It is coming to a complete circle, all that I have wanted is finally taking the shape. I have been planning this site for a long time. I liked the idea but was not sure if this would work, or more importantly if i can organize it.
Well, no matter how hard I tried , I could not find out the designer who could do up my page. My friends were all busy with their summer jobs. So, when I had left all hope, I just stumbled into one.
Going through the blogs i suddenly saw that people actually used the space not only as personal journal but also as the space for group activities and even business. That was it, I had found. I knew with the blog, I dont have to run around someone who could design my web page and I can do what I wanted to do, without having to rely on someone else.
So, my new blog. the journal for international students. Things actually happened smoothly, with little of hard work it took shape finally. I enjoyed every moment of it.
With all the organization and the editing, it was done. Publishing them in the blog was so exciting. Finally all done, it worked great!
The best part , it got approved by google for the ads and I am actually going to put them too by tonight. Isn't it that great?
It is so good to think of something but putting them all together and seeing it some to life is so perfect. I have always wanted to do this, to do something that will have my creativity as well as serve as an inspiration for the people reading it.
Summer spent well, is all I can say. I might not have earned thousands, but it is perhaps worth more than it. Wuhoo!!!!!
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Monday, July 04, 2005
get your ass in here!!!
shocked? hehhe.........i like it though. its a sign written on one of the bars here, called twisted poke.
i see it so many days , and every tme i pass it, i never once forget to read the sign and smile at myself. so American. kind of things we always imagined it would be. i like the attitude though.
the place is one stretch of bars and the weekend portrait of people spilling all over and unbelievable long ques, so unsightly here. people going crazy to step in the happening bars, that are more open now with summer, have removed the glass panes and people swarm in to socialise. life of singles amd so many others.
people in all shapes and sizes, lovely dresses and bursting energy. i cant help but like it, though am not that social and not much such life. i prefer the quite one.
it is perhaps the life we associate america with. the halters and the shorts , the dresses that we have longed to have and dont have places to wear. so like hollywood movies, people getting drunk and rarae sights of couples kissing. its all there.
i still get excited to see, what i once saw in Tv. i dont realise, it is suddenly apart of me now. i ahve friends who are a part of it. few days back when i went to the beach, just for a stroll, i couldnt shut up seeing people walking in bikinis. i have never seen one back home.....not that u wont find one, i just didnt happen to cross one.
its so stupid though, silly, kiddish...but i still find it thrilling. a life which i have never been a witness to. i love the long drives, i like the nights. cant help skipping the roadside fountains that seem to burst open at night to water the side walk grasses. its automatic and timed. they just whoosh up with water everyday and just go off so unnoticed.
simple but diffrent.....i still cant forget an article i read in voices(statesman) years back. the gril from a small town and a new student in delhi suddenly finds herself at odds seeing people with every kind of make up at colleg, and later in the article she mentions i dont find it odd any more, because now i am a part of it.
kind of my feelings. am still amazed at so many things. more i see, more caught up i get. so before i traet them as they are supposed to be , why not keep the emotions and days for myself to be read later, when i am all part of it.
shocked? hehhe.........i like it though. its a sign written on one of the bars here, called twisted poke.
i see it so many days , and every tme i pass it, i never once forget to read the sign and smile at myself. so American. kind of things we always imagined it would be. i like the attitude though.
the place is one stretch of bars and the weekend portrait of people spilling all over and unbelievable long ques, so unsightly here. people going crazy to step in the happening bars, that are more open now with summer, have removed the glass panes and people swarm in to socialise. life of singles amd so many others.
people in all shapes and sizes, lovely dresses and bursting energy. i cant help but like it, though am not that social and not much such life. i prefer the quite one.
it is perhaps the life we associate america with. the halters and the shorts , the dresses that we have longed to have and dont have places to wear. so like hollywood movies, people getting drunk and rarae sights of couples kissing. its all there.
i still get excited to see, what i once saw in Tv. i dont realise, it is suddenly apart of me now. i ahve friends who are a part of it. few days back when i went to the beach, just for a stroll, i couldnt shut up seeing people walking in bikinis. i have never seen one back home.....not that u wont find one, i just didnt happen to cross one.
its so stupid though, silly, kiddish...but i still find it thrilling. a life which i have never been a witness to. i love the long drives, i like the nights. cant help skipping the roadside fountains that seem to burst open at night to water the side walk grasses. its automatic and timed. they just whoosh up with water everyday and just go off so unnoticed.
simple but diffrent.....i still cant forget an article i read in voices(statesman) years back. the gril from a small town and a new student in delhi suddenly finds herself at odds seeing people with every kind of make up at colleg, and later in the article she mentions i dont find it odd any more, because now i am a part of it.
kind of my feelings. am still amazed at so many things. more i see, more caught up i get. so before i traet them as they are supposed to be , why not keep the emotions and days for myself to be read later, when i am all part of it.
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