blogging feels weird..probably because i havent done it in SO long. since my last post and now, so many things have changed. it really does feel weird.

i have to say, i feel more grown up-ish now than i used to back in Cal. Cardiff, banking, cooking, new classes, Welsh beer, men, cleaning my toilet, assignments, house keys...they all add to the adult quotient in some strange way.
i'm not complaining though. i'm done with that. and besides...its not all bad. i'm gettin used to this way of life i suppose.

the london crew's visit yesterday was cool. made the room feel like home. even though four of us camped out in that 1 coupe...it was nice. i wish we could do it more often.

i wanted to write something about this place...but i dont really know how to start so i'll tell you later.

i've been watching a lot of pirated stuff of late...on the internet and it doesnt really hurt my conscience. i cant afford a TV license. i've gone back to listening to the radio. my mother sent me a portable one from india. i thought of buying one here, but then freaked out after the conversion. i'm a student...i'm officially allowed to be a cheapskate.
we're gonna be using several different softwares for our editing work. thats bloody freaking me out. i am a retard when it comes to computers. seriously.

dont u love muri dalmut? i have it every evening after getting home from college. my friends back home call me gnaiya...but c'mon. i mean...when you're away from home, these are the little things that you miss the most.

last weekend i went to london for Pujo. we went to this little Indian restaurant for lunch...and had chana batura, dahi vada, and lassi. i swear it felt like a piece of heaven!

my dad called me up from our dalan so i could har the sund of the dhak. it made me feel worse, for being away and i cried in my room for nearly an hour.
this is the crappy part: being away during Pujo. next year, come what may, i'm going to be in Cal for Pujo. i swear.

i'm reading a very cool book called Al Qaeda: the true story of radical islam. the research is excellent. its by this journalist called Jason Burke. he was actually out there in Afghanisthan with the militant groups after the war. read it if u can.

i'll put up a few pictures of my room when i can. i have some pretty neat posters. i feel like a teenager again...what wit posters, and other pinned up stuff on my board. i have loads of pics too. loads and loads of them.

incidentally i'm the youngest in my class. that also means that i'm the dud with zero work experience. i mean there are some people with 15 years of work exp. i wonder how old they are, and why they decided to come to school...now.

anyway...i wrote more than i thought i would...gotta go. pictures..next time