tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68542226878472740352024-02-18T18:19:57.590-08:00still wide awakeprettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-79687918071446270332012-11-10T07:56:00.002-08:002012-11-10T07:57:12.841-08:00.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-67447933322121521902010-09-06T09:17:00.000-07:002010-09-06T09:22:17.952-07:00my first original short story.<strong>a lot of hard work has gone into writing this deep literary piece. please be kind. it was originally meant to be 55 fiction, i.e. a story comprising only 55 words, but my creativity got the best of me and i wrote double of that.</strong><br />
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The ray of light streaming through her bedroom window and onto her face had gotten bright enough to wake her up. Such phenomenon usually makes people curse Helios, but she found it beautiful (cuz she was an annoying bitch like that). In any case it was better than listening to her psycho of a mom scream into her ears about getting late. She woke up and stretched contently, her thoughts full of optimism about the promising day ahead. <br />
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Suddenly, she got a text. It was the Head Cheerleader of their school. “i slept wid ur bf last nyt. xo” <br />
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Well, the Sun doesn’t seem so beautiful now, does it, Bitch?<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">The End.</div><br />
Moral : i cannot write stories to save my life. Also, keep your bf interested. Get a boob job done.<br />
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you would think since my boards ended I would have been upto numerous fun filled activties, expanding my creative genius, travelling to mysterious far away lands and in general blessing the almighty for the holidays!<br />
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all that i have been upto the last month is sleeping, bickering with parents over rules-of-the-house (section 13A, "things teenagers are allowed to do in the house" (cuz the things that arent allowed would be too lengthy to write!!)), torturing my neighborhood kid, reading novels, harassing people on the net and discovering my knack for gettin pwned on the phone with random strangers :P<br />
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i also watched paranormal activity with my friends. being the toughie that i am, no movies have been able to scare me uptil now. (ok except 13 ghosts and amityville horror when i peed in my pants, but in my defense, i was 12 and i was alone)....reliable sources on the net confirmed it was a CLASS movie bound to deliver and so i'd been harassing my friend to download it since weeks... after several forces of nature preventing me from watching it (the torrent wouldnt work, my speakers broke down, obnoxiously long power cuts in friends house, my granny protesting over existance of boys, a meteor hitting our town etc) i FINALLY got to watch it. and the verdict?? i dont think it's all it's cracked up to be.... but that might be because me and my friends couldnt take the boring parts and forwarded it to the scary bits. :P something thats bound to turn every movie into a Scary Movie (the parody). the end however, did blow our minds out. i was almost huggin this guy friend i have, a move not so smooth because he later mentioned it (whether to embarass me or just an observation, i have no idea). people have GOT to understand we're not ourselves in times of adrenalin rush!!<br />
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mundane piece of information, but i also got this very cute sleeveless top that my mom got a fit about. cuz it was sleeveless. yes. cuz it was sleevless. no, it was NOT transparent. and no i didnt say the top was all i was gonna wear. it's silly things like this that she fusses about which makes me wish for hostel all the more.<br />
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speaking of which my dad has finally agreed to let me study english honors in delhi =] it all depends on whether i get an engineering college away from home or not... i defintely cant stay with parents anymore. (dont judge me)<br />
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moving on, one of my friends has been showing attitude problems and attention whore-y symptoms in the past month. (this is you andrew ;) ) you know how my parents have a problem letting me go out if my group of friends has boys in it? well due to this all the events that andrew planned ended up evaporating in the past year. but finally my dad, due to some miracle (possibly my good result in boards) allows ! and then andrew has the horrible, horrible idea of taking revenge. yeah, by refusing to come and in general being a sissy pants and staying at home while all of us go out. well i dont know whether he was expecting us to fall on our knees and beg him to come or watch with glazed look in our eyes as he made us realise our 'mistakes' ...but it didnt work. we planned to go without him, and bring him back souveniars too :P ........all was going well till our plan got cancelled due to rain... andrew was very smug. damn you, andrew. i hope your braces never come out. <br />
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i also talked on the fone with guy whos awesomeness was so much it gave me a brainfreeze and i ended up sounding like i had the IQ of a new born cow. conversation killers like "yeah" and "okay" were the only words i could manage. along with noises that sounded something between grunts and giggles. embarassin i tell you. every second of silence sounded like an awkward year of it. here's a snippet of the conversation for your amusement. ( words in italics are the voices in my head)<br />
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<strong>me</strong> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">(in squeaky voice)</span> :</span> hey... is this *insertguysnamehere*?<br />
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<em>Well he did just message you a second earlier, who do you expect he suddenly turned into, Santa Claus?</em><br />
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<strong>guy:</strong> oh no no, its his dad !<br />
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<strong>me:</strong> <em>there you go, mortal... he is using sarcasm, you're getting a spasm!</em><br />
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*nervous laugh*<br />
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<strong>guy:</strong> whoa, you sound like this crazy stalker i had...!!<br />
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<strong>me:</strong> oh? :( you sound like shahid kapoor ! <br />
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<em>thats right, compare him to celebrities, you're doing a good job of not acting like a stalker right now</em><br />
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<strong>guy</strong>: haha is that a good thing or a bad thing?<br />
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<strong>me</strong>: *more silliness prevails*<br />
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anyway. albiet getting pwned randomly like this 20 times a week i managed to somehow survive the month of may. my board results as you might be curious to know is 88%. boards for those of my foriegn readers is the indian equivalence of SATs/ GCSEs ... i have no idea how i managed to pass math, i almost started cryin in the examination hall during the paper. not that i cry. im too cool for crying. anyway i managed an 80. god bless the examiner, he must have been on drugs or something. or just got laid that day. :D<br />
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speaking of examiners, i got a poor 91 in english. GASPPP. may the examiner have to sit thru KITES for a whole week! (yeah it was that bad !)<br />
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<strong>now reading:</strong> Brida, Paulo Coelho<br />
<strong>now listening:</strong> pretty on the outside, BFMVprettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-61944132785321391342010-03-31T23:04:00.000-07:002010-03-31T23:04:02.541-07:00april fool-ed!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIoqN5Vy5x74cgCgCvb1CLONsjy8BuF7RdWRKl_y2VgpszUI5jZivwVw23Jcc_bVLYg4_AgI9CH4xjP_T8kopth3FKAroxVZr5VPsaegOMxUdYmR98lafQ6bLNRCGHm_nx9GlPdH_nBg/s1600/april-fool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIoqN5Vy5x74cgCgCvb1CLONsjy8BuF7RdWRKl_y2VgpszUI5jZivwVw23Jcc_bVLYg4_AgI9CH4xjP_T8kopth3FKAroxVZr5VPsaegOMxUdYmR98lafQ6bLNRCGHm_nx9GlPdH_nBg/s320/april-fool.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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dont you just hate it when you try to april fool someone but either they dont fall for it OR the clever smart-asses turn the tables on you? yeah people, as smart as i am, i have been turned tables on this year! :x<br />
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it's 11 AM and by now i've tried fooling <strong>3 people</strong> with the following results:<br />
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<em>1:25 AM last night:</em><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">my best online buddy (lets call him... BOB) (whom btw i swear i will kill one day): </span><br />
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<em>MRA (my royal ass, that is ME): *serious, suspicious tone* listen man i got something to tell ya...</em><br />
<em>BOB: *peeked interest* YES?</em><br />
<em>MRA: dude, im gay.</em><br />
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<em>*expects shocked outburst/ sad crying since she is no longer available :P *</em><br />
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<em>BOB: *yawn* tell me something i dont know.</em><br />
<em>MRA: what!?</em><br />
<em>BOB: well yeah, i knew you were gay, hehe, no worries. i have this friend of mine, shes gay too, i ll introduce u...shes' very--</em><br />
<em>MRA: SHUTUP! im not gay! Its april fools! </em><br />
<em>BOB: oh...but...oh.</em><br />
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*awkward silence in which i contemplate painting my nails pink and shaving off my moustache (lol kiddin) *<br />
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<em>9:15 this morning</em><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">MOM </span><br />
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*while she is doin yoga*<br />
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<em>MRA: mom, i hacked into andrew's facebook account and read all his messages. he and sam are gay and having an affair </em><br />
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<em>(a/n: names have been changed to withhold privacy, they are both my friends who mom knows well and are both very straight males)</em><br />
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<em>MoM: *namaste postion* Om...</em><br />
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<em>MRA: Mom!</em><br />
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<em>MoM: Yes, yes! What were you doing sneaking around someone else's private messages?</em><br />
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<em>MRA: But, thats not the point, see they're gay! Can you believe that? ANDREW? He used to all gangstaa!</em><br />
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<em>MoM: You seemed to have missed some important lessons, young lady! It is not of any of your business to read sum1's private messages, I think I'll hav to talk to your dad-</em><br />
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<em>MRA: But but but the gayness-</em><br />
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<em>MoM: It is a state of mind that shall pass. *starts doing weird aerobic postures*</em><br />
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<em>MRA: You have to read about it, mom. You dont become gay suddenly. And i was kidding about it all, HAPPY APRIL FOOLS!</em><br />
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<em>MoM: Sure you become straight and gay randomly, I was a lesbian before I married your dad</em><br />
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<em>MRA: *_* </em><br />
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<em>MoM: what? it is a state of mind. and i thought you were open minded about it.</em><br />
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<em>MRA: *_*</em><br />
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<em>MoM: Gotcha! Happy April Fools!</em><br />
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<em>MRA: *runs out as Mom rolls around laughing*</em><br />
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10 am today: <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">My friend Nk</span><br />
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<em>MRA: OMG U WONT BLV WHAT I JST FOUND OUT!</em><br />
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<em>NK: are you trying to fool me?</em><br />
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<em>MRA: No... maybe... yeah *sigh*</em><br />
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Thats it! I give up ! I fail at pranking people. They're getting <strike>smarter than me</strike> less dumb with each passing year.<br />
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<strong>Any tips/foolish stories/chocolate cakes? Leave em right here!</strong><br />
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<strong>=D</strong>prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-57670792801693651832010-03-25T03:50:00.000-07:002010-03-25T03:50:00.736-07:0012th is OVER!!HA! I cant believe I'm DONE with school life. Today was my last board exam! (and yeah i'm passing all so no doubts about it)<br />
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Everyone says school life is the best part of your life, and no matter how much you bitch bout school, you eventually do miss it. Well not to be rude or anything but, STFU. I'm very happy Im getting out of this shit hole. =D<br />
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Not to mention life has just started. If these were the best days of my life I'm terrified of what the next part is gonna be like =S I saw someone say in one of them groups on Facebook (HAHA they're sucha sensation these days, I personally am a fan of about 1100, not to mention I quote some of them in real life... yeah I know i need to get a life.).... that we should remmeber our school days coz they're never coming back. Well, er, which phase of time DOES come back ?? -_- Old age doesnt come back either, SAVOUR IT! SAVOUR IT! (no offence to the old readers out there)<br />
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Well anyway, so today was computer science. Our invigilators were a very constipated and suicidal looking lady and a VERY huge body builder kinda man. I mean I almost gave up on all my plans of cheating when I looked at him. He caused quite a sensation. Turns out, he was actually quite a sweet temepered man who would just smile at you when he saw you helping others. The lady wasnt much of a problem either... she never looked up.<br />
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Well thats that... Im really bored now. Dont you just hate it when that happens!prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-28562674963576128092010-02-09T23:32:00.000-08:002010-02-09T23:38:15.718-08:002012... it's coming!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEievYSlArZiKn2cqEz99u8ZIqej4r1CARd-l5UoGfRaCk5ZKDs0qDXTg9dj6runY1cZ2wCyu8TeDKHNl2ZbnP56c9GD0C-rLGap0mRqlf6zswO-KsdwT2_5aNYwkqk_Ey8mRS0ietvdrw/s1600-h/argh.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEievYSlArZiKn2cqEz99u8ZIqej4r1CARd-l5UoGfRaCk5ZKDs0qDXTg9dj6runY1cZ2wCyu8TeDKHNl2ZbnP56c9GD0C-rLGap0mRqlf6zswO-KsdwT2_5aNYwkqk_Ey8mRS0ietvdrw/s320/argh.png" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I sincerely hope all these reports about world end being here come true. First off, it will make everyone in society lighten up and let others live according to how they want to - and even if we get that for 2 years its far better than living according to the norms your whole damned life. Second, meh, living aint so cool anyway.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">But i really dont think world end is here. 2 years before world end surely must not feel so boring and lacklustre as now feels. there must be signs marking the fact that 2 years afterward, all the spontaneous destruction as shown in the film 2012 is going to happen. i dont think 2012 got it spot on, either. though im no scientist myself, i really believe its going to be a gradual process. which should have started by now. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">assuming however that this stuff really happens, i 'll be 19 years old then. formally an adult, and able to do WHAT I PLEASE :D</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">sad for all those kids who are going to be born on that fateful day, however.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">"congratulations, its a boy!"</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">"i wonder who he takes after--" BOOM!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Haha, geddit people? stop reproducing right now, its not going to be of any use. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Anyway, here's a list of the things i would do if it was CONFIRMED that life on earth is gonna end (i say confirmed, because if by chance we dont even have a small "poof" for an explosion in 2012 and nobody dies, i'll have to take refuge in a monstery in holland for the rest of my ...damned life!)</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Alrighty here i go.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">1. get electric blue highlights in my hair. or a wacky orange!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">2. piercing below my lower lip. an example is katrina kaif in the film blue. it looks so cute! ( i cannot get her pic because the search results give stuff about blue films :( )</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div>what im looking at is a style like this : <a href="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00735/Scarlett-Keeling_28_735253a.jpg">http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00735/Scarlett-Keeling_28_735253a.jpg</a> and similar stuff.<br />
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3. Go to Miami or the Bahamas with some of my wildest friends! (though Im sure everybody would go wild with just 2 years left to live) Yes, I'm no longer fond of England- it's too cold and urban. I need a hippie life, baby!<br />
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4. Tell each and every one of my friends and family members what they mean to me and how grateful or ungrateful i am for them :) Especially tell my parents they've done a good job raising a responsible, kind and mature girl. ( Hey stop laughing ! -_- ) . Tell my friends THANKYOU for making me a deeper person!<br />
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5. Buy a great dane so I wont be bored at my house ( i.e. when Im not partying)<br />
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6. BURN ALL MY STUDY BOOKS! watch lovingly as the fire consumes each and every page of carboxylic acids that haunted my year, as magnetism gets a piece of torture itself and as calculus gets differentiated into nothingness !!!!!!!<br />
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What would you guys do ? Leave your comments!prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-59543374013258784802009-12-01T08:26:00.000-08:002009-12-01T08:35:57.667-08:00cappuchino =]<strong>here's an instant update on what has been happening in my life for the past few days!!:</strong><br />
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missing action SO freaking much. action, by the way, is how i pretend to pronounce akshaan, who is the 3 yr old kid i wrote about recently. yeah we made up and yeah he is SO awesome, i LOVE HIM!!1one1!!11! anyway he's gone to rajasthan which is his granparents house but he'll be back tomorrow :D :D and then im gonna lock him up in my house and feed him chocolates and chips so i can be his most favourite teenager in the world!!!!!!!!! mwhahahah. ahem.<br />
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i have no idea how my dentist manages to be the insensitive jerk he is. and worse of all he blames ME when any wire/bracket of my teeth manages to turn loose, hence his departing message today was "DONT FIDDLE WITH THEM!" AS IF i would like to reach inside the dangerous cavern of my mouth full of metallic weapons ready to pierce your finger at the lightest touch. OR to pull them out and have to visit his office, where another dentist, my dad and an old bum sat today discussing human greed as i hollered with pain. hmpf. self important adults who think their oh-so-smart thoughts are going to help anyone. ok they do help, but im pissed, wokay?<br />
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my pre-pre-boards start a week after this, and guess what, besides physics im *tada* prepared. sort of. i mean my percentage was so low last exams that it can only grow higher :P but seriously. i dont know what came over me, starting last week i did 9 chapters out of 13 in maths and THAT IS A NOVELTY !!<br />
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momos without sauce dont taste good. must not be lazy enough not to return to shopkeeper for sauce.<br />
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i finished reading 'to kill a mocking bird' and the similarities between it and my favourite book (nora, nora) were surprising. i bet TKAMB would have been my favourite book had i not read N,N before. but you know what they say ... ah, i dont remember what they say. something about not liking daal after you have had chicken. you know? anyway here's the similarities between the 2 books:<br />
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pretty cool, eh ?<br />
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anyway, in other reading thats been going on, i read the most horrible, eye bleeding inducing, suicide promoting, no plot, no brainer book i have ever come across in my life :Jet city woman. i cannot believe for the life of me HOW SHIT LIKE THAT GETS PUBLISHED. by rupa publications, too. thats the company which chetan bhagat's with.<br />
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on the bright side though, if THAT lame excuse for a book can get published, i definitely can :D<br />
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and to think i always thought only good things give you inspiration ;)<br />
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now listening: a person screaming something bout world end bein here ("RUN!!!")<br />
now reading: course books<br />
now wanting: freedom from (read above)prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-35321547542042537312009-11-08T07:09:00.000-08:002010-03-22T09:13:00.542-07:00problem child = me.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYVMNTJecnmFxtJlbdYWqVzmwQERXjUWbBbG5dHYFz54IpftiT7G2KdhJuLaRvVFBnuTz5vVauulpLG6LNKIwFdWmI5uWb2glazncQwX5JHRjO7dMrkFvwt96HZyLEfjKE0WfclX4PEA/s1600-h/happy+bunny+great2.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401762962343970610" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYVMNTJecnmFxtJlbdYWqVzmwQERXjUWbBbG5dHYFz54IpftiT7G2KdhJuLaRvVFBnuTz5vVauulpLG6LNKIwFdWmI5uWb2glazncQwX5JHRjO7dMrkFvwt96HZyLEfjKE0WfclX4PEA/s400/happy+bunny+great2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 249px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 220px;" /></a><br />
<div>i've been thinking: the ways of the world are wanton. (yes, the aliteration is amazingly awesome :D i know you are most mersmerized by menkah's musings. ok ok i will stop now, bring your boringness back here!)<br />
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anyway, the reason why i am questioning the sanity of the world (yet again) is the fact that i have been having a hard time at school lately and to think of it as a big picture, its all because im a teenager. all teenagers go through this heavy messed up phase especially when theyre 15-19, and it wouldnt bother me so much (hey, the mess has its own advantages!) but the fact that THIS is the time when you gotta study hard, make a career, change your damned life, is what's unfair. i mean there are so many stupid things going on in your life and in the midst of it all you have to concentrate on difficult stuff like IIT studies.<br />
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i was a complete nerd devoted to studies about 2 years back. but being in the place where i am has completely messed me UP. i admit it now. i feel i am lost and there is absolutely no hope for me. i miss out my 3 hour coaching SIMPLY because i hate going there. all year long i kept shifting IIT to the back of my mind, i dont know what i was thinking that i would just do it LATER ON, but here i am, 4 months away from the examination of my life and im wishing i studied at the right time. i mean just a few months of preparing could have changed my fucking life. but i was so damned busy watching TV or wasting my time on the internet or hanging out with friends. oh god, hasnt all this been said by elders before? i feel so STUPID now...<br />
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and then there are my stinking, midget brained, no life, good for nothing teachers. i have no idea what their problem is, but i get blamed for everything and anything wrong that takes place in the school. ohkay not THAT much, but recently this guy brought a pen drive and uploaded some funny mini videos ( you know, stuff like america's funniest videos etc) to our computers in the lab. it was a blessed, social service he did, considering the fact that there is NO net or anything to do on the PCs. so me n my 2 frenz were watching the vids in our work experience period.<br />
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then mister rangeela (our WE teacher. he has red hair, hence the name) comes along. his alarm-o-meter goes off as he catches my sight, seated like an angel minding my own sweet business.<br />
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rangeela: ooh, where did these lovies come from? (referring to the videos, not me or my friends)<br />
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me: erm they were in a folder on the desktop, sir.<br />
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rangeela: how did YOU know they were there?<br />
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me: well it's a pretty famous thing, everyone knows about them! *wide grin*<br />
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rangeela: they werent there initially. i think somebody got a pendrive and uploaded them to this computer in the COMPUTER SCIENCE PERIOD!!!<br />
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me: *GASP!*<br />
my friends : *GASP!*<br />
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you see, only a few children in my class have taken computer sci as their optional subject and i was the one among my friends with computer science. he had just blatantly accused me.<br />
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me to him: you see, douchenozzle, (ok i didnt say that) if i owned the vids i wouldnt be watching the boring ones as well to see if there's anything funny in the end ....<br />
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rangeela: i see. but dont you try to hide this folder as i go, COZ IM GONNA DELETE THEMMM *wide eyed maniacal laughter as two red devil horns erupt on his head*<br />
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me: =( why sir? it's not porn!<br />
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rangeela: *shakes head as he has no valid reason to offer and walks off*<br />
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me and my friends: why the red haired baboon with his *censored* and his small *censored* and his grandmother's *censored* ...<br />
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anyway, thats just ONE of the many stories which take place everyday. like when i repeated an example of semi synthetic polymers in chemistry class (HEY i thought nylon 66 and nylon are different!) and got accused of "sleeping in class, hence not being aware nylon has already been said". or the fact that i had to anchor this assembly but the children who had to present the news, thought etc didnt come, so it all got blamed on me "for not being responsible enough or going to the teacher who could write news and thought and GK questions on the spot in 5 minutes!" (emergency assmblys never been done before, how was i to know teachers are suddenly taking so much interest in our activities?)<br />
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not to mention when this guy was throwin a filthy hanky on me and when i threw it back it accidently landed on rangeela's head. (yeah he was majorly pissed. i think im gonna avoid him for the rest of my life now)<br />
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oh and did i mention im not getting a job because i wasted my year away? i feel like crying now.<br />
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arrrrggghhhhhhhhh <br />
</div>prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-73779664256996481112009-11-06T06:01:00.000-08:002009-11-06T07:30:52.529-08:00child is the bother of a man -_-<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4zkIqHqShITfO2CzaUr8nE2F3yt_dF06EkkGvGT4o4qFZ4vDVRgRhI3gTdInX4U_xlONhVJaySV7WeRA1EKweVl0rJy5mL-KicpJlOqdn1g0KOMxfndwJz_KTObwog56WiZPi4yrDjQ/s1600-h/DSC00280.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 168px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401011884679414402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4zkIqHqShITfO2CzaUr8nE2F3yt_dF06EkkGvGT4o4qFZ4vDVRgRhI3gTdInX4U_xlONhVJaySV7WeRA1EKweVl0rJy5mL-KicpJlOqdn1g0KOMxfndwJz_KTObwog56WiZPi4yrDjQ/s400/DSC00280.JPG" /></a><br /><br />i should have known better than to trust the little rogue. he is, after all, one of them.<br /><br />in my defence, he has a cute exterior (as the rest of his devilish kind!) which betrayed little about his evil intentions, and my obsession lasted for a less than a week.<br /><br />no, i am not talking about a "playa" whom i fell for, had a fling with and then got cheated by!<br /><br />im talkin about my 3 year old neighbour. i have been known to hate kids in the past. except when one or two really adorable, well behaved, intelligent ones who follow my orders come along and i go all smothery like the rest of the world. this one seemed to be completely one of that league. oh how wrong i was!<br /><br />his mom let him come to my house everyday and entertain me, ahem i mean, be taken care of for some time. one of the innumerous things about him that amused me was the fact that he SMELLS whatever food stuff you give him before eating. like a dog! i wonder what smell declares some kind of food fit to be eaten ! <br /><br />anyway, his temperament got less and less cute with each passing day. initially he fooled me by pretending to be a very non violent kid and in general use his charms to er charm me but after a while he got pissed with me (dont know why) and started doing very bad stuff (which includes not coming to me when called, staring, refusing to hand over my stuff (ITS MINE!), boring me )and TODAY, well he started hitting me! my dad couldnt stop laughing !<br /><br />his tantrums got the better off me, so today i gave him a piece of my mind (which includes holding his hands preventing him from hitting me) which made him cry. i felt sort of guilty but what the heck! he needs to be taught a lesson. :X<br /><br />anyway so we hate each other :X<br /><br />i hope he doesnt visit me tomorrow :X<br /><br />should've known better than to trust a KID! have you ever met ONE kid that doesnt smell, speak nonsense, salivate or isnt spoilt?<br /><br />of course not! then they wouldnt be called kids!<br /><br />HMPF. i is very angry. i have no time pass now =(prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-73968497875679947752009-11-04T07:41:00.000-08:002009-11-04T07:42:39.322-08:00Reasons why Harry POtter is better than Twilight!I stole this from harrypotterfanficton.com. This isnt my work, i just love hating twilight and wanted to save this list! <br /><br />1. JKR actually invented most of her ideas, instead of re-using ideas of vampires/werewolves, like Meyer.<br />2. Hermione would own Bella in a fight.<br />3. Rob Pattinson was in Harry Potter first.<br />4. People can snog without worrying if they're going to kill the other person.<br />5. It's a real love story; not cliched love.<br />6. Quidditch; enough said.<br />7. We don't have to listen to Bella whining about Edward and Jacob all day long, because seriously, Bella, Harry had it way worse than you.<br />8. There's actually an antagonist in Harry Potter.<br />9. JKR knows how to write.<br />10. Harry Potter doesn't glorify stalking.<br />11. Or pedophilia.<br />12. Or abusive relationships.<br />13. Harry Potter vampires don't sparkle.<br />14. In Harry Potter, women's lives don't revolve around men and babies.<br />15. In Harry Potter, the characters have value beyond their looks and sparkliness.<br />16. No-one in Harry Potter whines as much as Bella does.<br />17. Hermione is intelligent. SMeyer just pretends Bella is.<br />18. JKR doesn't use the word 'chagrin' eighteen times a chapter.<br />19. Harry Potter has a purpose beyond wish fulfilment for its author. <br />20. Rob Pattinson prefers Harry Potter.<br />21. So does Evanna Lynch.<br />22. Harry Potter has character development.<br />23. Harry Potter has more than one plotline running at once.<br />24. Harry leaves Ginny, but Ginny doesn't have thoughts of suicide because of it.<br />25. Werewolves aren't really, "Shape-shifters"<br />26. Because in Harry Potter the evil characters have a better reason for being evil than "she's more popular than I am." <br />27. You couldn't predict the end of the series after the end of the first book.<br />28. Every Harry Potter character is different, and there are hundreds of them. Twilight has randomers who come and go for no reason.<br />29. JK put some of her own traits into Hermione, S Meyer thinks she is Bella.<br />30. Stephen King says Harry Potter is better <br />31. Harry Potter includes mythology from all over the world,Twilight vampires can't even turn into bats!<br />32. Harry Potter is British (sorry, couldn't resist)<br />33. Some of the most distinguished actors of our time are in the HP films...enough said.<br />34. Harry Potter is a classic, Twilight will go out of fashion soon.<br />35. JK knows what a proper adjective is.<br />36. JKR knows how to hide plot points, without blatantly telling everyone what's going to happen.<br />37. I doubt JKR would 'leave her husband' for her main characters.<br />38. Harry Potter doesn't have typos on every page.<br />39. The main actors/actresses actually know how to change their facial expressions, unlike Kristen Stewart.<br />40. Harry Potter's plot is well-thought-out, with the ending being both somewhat unexpected and plausible.<br />41. An edition to #11, Remus Lupin is not a cradle robber<br />42. JKR does not "namedrop" classic authors and novels to get her allusions across<br />43. People don't get paired with their previous love interest's child<br />44. (now correct me if I'm wrong,I haven't actually finished Breaking Dawn,stopping at halfway because I was bored)there was a final battle, not an 'oh, I guess we won't kill you now,bye'<br />45. Harry Potter vampires don't pretend they're "vegetarians." <br />46. Harry Potter readers are not only hormone-raging teenagers.<br />47. Hogwarts is way cooler than Forks High School. <br />48. Harry Potter's vampires and werewolves aren't one dimensional shapeshifters and mutant sparkling faries! <br />47. In Harry Potter, the fans acually read the books because their intresting, rather than all their friends are reading it so they feel excluded.<br />49. Edward may be sparkly, but Harry saves the wizarding world AND is still cute. <br />50. JKR creates this whole nother world,making you think it truely exists.Whereas SMeyer feeds off other authors TRYING to make it seem origignal.<br />51. How many times can someone acually read the twilight series without realizing its full o fmistakes and over-used plots?However HP is exciting by every word.<br />52. Twilight is a an okay romance series, whereas Harry Potter made and impact on many peoples lives.<br />53. Did anyone here of a Twilight Amusment park in the making??<br />55. Harry Potter actually has important characters... oh, I don't know... DIE????????<br />56. Harry Potter has made its spot in the classic literature world. Twilight is simply a fad.<br />57. People of ALL ages enjoy Harry Potter.<br />58. Harry doesn't love Ginny because she smells good.<br />59. Ginny is everything that Bella is not.<br />60. Bella Lestrange could kick Bella Swans butt in a heartbeat<br />61. No one falls in love with their former crush/lover/boyfriend/girlfriends CHILD<br />62. Harry Potter is actually set in the 21st century and the women don't do everything their men ask them to.<br />63. Neither Hermione or Ginny condone suicide.<br />64. Potter fans can actually spell. <br />65. JKR doesn't need to star in the film adaptations of her books. <br />66. It took several long years of struggle for JKR to be where she is today- not three months as a housewife in comfortable suburbia.<br />67. Harry Potter fanfiction is not just smutty romances.<br />68. Look up "chagrin" after "repetition".<br />69. Be sure to also look up "plot" after "consistency".<br />70. Albus Severus is at least pronounceable. <br />71. The fans of Harry Potter do not need Anger Management.<br />72. There are actual parental figures in Harry Potter. Absentee adults with the brain mentalities of a 10 year old do not count.<br />73. To add to 2 and 60 - Lets be honest, Dobby could kick Bella's butt.<br />74. HP promotes friendship and equality while Twilight promotes changing everything about yourself to fit in<br />75. Pale and sparkly are not legitimate character flaws<br />76. DUMBLEDORE. Sorry, Carlisle, but the"I'm actually a role model"award goes to Dumbledore all the way.Some how managing to abstain from eating your patients does not make you"noble"or "wise". <br />77. There was hot debate over whether or not Snape was evil.We actually didn't know for sure. If Meyer had written him,we would have known from book one, because his eyes would have been red. <br />78. Even the most obscure Weasleys are more well-developed than the Cullens, who are supposed to be main characters. <br />79. Harry is more devoted to the parents he's never even met than Bella is to the mother and father she supposedly "loves". <br />80. Harry's name does not stand for "beautiful swan". Seriously?<br />81. The most frightening character in HP is not a little girl who can pretend to inflict pain on you. <br />82. Harry has more on his mind than getting some, which Bella and Edward can't exactly boast about. <br />83. Ginny does not give birth to a monster child who Dean Thomas falls in love with. I mean, wow.<br />84. Harry can actually walk without falling over.<br />85. Ron/Hermione is more Lizzy/Mr. Darcy than Bella/Edward will ever be.<br />86. In fact, ALOT of Harry Potter couples parallel Austen and Bronte more than any of the Twilight couples. <br />87. Vampires do not sparkle - on so many levels.<br />88. Harry Potter is an entire, believable fantasy world. Twilight is vampires and werewolves that just happen to exist.<br />89. Our Bella has more personality than theirs does.<br />90. JKR took bits of mythology and made it her own. <br />91. SM just took bits of mythology and ruined it. Sparkly vampires anyone?<br />92. Harry Potter isn't a 104 year old virgin<br />93. Bella has prophetic dreams for no apparent reason. Harry has atleast a reason<br />94. Beauty equals goodness. Almost all the beautifull people were good and all the bad people ugly. Rubbish!<br />95. Edward and all the other vampires were according to Meyer's own rules sterile and he got Bella pregnant.<br />96. The Quileutes are an actual tribe whom Meyer chose to include in her story because they 'live near Forks.' She madeup mythologyfor realpeople.<br />97. Rosalie Cullen grew up in New YorkduringtheGreatDepression.Herfather was able to give them amiddle-classlifebecausehe workedin abank. Meyer didn't realize that theentireproblemwiththeGreatDepression was that the banks failed. Getyourfactsstraight.<br />98. Bella is always a distressed damsel. The girls in Harry Potter can fend of an attack there selves<br />99. Enemies work together in the last two books. Voldemort and Harry would never work together <br />100. Atleast Harry doesn't sneak in Ginny's room to watch her sleep<br />101. And being turned into a vampirerocks,becausetheuncontrollableurgeto kill and feed on humans reallyisn't sotoughtoresist, aslong asyou're Bella. But Jasper has a hardtime.Rondoesn'twant toeat his ownparents.<br />102. Harry and Ginny don't have atleast a twisted, controlling and abusive relationship<br />103. Bella is disturbed to find out thatJacobhasimprintedonherdaughter, but managed to keep her selfcontrolaboutit.Untilshefinds out he nicknamed her "Nessie."Thensheattacks.Thereissomething real wrong with her.<br />104. Bellatrix may have been obsessed with Voldemort, but at least she wasn't incompetent and could walk without falling over <br />105. Bella may have read all of the classics, but Hermione could beat her in any test.<br />106. When people lose the love of their lives in HP, they don't instantly jump to suicide as a solution.<br />107. HP is about real love. Hot makeoutsessionswithvampiresdoesn'tcompare to a mother sacrificing her lifeforherson, oramansacrificing his life for the dead love of his lifeandherson.<br />108. Parts in HBP were intentionally funny.<br />109. The actors in the HP movies show emotion<br />110. Harry Potter had Pattinson first.<br />111. Bella is so Mary Sue, it's almost like SM did it on purpose!<br />112. Twihards can't spell ( evidently )<br />113. It took time for Ron and Hermione to fall in love. Hermione didn't take one look at Ron and form an obsession with him. <br />114. What is the point in rambling on about'Victoria' for twowholebooksthen producing a fight at the end of'eclipse' as poorandpathetic as itwas.<br />115: What was the point in giving the Volturi allthesesuperhumanpowerswhen we don't even see them being used in aproperfight, oh no,theydecide to talk it out!<br />116:'Remesmee carly cullen'? even 'Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore's laughing <br />117. Harry Potter lovers seem to be able to come up withbetterreasonsin a shorter period of time than "because it'sawesome!!!111one"orthings of that nature<br />118. Because there's more to Harry Potter than being "hot". These characters have personalities.<br />119. Harry Potter doesn't adhere to one religion, particularly the author's religion. You find elements from all sorts of faith.<br />120. There is no such thing as Potterites or Potterism. <br />121. Dumbledore is Gay ( this just feels like a great triumph forthegay community, and also a very noble thing for JK to have done/said) <br />122. HP fans can actually form a legitament arguement for why the series is better than Twilight. <br />123. With reasons that don't include mentioning how hot a character is.<br />124. HP's flawed characters actually have flaws. That are believable.<br />125. Parodies of Twilight? Better then the actual series. Parodies of Harry Potter? The books are still better.<br />126. Because everyone in HP has normal body temperature.<br /><br />**for some reason, it bunched a bunch of words together randomlyprettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-38525848299359010062009-11-03T05:26:00.000-08:002009-11-03T06:47:42.039-08:00chicken poop<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMAqkRkTqp9lrTq1ONCJdHN_YgamOsioraJUxxDpLbp4q-BjTTWu_CKNWdY0a2s5ks0QEXMNP1PcDhLsBNQdHw4p3fdaBmWSvgE6l9JlRd3Vq9cV3kqF5zeLNJgmLKenKfuDet1dW8mQ/s1600-h/2866609939_a136625bb5.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 149px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399888821666937602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMAqkRkTqp9lrTq1ONCJdHN_YgamOsioraJUxxDpLbp4q-BjTTWu_CKNWdY0a2s5ks0QEXMNP1PcDhLsBNQdHw4p3fdaBmWSvgE6l9JlRd3Vq9cV3kqF5zeLNJgmLKenKfuDet1dW8mQ/s400/2866609939_a136625bb5.jpg" /></a><br />i have been tagged, and this is incredibly fun, so here's random stuff about me i know all of you are dying to know! *waits for applause*<br /><br />*cricket cricket*<br /><br />thats achyut making noises, ignore him. *nervous laugh*<br /><br />ahem anyway moving on, here's it.<br /><br />TAG 1: Innocent or Guilty<br /><br />these are the rules of the er game but i dont think im gonna follow them.<br /><br />RULE 1- You can only say Guilty or Innocent.<br />Oh i dont think so. *evil grin*<br /><br />RULE 2- You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you and asks!<br />I doubt thats gonna happen, so Im gonna say anyway<br /><br />RULE 3- Copy and paste this into your notes , delete my answers, type in your answers and tag to your friends to answer this.<br />Or dont. I wont cry I promise.<br /><br /><br />So here goes the answers :<br /><br />Asked someone to marry you? Innocent.<br /><br />Ever kissed someone of the same sex? Guilty.<br /><br />Danced on a table in a bar? What bar? :x i aint allowed in no bars. If benches in school count, though... is another story!<br /><br />Ever told a lie? Guilty. I mean who hasnt? Dumb question !<br /><br />Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have back? Guilty.<br /><br />Kissed a picture? um what who does that? *gets thrown stones at*<br /><br />Slept in until 5 PM? Guilty.<br /><br />Fallen asleep at work/school? Guilty. I finished my sanskrit paper and slept and well... lets just say there was something bout drooling during sleep (ITS NORMAL) and re writing some pages...<br /><br />Held a snake? Damn I WISH!<br /><br />Been suspended from school? Innocent.<br /><br />Worked at a fast food restaurant? Innocent.<br /><br />Stolen from a store? Innocent.<br /><br />Been fired from a job? Well yeah I was Satan's assitant till some years back. He got insecure and fired me :( ... BAH ok Innocent<br /><br />Done something you regret? Guilty.<br /><br />Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? Guilty. Was so scared of coke after that. (hey i was a kid!)<br /><br />Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Innocent.<br /><br />Kissed in the rain? -_- Innocent.<br /><br />Sat on a roof top? Guilty.<br /><br />Kissed someone you shouldn’t? Innocent.<br /><br />Sang in the shower? Guilty. Oh my poor neighbours.<br /><br />Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Guilty. Fun times.<br /><br />Shaved your head? Innocent.<br /><br />Had a boxing membership? Innocent.<br /><br />Made a boyfriend cry? Guilty. (erm guy- friend)<br /><br />Been in a band? Innocent.<br /><br />Shot a gun? Guilty.<br /><br />Donated Blood? Do tests count? :P Gah Innocent<br /><br />Eaten alligator meat? what the - Innocent.<br /><br />Eaten cheesecake? Innocent (yeah sue me)<br /><br />Still love someone you shouldn’t? IM SO HAPPY TO ANNOUNCE!!! -INNNNOCENNNNTTTT!!!! BOO YEAHHH<br /><br />Have/had a tattoo? Guilty (Ok stick on... still a tatoo isnt it? )<br /><br />Liked someone, but will never tell who? Innocent.<br /><br />Been too honest? Guilty.<br /><br />Ruined a surprise? Guilty.<br /><br />Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you couldn’t walk afterwards? Guilty.<br /><br />Erased someone in your friends list? Guilty.<br /><br />Dressed in a woman’s clothes (if you’re a guy) or man’s clothes (if you’re a girl)? Guilty. Like everyday.<br /><br />Joined a pageant? Innocent<br /><br />Been told that you’re handsome or beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? Guilty.<br /><br />Had communication with your ex? Innocent<br /><br />Got totally drunk on the night before exam? Innocent.<br /><br />Got into such a rage that tears came out? Guilty.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />TAG 2 : How DUMB are you ?<br /><br /><br />The more [x]’ s the “dumber” you are.<br /><br /><br />[x] Gum has fallen out of your mouth when you were talking<br />[ ] Gum has fallen out of your mouth when you were NOT talking<br />[x] You have ran into a glass/screen door<br />[x] You have jumped out of a moving vehicle<br />[x] You have thought of something funny while walking by yourself<br />[x] Laughed, then watched people give you weird looks<br /><br />[ ] You have run into a tree/bush.<br />[ ] You know that it IS possible to lick your elbow<br />[x] You have tried to lick your elbow… a few times<br />[ ] You never knew that the Alphabet and Twinkle Twinkle Little star have the same rhythm.<br />[ ] You just tried to sing them.<br /><br /><br />[ ] You have tripped on your shoelace and fallen.<br />[ ] You have choked on your own spit .<br />[ ] You have seen the Matrix and still don’t get it.<br />[x] You’ve never seen the Matrix.<br />[x :( ] You type only with two fingers.<br /><br />[x] You have accidentally caught something on fire<br />[x] You tried to drink out of a straw, but it went into your nose/eyes.<br />[x] You have caught yourself drooling.<br />[ ] You have fallen asleep in class and fell outta your chair<br /><br />[ ] Sometimes you just stop thinking<br />[x] You are telling a story and forget what you were talking about<br />[ ] People often shake their heads and walk away from you<br />[ ] You are often told to use your “inside voice”.<br />[x] You use your fingers to do simple math<br /><br />[x] You have eaten a bug<br />[x] You are taking this test when you should be doing something more important<br />[ ] You have put your clothes on backwards or inside out, and didn’t realize it<br />[x] You’ve looked all over for something and realized it was in your hand<br />[ ] You have ran around naked in your house.<br /><br /><br />[ ] You repost bulletins because you are scared that what they say will happen to you if you don’t.<br />[ ] You break a lot of things.<br />[ ] Your friends know not to use big words around you.<br />[ ] You tilt your head when you’re confused<br />[x] You have fallen out of your chair before<br /><br />[x] When you’re lying in bed, you try to find pictures in the texture of the ceiling or wall<br />[x] The word “ummmmm” is used many times a day.<br /><br />(19/37)*100 = almost 50%<br />I dont think these things are dumb!<br /><br />TAG 3 : Questions<br /><br /><br />RULES: Respond and rework – answer these questions on your blog, replace one question that you dislike with a question of your own, and add one more question to the list. Then tag eight or ten other new set of people.<br /><br />1.What is your current obsession? Er nothing.<br /><br />2. What are you wearing today? School shirt, pants<br /><br />3. What’s for dinner? Caviar, come have some -_-<br /><br />4. What’s the last thing you bought? I dont know. something from school canteen..<br /><br />5. What are you listening to right now? My shiny rubber duck telling me something about a swan...<br /><br />6. What do you think about the person who tagged you? He is my evil twin.<br /><br />7. If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be ? Hawaii / the moors of england<br /><br />8. What are your must-have pieces for summer? A nice book and a tree swing.<br /><br />9. If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go? England with my friends!<br /><br />10. Which language do you want to learn? french/russian/the like<br /><br />11. What’s your favourite quote? I cant remember any... but im keeping this from the previous answer<br /><br />"Condoms aren't completely safe.. a friend of mine was wearing one and got hit by a bus"- Bob Rubin<br /><br />12. Who do you want to meet right now? Anybody who wants to meet me !<br /><br />13. What is your favourite colour? SLYTHERIN GREEN<br /><br />14. What is your favourite piece of clothing in your own closet? My faded blue Levis, i could live in it forever.<br /><br />15. What is your dream job? Tour guide!! or Traveller/editor/journalist etc.<br /><br />16. What’s your favourite magazine? I dont have one... any issue of any magazien as long as its entertaining!<br /><br />17. If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on? I dont know, thats too less for what i Cant afford...<br /><br />18. What do you consider a fashion faux pas? Emma watson!!<br /><br />19. Who according to you is the most over-rated style icon? ALL OF EM!<br /><br />20. What kind of haircut do you prefer? Something wild... people forget how good wild looks.!<br /><br />21. What are you going to do after this? Go on a ride in my Limosuine. WOO FUCKIN HOO<br /><br />22. Who is your favourite sport star? Football captain my school! :D :p<br /><br />23. What are three cosmetic/makeup/perfume products that you can't live without? ERM whatevahh<br /><br />24. What inspires you? Stuff like my favourite book Nora, Nora.!<br /><br />25. Give us three styling tips that always work for you: I need the tips myself, anyone?<br /><br />26. What do you do when you “have nothing to wear” (even though your closet’s packed)? Go out anyway.<br /><br />27. Coffee or tea? Coffee.<br /><br />28. What do you do when you are feeling low or terribly depressed? Nothing, thats how I live. You should ask what I do when Im happy, I give in to charity and distribute sweets to my evil neighbours. Bah.<br /><br />29. What is the meaning of your name? "Born of the mind"<br /><br />30. Which other blogs do you love visiting? you think im gonna spell em all out HA HA as if i have the time or energy or patience HA HA! mehhh<br /><br />31. Favorite Dessert/Sweet? CHOCOLATE TOFU, it is HEAVEN how it floats in chocolate.. GAH now im drooling.<br /><br />32. Favorite Season? spring<br /><br />33. If I come to your house now, what would u cook for me? this kid i have been saving for a special occasion<br /><br />34. What is the right way to avoid people who purposefully hurt you? O_o Arent such people supposed to be in jail?<br /><br />35. What do you love most about yourself? Amazing how i cant think of anything. I mean Im goood baby. But yeah i cant think of anything particularly likable -_-<br /><br />__________________________prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-44991265753655706752009-10-30T04:29:00.000-07:002009-10-30T05:24:36.877-07:00the past months*wipes dust off the blog* damn this thing's gotten dusty.<br /><br />so i've been off the face of my blog because frankly this thing starts to annoy you after a while/ the inspiration wasnt coming/ i had no time or stuff to write about/ my cat died/ i wonder what cat flavoured chewingum takes like..hmmm../ where was i again? oh yeahhh this blog!<br /><br />ohkay so due to not updating i have a list of updates ahead.<br /><br />first of all, i have discovered my extremely low ability to perform well when im sad. its called LOW EMOTIONAL QUOTIENT and i dont like it. i mean i know most of you will probably go "oh pssh, happens to me all the time. how can you do well if ur grandmom's neice's mother's brother's son's pet hippo had a heart attack!?"<br /><br />no my dearies, i have like REALLY low EQ. which makes it hard for me to make jokes/be witty/take part in conversation/enjoy good things in life/study/ in general, it stifles my creativeness when im sad.<br /><br />second, i was recently off to agra for a basketball tournament for 5 days with my skool frenz. okay FRIEND. the other girls were like.... HORRIBLE. seriosuly. we had to share this dorimitory (one room, 7 girls) and even though the place was wonderful to say the least, listening to their girly talks and high pitched chatter gave me headaches and serious depression. my only friend was the saving grace. and even she totally annoyed me sometimes. i mean now i understand how hard it is to actually live with people... kinda reminded me of failed marriages. i dont know why. but you live with people and you discover yourself ... and them. theres this girl i had differences with. one night we got talking and i completely admire her as the person she is now that i actually listened to her tales and views about stuff. as for my friend, negative stuff came out -_- im so glad i dont have siblings ...brrrr..<br /><br />we went to the usual tourist places in agra and the only thing i liked about taj mahal was that its friggin huge and must have taken a lot of patience to build. as for agra fort its supposed to be the jail in which shah jahan stayed but well its so damn well built it didnt look like jail to me :P though it doesnt require stone walls to create a prison for the heart .... yeah yeah touching i know.<br /><br />anyway so the more exciting thing about these monuments are the foriegners surrounding them. i made an acquiatnce with some people from germany, france, hongkong and japan who were real polite and asked me and my friends for photographs! cute little people, i tell ya.<br /><br />as for the match well we had no hopes but it was enjoyable anyway and we came 3rd off 4 teams :P<br /><br />my birthday happened to be 5 days ago. IM SEVENTEEN NOW! WOOT WOOT. ah ...well. yeah. i feel old. just 2 years till i exit teenage. anyway me and my friends dined at this great place "kocktails and kurries" ... the food was awesome and it wasnt very crowded.<br /><br />so all in all, time well spent :D<br />how's life been for you guys? leave it in the comment box!<br /><br />now reading: short stories by o henry, saki, etc etc<br />now listening to : lithium by nirvana<br />now wanting: my year back<br /><br />peace out.prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-61740743418624338092009-08-29T13:58:00.000-07:002009-08-29T14:16:01.561-07:00mojo adventures. casefile: PendriveRecovery.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0czsjvmSjM-zENL-l8_RYOyGigKLNtf0ErlNGv3vgFYrZTzCUKTENOXbQIXwf4aTibZhpvz2UsMKiXGqf1JoSMWdhVzM24USWjKtChrWaEJOIpOZLZs5-bDqETgmsf2VbV7CSxNEWdg/s1600-h/confused-monkey.jpg"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij8WZ2BlI7Are61PjoHQyx59bF-1QH8uOdB3Ykt5Kgy9HGVzJehWmHEaQESkTo6ToxdgjZq3KOnVUwReslRquzMfARDHz0JqOZpIXROYNQRu8_5sfLxUxQqUcGyBSpqmG97UvnFf0A8g/s1600-h/confused-monkey.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkxoUFYF9FoVbiMV2OxiBhssqHalVeZTUT_2Cxdu_J3RYoWdZJ1Z_VweeBwMU_jh2KlGfKU3euH-GJmSmdOCosMF586f-kbQBRw5dbOTw7MzRSzjkbnmZ3qTkjYyp00I7fLyvFZJbrFQ/s1600-h/DetectiveWannabe2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375496212686302306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkxoUFYF9FoVbiMV2OxiBhssqHalVeZTUT_2Cxdu_J3RYoWdZJ1Z_VweeBwMU_jh2KlGfKU3euH-GJmSmdOCosMF586f-kbQBRw5dbOTw7MzRSzjkbnmZ3qTkjYyp00I7fLyvFZJbrFQ/s400/DetectiveWannabe2.jpg" /></a><br />there arent many professions i fancy i can do well in, but i honestly believe i can be a pretty good detective.<br /><br />it started when i was about 8 or 9 years old. two of my friends [lets call them teapot and starfish] were small time enemies. you know, kids fight all the time. starfish had recently gotten a new bicycle, a purple colored girlish thing whom we were all in awe of since we were kids and were ignorant of the fact that stuff like hayabusa exists. anyway, it just so happened that during one of the quarreling fests, teapot stormed off to the lane where starfish's bicycle was parked. all of us remained behind, blissfully ignorant till suddenly starfish screams that she knew teapot was going to shove her bike to the ground which would cause scratches on the body of her newly acquired mode of transportation. (yes, it was a big deal, WE WERE KIDS!!!)<br /><br />we ran to her bike and there she was: standing tall as ever. (the bike not starfish). but i knew better than to believe what i saw. what if it had been shoved to cause those fateful scratches and been picked up again to hide the crime? i went to it, bent down and looked at the ground where the stand was. you know, the stand you have to push with your foot so it slides down and the bike leans on it? and there i saw it: proof that the bike had indeed fallen down. the stand, due to the weight of the bike, had caused a sort of hole in the ground (fortunately there was mud, so i could see) but instead of one hole that would mark parking cycle one time, there were two!!!! which means it had been picked up and made to stand again!!!<br /><br />i dont know whether thats awfully clever or something, but its pretty darned good for a kid in 4th grade. in any case, i think im good at putting things toegther. see whats making me write this awfully lengthy entry is the fact that a few months ago, a very precious thing of mine was lost: my 8 GB pendrive. now the fact that it had almost all of the photos that i had taken since i came to live where i am living right now (annual function, farewell practice, holi, random cute pics, etc) is not the only thing that makes it precious. the soclidng that i got from my parents... PHEW!!<br /><br />anyway, all people who know me know that i lost it for i have been whining about it ever since.<br /><br />now let me tell you exactly where and how i lost it.<br /><br />i'd lent it to a friend who thought it would be a marvellous idea to return it to me when we met in the evening for our daily rounds of playing bandminton. no, not return it, shove it in front of my nose when i was reading a slam book, just so i could know she had indeed, brought it, and then throw it carelessly in my bicycles basket ( and not tell me she had done so) as we walked together to the cycle stand place.<br /><br />anyway, i put the slam book in the basket, hoping it would be safe, and we went for playing badminton. and when we returned to my bike...<br /><br />the slam book was on the ground, in the mud, i was pretty amused by that... till i returned home and told double ess she had forgotten to give me my pendrive and she said she'd put it in my basket. THATS when i freaked out. beacuse there was no pendrive on the ground/basket.<br /><br />anyway after a lot of accusing/tears/fights i was able to forget about it. its almost been 3 months since and now: the mystery has raised its head again.<br /><br />theres this really sweet junior that i have. REALLY sweet. TOO sweet for it to be real, as i later found out.<br /><br />one day in school, 3 months after i lost my pendrive:<br /><br />him: hey, u lost ur pendrive right?<br />me: yeah, how dyu know?<br />him: *little pause* double ess told me<br />me: oh!<br />him: the pendrive had "ska" written over it, right?<br />me: YES!<br />him: hehe, i saw a black guy pick it up (note: black here means dark complexioned)<br />me: what!?<br />him: yes, he was fiddling around with it but it was too dark so i couldnt notice his face... i was far away.<br />me: oh? what else did you see? what did he do? are yu sure he picked it up?<br />him: *shifty* sorry cant tell you anything else<br />me: *suspicious look* u seem to know a lot<br />him: hehe, gotta go<br /><br />anyyyyway. so besides his shifty looks and nervous gestures, theres somethin else you should know about<br />1) double ess didnt know him. she couldnt possibly have told him bout the pen drive<br />2) he was so far away he couldnt notice the guys face, but he did read the tiny letters (ska) written on the drive?<br />3) he is NOT as sweet and innocent as it appears. i am usually pretty good at recognizin people. but MAN can he ACT! i kinda had doubts that he was the inncoent child he appeared to be when i saw him lying on the phone to his father, and drinking something that looked like cold coffee all alone in the local market, i mean ...that requires some level of ...not being slow.<br /><br />he had made the folly of telling me about one of his old enemies, though, who doesnt live here anymore but is my friends brother. so i decided to do a little investigation, contacted the enemy and found out about the sweet guys past: he has a record of stealing and in general, talking behind peoples back,etc. he stole a cd once!<br /><br />you know what im gettin at right? its mean to label someone as a thief so i wont do that. i have just told you all the ...evidences that make the needle of suspicion tilt a little towards him.<br /><br />but in any case i dont know what i can possibly do. any hints/ideas/chocolate cakes? leave them right here!prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-41097767377891895472009-08-27T10:29:00.000-07:002010-03-22T09:13:00.545-07:00you know you're in my school when:hey guys! i have seen many posts around here like '100 ways to know you're in delhi" etc, and it gave me an inspiration to do one with my school. most of it is dark and shows my displeasure at being in my school, but whatever. just read and tell me whacha think ;)<br />
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you know you're in army school, brly cantt when:<br />
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1) you compliment the kids about how you've heard army skool is the best, and instead of thanking you /smiling/saying 'aw shucks!' they start laughing their asses off or exclaim with the expression of a baniya that has been betrayed, 'so did we!'<br />
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2) you ask kids about the school's principal and instead of being told the info you have to hear the followin: various swear words delievered with tasteful vengeance, something about the school going to dogs, him sitting in his office on sundays just to escape his wife/etc. you might also hear the words: chota recharge, gattu, etc.<br />
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3) you ask them who the best teacher is, the kids look at each other and burst out laughing again.<br />
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4) you ask them where they last went for a picnic, they repeat point no 2) or beat the shit out of you for 'sprinkling salt on their wounds'<br />
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5) you have a tense word with someone over a trivial matter and are told to meet them outside school. and no, it is NOT because they want to take you out to a friendly dinner/lunch to settle the matter.<br />
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6) if you visit during IPL season, you will be approached by many a students for whats popularly called satta... there's a whole IPL going on in the school itself.!! cautionary note: if you do take part in the betting, remember only to deal with experienced/reputed sattebaazez. most of the rest refuse to pay, and if you protest point no 5) is executed.<br />
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7) there is no need for you to fake food poisioning to escape tests, eating from the school canteen will do the trick for real.<br />
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8) you reach school and find half the population absent. then you realise it must be monday, for every monday is the time for 20 mark tests.<br />
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9) you learn to ignore huge masses of crowd gathered together in the field, encircling what you know would be the section C boys beating the crap out of each other, because it happens every other day.<br />
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10) students wishing teachers as they pass by them in the corrdiors mutter a swear words under thier breath.<br />
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11) you will have a strong knowledge of the choicest swear words/female/male body anatomy within a year of joining. words are written in the most un-ignorable places.<br />
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12) you press the open button of the CPU to insert a CD and find wrappers of Kacha Aam and other toffees stuffed there out of vengeance.<br />
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13) you will heard words like 'sources', 'setting', 'jugaad', 'jhand' from even the little kids, and when you ask what they mean, you'll be smirked at and refused to be told. <br />
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14) you know who john is. LOL.<br />
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15) you often hear noises that make you wonder if a drunken donkey is loose in the school. dont worry, it is only the music teacher passing on his knowledge of the 'saat surs' to his very excited [read: bored, tortured] students, who keep muttering stuff like 'log kehte hain main sharaabi hoon!' under thier breaths.<br />
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16) none of the chemicals in the chem lab works, thyre too diluted with water by the senior kids. also, never trust that bottle on the 13th shelf that says 'alcohol'... it is actually conc sulphuric acid. [i know nothing bout this i swear :p ]<br />
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17) every year on holi, teachers conduct 'surprise' checking of the bags and sieze all colors/water balloons errc. when the students leave... they play with it.<br />
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18) you will find various photos on the school computer where the head of the principal has been cropped out and stuck in the most objectionable places.<br />
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19) chalks and window clay are VERY dangerous things and any one seen with them should be run away from. FAST.<br />
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20) last but not the least... there is no such shit as "even after all the above points, students are proud to be part of the army school"... they are NOT, and all of them want to get out fast.<br />
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DONE!<br />
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<strong>now reading</strong>: hearts in atlantis by stephen king<br />
<strong>now listening</strong>: cry me a river, lostprophets<br />
<strong>now wanting</strong>: a friend <br />
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cya.prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-66837643896105437702009-08-06T00:20:00.000-07:002010-03-22T09:13:00.675-07:00blah blah bloggingright now, i'm sitting at the last seat of our computer lab and blogging! we are supposed to be doing some C++ thing but blah! its not everyday you find the internet of your school actually WORKING!!<br />
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sir just came by and saw me interneting. he is sort of pissed, but i guess he should get used to the fact that i am no longer the goody two shoes that i was in 11th. i mean really. give me a BREAK!<br />
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he is still looking at me O_o its weird. he looks pissed. no one listens to him actually<br />
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darn, the boy adjacent to me needs him. hes coming.... aah! bless sonum she got him before.<br />
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anyway, so my friends are playing table tennis outside. if i turn around my head i can see guys playin football too!<br />
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im sort of bored right now. gah. we thought we would ask our sir for a games period but he looked so voldy like... standing there by the gate demanding to see practical copies as we entered... that we let it go.<br />
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hmm. what else? pratibha just came and sat by me.<br />
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she says hi.<br />
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hey i hear clappin outside. maybe HG died...*wishes fervently*<br />
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grrr no.. i just looked. just a stupid table tennis thing.<br />
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hmm lets see if i can excuse myself and go play one round of table tennis.. or not. first off sir is majorly pissed.<br />
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and OH! look whos playing. my very good friend-turned-ignorable person-turned-backbiter though i dont care- turned enemy. i SO do not stand any chances of gettin to even smell the bat.<br />
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not like i wanna. ew.<br />
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18 minutes still remain till schools out. DAMN then stupid 3 hour coaching of chemistry ...and i missed it last time so i ll have to copy extra 3 hours of work.<br />
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i think i ll go now..<br />
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SEEYA!<br />
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now reading: anythin for you ma'am (yeah i know, GAY! but i ve retunred all library books ...blah)<br />
now listening to: ping pong ping pong<br />
now wanting: AC... too hot in here.prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-16014041573044198612009-07-22T09:11:00.000-07:002009-07-22T09:29:57.672-07:00oh my god LOL!So I follow a lot of blogs around here and in one of them i found a review about the famous "Vernokia decides to Die" by Paulo Coelho. I have read the book on my computer ( which, btw, takes away almost ALL of the fun. I mean you cant smell the pages of ebooks or snuggle with them in your bed and it spoils your eyes to a great degree! And it has another disadvantage too - TCTS (read further to find out).). Anyway, I found ths book SO overrated! And short, and absolutely pointless!<br /><br />But apparently, as I found out while reading that blog... I HAD ONLY READ HALF THE BOOK ! LMAO! I read that review I told you about and found out that SO much more happens! The Ebook I had was only half of the whole thing and THATS why i found it so hard to believe that it was the ending ! Bwhahahaha, isnt that funny?<br /><br />Anyway, I have to find out good ebook sites !<br /><br />Spoiler alert: For those who HAVE read this book, i ended at the part where Veronika wakes up to find herself in a mental hospital. I thought THAT was meant to teach her a lesson for tryin suicide! LOL i cant stop laughing.<br /><br />Gotta go p33pz !<br /><br />P.S. My braces will be the death of me. I couldnt eat/drink ANYTHING today because of this severe cut in my tongue (which has now been taken care of) . And not eating wouldnt have bothered me so much if I was the person I was ...er....till some days ago. But I'm tryin to put on weight these days {*watches half the female population faint*} and am feeling sorry right now about my poor little stomach :(<br /><br />P.P.S SCHOOL SUCKS more than ever.<br /><br />P.P.P.S : Did you guys watch the solar eclipse ?! Oh god, i so totally wanted to but it apparently wasnt goin to be as visible where i live! Bahness!<br /><br />Anyway, cya guys :D<br /><br /><strong>Now reading</strong>: NUFFIN! =[<br /><strong>Now listening to</strong>: Washin machine 0_O<br /><strong>Now wanting</strong>: stone cold attitude towards someone.prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-15687660213832264072009-07-09T13:08:00.000-07:002009-07-09T13:18:33.201-07:00OOOOOUCHH!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyRnofv2O-QS6YfpN4WooBefZgd9iMePiMJKrSCIMT8UX0Gj9NfVOu7LXjBFxOdH_TrdpKkVMfX8yyelb3nbhw8WFWun5lDdM5jZiCbfZxcSdDkLk4UbAHqyZip85KShJ9KFKs6oWixw/s1600-h/toothache.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356557380643549474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyRnofv2O-QS6YfpN4WooBefZgd9iMePiMJKrSCIMT8UX0Gj9NfVOu7LXjBFxOdH_TrdpKkVMfX8yyelb3nbhw8WFWun5lDdM5jZiCbfZxcSdDkLk4UbAHqyZip85KShJ9KFKs6oWixw/s400/toothache.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div>my braces officially SUCK! </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>forget what i said about them being shiny and metallic and making my upper lip pout hence making it sexy!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>every new day is the birth of a new type of pain at a new type of place in my mouth. right now i am in SO much pain it's hard to believe. AHHHHHHHHHHHH. @*@(@.....</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>worst part! i was fiddling with the wire cos it sort of made the pain go away and i snapped out the square metallic thing that they stick on ur teeth surface through which the wire passes. the wire is sticking out in midair right now {midair in my mouth, yeah its confusing}.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>thats the 2nd square thingy coming off since i got them. GRRR. i hope this wont result into them being more horrible thn earlier o_O</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>whatever though....OUUUUCCCHHH!</div>prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-13895506691316802332009-07-05T13:14:00.000-07:002009-07-07T09:59:37.339-07:00random chain of random thoughts ...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOz8uuoKpMV2UAaxA3v7P1ljh8gWCWS30EefUeGG7O1zqdYkvPJf4qdv4KNbdm8rxFqr_9eSosc91nnSn7QVSJ6_GnxeL5PGTi5gnE162VKawFlK3ovC5SCJulmmBTOabAtUFmCxEN-w/s1600-h/vvvjk.png"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355081485303263746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOz8uuoKpMV2UAaxA3v7P1ljh8gWCWS30EefUeGG7O1zqdYkvPJf4qdv4KNbdm8rxFqr_9eSosc91nnSn7QVSJ6_GnxeL5PGTi5gnE162VKawFlK3ovC5SCJulmmBTOabAtUFmCxEN-w/s400/vvvjk.png" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;">I don’t know why I am the bitter person that I am. I honestly don’t want to be. I love people who are in love with life and who’re constantly upto one thing or the other. No scratch that. I am insanely jealous of those people who are like that. I mean that’s what life’s all about right? (not the jealousy, I mean being upto various activities). At least to me it is. The world is such a large place with so many great places to see, adventures to experience, feelings to…well, feel!, lessons to be learnt… how very unfortunate that most of us are stuck in pre destined forms of life created for them by their parents. No scratch “most of us”. I mean ME. </span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;">I dream of a world where every individual IS an individual in the very sense of the word. Where people live and let live. Unfortunately mine is a society where people seriously limit your freedom. My mom is the one who’s always imposing me with the idea that my image in the society is what matters the most in life. I know I must care for a reputation ( and yeah it’s not exactly like I want to be a pole dancer or anything). I just … wanna explore the world and see what those experiences make me. I wanna grow.. I’m just so terribly static right now. There are a lot of you out there who by the time they’re my age have been to a whole load of places, have met innumerable people and are just….on the go every minute. </span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;">Anyway, this started off as a post about my being a bitter person and it’s become something else. SEE, I cant even write properly. So there goes my chance at being a writer/editor/journalist. Not like I was hoping to be one anyway. I don’t think that’s what I want. I was just saying. Maybe I’m just random and cant think one thought at a time. Or maybe, as my English education right now isn’t going very well, it’s not my fault. Or maybe I’m a failure at one more thing. (writing something coherent!)</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;">Anyway, so I am completely filled with hate. Every single thing in the universe will generate a sarcastic/ “who cares about how pretty/smart/awesome you are, I have enough problems of my own” type of response. GAH. I HATE HOW I HATE SO MUCH. And I sort of know the reason. See my life hasn’t actually been as … happy as an average person’s. Or maybe I’m just a being rotten, ungrateful prat. I don’t know. </span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;">Anyway, all this. It’s making me VERY anti social. There’s just absolutely nothing called security in me . I am surprised to find myself loved and actually wanted by people… (wanted, HAHA). Ahem, anyway. </span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;">So yeah. I hate people in general. They are dumb, conceited, stereotyped, are ready to lecture you about how you should do things/ the way you should think about things (FUCK YOU SO CALLED PATRIOTS) .. (this is from a recent experience), and are ever, ever ready to trample on your self esteem and derive great pleasure from it. And then going off to hunt for some bunnies. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;">All this may make me seem like a 6 year old girl who gets bullied everyday. I don’t. I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself. But that doesn’t make them any right-er. </span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;">GRR. I was SO different from this hateful person when I was smaller. Ignorance is bliss, shall we say? I was full of life and optimistic and NEVER EVER lost hope. I miss me. I give up these days. On everything. </span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;">Anyway, it’s about 2:30 and I have got school tomorrow. Don’t even get me started on that mental place. I feel suffocated there. Fucking shallow, dumb people in front of whom I smile my fake smile and they don’t even notice it. Or maybe they do but just not care. Yeah, should be the latter.</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;">Mehh. Signing off. </span></div>prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-56072306613156566162009-07-01T09:21:00.000-07:002009-07-01T10:08:19.374-07:0015 reasons why you dont wanna be me<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizXEinJKBsJ3zi-209kT9dg2Y97M5B4AjA7V5O71OTmDTZ466VRnnV0jGrV2t1tMnZnKqqU2Bogr01eJ1qZFpnqHt2BDmV-YqXygpGM8DmyfFOBkDZ9s_4aFvV1zdQ6PJyXqy0M0Tftw/s1600-h/waitingcopydj0.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353534475189871906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizXEinJKBsJ3zi-209kT9dg2Y97M5B4AjA7V5O71OTmDTZ466VRnnV0jGrV2t1tMnZnKqqU2Bogr01eJ1qZFpnqHt2BDmV-YqXygpGM8DmyfFOBkDZ9s_4aFvV1zdQ6PJyXqy0M0Tftw/s400/waitingcopydj0.png" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>a series of unfortunate events has occured in the past 24 hours that makes me lose faith in humanity. </div><div><br />caution: this is not a very happy post. sod off if you dont like ungrateful teenagers whining.<br /><br />1. my mom just lost her job. and why's that bad for me? because first off shes always been there for me cheering me up when i lost somehting and see her upset ( about something i agree she should be upset about) is not something i like.and it's not even her fault, they only took people from their own unit + 2 ppl who were in the firm for years (experince helps) she'd only joined last year so yeah.<br /><br />and 2nd, well there's something i cant tell you. lets call it IFG. well, her losing her job resulted into IFG. and i HATE it.<br /><br />2. people are being evil. i just came to know about the ending of a fab movie i was dying to see (it's not everyday I wanna see a movie, believe me.) and when i got mad at the person they just laughed and told me about another person who dies in the movie. -_- very funny. go develop a sense of humour before you face the world.<br /><br />3. well, the sun. it was so awesoemly windy till 3:59 pm today. grey skies and a cool wind is the only weather yours truly likes, and so i was excited to actually step out of me house and go to coaching classes {3 hours of them, too. so u understand how being excited about them is a novelty}. anyway, at PRECISELY 4 o clock, the sun came out. not the dull, warmish sun that makes me think of hogwarts (go figure.) but HARSH, SIZZLING HOT sun that can make iron evaporate. even then i decided against beggin my parents not to go to coaching and went down to my garage only to find my cycle was punctured. badly.. another reason not to go. but i went up {AGAIN.} and told my dad and he decided to drop me by car. instead of letting me be.<br /><br />4. a major end-of-the-term feast was going to take place on this website of harry potter. i had contributed to the preparation by spending hours on the net making graphics, composin playlists and what not. well i thought the feast was supposed to be on 27th july. WRONG. i checked out the website on 30th june only to note i'd missed all the fun 3 days ago. *(^#&*^#&$%^&#$%^#$^%#$</div><div></div><div>5. i can only tolerate parents bickering for so long.<br /><br />6. my grandma. okie so you're gonna gasp and splutter but i do not like her invading my privacy. she intervenes in EVERYTHING.<br /><br />7. my exams are only about 15 days away. hey wait thats almost half a month but whatever. 4 chapters of organic chemistry will be the death of me.<br /><br />8. bad hair day today. coudlnt find my rubber band. took hours to tie hair into a ...whatever its called.<br /><br />9. my jaw is paining. my braces have sharp needle points that hurt me at points i didnt even know existed.<br /><br />10. my only friend in this town who helps me get through school is "sick" or so she says and therefore isnt coming to school..( it's awfuler than it sounds.) </div><div><br />11. did i actually reach the 10th point!?!?!?! reason enuff to be sad.<br /><br />12. my internet is being a bastard today. orkut/facebook wont open so i'm making this list.<br /><br />13===> is supposed to be haunted. </div><div><br />14. mom just told me to get my ass off the computer. orkut still hasnt opened.</div><div><br />15. i think i'll go now </div><div><br /><strong>now listening to:</strong> boom boom pow (i hate this song so much)<br /><strong>now reading</strong>: far from the madding crowd<br /><strong>now wanting</strong>: nirvana</div></div>prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-25341120109336662332009-06-22T08:31:00.000-07:002009-06-22T08:41:08.897-07:00and to think i'd never love kids..<div align="left">guess what people! my cousin brothers been blessed with a baby boy!<br /><br />when i first heard of the news , i wasnt nearly as excited as you'd expect me to me. "great" was what i said when told of the news, while my insides screamed "yeah, whatever!!!"<br /><br />but today my bro sent me akshaj's {yep, thats him} pics and i fell in love with the little devil at first sight. oh GAWD, he is so ADORABLE. people who know me know im not the kind to go gaga and "aww" over babies, but oh, this is so related to me ... ! and the baby is so friggin KEEYUTE. to witness something like this...ahh! this is the first time a baby's actually born in my family with me being big enough to understand. </div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC6KbJm-IP4l0ZaBCySrRtinnnPOVdyE0gQYq2lHoj7ghlxYY-Ots_BcIMqe21n4IqWA-odJXvswM7vR0vCy2QNhkGWHPIxA7fBqtDd_6EajpX7bqPSsV6q4At1VlpywTpelFWQvLJBw/s1600-h/IMG_8333.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350176369691189538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC6KbJm-IP4l0ZaBCySrRtinnnPOVdyE0gQYq2lHoj7ghlxYY-Ots_BcIMqe21n4IqWA-odJXvswM7vR0vCy2QNhkGWHPIxA7fBqtDd_6EajpX7bqPSsV6q4At1VlpywTpelFWQvLJBw/s320/IMG_8333.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="left"><br />LOVE ya akshaj! wish loads of happiness and fortune for you my baby!! ^_^ MUUAHHH.<br /><br />this is him :D<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC6KbJm-IP4l0ZaBCySrRtinnnPOVdyE0gQYq2lHoj7ghlxYY-Ots_BcIMqe21n4IqWA-odJXvswM7vR0vCy2QNhkGWHPIxA7fBqtDd_6EajpX7bqPSsV6q4At1VlpywTpelFWQvLJBw/s1600-h/IMG_8333.JPG"></a><br />i cant stop grinning</div>prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-76934086118425885072009-06-04T12:43:00.001-07:002009-06-04T12:44:57.049-07:00Hell down under.!!oh god, the media overhypes EVERYTHING. these people attackin indians are just a bunch of drunken teenagers who need attention cos they fail at life in general.<br /><br />i mean honestly, anti social elements exist EVERYHWERE. just cos these recent attacks have come under bright, harsh light doesnt necessarily mean australia as a nation is RACIST. all those people hating on australia... PLEASE GROW UP, there's racism everywhere including india where the skin whitening products are a very major industry, and brides are selected by their color and it makes me sick how there were disputes recently in the IPL cos of preferential treatment of white cheerleaders as opposed to black.<br /><br />racism does exist, and the reason behind some of these attacks maybe the same<br />but you know what you're not gonna be told about some australian guy being attacked by the same gang bcos right now all ppl are focussin on is cruel treatment of indians.<br /><br />don't lets label each other just because what some of our nations' unthinking uneducated assholes do.prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-85145916095984222642009-02-13T20:39:00.000-08:002009-02-13T20:43:12.678-08:00randomness rocks.<p>Hello peoplez. I wonder what all of you have been upto and whether any1 actually bothers to read all this stuff I post! </p><p>So, it's Valentine Day! </p><p>BLahhh. Not like it matters.</p><p>I'm bored.</p><p>I just had cheese sandwich and a totally firey hot soup that has my throat burning till now.</p><p>Loved it.</p><p>I love FRIENDS. The serial. It's like family to me. yea, talk about being obsessed.</p><p>I like Poetry too. It gives hope sometimes.</p><p>ANDDDD I'm bored. </p><p>It's valentine day.</p><p>Not like it matters. =/</p><p>See ya.</p><p> </p>prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-48482296511291874122009-02-05T23:57:00.000-08:002010-03-22T09:13:00.680-07:00I've got a reason to live; i dont wanna be in love.<div align="justify"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">Alright. I'm gonna get this out of my system. It's been too long alone with these stupid painful thoughts now.</span><br />
</div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">I've come to realize over the past few years that I'm as normal as normal can be. Nah, not normal when it comes to general behaviour in the society where normalness is DEMANDED and NECESSARY, but abso-fucking-lutely normal when it comes to silly old messed up teenage emotions. Meaning to say, while for all these years I lived in the blissful notion that I was capable of NOT falling in love with someone who wasnt the perfect one, I was wrong. OH, so wrong. As it has happened to teenagers before, and will keep happening to teenagers till civilisation lasts, except to those who are able to, I dont know, CONTROL who they like i.e. are sensible and mature as I THOUGHT i was, people will FALL in PUPPY love, it WILL hurt and spoil some percent of their everday lives, it WILL force bitter tears out of their eyes, tears of jealousy when the rascal as much as flirts with other girlz, or tears of pain that he doesnt like them back or whatever. It WILL make people day dream ALL day long about him/her and it WILL make people show up late to school. It WILL make their attention spans towards physics and chemistry half of earlier, unless it is physics of the person's body or chemistry between the two lovers.</span><br />
</div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">Damn fuckking it. I dont wanna be in love. It HURTS. </span><br />
</div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><strong>Now listening:</strong> I dont wanna be in love- Gud charlotte</span><br />
</div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><strong>Now reading:</strong> Jane Eyre- Charlotte Bronte</span><br />
</div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><strong>Now wanting:</strong> Emotional range of a teaspoon.</span><br />
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well anyway Im wearin a sari. . . its not as bad as i thot it would be !! I look pretty, if other people are to be belived. anyway i hav a lot to be thankful for since EVERYTHING was arranged at the last moment. the outfit, i mean. mom was so angry last night cuz i had no sari to wear till the veyr last mo'. Had ta borrow it from a friend. Anyway . . . i AM a very big procratsinator. might make suffer some time so i'd better watch out. . .<br />
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anyway, damn Im gonna miss teh free periods we had during this tym. . .<br />
specially when we went to the sit of the fucntion the whole day and practised ! ! not only was it fun, i could do a lot of interactions with a lot of people. . . some of which im gonna treasure till a long time into teh future !! ;)<br />
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anyhow we hav farwell soon for class 12th. letz see wot we do then.!<br />
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<strong>now listening to :</strong> teh wind howling like crazy outside<br />
<strong>now reading</strong>: memoiers of a geisha<br />
<strong>now wanting</strong>: tshirt. ;p and some sleep. im TIRED after a whole day of the fcuntion.!<br />
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see ya then.<br />
x0prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854222687847274035.post-60791263206192548672009-01-06T08:31:00.000-08:002009-01-08T05:26:05.150-08:00It's a weird world...!Guess what's the latest trick my clever parents have been upto?<br /><br />They HID my bicycle.. (a purple colored highly lady like, Ladybird which I'm not very fond of [read: hate the stinking guts of, if it has any] ). Well, I dont even know why I'd let them buy it to me. I mean I sulked at the shop and pulled such a long face it almost touched the floor! I wanted a male-ish [or at least a neutral] cycle but they dint buy it cuz it wuld "give me troubles getting off in emergenices" or in other words, hit me where it hurts.<br /><br />Anyway, so I got that cycle and we came home and from that day onwards I started riding it, wishing every day it would get damaged or whatever so I could get a new one (this tym of my choice)<br /><br />ANDDD it did get stolen a few days ago, except it DIDNT'! M y parents hid it to make me realize my mistake. Which would be: Not parking it inside the garage. There's a LOT of thefts going on here and it's absolutely stupid of me to leave it in the open. You see, i dint care if it did get stolen.!<br /><br />SO they acted like they were really angry at me and all and started scaring me about walking to tuts now that I had lost my 'treasure'...and me? You wont even believe how happy I was! I mean I was internally blessing the thief.! :P<br /><br />AND finally, seein I had no remorse whatsoever, my parents told me the truth. Bursting my bubble of happiness and hope.<br /><br />DARN IT!<br /><br />So I'm still riding the old ladybird.<br /><br />Anyway, all I wanna say is... STOP PLAYING CRUEL JOKES WITH ME! X-(<br /><br />Now listenting: TO MY NEW WALKMAN PHONE! WOOHOO!<br />Now reading: A Child Called 'It'<br />Now wanting: A little more time on here ... grr!prettynpurebloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722632617068624111noreply@blogger.com1