Living Like Animals

A wild blog, just like animals..haha

Yes everything is EXTREMELY SWEET in Karad..
From ice creams to tea to chicken sweetcorn soup... these people use a lot of sugar till I don't know how judge sweetness when I came back to Malaysia.
My university building from the main entrance.
Karad town.. :O.. no shopping malls or bazaars to shop for stuffs but this will do..hahaha..
Life is incredible in India..

View of Raja the grey horse i ride in Ghat... so cute!!

One of the religious celebrations in India...they make awesome decorations like this Kolam made of flower petals..at the hospital lobby :O how did they do it so perfectly..

My hostel building...

Really old fashion petrol station they have there.. hindi word on it says Diesel. Oil price per litre is twice the price compared to Malaysia..

Some nice building in Mumbai.. but actually in real it looks very dull like some abandoned building..

Inorbit shopping mall in Mumbai.. this was when we were on our way to Chhatrapati Sivaji International Airport..

Jeeva the silent photographer.. she takes the ugliest candid picture of everyone.... hahaha but she is great! oh this was in the departure hall of the airport..

And now I'm home..next week I'll fly back to Mumbai then another 6hours journey to my university.... travelling is tiring especially in India because the roads aren't as smooth as in Malaysia.

after almost 3 months in India..i'm home for Diwali Vacation!! 1 month babeh 1 month but damn it i have to study for my terminal exam..nguh..


Whatever it is, i'll enjoy life at home first then I'll think of my studies...kekekekeke!

Seriously.. after almost 2 months here in Karad, Maharashtra, India!!
India is such a beautiful place.. it is so great and I'm living my life to the fullest now.
Beautiful scenery... beautiful people... beautiful culture.
Almost every week there will be some kind of celebration here...like Onam, Ganesh Chaturti and so much more. You wouldn't know about these things in Malaysia unless you're an Indian but that also..I'm an Indian but I don't know these things..

What else can I say? It maybe hard to communicate with people but once you know how to speak their language then life will me much much easier here.
I'm not facing any major difficulties here..not at all.. food maybe different but all taste great!
Weather here is very cool.. I mean 4 seasons now it's rainy season, soon winter will come and I'll be shivering at 8degrees. It's not at all hot all the time here.. too everyone who thinks that India is HOT ALL YEAR ROUND AND YOU'LL BE DARK LIKE THE INDIANS HERE WHEN YOU COME BACK TO MALAYSIA..
come on.. bollywood people quite fair what?? the northern people are also quite fair..so think before you say something especially to a person who has been to India.. it maybe offensive or insulting because it is not like that..just not like that.

and I'm very grateful to be in Krishna Institute of Medical Science University because it is a great university.
See when you're getting used to things around, you'll love it like nobody's business.
Life is good and a little saying from the more experienced:

"If you can survive in India, you can survive anywhere else in the world"

Thank God for this golden opportunity, I don't only get to study study study but I get to learn so much from this country.. I can read and write Tamil, Kannada and Hindi without understanding most of the words but hey.. I can read and write.. haha a plus point naa.. I can speak hindi bit by bit..and next Marathi language to be mastered. =D... sorry no photos, wait till I'm on holiday then I'll put up some nice photos.. haha.. thike?. shubarathri..!

I have not been packing lately, I've been dumping my stuffs into my luggage bag..
Enter my room, you'll see my folded and unfolded clothes occupying 90% of my queen bed.. another 10% is for me to sit on when I need to fold em..and because of that I pulled out a single mattress and slept on the floor for quite some time already... RIGHT NEXT to my mattress are 3 luggage bags filled with clothes, toiletries, instant food, medications, shoes and more.

Holy jolly I have no idea what I should do already.. my parents went speechless every time they enter the room..speechless too because I'm always in the computer room playing games, listening to music loudly and downloading movies for my own supply of entertainment for the first few weeks in India..just in case I couldn't get the internet connection a soon as I reach there.

There's just so much to think of, appointments here and there, typing my mum's stuffs this and that, spending time with my rabbits, photostating documents till the printer's ink ran out and so much more till I just cannot think anymore. I feel agitated and I get irritated by my own breathing.. it is supposed to be involuntary but i feel sore everywhere. This is pre-departure syndrome.. worse than pre-natal syndrome.. I eat like mad, everything just looks so delicious..especially that fruit rojak.. swallow a tub of ice cream at once.. uncontrollable apetite.

I cannot feel satisfied at the end of the day until I get my dose of gay-themed movies/ military-themed movies or trailers or short scenes..doesn't matter as long as I get to watch men.. men ya men, and i feel annoyed when a woman suddenly appears in the movie.. I sound so obsessed but well sometimes these things are addictive like chocolate, drugs, cigars, alcohol, orgasms..you name it I don't know.. mine is addictive like cough syrup.

So, I felt excited today I really wanted to lick the dentist's fingers..because he was such a fresh graduate the nurses had to tell him what to do.. what the? credits to him for making me excited with his blue gloves, soft touch all over my jaw..mmm hmm.. while taking the impression of my teeth.. and once again they asked me to tahan tahan.. go as deep as you can because I have enough practice deep down in my throat with bananas. Only next week then they will remove my braces, for now I have yellow bands.. I have no idea why I chose that colour over black and white I should have chosen black.. *regret*

Okay.. I don't know how long have I typed but enough for now.. deprived of sleep because the coffee made me sweaty I cannot feel sleepy.

Had a drink at Starbucks with my friends and I ordered Mocha Frapucinno.

So... we were talking and talking like mad then I noticed the letters written on our cups.
Looked at mine.. I totally couldn't read it so I asked them all..

Me : What the hell did he write on my cup, i don't understand.
Clarisse : Oh MF..
Me : @@ MF..??
Chong : Amy what are you thinking of??..

Chong, Nana and I laughed hard but Clarisse was super blur.. asked us what's the meaning of MF.
Oh god I did not expect that.. was absent minded at that time couldn't think of the name of the drink I ordered..
Pity my friends, I've tried my best not to talk dirty but... it was a coincident that my Mocha Frap meant something else. =)

Good days are here for me to enjoy.. I'm sure everyone is enjoying their life before continuing their studies.

I've never felt so pissed this much at someone I barely know..cis!
Don't tell me coz you're richer, you were from so and so, you were close to so and so doesn't mean that you can say so and so to someone so and so like me..but see you ended up in a so and so place also just like me so why act so bloody proud your nose is so high till it could reach the KL tower..

So what if I look like an african barbaric ugly rough person.. dammit.
At least i'm a million times better than you and your rotten pride..

And fuck you all who thought I was an African when you first saw me..
I've had enough of it, from now on I'm not going to tolerate every single word from you all.
I don't have a problem but you all have the identity crisis.
No apologies if you are not satisfied with my statement then just keep it to yourself..
I don't see the point of arguing with anyone, I'd rather be happy myself..



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