Thriloka - Chimera

One of my favorite bands and one of the coolest videos I've seen by a local band.

Sexual.

Sunday Morning

It's 9:45 am; I've just slept away a big chunk of the weekend. All my communication has been done from this bed, via phone, text, twitter and skype. Even though the weather is spectacular, and what I can see from the window looks divine, really, there's just no reason to get out of bed. And all I can think is that when I leave this place in a little less than four weeks, there will be no more sleeping in; there will be no more of my favorite bed in the whole world with the pretty red covers and the ac on fan mode, inches from my face because I can't sleep without the sound of a fan; there will be no more complete and utter silence. And that scares me enough to want to stay under the covers, forever.

The real world, it's the monster under my bed.

Shameless Plug

The past couple weeks have been busy, as you may well know, and one of the reasons was that LBW were performing their last few shows, and the groupies were out in full force. They wrapped up with a show last Saturday that completely blew our minds, and it is so sad that they won't be getting together anytime in the foreseeable future except for, probably, basement sessions.

Videos from consecutive shows:





One of my current favorite musicians is Evan Hammer whose website you should definitely check out and give the album a listen. He is a complete genius with lyrics. His song Hello Love is easily my favorite song of the year.





Also check out Telly's website and give his album a listen. He is equally genius-y with the lyrics and his voice is something else.



And lastly, Sheehan Perera, who is a personal friend and just a fantastic musician all-round. I don't think there's an instrument this boy cannot play.

It's Not a Crime to Lime

That easily became the tagline of the break. When you're high, anything that rhymes is funny. For the uninformed, Lime means to hang out.

So this is going to be a long post, I want to get it all out in one go. I apologize in advance.

Sunday the 5th saw us boarding our flights with much excitement. The plan was to fly out of Newark and meet Shobs in Atlanta and then we'd fly to Port of Spain. As luck would have it, my first flight was delayed and I only had an hour to catch my connecting flight so I had to hightail it through the airport to get to the correct terminal on time, only to have that flight delayed an hour as well. I have begun to hate airlines with a passion.

So we arrive in POS and there are people there to meet us. A little advice if you're going to Trinidad, make sure you know someone there or have some form of reliable transport because if you want to get about, you can't. Their transport system makes ours look efficient and timely.

In true island fashion, we buy beers and go to some guy's apartment to chill. Little did I know there was to be much more of this limin' business. Then they decided to take us South to a place called Toco to watch the sunrise. There was also a lot of this on-the-spot decision making as well. So we drove down, dozed in the car and woke up to watch this:

Booyah!

Well I've done it. Submitted my very first grad school application. It's a long shot and even if I do get in, there are all these details like can I afford it (probably not), where will I live (in a shelter?), is this what I really want to do (unsure), but you know, I had nothing to lose (except the $60 application fee).

The good thing about the whole tedious process was that while I was writing my statement of purpose I realized that I really love what I study and, and this surprised me no end, I really want to come home and do research because there's so much there to study.

So anyway, fingers are crossed, but expectations are low. I don't like disappointments.

Submission Status: Submitted
Submitted Date: 4/15/2009 11:59:00 PM E.S.T.

Who says I don't do things in a timely manner?!

Checking In

I am back, Laydees and Germs. Partied with rastas, smoked a small forest of trees, drank a small brewery of Caribs, ate doubles by the roadside and did some serious relaxing. Details later though, I've just traveled 18 straight hours and landed smackbang in the middle of a week from hell. Details, pictures and such will come if I make it to next week without having a nervous breakdown.

But in the meantime, dayum, I've just been catching up on the drama and scandal that's been raging in the blogosphere, and this dude NB, tsk tsk, poor show you git. In all my two years of blogging I have never ever...

Sha you see what I did there? Smooth segue into the fact that apparently we have a little whatchamacallit blog anniversary thing going on over here at Dance in a Triangle. I was just browsing through my blog looking at the pictures when I realized that two Aprils ago I started writing, and very randomly too I might add. I just jumped right in with no idea what I was doing but two years down the line, I think the blog has taken on some semblance of structure and order and some of my favorite people are the ones I've met or re-met through blogging so um.. woot. I believe it was Iromi who introduced me to blogging, and I never thought I'd take to it the way I have but it's actually become one of my favorite things to do and definitely one of the longest things I've done, consistently. So thanks all for reading, it's been fun. Also, happy new year!

Perspective

Yesterday was a long, hard, stressful day: three consecutive midterms, the father in town needing to be entertained and visa worries. I was all ready to come home, write a whiny post, and take a long nap.

And then I found out that the mother of one my closest childhood friends had passed away.

She'd been sick for a long time, and it was one of those degenerative diseases where you can see her wasting away. I last saw her in January and it was a shock on the senses to see a once beautiful woman so frail and weak. But her smile was still sweet and she spoke with all the vigor of old, about my friend S, mutual friends and family trips we used to go on. Her condition worsened last week and S flew home to be with her. She passed away in her sleep yesterday. She was a lovely person, and so courageous to have fought for so long against her disease. I hope she's at peace and in a better place now.