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blonde redhead

I really don't like the weather.
Too hot outside AND inside.
No matter what power the fan is on.

Uncomfortable, sweltering, frustrating.

I want a nice, cool, fresh breeze.
Not these insects addicted to carbon dioxide that I exhale.

kicking and screaming

the presets

so much for not drinking pop....
guess i'm addicted.

GOAL:
eat a piece of fruit for every pop craving i have.

that is a plan, i assure you.

but on the upside:
everything else is going pretty well, if i say so myself.

Who's Gonna Save My Soul?

I thought I would do one of those music posts (like all the ones that were on facebook circa last year) for fun.

A. Put iTunes (or whatever music player you use) on shuffle
B. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
C. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG TITLE DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
D. Tag 10 friends who might enjoy doing this plus the person you got this meme from.

1. If someone says "IS THIS OKAY," you say?
How Do You Tell a Child Someone Has Died? - Black Lips
2. What would best describe your personality?
We're Going to Be Friends - The White Stripes
3. What do you like in a guy/girl?
Moth's Wings - Passion Pit
4. How do you feel today?
Wired for Light - School of Seven Bells
5. What is your life's purpose?
Brighton Beach - Telepopmusik
6. What is your motto?
Leave Before the Lights Come On - Arctic Monkeys
7. What do your friends think of you?
Monkey Gone to Heaven - The Pixies
8. What do you think about very often?
Zebra - Beach House
9. What is 2+2?
Ask Your Friends - Pretty Lights
10. What do you think of your best friend?
These Rituals of Mine - Choir of Young Believers
11. What do you think of the person you like?
La Melodie - Vanessa Paradis
12. What is your life story?
1991 - Crystal Castles
13. What do you want to be when you grow up?
On the Tower - Sondre Lerche
14. What do you think of the person you like?
Holiday in Congo - Rainbow Arabia
15. What do your parents think of you?
The Youth - MGMT
16. What will you dance to at your wedding?
Homeward Angel (Long) - Moby
17. What will they play at your funeral?
Coloring the Void - M83
18. What is your hobby/interest?
Sex Appeal - Sexy Sushi
19. What is your biggest secret?
Kids Didn't Change - Victor Wooten
20. What do you think of your friends?
And I've Seen a Bloody Shadow - of Montreal
21. What's the worst thing that could happen?
Golden Gate Jumpers - Cold War Kids
22. How will you die?
Crimewave - Crystal Castles vs. Health
23. What is the one thing you regret?
Dance, Dance, Dance - Lykke Li
24. What makes you laugh?
Black Milk - Massive Attack
25. What makes you cry?
What's a Girl to Do? - Bat for Lashes
26. Will you ever get married?
Dress Up in You - Belle & Sebastian
27. What scares you the most?
You Don't Have a Clue - Royksopp
28. Does anyone like you?
Caroline Says I - Lou Reed
29. If you could go back in time, what would you change?
Balloons - Foals
30. What hurts right now?
Bad Kids - Black Lips
31. What will you post this as?
Who's Gonna Save My Soul - Gnarls Barkley

ghosts

ladytron

The only things I ever want to eat anymore are my Honey Bunches of Oat cereal and Special K granola bars.
And milk is the only drink, besides water, that quenches my thirst adequately.
OJ too, sometimes. But... we never have OJ in my refrigerator.
Bread has become too much, and so has cheese.
I don't eat potato chips anymore, and have yet again put a halt to drinking Coca Cola and Sprite.
I think it'll be permanent this time.
I don't eat food from McDonalds, because I don't want to contribute to obesity in America, but also because McDonalds makes me want to become bulimic.
This is also the reason why I stay clear of other fast food joints.
I am getting queasy of my mother's cooking, but maybe it's because I am sick of Gujrati food, temporarily.
But I eat more vegetables, and eat more fruits. I crave blueberries and watermelons and even oranges, though I don't like them all that much.
Probably because I am deficient in Vitamin C. That is why, Lorraine had told us in Anatomy, you crave fruits.
My food qualms can fit in to a novella, but I get by.
I always get by.

chrome's on it

telepathe

coucou!
je suis tres fatigue!
et je sais pas pourquoi je veut ecrire sur ca, mais je suis ici maintenant.... donc, pourquoi pas? mdrrr
il n y a pas beaucoup des choses intressant dans ma vie.
ce semaine, il y a un Canned Food Drive! Pour Food Gatherers!
Au fond, samedi, il y a beaucoup des choses pour me faire! il y a Breaking Curfew que je voudrais aller a, et aussi, il y a l'Iron Man marathon que je voudrais aller a aussi!
Oh! Et l'anniversaire de Sierra est samedi!
bon anniv'!
j'aime ecrire en Francais, c'est bonne practice

....
bisous <3
tciao

vani

lalalove you

bb brunes

AH LA LA,

j'aime ce chanson, BEAUCOUP.

i do not know how to play videos on here, though.

so look it up if you care to know.

switzerland

I feel so ignorant. I had no idea what the capital of Switzerland was. I thought it was Zurich. My mom thought it was Geneva. It's actually Bern.

BUT, why the topic of Switzerland?

I might be going there this summer! Emphasis on the 'might'.
It all depends on whether or not my dad says yes to his bestie for life.

SAY YES. PLEASE?
I'll be super nice and won't say the word "stupid" to Ishani.
KASAM SE.


love,

vani

what the fuck?

i am super confused as to why are people "liking" or "becoming a fan" of "this formspring question led to the suicide of a 15-year-old girl."
What are you trying to say by becoming a fan of this? That you're okay with this girl dying because of some hateful question directed at her on formspring? I'm sure you aren't liking the fact that it killed the girl... or at least I think I'm sure.

The page is directed towards anti-bullying, but could you tell that looking at the title? When some of my Facebook friends became "fans" of this, I was disgusted.

I think whoever made this page should change the title. Rather than what it is now, it should be akin to "down with formspring because it killed a girl," or something that is less cacophonous and is more accurate towards its purpose as a page.

My Favourite Game: A Book Review of Julio Cortázars' Hopscotch

because i'm super proud of this, however awkward some of the transitions may be.


--- Every chapter is akin to a snapshot in Julio Cortázars’ novel Hopscotch – it shows us what is going on, but nothing more and nothing less. Cortázar is the brilliant photographer and we, the readers, have to deduct the meaning behind each photo. He connects and intertwines different memories, different insights, different revelations, allowing us to take it the way we feel. That’s the beauty of Hopscotch: each memory stands alone, enabling the novel to be read in any way desired. One can read it in the standard linear fashion, from chapter 1 to chapter 56, it can be read the way prescribed in the Table of Instructions, or one can literally “hopscotch” throughout the novel. The novel is separated into two parts: From the Other Side, which consists of the first 56 chapters, and From Diverse Sides, which has the remaining 99 chapters.
--- Hopscotch is not a novel with a definite plot, but in fact, is a novel about a life – it is a fictional biography of a man who is defined by his failures, and of the woman whom he loves. It follows an Argentinean expatriate, Horacio Oliveira, and his exquisite mistress, La Maga, in Paris. Though Oliveira may seem to embody the cliché bohemian, he only wishes he can attain that status. His knowledge, his depth, and his understanding of the world cannot help him figure out one of the greatest challenges a human has to face – the discovery of oneself. Despite the fact that he is easily the most intelligent out of his group of bohemian friends, known as “the Club,” he still sees himself as a failure. And then there is La Maga… She isn’t as smart as all of the intellectuals of the Club, but her simplicity and how she is comfortable in her own skin captures the attention of Oliveira. Their romance is whole, consuming, and unfortunately, ephemeral – La Maga simply vanishes from Oliveira’s life after her son, Rocamadour, dies. Her disappearance causes Oliveira to realize the integral role she plays in his life, prompting him to go find her.
--- When I think back to parts of the book, I remember them with this smoke-induced haze created not only by the incessant smoking done by the members of the Club, but also by Cortázars’ rich and luminous prose. His utilization of metaphors, slang, and different languages is effortless, and feels natural. His prose is written so well that it envelops you, creating this almost impenetrable bubble, allowing complete submersion into Hopscotch.
--- Most books are journeys; they are escapes to generally unknown worlds with a beginning, a middle, and an end. However, there is normally only one way to reach that ending, and it’s the way the author tells you to. But life is not like that: we make our own decisions, we pave our own paths – and Hopscotch is comparable to that. Hopscotch has a beginning and an end, but no middle. We, the readers, have to make our way through the beautiful forests of Cortázars’ writing to reach the ambiguously wonderful end. What intrigued me the most about Hopscotch, initially, was the ability to read it in any fashion. It is analogous to the “create your own ending” type of books, except there is only one ending that we can perceive in either one of two ways.
--- Pablo Neruda, a Chilean poet, once said “anyone who doesn’t read Cortázar is doomed. Not to read him is a serious invisible disease which in time can have terrible consequences,” and I must say I agree… to an extent. I don’t think anyone who doesn’t read Cortázar is doomed, per se. I do feel, however, that they are definitely missing out on such an eloquent author. Cortázars’ writing is truly beautiful; it takes you to another time, another place, another world. It’s a whirlwind of emotions, of feelings, and of sensations similar to life. Hopscotch is Cortázars’ masterpiece, and a vital read. I can assure you that you have never read a book like Hopscotch before, and I can also assure you that you will enjoy this read.

whoever wasted time reading this should totes tell me what they thought... :)

orangina est amour

coucou!

there was a picnic today
and it was a blast
tons of food: nutella, cookies, potato salad, chips & salsa, hummus, baguettes & french cheese, ORANGINA, grapes, melons, and CHOCOLATE COVERED ESSPRESSO BEANS. oh, and B&J's phish food!

mmmmm tasty.

i love orangina.
this is why the picnic occurred.
plus i love the weather.

there's totally going to be another picnic, soon.

<3
vani