Clean up already!

I’ve been so busy!

Okay no, I’m lying. I’ve just been lazy. And uninspired. So very uninspired. I guess you could call it blogger’s block. Sucks when it hits, doesn’t it?

But let’s get back to lazy. So I’m a lazy child. I hate doing household chores, but then again, who doesn’t?

That’s who!

I guess I don’t mind doing the dishes or mopping the floor or putting the clothes out to dry (especially ’cause of certain li’l midget niece who will pick up the clothes from the laundry basket and give them to you so you don’t have to bend all the way down – funny thing is she actually enjoys doing stuff like that – may she never grow up!). But how I hate dusting! And anything related to dusting. Sweeping the floor or whatever. My mom thinks my allergies are not real. REALLY MOM, REALLY?! How I have managed to live 21 years in a desert country is beyond me, but then again, we see more concrete here than actual sand so yeah.

And what about folding clothes? Seriously, why you got so many clothes, family?!

Got me thinking about the many excuses I have used over the years to skip doing chores. Here, have some useless information – ’cause we don’t have enough of that already.

New readers: I'm otherwise very mature, I swear.

#1. The Classic – “I’m sick!”


Mom, I don’t feel so good.“, if said in the right tone and with the right level of puppy eyes, works every time. Works with annoying roommate who’s on a cleaning spree as well.

#2. The Rebel – “NO!”

Ah, the troublesome teenage years. “My life, my rules!” doesn’t work that well, does it? Usually ends up in “Go to your room and no dinner!”, I guess..if you’re white? (I don’t know; you tell me) and a “DO YOU WANT A TASTE OF MY ROLLING PIN?!” if you’re brown.

#3. “Sorry, I really want to help, but ah, all this work!” and then type away at your keyboard with the intensity of someone who’s working on her assignment that’s due the next day.

#4. Delegation of duties 

See, this why I would make a great shitty manager. I would just quietly go to my younger sister’s room and say, “Hey, mom’s asked you to vacuum the floor/do the dishes/clean the toilet(?)”. So gullible.


#5. “In a minute, I’ll get to it!”

Usually ends up in parent doing the work by themselves. Be prepared for “No one in this house helps me ever/ I have such ungrateful children.” and the like, though.

So there you have it! And Lord knows there are many more where that came from!

Hey hey! Don’t act all high and mighty and judge me – you know you’ve done it too!

But humour aside, I’m a dutiful daughter – most of the times – and I can almost hear my mom going ‘Pfft!’ when she reads this but mom, you know you love me! And I love you too!

Spill out your excuses people, I really am hoping to hear some zany ones!


Mum, switch on the TV please!

Now we watched a fair load of cartoons growing up. Getting back from school at around 1.30 and wolfing down lunch, we would then proceed to glue our eyes to the television screen and sit glued till about 4 or 5 PM. We didn’t have cable TV so the cartoons weren’t always in English. But we didn’t mind. We were cool like that.

So I thought I would do some childhood revisiting. Now the 10 that I have here are the ones that came to mind first and aren’t necessarily my favourites in this order but let’s get to it!


The next best thing for Pokemon lovers. This was something we started watching to compensate for the Pokemon less days (you know, the gap between one series ending and the other starting). And I think I must have watched just the first season. And I remember being in awe of this Digimon.



Oh my, I just adored this anime series. Only on googling this series for this blog post did I realise that this show was based on an autobiographical novel by Sterling North. I did NOT know that. Thank you Wikipedia. This series was all about a boy and his raccoon and the theme song in which there is a shot of him running with Rascal behind still tugs at my heart strings.

Incidentally, this cartoon made me decide to start calling my brother Rascal (which by the way, was not very well received by my mum because apparently ‘rascal’ meant this too – a mean, unprincipled, or dishonest person – but how was 7 year old me supposed to know that?!)



Now I don’t remember the name of this one but it was a series that took us through the life of this cute red headed English girl right from her birth to her spoilt childhood to her parents’ tragic death to becoming an orphan to the trials and poverty that follow to reuniting with her childhood sweetheart to finally finding her place in the world. Phew. It was a long show. Some pretty deep episodes for a 10 and a 7 year old but we loved it anyway. I really do wish somebody would tell me the name because typing in ‘Ginger haired girl’s tragic life story anime’ on Google does NOT help.


We had a few Superman cartoons on VHS but Batman over him ANYDAY.

WHAT THE DUCK #whatisthis            #whydidIfindthisonGoogle


Warner Bros’ Animaniacs was one crazy cartoon. The main show was about three Warners, Yakko, Wakko and Dot, three cartoon stars that were locked away in the Warner Bros. water towe-… sigh, just watch the Theme song, you’ll get the story.

.. “Baloney in our slacks”… – hmm, I miss being innocent.

There were SO many characters in this zany cartoon that had their own mini-stories within the show but my favourites were Pinky and the Brain.Pinky_and_the_Brain_vol1

        Pinky: “Gee, Brain, what do you want to do tonight?”

The Brain: “The same thing we do every night, Pinky – try to take over the world!”

Did I mention that they were lab mice by the way?

Do yourself a favour and watch the theme song – only one of the most epic theme songs in the history of cartoon.


#5. My LITTLE PONY ‘N FRIENDS *blushes*

Well..umm.. yeah, I enjoyed this cartoon, for way longer than I would care to reveal! SO?

There were ponies, glo worms, potato heads – what’s not to like?!


Now this one we were forced to watch because sometimes my sister would get cranky about eating her lunch and so we would put this on for her.  So yes, I know Tinkie Winkie, Dipsy, Lala and Po, and I’m not the least bit ashamed.



This was one heck of an anime alright! So the story goes like this – meet Jimmy Kudo, the genius teenager who apart from 

jimmy-kudodoing well in high school, doubles as a detective helping incompetent police solve their cases. So during one such investigation, he’s attacked and forced to ingest a poison to kill him without leaving any evidence. Now the rare-side effect of this poison? It transforms him into a child. There starts the series with Conan (the pseudonym Jimmy adopts) and his sidekicks solving mysteries and saving the day. Now I always wanted it to reach the point where he would transform back (if at all) into the ridiculously good looking teenager he once was but by then our local channel had stopped airing the show.

Turns out this series is still running. I might have a li’l catching up with my childhood to do after this post.


Do I even need to talk about Pokémon? Who doesn’t know Pokémon?! I was always Ash ‘cause I was older and I had my way. My brother just had to contend with being Brock (or Tracey in the later series). I learnt many of life’s great lessons through Pokémon let me tell you, like sticking up for your friends, chasing your dreams without fear.. or how to be careful while dealing with electricity.

                 Gotta catch ’em all!

And NO, don’t wonder why Ash and the gang would always wait for Team Rocket to finish their epic monologue before blowing them away into the sky –  it would take an entire speech by Jessy and James (and “That’s right!” Meowth) for Ash or Misty to FINALLY go “Team Rocket!”. Imagine that happened in real life?


I can’t even.. This will hands down, be my most favourite thing when it comes to childhood shows/cartoons/anime. This anime had everything for me at the time – high school, basketball, over- sized high school boys, crushes & heartbreak, friendship, rivalry – the whole package.  Was just perfect for a tomboyish 5th grader. Taught me a whole lot more about basketball than my gym teacher (if we had one) ever could. 

Watch the awesome theme song here and feel nostalgic. Go on!

                                   #$%&&^#$#*#$& AAH! SHOHOKU!!

So that’s that! Let me know if there were any other awesome shows that JUST HAVE TO BE mentioned! 

Psst! Honourable mention: Bob the Builder! CAN WE FIX IT?! Bob the Builder! YES WE CAN! 


Cards and seashells

So I misplaced my calculator and I spent more than half an hour rummaging through my whole flat in search of it (in vain by the way) and I came across these bad boys lying abandoned in a shoe box in a corner shelf of our computer(yes, we still have such an item in our house that no one actually uses) desk. Of course I arranged them. SO much time in your hands when you don’t have a job. 

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I know that they are telephone cards but I honestly can’t remember how they were supposed to work. I think you used them in a public booth? You know, scratch the card, dial the digits shown into a public telephone and you get some minutes worth of calls. Oh well, anyway, for some reason, my brother and I used to think it was fun collecting them after somebody would have thrown them away after use (there was a booth right in front of our old place) and we used to stack them up and store them. Picture wise. There were many more of these but I guess they got lost over time and what I found today were the few that stood the test of time. 

Speaking of collecting stuff, I also found these in the same shoe box.          20140818_101748-1-12014-08-18 12.01.17  

This is from the first time we collected sea shells when we went to the beach in my home town and then brought them home to show dad. And I kept them as a souvenir to represent ‘the first time’. 

Growing up, I had different phases when it came to collecting things. My dad used to collect stamps when he was younger and he had a book load of them and I had a phase where I would try the hardest to imitate my father – I would try to copy his hand writing or his signature style (trust me, that came in handy later on in high school), the way he spoke, the way he did Math (oh, he was good!) –  and I tried collecting stamps just like him. But unfortunately, try as I may, I just couldn’t get interested in it and dropped it after a while. 

My brother and I were intense Pokemon fans (I can still sing the theme songs by heart) and duh we had the cards. Every Pokemon fan had to have the cards! And battle. And to the victor went the spoils (your opponents’ cards in this case). Fun times truly. We used to collect WWE and cricketer cards too. Football, I developed a passion for during my later teenage years and by then I had become too old for card collection. 


Let’s see, what else did I collect? Oh yes, we used to subscribe to a teen & children’s magazine ‘Young Times’ while growing up. They discontinued a few years back, but I had a whole carton and a half’s worth of collection of it that I would read and re-read whenever I was bored.  Anyone familiar with the publication would know how attached we subscribers were to it. Sadly my mum threw them away while they were shifting places (meh) and I was conveniently away (I was in college at the time). 

I’m sure there are a whole bunch of other things I must have collected – some sane, some not so much- but this should suffice for now I guess. 

What did YOU collect when you were younger?