to give me pep talks.
Like don't be nervous,
be brave,
God is always with you,
etc. etc.

Guess that kinda put things into perspective for me.

I'm not going to war.
I'm just going to go to a different country for a semi-holiday.
-_-

I've been making a mountain out of a molehill for no reason whatsoever,
but oh well,
whats life without a little drama eh?
And I have dramaticism in spades. ;)


So yep,
I guess I will blog when I'm in Amsterdam.
via tablet,
although I'd probably type it all out first and then log on to the Internet and copy paste the whole thing into blogger,
because apparently
Schipol offers free wifi for one hour.

ONE hour.

I'm going to be there for FOUR.

-_-

So here's the plan,
get off the plane, find my gate,
freshen up or wtv (I'm hoping all that will shave off at least half an hour from my transit time), and then go find a nice comfy place to sit and type another blog post about my amazing experience sitting in a cramped position for 13 hours because I'm too much of a self-conscious prat to get up and walk around except to the bathroom,
and then I'd pull out my 'Have A Little Faith' by Mitch Albom and read it til they call for boarding.

Or, in worst case scenario that I've used up my one hour free wifi and I really don't fancy reading,
I'll pull out my laptop and use that for another one hour instead.

Yesh.
Good plan.



Everything's pretty much done,
except for putting this laptop in my bag and locking everything up.

Still not too happy about how I have to wear my nerd specs on the plane because 13 hours is far too long to have your contacts in,
plus I'm planning on sleeping at some point during the flight,
so leaving them in is a no-no.
Especially now since I've done ophthalmo already and the consultants have had their fun scaring me about all the infections/complications related to contact lens wear.
-_-



Oh, and the boy is apparently staying in his friend's house.
Not MY friend's house.
I suppose that makes it easier for everybody,
but his friend's house is about half an hour away from where I'll be staying, so I guess we'd have to work something out in terms of how we meet up for uni.

Yan Qi was telling me the rough schedules for the cardio posting yesterday..

Tutorials, wards, clinics, surgical theatre..

I was okay with the tutorials part,
God knows I need ALOT of help with cardio (I hate it, its rubbish)

But omg, just hearing "wards, clinics, OT"...I wanted to vomit.
ugh.
yuck.
It's like a legit physical reaction to hearing parts of the hospital mentioned.

I've only been away from the medical field for 6 days,
its far too soon to start even thinking about wards and clinics again.
:(
Oh well.
I'll just have to keep a countdown of how many days I'll have to be there.

14 days as it is.

14 days is survivable, right?
:/




Alright,
its 6.15 now and I really have to go take a shower and then get ready to flyyyyy.
We're leaving for the airport at 8pm,
flight is at 11.40pm (have I mentioned this already?)

So unless I'm lost,
I'm too lazy,
something unthinkable happens,

the next post will be from Amsterdam!


yaaay!



Oh, and also I've decided I'm going to chronicle my entire trip as Three Weeks in Galway,
hence T W I G as the title of this post.


AAAAAAAND I've decided I'm going to make a scrapbook as well :D

I've been wanting to make a scrapbook for awhile,
but I just never had anything to make it on,
and its ridiculous to make a scrapbook for no reason at all.
(Actually it isn't, but yeah)

Which reminds me, I have to go save all my checklists from being unceremoniously dumped into the wastepaper basket so that I can paste them all in my scrapbook.

Should be fun.

Although I'll probably only start it when I get back to M'sia.
Don't fancy carrying more stationery halfway around the world :p


Not sure if I'll print blog posts and paste them in the scrapbook too.
Bit ridiculous to,
but it'd beat writing it all out again.
And then ten years from now I can pick up the scrapbook and laugh at how much I drama-ed about having to travel alone.



Damn. okay. I need to shower now.
Buh-byeeeee!


Pray I land safely and I don't get lost and it doesn't rain in Ireland!

(even if you're reading this after I've already landed, you can still pray ok. I'm sure God can see into the future and sense your good intentions and give me extra luck on your behalf as well.
K?
K. Thanksloveyoubye!)







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Chal Dil Mere

In a much calmer state of mind now.
Got all my documents sorted.
And I have to repack tomorrow, because there are odds and ends that I've left out.

I've more or less accepted that this is really happening.

LOL.
I make it sound like a death sentence of something, don't I?
You're just traveling, Vidya, don't be such a drama queen!



So its 2.30am,
and I'm still awake because

1) I'm suffering from post-semester insomnia. I usually sleep around 3/4am during semester,
but the difference is that when I get back from class in the afternoons I usually crash for awhile before getting up and doing my assignments.
Back home, I don't have the chance to nap in the afternoons,
so over the past few days I've been becoming increasingly sleep-deprived.
And yet, I still can't fall asleep before 4am.
Habitual insomnia, this one.

2) I anyway have to charge my camera, Ipod, Mp3 player, etc.
I'm going to steal this picture.
Because I want it on my blog.
And its all over the Internet anyway, so...
(all copyright to the rightful owner though)






yep.





I've been wanting to post Jhoom up for a few days already,
but ...just doesn't feel right today.

So.

Chal Dil Mere - Ali Zafar




(yes this has morphed into a semi-Ali-Zafar-fan-club blog)

I actually watched this video first, and I thought he was singing an old hindi song,
and then when I finally looked up the original,
...its his song!
From one of his earlier albums (the first one if I'm not wrong)
And I do believe he changed most of the lyrics for this live version. (I don't actually understand half of what he's singing)
And how cute is it that Kat and Imran just suddenly start dancing along to his singing?
And the falsetto at 1.21.

asldkjskfh.


I love this man.



Alright.
The only thing left to be charged is my phone.
Which I shall do tomorrow.







OH AND.
I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE DON'T STICK TO THEIR WORDS.
ONCE YOU'VE COMMITTED TO SOMEONE YOU CANNOT BE FICKLE.
YOU CANNOT CHANGE PLANS TEN MILLION TIMES WITHOUT THINKING ABOUT HOW OTHER PEOPLE MAY BE AFFECTED.

ugh.

This is why I like hibernating in my room.

I don't have to deal with people.




~vid~

The day before.

Fuck, my flight is tomorrow isn't it?

I sort of finished packing just now.
Might repack later, because I'm not happy with it. Can't do it right now because I'm in panic mode.
Again.
-_-
I think I was only calm for about a day and a half.

And oh my god, this is really happening.

I really am going to travel to a different continent for the first time in my life, and alone.
o.O
Lots of firsts.



Also, guess who decided to turn up today?
My period.
-_-
Its been delayed 3 weeks, and it decides to come today.
I suppose I should be thankful it didn't decide to suddenly make an appearance during the flight tomorrow or something.
I've been told the flow increases with altitude.
I'm hoping its just hearsay and that there's no truth to the statement at all.

And now, I can finally blame all my previous angsty/hormonal/whiny posts on a whole effing month of PMS.
I generally have PMS a week before getting my actual period,
(which sucks, but then again I have a fair warning...pros and cons, eh?)
and I got my PMS smack on time as usual this month,
but the period itself got delayed.
Add the usual one week PMS to the 3-week delay ...I've been in pain for a whole month okay.

Today was hell.

Took double dose of meds, which is the only reason I could muster up enough energy to pack today.

I'm so afraid I'll leave something important behind,
or I'll be lost,
or I'll screw up something at the transit/immigration,
or.
I don't know.
I suppose I'll be okay,
but aaaaah just let me be nervous okay? I'll be alright once I'm actually on the plane.
I'll be alot calmer.
Now I'm just going haywire.
Hence the incoherence of this post.

I honestly don't know what I'm typing.

Will probably blog while I'm on transit in Amsterdam,
because I have close to four hours with absolutely nothing to do.
mm-hmm.
Have to entertain myself somehow.


yep.
So.


P.S. Jea Mieeeee I love youuuu for saving my stories and sending them to me. :')



~vid~

Heartache

Remember how my laptop crashed some time back, and the guy took forever to fix it,
only to return it with everything saved under "Recovered File"?

I've been putting off going through my laptop and my external hard drives because...well, I've been awfully lazy.
Went through them today,
and discovered that most of the "recovered file"s cannot be opened.
They're just.
random.
blank.
things.

And so I went through my hard drives,

and I was so sure that I'd backed up my stuff quite recently...

...but I hadn't.
Well, apparently I hadn't.

I think I'd been backing up everything in my C drive to my D drive in case of a virus,
because they usually reformat just the C drive or something right?
and then they can backup from the D drive.
or something.
Well, that's how they did it for me before.

I was actually going through it today to see if my movies were still there,

(and of course they aren't)
(including my Season 1 of Game of Thrones and my season 6 of HIMYM)
But those I'm not too fussed over, I mean I can just download everything again.
No big deal.


What hurts more,
and this really hurts, mind you,
is that I've lost alot of my case reports and case summaries.
Actually I think I've lost all of them.
And all the ppt presentations,
and ugh.
Quite alot of uni stuff.

Imagine having to start case reports from scratch again next sem. :/


And along with my uni documents,
alot of my personal writing has disappeared too.
I mean, its not like they were anything great...but quite alot of time went into those random snippets.
And they're just.
well.
gone.

I suppose it serves me right for not being meticulous enough to backup my laptop every so often,
especially since my laptop had been threatening to crash for quite sometime already.

Still upsetting though.

I'm going to go wallow in self-pity for the rest of the night.
Not even Ali Zafar's angel voice can lift me out of this funk right now.
:(

I keep hoping all my documents will miraculously appear from somewhere.


sigh.




~vid~

Everybody say yeah, oh yeah.

HAI EVVYBODY!


So I'm actually supposed to be asleep now,
because its like 2.40 in the am, and I have to be up early tomorrow to go collect all the random perishables that I forgot in Seremban.

Perishables = foodstuff for those of you confused people.
yep.
Cannot leave foodstuff there for 2 months,
well, because my perishables are mostly like coffee and coffee mate and condensed milk and what not...
..
none of my housemates are coffee-drinkers so its not like they could use it up while I'm gone.
If they could've, I'd have left it behind.

so yeah.





Everytime I think about Thursday (which is when I leave for IRELAAAAAAAAAAAND btw, for those of you who didn't know about that)
I have this huge epic freak out session and I can't breathe for a bit.
Then I tell myself I'm not the first female on the planet to have traveled alone and I shouldn't be such a wuss and that if other people can do it then so can I.
yep.

I can do this.

As long as I don't get lost anywhere.

But considering I have three hours transit in Amsterdam,
and I have over an hour to get from Dublin airport to the coach station for my bus,
I don't think getting lost would be much of a problem.
As in I can afford to get lost and then find my way back within the allocated time limits.

But fgs, I'm going to countries where people speak English!
Don't be such an idiot Vidya.
-_-




Oh yes.
I haven't finished what I wanted to say.

So I have to be up early tomorrow, because I have to go Seremban,
and then I want to come back in time to be able to make it for the 12 o'clock show of MI 4!

I love Tom Cruise.
And I love love love the whole Mission Impossible franchise.

I swear I'm a confused child.
I mean I love rom-coms and Bollywood love stories and Disney fairytales, but dangle an action-flick in front of me and I'll salivate over it just as much as all the boys do.
true story.
Bet I'm not the only girl out there who does that either.
;)





Watched the Zee Cine Awards earlier.
Didn't watch the whole thing,
because my dad was watching some other movie on the Sundance channel before that.
The Journey or something.
About an Indian man who comes to America to live with his son and gets a culture shock ...or something.
You know, one of those movies that doesn't quite have a beginning or an end (or ANY point AT ALL for that matter) and tries to be artsy but actually fails?
yep.
I was paying more attention to the Pirates of the Caribbean game I download on my tab (Y).


Oh yes, and then we switched to the Zee Cine Awards,
and you know how on Astro when you flick through channels really fast sometimes the programme info comes on before the screen actually switches to the channel you want?
So the info came on and I was like "ooh Zee Cine Awards, okay lets watch that"
And then the screen finally switches to the awards programme itself,
and guess who was on my screen?

GUESS WHO?


ALI ZAFARRRRRR!
AAAAAAAAAAAAH!


And I had to contain all my emotions because ...well because. I mean my parents were there and everything ok.
I couldn't just jump up and down and go OH MY GOD ALI ON MY SCREEN THIS IS A SIGN I LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOU WONDERFUL MAN OH MY GOD.

...not that I would've done that even if I was alone though.
I mean.
of course not.
psh.

ahem.

Yes so.
Akshay (Kumar) was a wonderful host, he was hilarious. omg.
Really.
He should host everything from now on.

Shah Rukh was being ...Shah Rukh. -_-

Hrithik was adorrrrrbz as ever.

I love Vidya Balan omg.
And its not because she shares my name (okay well thats part of it) but she's just so gorgeous and classy and she doesn't go for all this glamour and stuff and ugh.
I just love her okay.
total girl crush.

And then Best Debut for Male Actor.
They nominated BOTH Ali AND Ranveer!
oh my heart.
And I mean, when Karan (who was announcing the awards...Karan Johar yeah) started going off on his own tangent,
I guess I sorta knew Ranveer was gonna win it,
and I love Ranveer.
I really do.
But.
But.
But.
Ali :(
I mean, I suppose it would've been a long shot to hope for Tere Bin Laden to win anything (eventhough they were nominated alot) but.
:(

My poor bby.



ALI ZAFAR HAD BETTER WIN BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR/BEST ACTOR IN A COMIC ROLE FOR MERE BROTHER KI DULHAN NEXT YEAR OR I WILL KILL SOMEONE.
I SWEAR.
I DON'T CARE WHAT OTHER WONDERFUL/EPIC/AWARD-WORTHY MOVIE THEY CAME UP WITH THIS YEAR.


...although I loved Farhan in Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara and he was hilarious and.

NOOOOOOOOOOO.
ALI MUST WIN.

DON'T LET YOURSELF BE SWAYED, VIDYA.

Or like, give Farhan Best Supporting and Ali Best Comic Role..
.
no wait, it would have to be the other way round.

OR.

omg I don't care I just want him to win something ok.

ok.




Oh wait.
You lot wouldn't know about my Ali Zafar obsession unless you follow me on twitter.

Mai apologeez.

Okay.

This is Ali Zafar.



Pakistani musician (singer), painter, recently-turned Bollywood actor.
He's actually got a long list of credentials which I am faaaaaaaar to lazy to look up right now.
But yeah anyway.

I wuv him. :3

I don't care that he's Pakistani.
I mean.
Race/inter-country politics shouldn't stand in the way of appreciating good talent.

yeh.



Was originally going to post his song, Jhoom, today,
(in accordance with my post-one-Ali-Zafar-song-a-day resolution until I run out of songs I like)
but I stumbled upon this one instead,
and I've had it on repeat,

and well.

Its Christmas!

AND I'M ON HOLIDAY
(seriously you have no idea how happy I am right now)

so yeah.
Happy song!

Well, its actually a rock song but wtv.



F.U.N Fun Fanaa - Ali Zafar






I LOVE ALI ZAFAR'S VOICE I WOULD ONE DAY LIKE TO MARRY IT AND MAKE BABIES WITH OK THXBYE.









I really should go sleep now.

Good night everybody!

Merry Christmas!

Happy Public Holiday!



yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!







~vid~