Lack of sleep

Hey all my readers clearly begging for an update... riiiight.
So I have not been good thus far with keeping this blog up, but between orientation junk, trying to get to know people and the general annoyances of internet service here it hasn't been happening. I'll try harder though!
After this weekend things should start calming down - classes really start Monday. I'm trying to get classes outside of the SIP (Study in India Program - the overarching program for Americans and Europeans studying here) ones, because I would like to try to be a part of the larger Univ. of Hyderabad campus than just this little corner we foreigners have. I picked two classes in the English department - "Indian Novels and the Nation" and "Indian writing in English." I was a little wary of them, because I want to take classes that my school won't offer, but seeing as I can't remember the last time my department offered an Indian literature class (A quick scan of Courseavail says they haven't all last year and won't next quarter) I would like to take advantage of the opportunity.
However, the fate of my fourth course (I have the two Lit ones, a Hindi or maybe Telugu class, and one more spot open) is up in the air. Typical of theatre, even here, the Performing arts school hasn't given us a schedule of class times. A friend I have met here, a fellow theatre enthusiast, claims it's probably because they don't want to give times, they just want you to always be there. Seeing how I spend about 15 hours a day in the SCU theatre department, I am suspicious that this could be very very true. And seeing how obsessed I am and how dedicated I have gotten to theatre, I worry this may be very very true for me.
Worried because I would like to do things a little differently here. I overextend myself and refuse to back down from it, under any circumstances. So with my lightest course load of my college career, I won't know what to do. I'm already planning on taking a bunch of non-credit performing classes (Vocal, dance, music), as many as I can take, plus with fitting my schedule into a mon-thurs week, I'm leaving myself a three day weekend every week so that I can travel as much as possible. Will I be busy? Yes. As busy as usual? That remains to be seen.
But this is all too early for this speculation I think - I've only been here a week. I'm still learning things about this amazing city I'm in and still adjusting. I think I'll still be learning and adjusting until December 5th - and then I'll leave!
So I'll be back to post this weekend about fun things like Khojo (Search) Hyderabad - a scavenger hunt through the city by rickshaw!
Thanks to any of you reading this and sticking around through the infrequency!

Hello from Hyderabad!

Woo I made it here in one piece! With all my luggage!
Seriously jetlagged, I'm sitting in the lounge area of the Tagore International House where I'll be living.
Quick summary of my trip:
Got to JFK, 15 hour flight. Read Stardust and half of Eat, Pray, Love (Embarassing.) Watched An Education. Screaming babies. Couldn't sleep. Sat in Mumbai airport for like 5 hours as my transfer plane was delayed. Met a lot of other American students in my program who were also stuck. Flying out of Mumbai. Raining. More screaming babies. Couldn't sleep. Bumpy landing. Panic attack hoping my luggage would come unharmed. It arrives, wet. Three girls lost luggage, one lost all of hers. Hoping they get it back. Meet the guy who drives us, we're 3 hours late. Get to U of H in time for breakfast. Tasty. Unpack and Nap. Lunch. Nap. SIP (Study in India Program) got a new building, we go to the official opening. Beautiful flower arrangements on the floor. My roommate and I have only one key for our room. No sense. Sit and figure out the internet in the lounge. Dinner. I love tea.

Longer update later with pictures when it isn't dark.

Week of Insanity.

Here's what I've been up to:
Saturday: Fly home, go to my Grandparents' 50th anniversary mass/party, then speed home to CT to go see my lovely friends do a production of The Laramie Project. Collapse and fall asleep.

Sunday: Work for 4 hours and see more friends!

Monday: Get my wisdom teeth out. Ouch. While still clenching gauze in my mouth and drowsy from pain meds and just being put under by IV (Which was terrifying) I get three shots and a finger prick at the doctor's office. I also get a prescription for a bunch of other meds. Fall asleep with so many chemicals in my veins I feel unorganic.

Tuesday: Hair cut! I go to see David in the city, with my Mom, who also got her hair cut, and my brother and sister. Theresa, obviously, would never let someone come within five feet of her hair with scissors. Bob is waiting for his annual Head-Shaving for Cancer. So they sat on the couch and watched Real Housewives of New Jersey for an hour and a half instead. That show is actually one of the trashiest and silly things I've ever seen. My brother and sister and I go to a sweet used bookstore in the city before haircut, then my whole family goes to this awesome Belgian restaurant for dinner. I missed out on playing a nerdy boardgame with my friends though :(

Twitpic from right after hair shearing.

Wednesday: Eye doctor, new prescription for my right eye contacts. He gave me a free pair of clear contacts - the first time I've worn non-colored contacts since seventh grade. Then I went to the mall with my friends Gina and Jess - I bought a hat/feather/headband contraption with change. I have no money after spending so much on prescriptions I need for India.

Thursday: ANOTHER shot. This time for Typhoid. Felt drowsy and basically just napped all day. Too much stress on my body.

Friday: That would be today. Hopefully I will be seeing friends tonight. I got a call that my contacts (To make my eyes green again!) are in, and I have to go pick them up. Tomorrow. Also, dyed my hair red! It was already red, but I needed to even it out - cutting it so short made it patchy.
Also, I found a disturbing comparison - I felt like a Red-Headed Mia Farrow from Rosemary's Baby. I was wearing a little frock dress and flats when I felt like this. Also, I had a demon baby, but that was just coincidence.

Creepy.

Alright, back to doing nothing.
5 Days.