End is real - Motor Ace

The smell of the pollution, the sights and sounds of the congestion, the rude signals and bullying on the road, the business of the city in general - what more of an indication do I need to tell me that I am HOME?

Home - where my heart is. Did not realise how much I have missed being here until touchdown. It only hit me when I ran to the toilet and THERE WAS NOT JUST TISSUE PROVIDED TO CLEAN YOURSELF (!!) 

I have spent every day I have been home here so far just catching up with people, food, old seasons of One Tree Hill and my family. It has been splendid. :)

The night before my flight, I had a total of 45 minutes to sleep. Roughly. I ended my semester with a BANG, the most random way I could imagine.

1) Don's (everyone was here)

2) Varsity Tavern (hello, drama!)

3) Platinum (drinkdrinkdrink)

4) the beach (random boys telling us random stories about a guy named "Byron" who went to Byron)

5) sprinklers near the beach (yes, we're idiots)

6) Pizza place (pizza crust in Emily's bag)

7) Hotel toilet (which we had to make some sop story to get in to)

Just our luck. 

Anyway, since I am home I do plan on meeting every person I have missed. This includes Y-O-U!

Not forgetting catching up on the amazing food I have been missing out on, on the past 8 months.

Don't be surprised if I end up gulping YOU down (num num NUM) - I come back here and back again I am a giant - towering over the damn city! gah.

Also, this dress, I (morethan) loike ;D

Move for me - Kaskade

Basically, 19th Birthday could not have been spent better, given the location & everything.. :)

x's & o's to the people who made this day special - and to Jason for treating me like a princess.

Tick Tock - Kesha

This isn't even half of what I eat - guys.

Ever since I've come here, oh dear me. My diet has become terrible. The times I eat my meals are revolting. The things I eat? Indescribable. Appalling to say the least. 

Let's take a step in my shoes - typical eating habits for Vidhya daily.

Morning (12pm) - I wake up. Yes I am a pig. Hold that thought, though. 

1pm - pasta. the same kind. pesto, fetta cheese, mushrooms, eggplant. more cheese.

4pm? - I decide I'm hungry again (I'm actually not, it's just an excuse to get out of the library/my room to get food/catch up with people) where I ALWAYS without fail buy a strawberry milkshake + either a KitKat/Carrot cake/Choc Chip Muffin...

6pm - Dinner time. Same crap of either pasta/pizza/tofu thing/nachoes.

10pm - Sometimes pizza. Sometimes a tub of peanut butter. Sometimes Banana bread, depending if I go out for late night coffee.

12am - Macadamia nuts/something to munch on to let me sleep

Do I exercise? Answer is absolutely not. I went swimming like.. ONCE this semester.

So don't be phased if I come back resembling a buffalo. THIS IS MY WARNING!

Barely Breathing - Duncan Sheik

At the moment, ear phones plugged in, and I am screaming my lungs out to this song. I love how when that happens the only thing you are focused on is trying to overcome the sounds in your ears by your own voice. Everything else is drowned out. 

Wow OK that was dramatic. 

I'm not going to lie, past couple of days have been pretty rough. 

Things going on here, things going on back at home. It's all like a blend of bad things happening at once. I almost feel helpless. And more home sick. Why does this happen? Why is it life throws us hurdles when we least want it, or least expect it?

Then again, when would it ever be a good time to face problems? Never. 

Today I have been happy, sad, and angry. 

Happy when I'm around my friends, Sad when I'm alone with my own thoughts, and Angry.. with one, but many things. 

One of the many frivolous, unimportant things I get angry about? 

This stupid bitch in my class pisses me off so much. She kisses my teachers butt to the 10th degree, says stuff like "oh Kate your earrings are so pretty like omg " or "oh Kate sorry I didn't finish my work, I had like, this Consti assignment and I literally like broke down when I was doing it"

Guess what, everyone else had other shit to do too. Don't see us using it as an excuse. Or a reason to get more tutorial marks.

She can suck Kate's crotch for all I care. Ugh. AND OMG she does this thing where she compliments you but she doesn't mean it? AKA REGINA GEORGE.

C: Omg Vid I totally love your haircut

V: heh um thanks

C: Omg Vid I totally like, love what your wearing. Aww you're so CUTE

Cute. Is not a compliment. Cute is one of the most condescending things you could say to a person. It's like saying "you look like a 12 year old, grow up".

Chuck that to the category of Chum, Buddy, Pal, Sport.. 

Point is, I should get over these things. There are bigger more important things out there to be worried about. fml. 

Want You - Motor Ace

My first (and quite frankly) the best Halloween I have celebrated away from home!

The best thing about it was how creatively everyone was dressed - from two girls in white aprons with blood all over it, a fake fish in their pocket (Butchers) - to Scooby Doo and Bugs Bunny - to Harry Potter (hahaa) - to little red riding hood - to of course, the skanky police women, nurses, bunnies, etc. 

And I quote from Mean Girls:

"Halloween is an excuse for girls to dress up as skanks"

I could not be bothered thinking of what I was going to dress up as until the actual day. I finally decided on being an "Angel" - mainly because Jash was going as "the devil" and it was easy to dress up as. All I needed was a white dress, Jash provided and a halo.

Nope, looked everywhere, there was no halo to be found. Instead, I bought this thing with WINGS on my head. Thats right. WINGS. 

So I figured why not, two in one right? As opposed to using wings at the back..... (shut up, I was being optimistic)

I swear to God I looked ridiculous!

People came up to me asking me if I was a Bunny? No man. No. A butterfly? No.

WHICH BUTTERFLY IS WHITE?

My friends said it was easy to spot me in the crowd, they just had to look up and they could see my "wings" bobbing around. hahaha. So cute. Anyway, you judge:

Angel and ze Devil's advocate

hahaha this idiot is effing racist. Osama bin Laden, ya'll

I think I'm paranoid - Garbage

So the Byron pictures are sort of up. Many things happened but I'll just talk about one incident, for now.

Let me just explain that Byron Bay is about an hour away from the Gold Coast so no, I would not call this a roadtrip? Well technically we did stay at a cheap motel and did all that jazz so yea it was?

I also expected it to be a place with endless beaches - I've heard so much about the place, about how beautiful it is. Little did we know, we arrived there and it was raining season! It had not rained in 2 whole months, but the day we went out, come the clouds and down the rain pours.

Ah well.

Later at night, letsjustsayIgotalittletoointoxicated..

There was this one point when Jash was holding me trying to take a picture of me, I squirmed..

and hit my head against the window sill. like BAM.

We then went to this place called Cheeky Monkeys. Classy place - you dance on tables and everything.

But honestly, wah, I had the BEST time. They played music from the 90's - like Hanson's Mmbop, TLCs No scrubs, etc.

While trying to be a hero to climb up a particular table, little drunk Vid slipped and fell and hit the same spot on my leg....twice.

It's been a week and this is still what it looks like:

Oops I did it again - Britney Spears

Reason I deleted my previous post:
Sorry to disappoint guys, (believe me when I say this, I was just as devastated as you are about to be...)

But the whole Asher Roth thing was a fake. He never was at Bond. It was a plain old stupid rumour some idiotic American decided to spread because a guy here RESEMBLES him.

And that is who "I met". The guy who "stole my couch". The guy I fantasized about getting to....ahem ok got a bit carried away there. But yes. That guy is no more but a little peasant trying to get ahead in this crazy world.

And now whenever I see this douche (ok this is not his fault - but who asked him to look like Asher!) - it brings me back to the time that I was betrayed. The time I told 12421412123 people about this. I called my MOM up for God's sake. And yet, the definite and concluding words uttered by the guy who told me all of this to begin with (who, fell for this too) really hit a spot.

(our heart has neurons, so technically we have "two brains" - so when he told me this I HAD HEART PAIN. PAINNNN I TELL YOU PAAAIIIINNNNNNNN)

..and then we turned our hurt in to anger and decided to pay revenge to the guy who "thought" that this would be absolutely fucking hilarious.

Well guess what buddy, CHUM, fucking pal. Jokes on you. You'll see.

On another note, way way too much has been happening. I've been on a roadtrip to Byron with friends (they have yet to upload the pictures) which was greattttt, had a couple of accidents there though - will elaborate on that further when I have my pictures..

Oh. I also overcome a fear of mine:

thats me. Holding a farking long Python.

note: I love this dress:)