Holidays.

Vacations have started, summers have arrived with a bang and I am stuck in this "majestic"land called great Britain. No offence to England, but I feel wasted during my vacations. I agree that I have been in only Birmingham, hence I Shouldn`t`t be saying much about the whole of Britain. So here it is. Places to visit in Birmingham.
there is starcity- the big complex where we have the cinema, few restaurants and a bowling alley. Sounds exciting huh? Not to me `cause I work in starcity. I see it almost everyday.
town. Yes town where there are malls, shops, museum and that`s about it.
frankly the list ends here. There is no place to go in Birmingham. If there is, I really don`t know about it.
if you are in the same position as me and feel like there is nothing to do during your vacations, here is a headstart with respect to interesting things to do during your holidays. While others go out and get suntanned in the islands of morocco or whichever god forsaken place.
my game plan for killing my vacations is working( which is kinda hard since my workplace is cutting down on hours). Work, work, work. I know it lame and quiet sad but hey dig this. The more you work the more moolah in hand to shop.
save up all your money and blow it up on that one day of shopping. b`live me there is nothing better that seeing yourself with a zillion shopping bags in each hand. I say this without hesitation that it is better than sex( no offence to my boy friend)
start getting in touch with old friends- who knows you may probably be able to plan a mini re-union and live them good old days all over again.
actually that`s the most creative i can get. If you come up with something better share it with other unfortunate souls who didn`t`t have the privilege of a luxury cruise or that vacation in Paris or whatever god forsaken place. Till then, enjoy being miserable while at home.

drunkards

i did mention in my first blog that i work as bar staff. i think it is quiet an interesting job and you get to meet the wierdest people who i don`t think i would`ve had met otherwise. there are people who come to the bar to have few drinks, and there are people who come to do everything else but to drink. this post is dedicated to all the people who i`ve served especially the very distinctive ones who i`ll never ever forget.

bar crawler 1............................ mr. stinkbomb.
he`s the sort who`s already made rounds of all the pubs in the vicinity,gulped down innumerable pints of lager and probably pitchers of spirits. you can sense him from a 5 mtr radius`cause of the unmistakeble smell of all kinds of alcohol mixed together. his ultimate goal in life is to push himself to the max and see how many more drinks he can take before throwing up all over the place.

Bar crawler 2.......................... I`m on an evening walk.
these are the kinds who would walk the lengths of the bar, closely observing every thing and everyone. it just seems they are on a weight loss programme. will walk out within one hour of entering the bowl.

Bar Crawler 3.........................I`m obsessed with prices.
i hate this kind. they get on 2 my nerves and make me wanna rip my arm off just so that i have something to throw at them. I think they have serious lack in life. they`ll come along, looking as if hey are desperate for a pint or a whole crate of smirnoff ice, but actually they are mentally calculating the time it would take to irritate the person behind the bar. hate these kind.

As of now just this much. will come up with some more later on. adios. drink responsibly

After much await I decided to start posting again, and once again it is because of my Irish manager. Frankly I really don`t know what to write about this time. I know that`s ironic considering I want to become a journalist. On the contrary I have a lot to write about but just don`t know where to begin. For starters there is a lot I want to write about my relationship. I am Indian dating a white boy. Yeah I know I get the same jaw dropping reaction everytime.
Here are some of the reactions we get when we walk together. There are old Asian women who can`t help but stare at us. Can u imagine what they must be thinking? I can.......................... "I wonder if her parents know. What is she doing with a white boy? Disgrace to our community." Then there are white people gawging at us.Here`s what I am assuming they think............" Is that really a white boy with an Asian girl? No way..................... Let me have a closer look" n this is the part when they stare like we are museum exhibits. What next???????????? I think soon we`ll have to pose for people`s cameras. Look look, white boy and Asian girl.

if only i was given a penny for every stare we got, I think we would have saved enough money for a luxurious vacation