The One Where Mahi Goes Windsurfing

Okay so yesterday, the Company (why 'company' and not 'the office'? I don't know...'the Company' just sounds so much more cooler) and I went windsurfing.
Now, believe this or not, but I've never actually done any windsurfing before...I know, I know - what a shocker right? Given that I'm so athletic and love getting myself sweaty and chipped-naily and all.

Anyway, so here are a few things that virgin windsurfers ought to know-


1) The windsurfing instructors make it look really cool when they're giving you a demo. "See how easily I swing myself atop the board? I barely used any arm strength at all! See how easily I pulled up the sail without falling over like a doofus? Easy-peasy!"

NOT easy-peasy.

Don't be fooled.

Windsurfing WILL result in you struggling to get on top of the board (very ungracefully and with arms and legs flying everywhere, might I add), it WILL involve you falling forwards/backwards/sideways every time u try to pull up the sail - once again very ungracefully, and it WILL result in your beautiful previously-unscarred legs to get horribly scarred and sore.

2) Windsurfing will leave you feeling battered and bruised the next day. Your muscles will ache and your knees- even more so. Keep muscle relaxants and pain meds close by. You will be needing them.

3) Windsurfing leaves one very very hungry at the end of it. Or maybe it's just me. I can't be too sure on this one.

4) If you are windsurfing on the beach (as opposed to......anywhere else haha) be prepared to get stung and bitten by jellyfish and other monstrous creatures of the sea. Not a very pleasant experience.

5) This one isn't really specific to windsurfing really- if you are doing anything at the beach, be psychologically prepared to have sand going places where God did not intend for it to go.

6) And lastly, if you're wearing board shorts whilst windsurfing, please ensure they are tied TIGHTLY before going into the water.


Having said all that, it WAS immense fun.
This whole 'trying new things' stuff really is kinda cool!
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I just got back from watching 'Enchanted' and I loved it.
I've always been fond of good old-fashioned cartoons and James Marsden.

Maybe it's the fact that I think James Marsden is hotness personified or that he's just surprisingly good at comedy but he was pretty much the highlight in this one, who woulda thunk it eh? Comedy suits him.
Patrick Dempsey is in this one too. His role wasn't too different from his McDreamy role in Grey's Anatomy, though.

It was a lovely, innocent and slightly warped movie.
Loved it!

That's all folks, have a great weekend :)

Lazy Got Back!

How do you know you're REALLY tired?
And I don't mean "Aww man, shopping is SO tiring. Ugh! Oh look! Another sale!"


You know you're REALLY tired...when you get back home from work, at 11pm, wearily heat up the leftover thai curry in the fridge, painstakingly start to pick out the pieces of eggplant, give up, sigh, stare at it... and finish up the dish - eggplant and all.


That's when you know.
That's when you know you've hit a new level of tiredness.


:)
I'm back. Yea it's been a while...a lot has been happening.

I thought this would be a good 'I'm-back-from-my-hiatus' post.

SO...how've you been?

Peak Hour Lessons

So after work, Arpeeta and I decided to meet up at her cousins cafe..

Digression #1- Her cousin Puja owns this scrumptious eatery called 'Paisley & Cream' and the food there is absolutely DELISH. The deco is lovely, the food is not only delicious but comes in healthy proportions..none of that 'Here's your spaghetti..all 4 strands of it' rubbish. I've got warm, fuzzy feelings towards that place coz I spent many a day working there when I was jobless (I got paid in cupcakes..which by the way, are mindblowing). Anyway..go visit it! Go, go, go! Tell them you know Mahi, you may get a cookie for free..you never know!

Digression #2- Yes, I've started work! It's at an advertising agency and so far, I'm loving it! The environment is creative, the radio is on all day, the colleagues are dirty minded, the work is challenging yet fun...have I mentioned how much I love it?
(Dear Boss..if you're reading this..please increase my pay. Thank you. You're awesome.)

So carrying on, I decided to take a cab to Paisley & Cream, from my workplace.
Bad idea.

Let this be a lesson to all of you, please do not even think of taking a cab during peak hour. I reckon the surcharges are MORE than the actual fare. In fact, the only reason why the fare keeps increasing is because of those goddammned traffic lights. Bloody hell.
Also, if you get a cabbie who goes 'Haaahhhh?' when you mention a location, please hop the hell out of the cab. Coz not only will there be a lot of under-the-surface hostility between passenger and cabbie (because you now hate the cabbie for being an idiot and because the cabbie hates you for making him feel like an idiot) but also because you're just going to waste a butt-load of money on what could've been a super short ride HAD the cabbie just listened to me or known just where the hell he was going.


I actually get along pretty damn well cabbies. For some reason they love telling me their life stories, not that I'm complaining..I enjoy listening and I like to throw in the occasional "How unfair!" or "Terrible..absolutely terrible" or "Oh! Your wife is such. a. whore!"

But ugh. I really dislike cabbies who blame their lack of sense of direction on me. If I knew how to get there, I'd walk or take the damn bus, man!


*Napoleon Dynamite style*
GOSH!!

Miss Mahi Goes to Work (with KIDS.)

PHEW.
The Week is OVER and Mahi is all pooped OUT (um..not that kinda pooped)

Let's start from the start, shall we?

Since I was having holidays, I decided to take up a job offer which required me to be a facilitator of sorts, at this workshop. Think 'camp' sorta facilitator but without the huts, bunkbeds, bed bugs, stayovers, toasted marshmallows-by-the-fire and early wake-up calls no wait...those early wake-up calls were there.
Okay so it wasn't like a stay over sorta camp but it was quite literally the whole day- think 7-something till 5 something.

I must admit I was apprehensive about it at first coz well...it involved kids..LOTS of them...
And we all know how I feel about kids.
(I re-iterate, I do not hate 'em, some just annoy me...greatly)

So let's see..I had to wake up at the ungodly hour of 6.00 a.m and thought to myself 'Dude. You are so not made for this early morning business.'
Shuffled around sleepily, had a shower, changed and left.

I decided to be all miserly and take the bus.

This is for all of you who think I am a brat and I have nothing better to do in life than to whine about how I want to be dropped everywhere (a.k.a ALL OF YOU.)

So Yea. I took the bus.
You know sometimes your seat has place for someone else, and when people enter the bus, you hope and pray that the stinky guy-who-looks-like-he-hasnt-taken-a-shower-and-has-taken-a-dump-in-his-shorts doesn't come and sit next to you?
............And yet he does?

Yea that's what happened to me.
And oh no, no, NO, Dear Reader, it doesn't end there.
Not only does stinky-man sit next to me, but he proceeds to dig his nose to glory.
Dig his nose till kingdom come.
Dig his nose like there's no bloody tomorrow.
Dig his nose like there's a hidden diamond somewhere in there and he'll be damned if he doesn't get it.

And after he's procured his hidden treasure, he turns and stares at me. Just stares. And so I pretend to be very fascinated by the road and I stared determinedly out the window.
In my experience it is wise to not stare back at stinky-shitty-men.

W.t.f?
The ONE time I voluntarily take the bus, I get THIS GUY sitting next to me?
SO.NOT.COOL.

Thankfully the day went much better.
I worked 4 days in all with kids of all ages and sizes and shapes and smells.
During times like these, I thank the lord for my height. It is waaay more easier to intimidate kids when you're towering over them.

The younger ones are so much more easier and sweeter to work with.
I would get "Teacher Mahi, teacher Mahi that boy is not doing his work!" to which I would smile and say "Okay I'll talk to him, thank you for telling me darling. Now go do your work"
(And then they'd giggle about how I called that girl a 'Darling')

I would get "Teacher Mahi, teacher Mahi I am nervous about going on stage!" to which I would say "Darling! Dont be scared! Just go up and have fun!"
(And then the boy would go "Eeee she called me dahling!!!")

Or I would get "Teacher Mahi, teacher Mahi I need to poopoo." to which I would say "Uh...go talk to that *point* teacher."

Nah I'm kidding.
None of them needed to poop, THANK GOD.
(And if they did..well all I'm gonna say is Kelso's poop is the only poop I clean up.)

Of course there are always the bullies who think they're better than anyone.
The height difference REALLY helps with making you look like alpha female.

Some of them cracked me up when they gave hilarious answers like when asked "How would you get rid of mosquitoes?" One cutie answered "I will SLAP it!"
And how they couldn't pronounce 'incandescent' (icandesent?...incasedsent?...icadecent?)
and 'flourescent' (fourasent...foresant..foracant?)
and 'instantaneous' and 'climate' and 'appliance' (apleeance)

The job ended today, I thought I'd be ecstatic that I wouldn't have to wake up and face bratty kids but I'm actually a little.....sad? I mean you guys know how much kids annoy me sometimes right?
I don't know man.
I mean I gotta admit some of them were really cute with their little pigtails and bell-like voices and how they'd look at you like you were so amazing.

Nah..I'm a toughie.
*Grunt*



I must be getting soft in my old age.
Damn.

Too Cool for School, Baby, Yea!

Yikes it's been a while since I've updated hasn't it..
I've had sooo many bloody tests and essays, it's not even funny. I'm actually beginning to enjoy writing essays!

Ok, ok let me skip to the interesting bits..

Tall (rather cute) girl arrives at her tutorial class.
Sits down..gives a small happy sigh and turns to her friend and says "This subject is amazing isn't it? They're not giving us a mid-term test..how cool is that? Life is goooooood."
Friend turns slowly..stares...and says "The mid-term test was last week....."

Upon hearing those words, Tall (rather cute) Girl's blood runs cold.
She silently panics for 5 seconds.

Time goes by...so slowly
Time goes by...so slowly
.
.
.
.
.
"Ha..ha..You're joking, right?"
"No! The test was last week!"
"Oh..."

Tutor enters class and variety of colourful excuses rush through Tall (rather cute) Girl's head.

'My grandmother passed away...' (Forgive me Grandma.)
'My dog died..' (Forgive me Kelso.)
'My bus broke down...' (Well, it could happen.)
'As I walked out a ruggedly handsome hunk, kidnapped me and we proceeded to make mad, passionate love...' (I wish that would happen.)

Focus, Focus!

Girl gets up and walks up to the tutor and says:
"Sir..I feel like a real idiot for saying this..but I missed last weeks test..because it completely slipped my mind. I'm sorry. May I have a retest?"
Tutor stares at her and starts laughing..and doesn't stop. Tall (rather cute) girl doesn't like feeling like a royal dumbass, ok?
Finally when he does stop, he tells her she has to write (ANOTHER GODDAMN) essay.


Well, it's better than throwing away 30% of your total grade!

God, I'm such a moron.
Who completely forgets about a test?

Oh don't pop vein, Paranoia McParanoid!

I don't know if any of u remember my event crew job, but anyway there was a friend who was part of the same crew that I was.
He wasn't really someone I was particularly fond of, but we kept things civil.
After the job, everytime I saw him, I could have sworn he would send me HATE vibes, and we all know how good I am at getting vibes.

So recently I heard from a common friend the exact reason as to WHY he disliked me so.

He claims....(wait for it..wait for it....)
that I spoke to our superiors and tried to get him fired in order to steal his job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

How fucking paranoid can anyone get!?!?

I still laugh when I think about it.
Because firstly I hated my superiors and I tried to stay out of their way as much as possible. If I dislike you, its highly doubtful that I'll go out of my way to make unnecessary conversation with you (unless you owe me some money, or unless you're hot..in which case its highly doubtful that I'll hate you, OR unless you've given up a limb for me in which case I'll have NO choice but to talk to u).
Secondly, I wouldn't even steal someones eraser, let alone a job.
(I might borrow your eraser and then forget to return it. Two very very different things, ok?)
Thirdly, how on earth can you steal someones job when he's already got the job??



I swear, sometimes I feel like the people around me are one bread short of a sandwich if ya know what I mean.



Either that, or I've been put in the nut-house.
(I know..shame on me..being a future psychologist and all.)

Boo-frikkedy-hoo.