Life lessons: How not to share your problems

I am not alone but lonely. However cliched it may sound, it IS true. I have friends, true friends, with me. Yet i feel alone. I dunno why but i never seem to have some1 who ll listen to me. Just listen to me and not fake his sympathy for me.
I have stopped crying in front of 'other' people. Cuz it makes no difference to them. At least not for the better. My crying or sulking about my life just gets them pissed off and way too disinterested. So every morning when i wake up, I put on that veil of happiness and go around helping people. So that No one else needs to bother about me.
I have started watching SRK movies a little too frequently. For I see them as my anti-depressants. They somehow manage to instill in me the hope that things will actually get alright someday.
I have started behaving like a silly 8 year old. Just so that I can for some time think the old times n smile.
Moral of the story: Keep your problems to yourself. Dont bother others with it cuz they are too busy to care or too insensitive to care for you.

I am sorry Mom

M sorry I am a terrible daughter.
M sorry I can never help you out with anything - cooking, cleaning or anything else.
M sorry for my carelessness has always embarrassed you.
M sorry I am not pretty or soft spoken.
You brought me up with so much love. And I am sorry I'll never be able to return all that love to you by living up to your expectations. I know I am worthless and that i cant do anything. But I really am sorry for my existence.
I am sorry.

Loser

U are a loser.

U are NOT cool.

U are not funny.

Your dressing style isnt trendy. Its just cheap.

Your 'style' is NOT style. Its just....pah!!

You don't look cool with the thoe goth bands. They look like a spring on your hand.(Thanks Raag for this one. I could never have thought it)

Girls don't think you are hot. You are not.

Your attitude is fake.

Your talks are all lies.

You have a really huge, with a capital H, misconception about yourself.

Pity that girl you are hitting on. 

Or no. A ****e like her deserves no one better than you

F*** off. And yes for humanity's sake, DONT send me those pathetic messages of yours.

cheers,

iNDu<3

Generation Gap

Generation gap is when you are watching Rock On with your parents and in the Dandiya scene you just cant stop laughing and your parents keep staring at you wondering if they need to call a doctor for their daughter who is laughing for apparently no reason.

*sigh*

:D

cheers,

iNDu<3

Why?

This is it now. 

He IS hitting on my best friend. So now I hate him.

Ok, I dont hate him. But I dont like him. The only thing he can do is run and jump. He is dumb. 

So now officially my crush is over.

Or maybe not.

Why? Why? Why?

Why I cant stick to what i decide?

*sob*

I wish.....

How I wish God Almighty had given him some brains. If he was a lil, just a lil smarter i would hav proposed to him. Really. Hes really lovable. His smile kills me. Every time smiles I go Ahh...

*sigh*

cheers,

iNDu<3

Thank you Blog

I just realized how much you mean to me. 

Middle of the night... 

Theres this thought disturbing me and theres no one i can talk to about it...

What do I do? 

Hit the blog. Type it out and theres this strange feeling of satisfaction. I feel theres someone listening to me with an understanding heart.

Deepest of the secrest, wierdest of my dreams ... I can share with you every damn thing.

I love you.

cheers,

iNDu<3

PS: Please excuse me if I am sounding a lil lunatic.

P****v ka GK - II

XYZ: India ka national animal kya hai?

P****v: Lion.

XYZ: [:|]

Sorry P****v. I do feel bad for you. But I hate the way you keep staring at me n the person sitting beside.

Thank You...

This post is for this really nice person who was always a friend but never that close. Someone who i think i can relate to. Someone who has a really good and honest heart.

Amidst all those tears of mine when i was looking for suppoet my hand went on to the phone n dialed his number. (ok this is sounding a lil too cheesy...but it actually happened that way) And there he was reassuring me. Telling me his own stories, making me realize how lucky I am, being my guruji, giving me those spiritual discourses.........he made me smile. :)

You are a gem of a person. You really don't know how special you are. Damn all those people who poke fun at you. You really are special. Just don't let yourself to be changed by anything in this world. I love you for what you did for me.  

Thanks a lot. 

cheers,

iNDu<3

 

How to be a volunteer

1. Take the team people and feed them pani puri iwth double the Chilli Powder

2. Show them the loo, wait till they get in and lock them up

3. Tell them that terrorists have struck the school and send them back to wherever they had come from.

4. Keep talking to them about how you hate Andrew symonds, blah blah blah...

Ok thats it.

This is insane

I know

Dont ever do it.

An entire day of volunteering will make anyone talk such shit.

cheers,

iNDu<3

I thought we were done with it

Yes we were. 3 weeks of not seeing him had made things fine and i had statrted hating him. But Monday morning i enter the school and i see him n his dumb smile........and I am floored. 

Why doesn't this happen to him. Why can't he for once get floored by my smile? Why always me?

Ok now for the last time.

I hate him

I hate him

I hate him

I ahte him

Yes i do. 

*sigh*

Please someone make me hate him.

Please.

cheers,

iNDu<3

PS:- I wanna hate him cuz dres no point liking him. I think hes hitting on my best friend. 

:| 

The Case of the Unbreakable Specs :P

Would you trust the salesman at 'ChashmaGhar' when he says that the specs he has just sold to you are unbreakable?

I happen to know a particular person who did. Not just that, he was so bloody sure that he challenged this erm...rather powerful(read hefty) friend of his that he couldn't break it.

Result: He broke the specs. No. actually the salesman was right in a way. The two lens pieces didn't break. They just came off. It was the frame that broke. The lens was made plastic.

ROFL.

Ok. I know you don't find this funny. But laugh. 

cheers,

iNDu<3

P****v ka GK

XYZ: India ka Capital kya hai?

P****v: Mujhe pata hai, mujhe pata hai!!!! Mahendra Singh Dhoni

:|

To one of my closest friend ever *hugs*

It hasn't even been half a year i met you. I am clueless about what was it that led to what is today one of my most cherished relations. You weren't even in my class. I don't remember when exactly was it that we became best friends. But 'Jo bhi hai, Achha hai' :)

I- the tomboy. You- the 'item' :p 

You dance like osm and I cant dance to save my life.

Your poems sound like Shakespeare and mine sound like Nursery Rhymes.

Honestly I find it funny that we are best friends.

Did you know that you were like one of the first people i told about all those pressures I was facing? You were the first person in my life with whom I have shared the wildest of my fantasies and stupidest of my dreams and wierdest feelings for *ahem* you know who

I love the innocence( m nt really sure if thats the right word) in your eyes. I love the way you try to be happy even if deep within you are crying. I love the way you take you friendship with *sum ppl* seriously even when he isn't nice to you. Most of all I love how you called up tonight to tell *you know what*

I completely love you(in a non gay way). You are gem. And I am sure *he* will also love you when he knows who you are as a person.

Now this is my attempt to tell you how much you mean to me in a cheesy 'full form' way.

R- Ravishing

I- Intelligent

D- Dashing

D- Daring

H- Helpful

I- Inspirational

Hahahahaha..........Guess that gives you an idea how dumb I am.

Anyways. I dont know why i wrote this. 

cheers,

iNDu<3

I Love you guys

Ok. This post is a total contrast to my First Couple of posts where I lament about my class.

The thing I now LOVE my class. Its so much fun ie. if u ignore irritating 'sum' people. Who ever thought I could be happy in this class with just 6 girls. 

I love the way we have fun. I love the way we have 'unity' without having to chant it. I love the way we pass time in Maths and English periods. I love the way you stop halfway when you abuse cuz "ladkiyon ke saamne to mat bolo". I love the way we had fun on Teachers' Day. I love the way you let me play volleyball even though i play pathetic and encourage me by saying 'Jhinge se to achha maara'. I love the way we clap for absolutely no reason. I love the way we wish the birthday boy/girl a zillion times in a day in ultra-slow motion to waste time. I love your 'Pranav ka GK' jokes(although i think uski thodi zyada hi uda rahe ho). I love the way how a game of 'KING' with you guys makes me forget even my biggest sorrows. I love the way you guys din't complain on my party day even though there was hardly any place for you guys to sit. Most of all I love the way everyone else is jealous of our masti. I love everything about you. And I never want to leave you guys and go.

cheers,

iNDu<3

PS:- To all you people who think our class is bad ........ Die :x

Fun

Its so much fun when you make someone jealous. :D

If you've never done that. Try it its fun. Especially if you half hate and half love that person.

:D

I am not going to Singapore. i dint get the scholarship.

Its feelin kinda strangely funny now. Something like - one moment ' awww. i really wanted to go' and just the next minute ' thank gog, agar chali jati to i wud've missed so many things here'.

Its been quite some time now that I've known of the result, and after all due consideration (??) I think its good. I'll be with my parents and that is supposed to be good. Isn't it?

Maybe, India is where my destiny lies. Yes, I do believe in fate and destiny.

PS: Thanks Swaroop for making me feel betta that day. :)

What is it???...

Topping the class in Mid terms. People going Ga-Ga about how you are such a genius. People you don't even know coming upto you sayin that they've heard so much about you. Friends and pseudo-friends both caring so much for you ...

Seems perfect na?

Apparently it does. But if you were me, you would think otherwise.

I dunno what it is. But sure there is something wrong. There is something which makes me cry each night under the blanket. Something which makes me go mood-off on a day when everything is perfect. But I have no idea what it is ...

Maybe I still love HIM......cuz it still kinda feels bad when he doesnt reply to msgs

Maybe I feel bad cuz no1 else around me is doing well.

Maybe I ..... I dunno

I just dunno. 

I am not alone, but am lonely.So many people who talk to me. But no1 who'll listen to me.

I don't wanna live here. I wanna run away from here. To a place where there is nothing. To a place where there is no1.

I am crazy :|

End of Post.

In Two Minds...

Big decision coming up. Something that may change everything in my life - SIA youth scholarship.

*sigh*

I wrote the test for the heck of it. And i got the interview call. 

Dilema no. 1:

Do i want to clear the interview??

I mean i dunno. If i don't i wouldn't have to take such a big decision. But it'll be quite an achievement if i do.

*confused*

Dilema no. 2:

If i do clear the interview, should i say yes or no. Studying there would be great for me. Their methods of teaching are just right for someone like me and plus i get relieved from all the pressure out here. All seems fine na? No its not. Cuz going there would mean staying away from my parents. And that is a tad too difficult for me.

*even more confused*

**Kya Kare Kya Na Kare Ye Kaisi Mushkil Haye**

cheers,

iNDu<3

NO I Dont

I Dont like him anymore. So stop going gaga over it ok?

This post is particularly for this dumb guy whom i'v known for 8 years n still thinks I cant make out his heavy voice from his squeaky voice.

Listen. I DONT LIKE HIM. So stop calling me pretending to be him. I am no gonna blabber anything interesting. 

And yes stop behaving as if liking a guy is a crime ok?

As if you guys never liked a girl. If you didnt, you are gay.

End of Post.

:|

Sequel

This is a sequel(??) to this 

http://iluvlyf-indu.blogspot.com/2008/10/basic-problem-with-havin-crush.html

Boy is dumb.

Boy is a retard.

Boy is all bad things in the world.

But,

Boy sure knows how to make Girl feel ok.

cheers,

iNDu<3

*much better now*

Why is it so difficult ...

I often wonder as to how people who say they don't care say it. Do they actually mean it? I was always fascinated by such people cuz they never seem to get affected by anything people say or do which is just the opposite of what I am.

So I decided to 'be' them.

Apparently it was all going good. But it never really worked out for me. I tried extremely hard to not think about what people say about me. But in some corner of my mind in sleepless nights the thought inadvertently cropped up. 

After almost one month of being them, I decided its not possible for me to be them. 

But now the adamant person in keeps bugging me - Why can't I be like them. Why can't I also just block out things? Why can't I stop bothering about peoples remarks.

So finally I worked out on  a compromise. I will listen to what all you people out there say. But I will NOT let myself be affected by it. Your words are NOT going to impact my actions.

There are just 4 people who are an exception to this

Mom.

Dad.

And two other really close friends.

cheers,

iNDu<3

P.S.

This post really makes me look like a retard suffering from split personality.

The basic problem with havin a crush ....

Girl meets boy.

Girl thinks boy is cool.

Girl realizes that she likes boy.

Girl tells her closest friends about her crush on Boy.

Girl's good friend(??) tells girl's not so good friend that she likes Boy.

Girl starts hating Boy.

Girl's not so good friend starts teasing Girl and Boy.

Girl's not so good friend maybe (or maybe not) has told everything to Boy.

Girl fears what'll people think when they come to know about her crush on Boy.

Girl is tensed.

Girl is worried.

Girl goes bonkers.

:|

This is not inspired from my life.

Or wait.

Maybe it is.....

*sigh*

cheers,

iNDu<3

*repenting*

Of Gujjus And Garbas

De best part abt staying in Gujarat are the nine nights of Navratri.

For ne1 lik me, who has spent so much time in Gujarat, Navratri is pretty much part of our lives now. U juz cant go widout it. (evn if ur dumb skool decides to hav xams in between navratri)

So what if the campus guyz r shit scared of havin a garba.

You can alwayz roam around elsewhere.

This was wat *ahem* inspired me n my dad to *ahem*ahem* 'hang out' in each n every garba around here.

Some really interesting stuff came out.

1. So much so 4 gujarats unhealthy attitude towards girls. Come on guys!! Can a girl roam around just as freely as a guy at 1 in de nite in ne odr place in this country??? ....... NO. Do you have Garbas where girls can go in for free n guyz need a pass n still have to wait till 2???........ NO.

So, East or west, Gujarat is the best ( m not paid by Modi 4 this ..... I mean it )

2. Gujjus cant drink. So they get intoxicated on food. (This isnt my dialouge, its copied. But its good nevertheless). The purpose behind non- dancers like me to hang around in garbas is to hog. Hog on every damn thing u get. N the best part is dat u actually get every damn thing here. From Schewan Rice to Sev Poori, Paapdi no lot to Punjabi bhel, Jalebi to Jamuns, Popcorn to Panipoori - name it and you have it. So, (again) East ot west, Gujarat is the best(No really, i am not paid to say this)

3. Terror cant stop gujjus from dancing. The no. of garbas has surely come down. But the ones which are still there, have grown. And grown like what. So, (4 the third time) East ot west, Gujarat is the best.

4. Gujjus are a peace loving species. Theres absolutely no police to maintain peace in a place which is full of swarms of people. N yet things go on so smoothly. In spite of innumerable terror attacks and threats, no security personel with walkie talkies n rifles. So(4 the 4th time), East ot west, Gujarat is the best. [:D]

In short, Gujjus - You Rawk.

\m/

*proud to be a gujju*

cheers,

iNDu<3

PS:- I noe m a mallu by birth. Bt trust me m more of a gujju dan a mallu. Gujjus Rawk.

Dostana Music - My Take

Vishal  - Shekhar continue their streak of superhit albums with their latest - Dostana.

The Album is crisp. 6 songs - no remixes (thankfully ..... remixes make me feel sick)

*Jaane Kyu* 

People say its a love song. I think its a friendship song. Osm music. Unconventional but sweet lyrics. U'll love it instantly.

*Desi Girl*

A sureshot chartbuster. Gr8 vocals by Shankar n Sunidhi. Foot tapping music. Nthg gr8 abt de lyrics.

*Khabar Nahi*

Amanat Ali gets an osm break. This song belongs to him. The perfect love song with even more perfect lyrics.

*Kuch Kam*

Shaan shines in this one. But what stands out are the lyrics - simple yet poetic. If you've ever been in love u'll understand wat i mean

*Shut up n Bounce*

Nice Music. Dance Floor Types. But the lyrics dont match up. *aside* I wonder if this song is picturised on a trampoline.

*Maa da Ladla*

M still tryin to understand this one. Total Punjabi. Nonsense. Sthg similar to BHootni Ke 4m Singh is Kinng. Nice nevertheless.

Gr8 music, unconventionally sweet lyrics & osm vocals by Vishal Dadlani, Amanat Ali, Shreya Ghoshal, Shankar Mahadevan, Sunidhi Chauhan make this one total paisa vasool.

Go n get ur CDs NOW!!

cheers,

iNDu<3

PS:-

now on i'll be doin a lot of reviews cuz i got nthg else to post n 'sum1' insisted dat i must keep postin

The Thin Wid VIVA n me

Any idea which is the single most scary thing Homo Sapiens invented since the beginning of time????

VIVA

(if u cudn guess dis 1...u r dumb :| .... chk de title mr. smarty pants :|)

Dats it

This Post Ends here.

Yes it does.

'Aisa pehli baar hua hai solah satra saalon me

koi andekha anjaana aane laga khayalon me'

Wen kajol said dis in DDLJ.....i thought it was all shit.

But now this shit is happenin to me.

2 monthgs ago i have a crush.

i think i luv that guy. lik serious luv. i hated sundays cuz i cudn see him on sundays.

bt now

i realize all of a sudden that m not in luv wid HIM.

m in luv wid certain things in him which resemble de guy hu supposedly comes in ma dreams.

lik all dis DREAM BOY n IDEAL MATCH shit is actually true.

now dats quite a revelation to me who thought that bollywood stuff was never for real.

now before i change my mind. i'll sign off wid dese lines

♪♪ ♥Kaisa Hai Kaun Hai Woh Jaane Kahan Hai♥
♥Jiske Liye Mere Hoton Pe Haa Hai♥
♥Apna Hai Ya Begana Hai Woh♥
♥Sach Hai Ya Koi Afsana Hai Woh♥ 
♥Tera Deewana Kehata Hoo Hai Woh♥
♥Chup Chup Se Phir Kyon Rahta Hai Woh♥
♥Kar Baitha Bhool Woh, Le Aaya Phool Woh♥ 
♥Use Kaho Jaaye Chaand Leke Aaye♥ ♪♪

cheers,

iNDu<3

*totally confused*

Friends....an illusion

i thought u were lyf to me. i thought u were gonna b dre by me foreva.

bt u too betrayed.

And now thins r bcumin clearer. U were dre juz 4 de gud tyms.

old tyms startd cumin bac to me wen u hrt me. u pretty obviously dnt remembah dem. cuz dey were small. Mayb dey were. bt to me dey were BIG - really BIG.

N den came to final blow.

it reveald all ur presumptions.

de vry thin dat u cnt respect de fact dat ur fren can haf commitments to odr ppl said loads abt ur idea of frenship.

Had it been a year ago i wud haf bac to u struck by a chronic lack of company. Bt now thins haf changd. I now haf bettr frens who care for me - REALLY

so f*** off

cheers,

iNDu <3

PS:- Srini, sorry i copied ur title...cudn think of nethin else

PPS:- I wrote dis in ma english period. n afta writin dis i gt dis feelin of satisfaction....i reallycnt put it down in words. (esp de last line[:D])

People who mean life to me...

*prabs* - ma bhaiya, ma jiju, ma luvguru, ma evrthing
*dibbi* - ma bhabhi
*swaroop* - a really patient listener n ma best fren *hugs*
*shyam* - thnxx grl 4 bein dre alwayz
*heli* - u were by me all dese years n i never realizd..thnxx grl
*PT* - 4 alwayz bein dre 4 me n givin me strength wen i needed it the most *hugs*
*som* - srry if i eva hurt u...luv u 4eva
*roopi* - miss u a lot
*deepi* - ma agony aunt
*radhi* - luv u loads grl
*ayesha* - 4 cheern me up weneva i was low
*saahil* - de most unlikely fren..thnxx 4 helpin me out wid u noe hu
*riddhi* - my jaan-e-jaan, luv u hamesha<3


Thanks a lot ppl.
Why m i writin all dis now???
Cuz its today dat iv realizd who ma TRUE frens are. You mean a ot to me.
Thanks.

n to the sick ppl who pretended to be frens...
F*** off


cheers,
iNdU <3

ROCK ON!!! - My Take

ROCK ON rwkd to de core....
a nice muvie...
gr8 music n background score

*farhan...total hottie, neva knew u lukd soo cute*
*arjun...luvd his long locks n his son too*
*purab...had de best dialouges, ma latest crush*
*luke...osm stuff, made ma cry*
*prachi...sweet*
*koel puri...kool*
*sahana goswami...nice*
*de takla guy 4m chakravyooh...scary :P*

go watch it guyz


ciao

to the person reffered to in de previous post..

ok..i don hate u.....guess it was a lil exxageration

its ma fault

m a lil too possesive abt ma frens........i thought u were myn n so i din lik 'odr ppl' bein wid ya

i noe i was rong....bt dats wat i am......

i xpect a lot 4m ma frens n tend to 4gt dat m nt de only thin in deir lives

i noe i was silly....bt dats wat i am.....

so don bodr

thins can go on n usual

@pt

i f u r readin dis

i juz wanna tell ya 

thnxx......a lot

+in fond memory of a freindship dat neva existed+ *RIP* =[

if U r readin dis(m sure u r).......i hate u

i hate u cuz u r juz plain selfish

i was alwayz dre 4 u.....one call n i was dre by u ... reassurin u weneva u needed me

n u neva bodrd to evn respond to ma calls or sms s.

i wud assume u were bz

bt den i realizd u alwayz seemed to b havin tym for 'sum odr ppl' n neva me....

dats wen it struck......

plain n simple........U WERE NEVA MA FREN

i spent ma entire mobile balance on u......n u cant spare a rupee to wish me frenship day

guess its ma fault cuz 'i see things in people which they themselves dont'

neva mind.....i don care nemore

u can go roam wid 'odr ppl'.......bt get  1 thin into ur head...nxt tym u need a fren

I WONT B DERE 4 U

it hurts

oh dose glorious dayz of class 10...........

i noe dats de umpteenth tym m sayin dat...... bt i seem to b stuck up in dis tym warp.....

wid 11th.....so many thins haf changd

nt juz sections.....de priorities of frens.....de plainn n simple greed to score betta overshadowin de niceness of frenship

sumtyms 

it hurts.....

2 see ppl who meant lyf to u........ absolutely nt bothrd abt u cuz dey r bz muggin up trigonometric identities so dat dey can beat u in de test.....

its silly...bt it hurts

it hurts... 

2 see dat ppl r frens wid u only cuz dey want ur physics journal.....

it hurts... 

2 see u r unwantd by ppl cuz u don go to de same tution.....

it hurts... 

2 see  ur best frens fitin cuz of reasons wadeva n den accusin u of nt clarifyin wid whom m i

it may b a lil difficult to understand 4 u guyz

u may evn find it funny 

bt trust me

it hurts...

busy me

hey guyz

m so srry..........i havnt been able to squeeze out tym 4 bloggin

i'll post really soon

ps

i noe no1 really reads ma blog :P

dis is a song iv fallen in luv wid juz now

sumtyms i feel dat de song has been written juz 4 me

kahin to,
kahin to,
hogi woh
duniya, jahaan tu mere saath hai
jahaan main, jahaan tu,
aur jahaan
bas tere mere jazbaat hain

hogi jahaan subah teri
palkon ki kirnon mein
lori jahaan chaand ki
sune teri baahon mein…

jaane na kahan woh duniya hai
jaane na woh hai bhi ya nahin
jahaan meri zindagi mujhse
itni khafa nahin…


jaane na kahan woh duniya hai
jaane na woh hai bhi ya nahin
jahaan meri zindagi mujhse
itni khafa nahin…

saansein kho gayi hai kiski aahon mein…
main kho gayi hoon jaane kiski baahon mein…
manzilon se raahein dhoondti chali….
aur kho gayi hai manzil kahin raahon mein

kahin to, kahin to…
hai nasha teri meri har mulaqat mein
hothon se, hothon ko
choomte… rehte hain hum har baat pe

kehti hai fiza jahaan
tere zameen-asmaan
jahaan hai tu meri hassi
meri khushi meri jaan…

jaane na kahaan woh duniya hai
jaane na woh bhi ya nahin
jahaan meri zindagi mujh se
itni khafa nahin…

jaane na kahaan woh duniya hai
jaane na woh bhi ya nahin
jahaan meri zindagi mujh se
itni khafa nahin…

de english translation 4 ppl who dnt understand hindi

it doesn really get de meanin ryt......bt sumwhere close

somewhere…
somewhere…
it must be…
the world, where you’ll be with me…
where me, and where you…
… and where…
… only the feelings of our love reign supreme…

where my morning will have a sunrise…
… with the rays from your eyes on me…
and lullabies of the moon…
…I’ll get to hear in your arms…

dunno where that world lies…
dunno if it even exists or not…
where my life wouldn’t be…
…so upset with me myself…

the breaths are lost waiting for someone…
dunno whose embrace has got me all lost in dreams…
that now I am in search of ways from my destinations…
while the destination itself seems to be lost in the tracks

somewhere.. omewhere…
our meetings get us into a high of love…
with the lips, with our lips…
we kiss each other through the words we exchange…

the wind tells me about…
… an earth and a sky…
where you become my laughter…
… and my happiness and my life…

dunno where that world lies…
dunno if it even exists or not…
where my life wouldn’t be…
…so upset with me myself…

dunno where that world lies…
dunno if it even exists or not…
where my life wouldn’t be…
…so upset with me myself…

i hate UK :x

a grp of grlz....

all tired n sweatin wid faces pink n red n so many odr colours

hopin in deir hearts dat dey'll get sumfin gud to eat

n all dey cud see was a flood of a white liquid which de cooks named "kadhi"

for 40 whole minutes you try n stuff it into ur mouth.......sumhow

n de bell goes off

which meant we now had to rush to the phyics lab

half an hour of tearin your eyes apart to see if the wire was 1.34 mm or 1.35 mm thick

de bell goes off again

dis tym we were in 4 much worse..........a supposedly interactive session about studyin in UK

a lady whos name no1 noes stood ryt in front of us 4 two whole hours blabberin stuff dat i guess no1 really understood. de only thin i understood{{cuz she said it a zillion tyms}} is dat she hadnt eaten since mrng

sheesh........

i wish i had given her sum of my "kadhi"

aftr 2 hours of sleepin wid ma eyes open , she said it was enuf for today..........phew

n made us promise dat we'll attend sum exhibition or sumfin nxt week

i wish i was in 10th

cuz 10th graders din haf to attend de *ahem* interactive seesion

iit *sigh*

I I T

3 letters which make de wrld round

3 letters which make me go mad

3 letters which ppl  cnt stop utterin

its been a week and a half into 11th

nd all i can hear is IIT........

i v been trying to convince frens to see dat cute guy in Jaane Tu...

nd again i hear r de same 3 treacherous words *sigh*

i miss class 10

all de pseudo nerds {yes dey r pseudo.....dey noe nthg} r in my class

all frog+monkeys who laugh really loud{close frens noe whom m tokin abt}  r in my class

all ppl in de wrld wid a seriously SICK sense of humour are in my class

i miss de day wen we saw bhool bhulaiya on durgashtami *snuffle*

i miss de dayz wen we had bettr stuff to tok abt dan coaching classes and calculus n vectors and wat not

n most of all i miss "sanity" in ma surroundings