Anant's Schedule

I can't figure out how to post my schedule like Ryan did so here's the link

http://medstation.yale.edu/admissions/www/calendar2008-2009.pdf

Weekends are always free. The rest of my schedule is very "flexible" so most days can also become free. Please please please come visit/move to New Haven. Also NYC or the Hartford area are really close, and Boston's doable too. As an added bonus I can offer one-of-a-kind signed portraits of Jorgos Lazari but be warned - quantities are limited and due to high female demand will likely be sold out.

Best to all

My Schedule for Next Year

So I decided that it would be a good idea if we all put up our school schedules for the upcoming year. That way if we want to coordinate trips for the breaks it would be easier. By the way I am officially leaving Athens withing the next two days and I am as nostalgic as ever. As I watched them paint #97 today, I felt all of the memories within those walls melt away. I love you guys and these past four years were the best of my life. Thanks to everyone who made them that way.

Ryan

Funny research Lab

http://www.eppendorf.com/int/hawkpopup.php?contentid=13

T-Paynes Return

So I know a lot of you could not make it to Ty's Welcome Home Party but it was a blast and we have a lot of wild stories from the night... like juicy hook up stories and lost friends... but in fear of someone getting mad I will just leave it like that and if you want all the details I will tell in a private matter! lol

Hasta luego.

Just to have this in print: I adore my friends (inclusive of you all). Leaving for the Paki-land in a few days. Good-bye to Athens. It's been beautiful, friends.

Seriously, though, thanks for all the company this summer ppl :)

Ryan and the dinners, Rachel's cookie-baking skills and Athenian wanderings, Sayama nights, Jdix's random visits and Christmas movie watching in June, Deep's daily gchatting/phone company, Anant's Melting Point introduction, Kevin's humor in phone text, George's Ghana-tales, Brit's advice on LOST, Kristen's return, and Tyler's tyler-ness. And everyone else in between :)

adoring much,

aqs

A Big Thanks

Hey, everyone --

Thanks to all of you for coming in town to visit last weekend. Anant captured the spirit perfectly -- care-free, no stress good times. Everyone simply enjoyed being together. Gotta do it again soon. Let's try to plan something before everyone heads their separate way come August. Any ideas?

Deep

P.S. Ryan could have come, but he was too cool. Great friend that guy.

P.P.S. Rach, post the pictures on here!

Fourth of July

Family business went down Italian style at the regal during the movie Hancock… the Italians meet up with the mandawats ( my sister and me went to a movie with Anant and his bro)… Family Bar-B-Que on the fourth with margaritas pool side thanks to the Margaretville margarita maker… its love. Then beer at kiley's pool with her family and greenjacket baseball game with fireworks to end the day. Also a very productive weekend, I read two books and watch one of the greatest tennis matches ever but my guy didn’t win so now I owe tony lunch ahh

Dream

So I have been watching entourage and have been addicted. I am in the end of season 3… the other day I wasn’t feeling good so I took a nap that turned into a three hour long coma with one amazing dream I wish I could remember all the parts of it so it might not make complete sense but I am going to share

It began with a day at the lake with a group of friends and my best friend t-Payne who is played by Vinny Chase in my dream (I said I have been watching entourage).. so anyways we all take a hike and we witness something bad (don’t remember what) but we start running back to the lake shore because we are being chased by bad guys. We get in our boat to make a run for it Vinny is driving. Next thing I know we are almost to the other end of the lake when the cops start to also chase us in a helicopter. I look up and its Ari the FBI agent flying the helicopter chasing us. We run into a major city and hide at the top of a building (have no idea how we got there or why the FBI is chasing us) Vinny looks out to see if the coast is clear and we get seen so we have to run and hide in another building. Vinny Chase aka t-Payne gets really upset that he is the one who got us made so I try to cheer him up by giving him a hug and rubbing his head (guys love that I think) next thing I know I am awake in my room cuddling a pillow and rubbing the edge of my bed… that was one insane dream.

Athenian Summer--RWD '08

So the past couple days mark Rach Whit Day '08. ("Day" being a collective noun in this case). Basically, Rachel came into town, and we had this list of things to do of which (I think) we were successful in accomplishing. The first--My So-Called Life. For those of you who laugh (*cough DEEP) it is a GREAT show that was the first of its kind. You all should totally wikipedia it to understand the repercussions it has had on contemporary television. Also, it's totally relatable. Two words: Jordan Catalano. 

I took a day off, and Rach and I went out to the abyss that is Watkinsville to go blueberry picking in the fields. On the way, we saw a gun. To us citified folks, it was a great tourist attraction. I love how farms constitute as "nature" for us. I'm constantly amazed at how messed up our perceptions are that we can appreciate the scarring of the earth. 

Those gallons of berries were then artistically formulated into probably what is the best blueberry/cranberry oatmeal bars I have ever had. Compliments to the chef--Sayama and Rachel. I sat there and gave emotional support. My time  in the kitchen came later that night--Paki Potato Pancakes with Whitaker's Spinach Quiche and Ryan Blalock as the kitchen aide to do our bidding. Ending it all with the sky and Herty field. We just can't get away...

Finale to the event: Wanted with Ryan and Jackson. I never thought I'd see the day where I'd hear Morgan Freeman say: "Kill that Motherf----." (I censor for the children)

And that's the synopsis of Whitaker Day '08...which might just turn into a weekly or bi-monthly event depending on circumstance.

DC Final Day

We began our final day in DC with a “Deep-fried” gourmet breakfast of eggs, cereal, toast, strawberry jam, milk, and OJ. We had a communal meal as people walked around and ate off each others plates. Once we were ready and after making fun of a Gator on the elevator, we went to the folklife festival on the mall. It was a huge event that selected three cultures to showcase. This year was NASA, the country of Bhutan, and Texas (I kid you not). We first walked around the NASA area where we heard an enthusiastic explanation of how a shuttle is launched. In the Q&A session, Deep’s question to the NASA expert was, “Did we really land on the moon?” (It was worded a little differently but this way it’s funnier). We met up with Megan Bruner at the Bhutan tent to watch a cultural show. No one really knew what was going on in the show, but it was very energetic and included a failed attempt to get Rachel on stage. We soon escaped the heat with the help of our old friend - the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History. Along the way, we had a good chat with our pasta cook from two nights ago who was selling water for the event. In the Smithsonian, we looked at the Hope Diamond, which Jordo’s family owned for a brief time. After a taste of cinnamon almonds from the Texas booth, we met up with Joey and went paddle boating in the tidal basin. The weather was perfect and we had a great time. Joey and I felt like fearless rescuers after tugging Deep and Kevin’s broken boat. But, after much manpower on mine and Joey’s part, we were only thanked by the hearty laughs of our tricksters. After a quick recharge at the dorm, we walked past the river to Georgetown. The Georgetown area is really classy and was packed with people. We had reservations at a nice Italian place called Pablos where we filled up on pizza and pasta. After dinner, we went to a bar that had a rooftop patio. We had a great time hanging out on the roof for what must have been a couple of hours. We finished up by walking through some shaddy neighborhoods in Columbia Heights (some areas were monitored by closed circuit television) to get to a house party. The best line of the night was when we told everyone not to worry because we had an All-American with us. Joey’s response as he picks up the pace: “Do you know what sport that’s in!!” The next day, we got breakfast at a nearby place called Tonic before heading to the airport. Everyone had an amazing time in DC – thank you Deep for setting everything up. It was a great three days and a reunion we have to repeat again soon.

DC Day 2

Day 2 began with a walk around GW. New students were having orientation in the student center and we tried our best to swipe a free GW blanket. After looking at the Watergate building and stocking up on some snacks from Safeway, we took the Metro to see the National Cathedral. It is really impressive and has its own American flair – one of the gargoyle’s is Darth Vader thanks to a child’s submission. We also walked down Embassy Row and looked at some more great architecture. Around 6pm we took pizzas and drinks to the mall area. We were hoping to go to a sculpture garden for a jazz concert but the weather wasn’t cooperating. As it rained, we ate on the porch of the Smithsonian Natural History Museum. Our long lost friend Yannick met up with us, and using his powers, he drove away the rain. We had a great time at the concert dancing and playing swordfish (a game Deep invented/showed us). The setting was idyllic with fountains running on the garden pond and classical architecture in the backdrop. We took the Metro back to GW where an All-American (congrats Joey!) was waiting for us. Joey had on a Kevinesque white polo shirt (how things have changed from wifebeater Joey – thank you Lyndsay). We hung out at the dorm for a while before heading to Chinatown to meet Kevin. While waiting, we hung out at a restaurant called Clydes and took a picture with some gangsta-looking rappers. Kevin made a marathon trip from Manhattan to meet us in DC. Although he was supposed to leave on a 5:30 bus from New York for a 3 hour trip, thanks to delays/traffic he didn’t arrive till 1:30am. But when he did, we had a cardigan-wearing Greek God in our midst.