i'm not afraid; i'm moving on

What's on my mind:

" Everybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die "

types of love

I've been msging Biri and Rosma for the past two days.

It's amazing that they haven't got tired of my rantings.

Their patience is much appreciated.

I want school to start.

I miss Divya.

Nuff said.

Labels: Biri, Divya, Love, Rosma

Sunday, 14 March 2010,21:07 | comment | 0 comment(s)

Being Selfish Is A Virtue Too;

I'm liking this year, more and more.Odd, actually.Since most people don't like their classes and blah blah.I'm not being mean.Okay, think of me that way, I don't give a damn anyway.But can everyone just deal with it.Life is unfair, deal with it.You can't change the arrangement anymore, so change your views.I'm kinda annoyed with the constant complainings.It's getting sorta old.We're fifteen.Grow up.
I love every one of my teachers.They are not only nice.They are very very funny.I'm serious.My english teacher asks a question and answers it herself, with sarcasm.I just so enjoy the way she talks.And my math teacher is awesome too.People saying I got quite good teachers.To which I'm hugely grateful.Thank you, God :)
Divya didn't attend class at all.Argh.
But tomorrow, she's going to be with us like normal.We're about together for every class, except Geography.Since she didn't come, I'm sitting with Rosma baby for the rest of the term, I guess.Kausalya's been real nice.She got me a seashell with my name engraved from India.
Real nice; seeing as I have never given her anything.
I'll admit I'm extremely tired.And very pressured.There's so many things to do.However, I'm loving it.Not the pressure but I love the whole studying thing.
It keeps me occupied from thinking other things and trying to save the world, and all that.
Learning to be selfish, is harder than I thought.
Pink
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
There's a lot on my mind right now.Not just academic stuff.Lots of emotions running wild.I got to set things straight.I need to talk to someone and tell them things.They have the rights to know.
No one said teenage was easy;
But they didn't say it would be a jungle!
Why aren't I surprised?

Labels: Class, Decisions, Divya, English, Maths, Rosma, Stress

Tuesday, 5 January 2010,18:40 | comment | 0 comment(s)

Vibes;

I was kinda planning to do an one line post.However, Rosma baby has changed my mind.So here goes.

I'm about to embark on a ruthless journey of cleaning my room in an hour or so.It's like a pig sty.And in my defense, I'd like to say the only reason my room's messy is cuz it's filled with books since I was seven.There.What a convincing case I've made.Hehs.I'm doing this, so I can earn an opportunity to go out.Whatever it is, I've got to clean it sometime in November; Why not now?

Anyways, I think I might be up all night.That's how messy the room is.But it will be fun, I guess.

By the way, I've gained the intestinal fortitude aka guts, to accept even the most indigestable truth.Cuz in the end, that's life.Life's all about being given you completely can't work with and proving how you can.Yeah, something like that, I guess.

On a much more personal note, I'm annoyed with myself right now.I've gone and pissed off someone.Someone who's made me feel better whenever I've been down.What's wrong with me?! Argh.

Other than that, everything is drama-less at the moment.Whether this is fortunate or unfortunate, I'm still indecisive about.But I'm sure before my mind is cleared, it will all start again.Oh well.Hehs.Anyways, guess that mostly makes who I am.Reading this book called Vibes.Quite good.Seeing as how I've managed to read it three times, already.

I've been browsing through all of Travis McCoy's videos.Damn.I love the way his voice sounds.Seductive.

I'm grinning in unconcealed awe.

Now, I've got to go and fuel myself as I'm about to face my room, which can be subversive.Honest.

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town;

Labels: Changes, Cleaning, Outing, Rosma, Things, Travis McCoy

Friday, 13 November 2009,20:55 | comment | 0 comment(s)

Worth it;

Take a moment to look around;

Marched to school this morning.I was real tired and almost fell asleep during assembly.Hehs.It was the Health Carnival.Mariyah walked around with the board, while I begged people to come around our class booth.After my shift was done, walked around the carnival with Divya.She bought that chocolate fondu thingy, and I got myself cup corn.Mmm.Divya and I dedicated a song for Mariyah and Rosma.Our second dedication went out to the SEVENEleven Gang.Haha.Then, just sat at the canteen talking.

Venkat and Shafiq came and made us go up to the hall for the hip hop dancing session.We all only did halfway through.After that, ciao.Haha.Venkat and Shafiq participated in the healthy cooking competition.Their sandwhich was gigantic.I still doubt it can fit into anyone's mouth.lol.Took the bus home with Venkat, Shafiq and Nila.I whacked Venkat a lot.Not fair.He's so damn thick skin.

And damn, you make everything so worth it;

Labels: Chocolate, Divya, Rosma, Shafiq, Venkat, Worth it

Saturday, 24 October 2009,20:53 | comment | 0 comment(s)