The gratitude list.

So today morning, I set out on a mini-mission. Just out of the blue, I thought I'll take a walk around my neighborhood and try to get an approximate idea of the number of people who are smiling/seem happy. The results were not-so-happy.

If I were to draw a pie chart, this is what it would probably look like-

Now isn't that sad? Disregarding the made-up numbers and my attempt to seem mathematical in a seemingly math-lacking blog, it can be said without doubt that the majority of the people maintain a sad/neutral expression, suggesting that the general happiness level is low. Well there is this whole debate about having a neutral expression vs. making a smile your neutral expression, but that is not something I can get into at the moment (though I do feel that's an interesting debate and will definitely bring it up sometime later). 

If you're at a place where the general happiness seems low, how do you turn that around? By being happy yourself, you can spread happiness and be the angel of the area! If you're at a place where everyone is already smiling, well that is great! Let's try to maintain that.

I believe that one of the major reasons why the general happiness level of a particular place might seem low is because people are not grateful. If you are grateful, you feel happy, and maybe start by grateful of the little things in life.

So here are some little things I am grateful for/happy about (hopefully this will inspire you to create a list of your own!) -

1) Getting a new notebook- I spent the whole of the previous semester + half of the new semester using one notebook, and now that I have finally finished inking/pencil-ling all the pages, I can finally start using a new notebook! This notebook has uncrumpled pages, an ecstatic cover devoid of inkstains, spiral binding, and just the right amount of centimeters between the lines. Not to mention the smell of fresh paper!

2) Having an already-filled water bottle in my room- How annoying it is to go all the way to the water dispenser, stand there tapping toes, ensure the bottle is filled, and walk all the way back to my chair! I don't have to do that for another 2 days now! (jk, I meant 2 hours because I'm so wonderful and ever hydrated :)

3) Over my period- Need I elaborate on this, ladies? There are so many advantages of being off the monthly strife and rising amongst the altitude of normalcy. I won't have to deal with embarrassing sounds from my digestive system and pretend to have x10 terrifying cramps to gain sympathy and loads of chocolates from people who usually don't give a crap but are generally terrified of bleeding women. Also, I can totally re-engage in shameless carnal activities and/or pretend to say so to sound cool.

4)  My phone is still functioning- Oh, where would we be without our phones? Earlier today, I thought my phone died because the screen just suddenly went blank, but now it's back and working again. So glad to continue by nightly routine of stalking lives and gaining gossip via snapchat.

5) I will get 4 hours of sleep today, instead of the usual 3- Okay, maybe I did sleep for 8 hours for the past week, and today I'll just sleep for 4 it seems, but that is totally fine! Isn't it. Human beings are capable of surviving on 4 hours of sleep. Let me be optimistic. Dark circles are a sign of hardwork and a mysterious kind of beauty, and if it wasn't till now, I can totally change convention by pulling off this look. I'm sure there are more great things about my sleep timings.

6) I got my contact lenses on today on the first try- Usually, it takes me around 20 minutes because of my below average skills of wearing cosmetic equipment. When I can see properly, I can see all the happiness, and when I can see properly in less than 20 minutes, my vision captures even more happiness! Heh.

7) I'm still healthy- At the end of the day, even if a thousand things happen, isn't it great to still be healthy and intact? Okay, I did have a packet of chips just an hour ago. And a burger two hours ago. But at least I don't have narcolepsy or some other chronic illness! Man, so many things to be grateful for.

So that is it! My short list of things I'm grateful for. There are so many other little things to put here, things that we always take for granted but do matter a heck lot! So I'd recommend that you, too compile a list of gratefulness, and doing so everyday can keep you smiling every single day. Or every alternate day at least!

I promise to post more entries soon!
With affections and formalities (just to sound a little business-like in this informal domain),

The Comeback Entry- Explanations and lies.

Dear esteemed readers,

I have shamelessly abandoned my blog for an accurate 3 months with no useful entry whatsoever and for that, I'm sorry. This entry is yet another one of my useless entries (unfortunately for you), in which I'll attempt to explain my lack of blog activity, which would mostly consist of lies.

So here is a list of the possible reasons for why I haven't been blogging. You may or may not believe them all.

• Getting used to college- I have been drowning in work. If one assignment is finished 30 seconds before the deadline, another one has to be started (and completed) within the next fifteen hours. This could of course be blamed on my slacking nature, but it also has to do with the work we have and how busy I have been.

• Writing for other purposes- It is possible that my guilt for not blogging has been lessened due to my employing of similar skills in other fields. For instance, I have been writing for my university's blog. I have been writing for professors. I have been writing for competitions, etc. So it is possible that I must have been filling this void of not blogging by replacing it with other related activities. I know, I'm a terrible person, nothing can replace you blog!

• Short term language-memory loss- Due to an unfortunate accident (I ate too much paneer one night), I may have a glitch in my neurological functions which ceased any language or etymology to be remembered and propelled out of my vocal chords. As a result, I lost my ability to write or speak. I have been in the ICU for four days now. Today I'm feeling a little better so I asked one of the doctors to become my speakwrite and type this out for me.

• Herpes diagnosis- The initial excitement of college life led me to experiment with various reckless activities. One of those activities has resulted in my diagnosis with herpes, for which I am currently undergoing treatment. The disease freaked me out and caused sores in necessary areas, and therefore I have refrained from blogging.

• Writer's block- The past few months in college has forced me to confine my writing to academic and creative essays for which I require my textbooks and various other research methodologies. As a result, I have forgotten the simple task of blogging due to its informal and personal nature, and I can't think of much to say other than about Shakespeare's plagiarism, domestic sexuality, existentialist theorists, and a million other things that I can never kick out of my brain because they have been deemed unavoidable.

• Laziness- When I do get some free time from my busy schedule, I spend it doing reckless activities (refer to Herpes diagnosis point) or catching up on sleep. Sometimes I sleep for so long that I feel tired even after waking up, thus restricting my day's activities to eating, brushing my teeth, and sleeping again. The thought of doing something this productive is just suppressed beneath all this lethargy.

• Lack of access to internet- I have been travelling a lot in honor of my new profession as a photojournalist, which occurred soon as I discovered my unwarranted talent of taking pictures and my decision to stop attending college because I am a pro at what I do. Since my new profession and lifestyle requires a lot of travelling, I have to carry extra sanitary napkins and tampons, and survive without internet. 

• Avoiding on purpose- My abandoning of the blog is part of a furtive mission that shall only be revealed the second I figure out what it is. The mission demands 3 exact months of blogging inactivity so that's why I have been trying to achieve the same.

So yes, these are some of the reasons for my blogging inactivity. This is pathetic, I know. What has life come to. Nevertheless, I just want to let you know that I have been checking out my statistics and visiting this page every now and then, and I am thoroughly impressed that I still get an insane amount of page views everyday, despite my blog being generally crappy. So thank you for sticking around, loyal readers!

As I fake-promise in pretty much every entry, I'm going to fake-promise once again that I will try to blog as regularly as possible. However, I can not predict how much time I'll get so please, please remain hopeful of a new entry in case I do become inactive once again, and believe me, my ideas are at their prime, I do have a bunch of stuff planned but I just hope I'll get time to execute them in the best way possible in order to do justice to this brilliant blogging platform and my brilliant readers.

PS- How many/which of these explanations do you believe are true? Is it fairly obvious? Comment below 'cause I want to know! 

Much gratitude (and excitement for blogging again!),

The 'Haha' controversy.

My social life has been blooming with all types of friends- old friends, new friends, reunited old friends, new friends who are actually old friends, old friends who have changed, old people, old acquaintances, new acquaintances, friends who became acquaintances, acquaintances who became friends, frenemies, partial enemies, and finally, enemies. (I just added 'enemies' for the effect. I don't have enemies though (I hope). I just know some people I'm not very fond of. Otherwise I'm so lovable :')

As you may or may not know, I'm headed off to college next month and will be spending most of my time at the hostel (I'll find time to blog tho I swear). So I've been attending open houses and campus tours and been accepting friend requests and exchanging phone numbers with quite a few people. In the meantime, I've also been keeping in touch (and by that, I mean mourning and saying goodbyes) to my current friends, whom I'll be leaving soon, but hopefully return to greet whenever fate allows us. *moment of enigma*

Nevertheless, due to this vast amount of socializing, I have been inspired to bring up this Haha Controversy, and try to understand and blog about it. 

As you can probably see, I do use a lot of 'haha' in my daily conversations, but the question in mind is- Which 'haha' is appropriate for a given time and subject of conversation? Do you 'haha' or 'hahahahahha' or 'HAH' or 'hehe'?

This issue might be considered trivial by many, but trust me. It is important. One must be equipped with a sack full of assorted chuckling expressions (ranging from HAHA to haha) to use at the correct situation and time.

1) Haha
I use this a lot. I use it in my blog entries, my comments on blog entries, my comments on other entries, whilst chatting, sometimes even in real life. But what do I really mean when I say the terse "Haha"? Now no offence to whoever I said it to, I sort of don't mean to show amusement when I say/type 'Haha'. (hehe)
It is a mere disyllable used to fill blank/awkward spaces. Basically, I say 'Haha' when I have nothing else to say, or when I'm too keyboard-lethargic to use the ':P' smiley. This word added to a conversation lets people know that they don't mean to be critical or offensive, but they don't mean to be completely amused either.

For example-
Froobleskin7- I sold a pumpkin today.
Imdakoolest- Haha, really?
Froobleskin7- Yeah.
Imdakoolest- Kool. haha


2) Hahah
This can be used for replying to something that is moderately funny. Not the ROFL kind, but, you know, the Lol kind. Perhaps a bit more. Or less. Basically, I use this when I don't want to sound too unfriendly by simply saying 'Haha', but I'm not too friendly with that person either, so I'm not going to freak that person out by saying HAHAHA. It's a laugh, a polite laugh.

For example-
LeProtégé- I was slightly amused to wake up to-dawn to find my pillow shifted to an angle of 49 degrees against my bed, instead of the usual 47.65 degrees. Golly, I thought to myself, I had been sleeping at an uneven angle for the whole night? No wonder I dreamt of your uneven beard!
beardy-beard- Hahah


3) Heheh
This is what one would call the nervous laugh. Or the evil laugh. It could be either, or maybe even both! depending on the context. It is totally possible to be nervous and evil at the same time as well. I mean, they go hand in hand.

For example-
asdhsjk- You stepped on my tuna?!?! YOU STEPPED ON MY TUNA?!?! I'm going to take you to an amusement park, strap you to bumpy turtle ride, and make you sit there until your bowels melt and your genitals get massacred.
flowerpony11- I'm sorry! Heheh


4) HAHAHAHAHA(hahahaha(...))
Ahh, finally, an actual laugh! I think we all know what this means. A laugh for something that is actually funny, and you can't stop laughing! This kind of laughter could be both mocking (mostly mocking), or genuine amusement. I mostly share this type of laughter with my closest friends, because I know that they wouldn't get very offended if I mock them. Lolz.

For example-
Ya@a@a@- hi
Lou- HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

(Sorry, I couldn't think of anything funnier) (hi can be such a funny word sometimes) (I know it can)


5) Ahahahahaha
I actually can't discern why exactly people use this kind of laughter. I don't like this laugh actually. It's supposed to be "Hahahaha" with an H, not Ahahahaha! For me, this type of laughter sounds.. a little intellectual for some reason. Don't you think Ahahaha sounds a bit more polite than Hahaha? Ahahaha has a refreshing, non-judgy feel to it for some reason :s

For example-
UglayaRkkk25- Then they smiled and said, "why aren't you at Block D? That's where the interview is!"
Butterfly123- Oh! Ahahahaha!

Other miscellaneous categories of expressive amusements include (but are not limited to)- Huehuehuehuehehhe, Hahahahaha, Hohoho, Hahhhha, Ha!, Lolz, Lolzie, Lolllll, Lololol, ROFL, ROFLLLLLL, Lawl, ROFLMAO, LMAO, etc.

Also. There is one more Haha-
6) Hahhhahaha- This is merely a Hahahaha misspelled. I like this because the misspelling could indicate that the person on the other side was genuinely laughing, hence lost concentration, and made that slight, yet disarming mistake. Or maybe that person simply didn't care about typing properly. Either ways, I like the tiny flaw here for some reason.

There's no example for this one, because well, it's pretty much similar to Hahah or HAHAHA :P

So anyhoo, thank you for reading my entry! You may already know these things, because obviously, everyone uses 'Haha' in all their conversations. But, you know, this is just a little something based on my observation. As for now, I am going to delve deep into the mess of packing and shopping and packing commodities for my stay at the hostel. Bleh. I hate packing.

Much amusement,

A packet of chips.

I bought a packet of Lays chips yesterday because I was travelling and needed a quick snack. .

So there I was, walking to the vendor, a bulgy-eyed man who protected himself from the junk food he sold by secretly eating some, and sweating out the rest of the oil. I approached him as he was mid-drinking a pail of Dihydrogen Monoxide, cleared my throat so he'd acknowledge my presence, and looked around for something edible. Now, this was a railway station in a small town, so there wasn't much of the variety found in your regular gourmet menu. So I grabbed a packet of yellow Lays Chips (even if my favorite flavor is the blue one- India's Magic Masala), paid my 20 rupees and headed to the train. 

As the train snored on lazily in the afternoon sun, I decided to wait for sometime then open my packet of chips. By then I was starving, and the kind guy next to me did not offer me any of his aloo poori. SO I opened the packet and dumped my hand in, without further ado. The hand came out covered in salt and nitrogen, and not to mention, disappointment. 

Expectation                                                                         Reality

You know the whole behind of any packaged item that has a bunch of stuff written that no one really bothers to read? I think there's something like "send your concerns/comments at ___________". I mean, there should be. If I would've had the presence of mind to preserve the packet after filling 3% of my intestine with its sparse contents, instead of throwing the packet away, I would have been facing a Lays producer right now.

Why? Because I'm pissed!

Most packaged items (in India at least) are duping the various consumers by giving them less than half of what they paid for! I'm sure even the cows in India are suffering from this frugality. It won't be long before these retailers will begin charging them for grass! Lays, for example-

A five rupee packet of Lays chips has 4 chips inside.

A ten rupees packet of Lays chips has 8 chips inside.

And a twenty rupees packet of Lays chips has around 14 inside.

I know because I actually counted. Well once. But I did count. It was like last year, but still. This counts.

Soooo Lays India, please do something. Because:

1) I've always had Lays. Kurkure is too heavy, Uncle Chips is too texture-y, Pringles come in annoying cans, and other brands are not that amazing, that's why I can't think of them.

2) Lays is advertised by Saif Ali Khan. He's hot and makes me want to consume Lays.

3) It's available everywhere. Even in random street shops in the middle of Phoosvarbaad (is there a place like that? I just made it up..) where people have to make holes on dams to drink some water, you'll find Lays.

4) I love Magic Masala. And no other brand can copy the same taste successfully.

5) You have come up with these new "share packs" but I can't share the chips with anyone anymore because it has barely anything for one person.

6) People eat more these days.

7) Even if I did mention that I find Lays superior than other brands, don't forget that these brands are your competition (esp Uncle Chips, I have a feeling), so yeah. I might just switch to them. 

8) Okay if you're thinking about things like "we are contributing to decreasing obesity!" or "people are more health conscious these days", you're probably right. But no, not really. Like, I'm sure people would still love to eat a packetful of Lays chips during an intense workout. So go die. 

9) In answer to the previous statement- you already are trying to help people with Baked Lays (it tastes horrible, imo btw sry). So yeah, stop worrying about aiding to cure obesity. 

10) We are PAYING. You Lays people are already quite rich. I'm sure putting a few extra chips in a pack won't give you tremendous losses, unless your 'losses' are happy customers.

I'm raising my voice to end this frugality.... this food corruption! In the spirit of India being controlled by a brand new Prime Minister and all, I post this entry! (moment of patriotism). Okay that was a bit too much.

Anyhoo, Lays please change your game. Not that you'd read this entry, but you know, someone might be kind enough to ease this annoyance of mine (and many).

Notes: 

PS- I know this whole entry is primarily about Lays, but I'm not solely targeting the company. I have said some virtues about Lays too, and I think Lays is pretty awesome, other than this small shortcoming. 

This blog is for entertainment and communication purposes. No feelings were intended to be hurt.

This entry is based on my personal opinion. You may love Lays and devour it without any complaint, and that is wonderful! so don't feel the need to agree with me- that is solely up to you.

Also, kudos to Kurkure. All these years and never ever has Kurkure been disappointing in terms of quantity and I truly appreciate it.

Even if I have mentioned other brands, please note that nothing insensitive was intended. All junk food brands are wonderful. All food is wonderful. 

No discrimination was intended against cows because well, I know that I mention cows repeatedly. 

^Probably the longest acknowledgement I have ever included. 

Much gluttony & health,

Songbird's freedom song.

Aaahh. Where have my blogging skills gone?!

I haven't blogged in ages. And even if I may have, it feels like it's been ages. But I think I can make up for all this now. I would like to let you know that Songbird, the brain behind this blog, is officially out of the cage of school now! *applause* *cheer*

That's right, I have completed twelfth grade and unless I fail all my exams, I would like to think that I have left school behind- the cramming, the drama, the immature hypocrites, the bullies, the vulnerable, the infatuations, the insipid school food- it's all in the process of being buried in a little crater guarded by (lenient) hyenas. In the meantime, I plan to carry the good things- the lessons, the pleasant memories, the fun stories, worthy friends- with me and keep them in my preconscious as I'd step into the world of college pretty soon.

But before I do, I now have this loooong vacation in front of me. College won't start till about 3-4 months, which means I have extra time to blog, chill out, sleep, and feel unproductive. During exams, I had brilliantly planned out my holidays but now that they're finally here, I feel soooooo lazy and just sit and hit refresh on facebook every two seconds. I've been sitting lazily on my couch with my phone and I'm pretty sure my butt can never part with the furniture anymore. I'm too lazy to meet my friends, I'm too lazy to travel, in fact, I'm too lazy to use the bathroom, but hey, here I am, typing this entry in semi-doze trying to overcome this laziness. I'm going to try and stop whining now and uh. be productive.

I feel a little better to say that yes, my holidays haven't been a complete waste, for I managed to travel to this place called Jaipur with my friends a few days ago and it was wonderful. It was a roadtrip so we got a chance to explore fields, abandoned restaurants, obnoxious buildings, and the countryside on the way. Once we reached Jaipur, tired, exhausted, yet lively, we realized that we had been beautifully duped as the hotel room looked completely different from the picture they had posted in the website. But anyway, the room was habitable, and besides, we were only using it to sleep at night because the whole day we'd be out. So my friends and I, after a pleasant exchange of verbal criticisms with the receptionist about the room (I think he hates us now), left the hotel and embarked on a journey of Jaipur- the 'Pink' city (misleading, because the buildings are actually orange). We bought jewelry, rode camels and elephants, (elephants are the most beautiful, majestic and sorrowful creatures, I realized), tasted Rajasthani food (TOO SPICY), interacted with the locals and took pictures with them, saw freakshows, explored Rajasthani nightlife, went for fancy wine-and-dine, visited palaces, and bought more clothes. Moreover, I got the opportunity to try pottery for the first time, wear one of those colorful turbans, pretend to be a shopkeeper of a soda shop, and wear mehendi after years. To sum it all, it was the best trip I ever had, with the best people ever. 

Anyway, other than that, I'd like to say a couple of things I'd like to direct your attention towards-

1) I just effing realized that all my blog pictures have disappeared. Yes it's true, I haven't been blogging with many of my paint(pain)-made pictures lately, but if you look at my older entries, you'll see that most of my pictures are GONE. GONE GONE. LIKE MAUD GONNE. If you're wondering how I feel about this, all you have to do is look down at the toilet the next time you go to take a dump. I had worked so hard, and it brings tears to my eyes as I think of all that effort I had put.... in some, if not most of those... recognizable, if not ugly drawings. I hadn't taken a good look at my blog since the beginning of exams, but when I looked at my blog like. yesterday, I realized that I had mistakenly deleted this album on my google account.... ANYWAY. Those pictures are now gone :( 

2) But don't worry, because I'll make better pictures now. I'm not a giver-uper in case you haven't noticed. Hopefully, I can retrieve some pictures from my laptop if they have been saved, so you can see some pictures restored. But again, I can't guarantee that. In the meantime, I will attempt to make better drawings in my future entries so.... things aren't that bad! :)

3) I had promised something earlier. In case you're wondering, take a look at this entry. I had alleged that I will upload an entry that would highlight all the things that I have learned in school other than academics (but did I really learn academics? hmm, that's a thought). Also, I had said, and I quote, I would post that entry in "near end-January/mid-Feb". So there, it shows again how terrible a person I am, because it's like, almost April now. I do, I really do feel like crap. 

4) But there will be more blog entries. Because of my love for blogging and my love for anyone who reads this blog and my love for all those who have subscribed, I am going to finish the school lessons blog asap (it's almost done actually, I just have to fair it up), PLUS, I plan to post this whole bunch of entries I have been planning to write and post for a long time. But let me just say that it is probable that my next few blog posts might just be about school and things related, because I have, in fact, finished school just now. So I do plan to share some inspiration that I have pocketed from my school journey and share it with you, again, asap. 

5) Posting entries about school will hopefully not limit my audience? I just want to remind you that as an impartial blogger, my ultimate goal is to make my blog accessible to everyone, of every age, race, and personality. If you're, say, 50, I don't want you to shake your head and be like "mm mm, she's blogging about school, psh I can't read all that". I mean, I'm sure we have all been through school at one point, so you can just see if you can relate to any of the things I mention. And if you have never been to school, or are about to enter high school, these posts might give a little something to see what to expect, and possible guidelines on how you can survive school. If you're a literate alien, well, you can learn about human life? If you're a worm... okay I'll stop.

6) I'm getting lazier and lazier. But my holidays have merely begun. If you feel that I'm getting too lazy, you can just give me a wake-up call through Talk to Me on the left, which I would so very appreciate. Because I really need more wake-up calls these days. Ugh.

7) Also, fellow bloggers whom I've been politely ignoring- I'm not a bad person, really. But I haven't read a single post from other blogs or left a comment in a loooong time. Again, I do feel crappy, but hopefully I'll make up for it asap. I do feel very thankful that you all read my entries from time to time, and I wish to return this love just the same. So yes, I'll be creeping in on you again, asap, but if there is any specific entry you'd like to direct my attention toward, don't hesitate to let me know!

So yes, this was a list of my present grievances and my attempt to make amends for my clumsy blogging. I feel good now, like my butt is not cemented to the couch anymore and that I'm actually doing something. Also, I'm SO BORED. There are no travelling plans till like mid-April, so please feel free to uh, chat with me, leave a comment, talk to me, request blog entries, anything. Also, I've been reading Five Point Someone lately, or rather, trying to, so my brain gets some workout, plus also to uh, sort of prepare me for college. Not that I'm a slacker or anything, but just to put me in the college mood.

So yes, hopefully I'll post something better than this 'entry' asap. Till then,

PS- I have just realized that the title of my blog has nothing to do with the content. But hey, the freedom part is true! And the chorus of the 'song' could be "I'm getting lazier and lazier", if you're really desperate. I think I'll not change the title, your challenge is to figure out how it relates to the content. Yes! Now you have a task. When you find out, let me know too, because I have no idea.... o god

Just a little update.

Guys, thought I'd take a few seconds out from my rigorous studying, and by that I mean procrastinating, and by that I mean staring at the wall for the past 30 minutes.

a) I have been working real hard on a mega super awesome entry which I will be posting shortly after my graduation, which is in Jan. It is going to be titled - Things school taught me. I have been making a list and updating it every now and then, every time I learn something new. You would be surprised at the length of this list... and how academics is barely involved in the things I learned. So yes, please keep reading my blog whenever you can, esp near end-January/mid-Feb when this entry will be posted. 

b) I deactivated Facebook. This is for my friends who are suddenly wondering where I have disappeared. I still have my phone intact, so you can call/text whenever you want and I will try to reply asap. Or you can email me or comment on my entries, or Talk to me (left).

c) Ever since yesterday (Diwali) I have been ogling pictures of sky lanterns. I saw a few floating around yesterday and they were BEAUTIFUL! I'm just sorrowed that I didn't have the brains to get one myself and make a wish. 

Honestly, I have never been so smitten by anything in my life.

d) The weather makes me sad. I have been blasting on loud pop music to cheer me up. I think I got the winter blues :( But the music makes me happy :)

e) Love you all. 

Protect cows from firecrackers.

Lately, I have been wondering of the fate of the movie industry had I entered as Bella and starred in Twilight...
Robert Pattinson would not have the privilege of co-starring with me. In fact, a mosquito would deservedly replace him.

Okay, so maybe this love saga will be a little different, because the mosquito would be female, not have even 1/1000000th the looks of Pattinson, and make me itch with pleasure. So much pleasure, that I would go Diwali shopping to buy a backscratcher, instead of a new anarkali. (The backscratcher was on sale- 15 % off!!!!!!)  

That said, I must say I CAN'T WAIT FOR DIWALI! No, I'm not talking about the firecrackers. Or the ladoos. Or the sweet aunties who bring you little presents that you are forced to acknowledge. Or the smell of incense from all the prayers. Or the dressing up and posing for your peeps' instagrams. Or well, anything. 

I am actually looking forward to the abolishment of mosquitoes. 

I mean, it's not like I'm always a boring person who sits at home and laments about the sound of firecrackers bombarding my eardrums or the smoky air suffocating living and nonliving things. But unfortunately, I think the burden of experience has made me so. I just... I don't know, I don't find Diwali that amusing anymore. Ever since I had been little, I had held firecrackers in my hands and leapt with joy when they would burst before my eyes. I had gawked at the pretty lights covering my neighborhood balconies and loved the whole festivity that Diwali brings. But now, I'm not that amused. For me, the only part that I like about Diwali is, well of course, the mosquitoes that die because of the firecrackers, and also that Diwali serves as an excuse for me to call up people who I haven't spoken to in a while. 

Now, I know the kind of conversation you are expecting.

"Hey! Happy Diwali!!!"

"OMGG HIII OMGGG WE HAVEN'T SPOKEN IN SO LONG WHERE ARE YOU???"

"HAHAHA OMG I KNOW RIGHT?! I AM IN DELHI WHERE ARE YOU???"

"I AM IN BHUTAN OMG THIS IS CRAZY"

"I KNOW LIKE YOU ARE TALKING ALL THE WAY FROM BHUTAN AND I'M LIKE IN DELHI. YOU NEED TO COME BACK BRO"

"I WANNAA! DO YOU STILL WEAR BRACES??"

"NO. DO YOU STILL HAVE A UNIBROW?"

"NOPE! OMGG YOU MUST BE LIKE SO HOT RIGHT NOW"

"I KNOW RIGHT I AM HOT YOU MUST BE CRAZY HOT TOO MAN!"

"COME HOME DUDE LET'S HANG OUT I HAVE SO MUCH TO TELL YOU!!!"

"OKAY I'LL COME!! CAN I BRING YOU SOMETHING? GREEN PEAS?"
"OMGGG I LOVE GREEN PEAS!"
"SRSLY?!? ME TOO!!!!"

"SRSLY?!?! WE ARE TWINS WHO GOT SEPARATED AT BIRTH!"

"AAAH CAN'T WAIT TO MEET YOU AND SHARE DNA!"

But unfortunately, it doesn't always work that way.

"Hey! Happy Diwali!!!"

"Um, thanks. Who is this btw?"

"Oh. My bad. It's me, Songbird!!"

"Son-ohhh yes! Songbird, of course! Hi! :)"

"Hi! How is your Diwali going?"

"It's nice!"

"It's nice? That's great!"

"Yeah!"

"Heh."

"Hm."

"Ha."

*awkward pause that lasts 3 seconds but feels like eternity*

"Hmm, well I have to go now. I am late for my cloth-wringing class."

"Hmm, even I'm late for my cloth-wringing class. I should also go."

"Okay bye!"

"Bye -.-"

You know what they say... Feeling someone's absence makes you fonder, or something. Well, sometimes, it just makes conversations awkward. I mean, honestly, I used to have loads of 'best friends' when I was younger, but eventually, I lost contact with most of them. Some of my friends grew up to become cow worshipers, others became cow eaters; some of them milk cows, whilst others use them as means of transport. (I visited a hilly town last week and there were cows everywhere there, so.. sorrzies xo) And when you are expected to speak to these people after years, things are bound to get awkward. Especially if you don't regularly speak to them and have absolutely no clue about who they are, or what they are like, or if they even remember you.  

Oh well. At least some of my friends are still the same. At least some of me is still the same. 

Unfortunately, the mosquitoes won't change. But they will be gone, at least for a few months! :D 

(Hope you found the 2 twilight and 1 mosquito references)

Oh, and by the way, you should protect cows from firecrackers. They really freak out when you go near them with a phooljhadi. Actually, not just cows. Even dogs freak out. But I knew this one dog who actually enjoyed firecrackers. His name was Rocky, and he belonged to my friend's uncle. But still, not all cows or dogs are the same and must be protected. 

Great, I'll stop now.  

Happy Diwali (it's on the 3rd)! 

Bloggiversary.

Did anyone notice I changed the background? It's a picture of a stick figure clicking a picture of a snail against a warm color scheme. The colors just bring me closer to summer, which has been slowly slipping away in these cold days. That's why I thought of the background as decent. But do you have another background in mind? Talk to me, on the left.

Today is such a tragic day. I'm always so indifferent while climbing stairs. I mean, what can be exciting about stairs, they are just. stairs. Escalators are still a little exciting, but no one notices stairs, okay? Unless it's the stairway to heaven. But even in that case, you're trying to get to heaven, and the stairs are just sort of like little obstacles that you have to cross. And waise bhi, when was the last time you counted the number of steps you took to reach the top of a flight of stairs, or noticed the floral/dotted designs on it? Maybe my ignorance is why, today I just simply got so lost in the mundane-ness of stairs that I overlooked the last three steps, fell down, and twisted my ankle.

Lovely. Now I can't dance for the Bloggiversary.

Aaah, why am I so irresponsible and posting this entry 9 days late? What was I doing 9 days ago? I have been so dazed and loaded with assignments that this Bloggiversary thing just totally slipped my mind! In fact, I haven't been blogging for a while. But you can't really blame me. I'm in the !2th gr@de, and snatching 4-hour sleeps, and spending the rest of the day in Hell-Utopia, while trying not to drown in caffeine. Ugh, I feel so unhealthy.

Anyhoo, I will try not to get my pre-college woes into today's blog entry. Because today - 9 days was/is a special day. I'm at this very special place today- I'm in the midpoint. This is the point where I look back, look at the present, and look into the future and make inaccurate predictions about what is to happen to this blog.

LE PAST
After mini-decades of fulfilling my writing urges on pieces of scratch paper and incomplete word documents, I decided that it is time that I share my writing to the world, and maybe gain some recognition. My first brilliant idea was to create a novel, but I found it too formal and unworthy of someone so lazy as me, so I came up with another brilliant idea, which stayed in my head like a tiny centipede for days, before it began to tickle.
Me: Yo, I wanna make a blog!
Yo: No you can't, you suck.
Me: No! I think I can do this!
Yo: You will make a blog, be thrilled for a few days, then ship it off to Manila as you wipe the spiderwebs off your fingers.
Me: You're such a pessimist.... you just wait and watch, yo. I'm gonna make me a blog!

So one fine day, on the October of 2012, I sat down and made this blog. I didn't really have to brainstorm much, having pre-brainstormed the night before, and pre-pre-brainstormed the week before, but I did have to spend some sweat on figuring out a decent layout, background, etc. Eventually, when I was satisfied, I quickly typed a blog entry, made a horrible little drawing on Paint, and published it. Shared it on a few social networking sites, then waited.

PRE-SAAANT
I must say, the present is so pleasant! When I look back at Le Past, I don't see much difference in my writing style (do you?), but I think my drawing skills have improved a bit, heh. I started off with 0 views, and 2 followers- 2, because I blackmailed and bribed a couple of my friends into making Google accounts and following my blog, to which only 2 people actually listened. However, today, I have 3188 views, an awesomesaucerful of awesome people following my blog, a beautiful amount of emails and prompts to encourage me to continue writing, and this overwhelming sense of accomplishment. I mean, hey, Neil Armstrong may have walked the moon and accomplished something awesome. But I think I rocked the Earth (or at least, the virtual Earth/internet), and feel a great sense of accomplishment.

Honestly, I am just SO HAPPY! I think I'm gonna start crying... never did I think that people would actually read/ follow my blog on a regular basis! I want to acknowledge my readers from all over the world who read my blog, seriously guys, you keep me going. When I see people from all sorts of nationalities gaining access to my blogs somehow, I just feel so accomplished and so happy! Thank you all SO SO SO much, for making this blogging experience for me a truly incredible experience, and I can assure you, I won't be shipping this beloved blog of mine to Manila any time soon. :*

LE FUTURE
You know how people have different theories for the Earth's future? Some go way ahead and predict an assortment of apocalypses to freak everyone out, whilst others rewind a little, and focus on this sort of world with flying cars and unicorn-bellhops. Now, I am most certainly not denying the possibility of an apocalypse for this blog, neither am I denying the possibility of a wondrous makeover and advancement, so that if I get rich by any chance, I could make this blog an official website and use all sorts of gadgets to make this blog like really really cool.

I can't predict the future accurately, but I do know one thing. Some people love grinding teeth, and others love yodeling, and the skies may fall down and butterflies may turn back to catterpillars, but I will keep writing, and love writing, because writing is like the masala to my curry, or the lice found in a hobo's unkempt hair. Those are two very strange and irrelevant analogies, but seriously people, I love writing, and this is totally something I wanna keep doing for as long as I physically can. So yes, Le Future for Fancy Awakenings seems rather fancy.


Well, I think I was gracious enough for this little blogpost. And well, if you read all this, thank you so very much. I most certainly can not continue blogging without your support, beloved reader! So please keep visiting my blog whenever you can, and I promise I'll work hard and show absolute gratitude towards my readers, however I can.

Wooot! Blog baby, you're a year old now!

 

Love always,

As we near the conclusion.

A few minutes ago, for some unfathomable reason, I was suddenly struck by the fact that this is it. This is the beginning of the end- the last year of highschool.

And as I sit in my room, avoiding all my homework like evading tax, I think of where I'll end up; next year and beyond. There are times when I feel as if I will never have enough time. Sometimes, during a random happy moment at school, I look around myself, wherever I am, and wonder, where will I be at the same time next year? Will the same people surround me? Will I be the same? Will my life be better or worse? And as I wonder, it strikes me. I only have one year left of school. School; the place where I spend 7 hours 5 times a week and face drama. School, no matter how many times I've shifted, no matter how many times I have claimed to hate, has been so powerfully blended with my life for the past 14 years, that I simply can't imagine life without school. I just can't.

So the day when I will conclude my last essay, wear my uncomfortable uniform for the last time, and take a one last glimpse at the building I have made my partial home/day shelter, I don't want to feel regret. At the night of graduation, I don't want to be sitting in a corner, moping about not having enjoyed school to my fullest, not having utilized time properly, regretting, lamenting, pacing around the past, all the people I couldn't get to know, all the studying that I didn't do, all the grudges I didn't let go of, all the occasions of avoidable embarrassment, feeling unfulfilled and dissatisfied, and lonely, clad in my graduation gown. That's my biggest fear, I have realized. Now, I don't know if this fear is what will push me to make the best out of my school life, or my own road to disaster. If I start my amend-making straight away, I'll still run out of time. It is at the last minute, nearing the conclusion, when you figure out that there is simply no time! There is so much I want to do... I don't know if I'm really ready to let go of school, to let go of everything that comes with school.

I guess today is the day when I'll finally start attempting to make the best use of time.

The old Streams war.

Approximately 18 hours ago, I had a rather pleasing, 3 hours lasting informal debate with my friend on humanities stream vs. science stream. In India, it's like war. 1st-10th grade you fly around on a carpet and drink holy water, and in 11th (but mostly 12th) grade, your carpet tears apart, you fall from the sky, and the holy (now not-so-holy) water rains over you. Yeah, maybe it won't not rain hard on some people. But the ones worst struck (with lightning?) are people like me, who abruptly decide to change schools, change boards, change subjects, and then realize they have practically NOTHING to write in the college essay.

So then you sit and make amends.

Considering the amount of work I'm loaded with, it's a MIRACLE that I can still take time out for blog posts. Miracle why? (b)cos :- (notice the mathematical reference?)

1) PROJECTS
bam
2) EVEN MORE PROJECTS
bam
3) WEEKLY TESTS
bam
4) EXAMS
bam
5) ONLINE WRITERS COURSE THING
bam
6) SAT- long registration process + stu-dying
bam
7) USUAL HOMEWORK
bam
8) EXTRA CLASS/TUITION
bam
9) INTERNSHIPS- registration & searching(?)
bam
10) EXTRA CURRICULARS
bam
11) ETC. BECAUSE THERE IS ALWAYS MORE.

So, why am I so pissed, you ask? If I haven't made it obvious with that fugly list above, I proudly declare myself a fail writer. I'll put a barf bag over my head and parade with it for the rest of my life, thank you very much.

I am pissed because I missed my bus today and haven't had breakfast even if it's been like 4 hours and I'm sitting in my cramped room with open pages all around me and at least 7 tabs open on 3 windows in my laptop and a trashcan filled with empty refills because I used up all my pens. *breathes* And how did I possibly miss my bus, you ask? Because I'm so terribly sleep deprived because of this work and I actually dream about paper-monsters even while sleeping. So obv, I woke up late. See? There is always a reason.

And if you are a damned sciencee, shaking your head like a piranha on drugs, I'd advice you to wear a helmet before I shove an actual piranha down your throat.

..which brings me to my topic for today..

SCIENCE AND HUMANITIES (AND ALSO COMMERCE) ARE DIFFERENT THINGS.

When you step into the world of juniors and seniors wearing brand new Prada heels, you realize it's too hard to walk on them and trip off your high horse on the first day. I know I use too many metaphors, but I'm sure you can understand. But 11th grade is still fine. After a while, you get used to all those Humanities vs. Science jokes (Humanities is the manual labor of 11th grade), and Commerce just sits there in the good ol' neutrality. But when 12th grade arrives, you get a taste of reality. Unless you're charming and organized and actually have a planned path ahead, you become an average. And trust me, when you want a scholarship, you can't be an average. So you put aside your science/humies woes and start doing stuff.

But JUST when you thought you're psychologically recovering, you are forced to attend a family social gathering where you meet well-dressed adults clinking wine glasses and scrutinizing the nerves of your brain. And they always approach you with the same questions, and before you know it, you realize it's too late to run away, and embrace a conversation that defines 'awkwardness'.

"So, beta, which stream have you taken? Science, right?"
"Um, no, uncle, I have taken Humanities actually.."

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"Oh." (Snape style) "But.. I mean... are you sure? Did you make your decision wisely?"
"Yes."
"Well.. okay.. But are you sure about your career? What you're going to pursue?"
"Yes, I'm gonna do journalism."
"Well, okay then. Please excuse me. I have to go milk my anaconda"

Now, I'm not saying that all adults are like this. This one uncle unexpectedly turned round the conversation and praised me for taking humanities. There are many people who understand that SCIENCE AND HUMANITIES ARE TWO DIFFERENT THINGS so why should you even compare in the first place?

So this anger is not directed towards everyone, mind you. It is for those who have had experiences like me and we can sympathize together and fight this out. Yeah, it's funny to joke once in a while ("YOU TOOK HUMANITIES, SO DON'T TELL ME ABOUT WORKLOAD!!!"), but it should all be in good spirit.

It is true that as youngsters, 80% of us had difficulty in math and only 20% had difficulties in English. In fact, we chilled the day before an English paper, and started cramming 2 weeks before a Math paper. So obviously because of the amount of memorizing formulas and applying calculations, math and science subjects were considered tougher. I remember in 10th grade how I HATED chemistry, but loved English. A friend of mine who also hated chemistry, pursued Science for the sake of status. When you're a science student, you're a *Science Student!!! :O* but when you're a humanities student, you're well, expected to clean dirt from fossils?

So here is a list educating you on what humanities is actually about. I'm not here to promote inferiority or tell you which stream is the best, but I'm just gonna shower some facts on you, which would guide your opinions and erase any stereotypes.

1) There are no fixed answers in Humanities. When you place a science/math marking scheme on your left and a humanities marking scheme on your right, you notice something. In science, each answer is numbered and there is one specific answer or keyword that you look for. However, in Humanities, there might be a line that says "Should be relevant to the topic". Maybe a few key words, or a sample answer max. There is no fixed answer. You have to think for yourself.

..which brings me to the next point..
2) You can't cram everything. Sure, there are some things that you must memorize, like the characteristics of a Social Institution. But 80% of it is your own reflective thing and analysis. You have to put a lot of thought and do a lot of reflective thinking, and let your creative ideas spill out.

3) There is a LOT to read. You have to have a good vocabulary and a sense of understanding to take Humanities. If you can't read, don't take it. Initially, I never imagined that the books will be so freakin verbose, but then you start reading, and sometimes I'd actually resort to my SAT math in the middle of studying Lionel Robbins, to calm my mind down a little.

4) Humanities (as the name suggests) is about people, and the world, as you know it, is inhabited by people. It goes a long way to be able to understand and analyze people and ideas. It really requires high levels of thinking and forming your own opinions. You have to think deeply about the world around you, about the minds of the people, and the way things are. You have to notice them and form an opinion and have the ability to put it in words. You have to gather information through surveys and observation. And there is no fixed formula, or method, for doing it. You don't get any guidance or DIY manual, you have to figure out yourself what you're gonna do, and how you're gonna do it.

5) Now you may ask "What's the point of thinking so much? How does it help anyway?". When I would get annoyed by analyzing every single prick and piece of a Wordsworth poem, I think to myself if analyzing all these words are even worth anything! But it is. It develops you as a person, as a human being, and as a part of the human race. It helps you understand people, how the thought back then, and how they think now. And practical uses of it, you ask? Advertisement. Businesses need to read the minds of consumers. People read books for fun. People are biased and want opinions. People are curious. When you go to school, don't you gossip more than discussing what the school floor is made of? I'm not nearly comparing an iota of school drama to the big bad world, but let's not forget that studying things about the past help us make inferences and developments for the future.

6) And come on people, have enough brains to realize that humanities is science in a way, it is a social science and involves the scientific method! (Um, hellow, what are mass surveys and aptitude tests supposed to be?) Don't go around bullshitting stuff like there is no practical use of humanities. Look around yourself. Amidst the people wearing lab coats and finding cures for cancer is a teenage girl being sold as sex trafficking. You enter your first day at work at a well-reputed firm, on your way to save the world from swine flu, when your coworker slams against you, hurling you to the ground, and walk past without apologizing. You can either send him for ethics or gender sensitization or sociology classes, but would you make him learn calculus and biology to change his mind about slamming against people without apologizing?

What if everyone relied on science and fixed formulas and never thought it logical to help each other and have opinions? Your family dies in a fire and you spend years mourning, and when you're starved of emotional support, a robot-ish guy approaches you and tells you to drown your pain with some morphine. Or maybe conduct a heart surgery to fix that metaphorical hole in your heart.
When grooms ask for overwhelmingly high dowries for the bride's family to sell their daughters like prostitutes, you don't turn to scientists for a smart way out. You reach someone who will understand your pains and be sensitive towards your decisions, and help you out emotionally.

Okay, I know I have exaggerated, and maybe to an unacceptable and pissing off level, and I apologize sincerely, if that's the case. Please don't take this the wrong way and don't blame me for degrading science. We NEED science and we have reached a long way because of science, because of technology, because of the gorgeous people out there in science clothes accessorized with a bright, technical brain. I understand logic and reason, but you can't always survive by that, right? There is a need for some heart and opinions. Isn't that what differentiates us from robots, and makes us more human? And okay, I know I sound super cheesy and typical humanities types, but I beg you to put aside your ego for once, and try to understand my point.

Ultimately, humanities, science and commerce should not be compared at all! The language of humanities is opinions and the language of science is logic, and eventually, we're not thinking of which one's the best. We're combining all this knowledge to fuel this world and make it a better place. People need to focuz more on their college applications than this sort of prejudice, because omggggg we have college next year, aren't you nervous?!!!
And please, do not be offended in any way; I am NOT criticizing science. I love science and had an A in Physics last year! I'm just mentioning some facts about Humanities because being a humanities student, I obviously know about my subjects, and I just think these stereotypes are quite unfair. Yes, now you may say that hence I would know less about Science, and I'm not denying that, so yes, I'm sure I've had some misconceptions also, and if you notice any, kindly forgive me. And besides, whether you took Psychology or Algebra or truck driving classes, your success would solely depend on your talent in those fields, not the fields themselves. As a human being, it is basic manners to respect people's choices in life. What do you want? Everyone to be exactly as perfect as you?

And to that uncle milking his anaconda, I will have to charge him extra when he comes to me years later seeking a well-read student to write his biography.

Now back to my list of work to be done -.-
Much larv(a)e, (because, tribute to biology?)

The world is too strong to end.

Inspiración is everywhere.

1.

Creds- ChronicleOnline

The last few days have been pretty crazy over here. One thing I love about democracy is protests. India has been struggling as a democracy, but when we unite, the citizens are unstoppable. The result of a brutal gang rape of a 23 year old woman in a chartered bus has raised the loudest of the voices and I can actually hear the agonizing screams of the protesters till my room. These protesters have been protesting non-stop; despite authorities firing water cannons at them, they continued protesting, drenched and shivering. The accused were thrashed by the inmates(!) when they were taken to Tihar Jail. This reminds me that maybe, there is some hope left in this world.

Delhi has been the rape capital of the country. It has come to such a point that girls can not even step out alone, or even with friends! Is this how our country has become? And then the police blame our wardrobe, saying that wearing shorts would turn them on so we get raped. Well uh, here's a wacky idea- why don't you punish these retards in the first place?! No matter what we wear, we get raped, so how does it make a difference? And the authorities can't use the old excuse- 'she was asking for it' to run away from the absurd truth that they can't take the blame/do something about it. It is all EXTREMELY stupid. I was beyond pissed when I heard the news about this incident for the first time. I could just go on about how pissed off I am, but I have other things to say as well, but seriously, this is the most shameful act in the country. Personally, I feel that the rapists for this case should be hanged so there would be at least some fear for these fucktards. As worded by Sunitha Krishnan, "Rapists walk free, victim gets life term".

2.   Recently I just got over with my exams. I was worried because I thought I won't have time to finish studying, but it was at times like these when a familiar voice rings in my head. 

Me: Ma'am, how will I study!??!?! I am so screwed. There isn't much time and qwertyuiopi'mfreakingout!
Yoda: You can do it. Remember, there are 24 hours in a day. It is up to you how to use it.

So I had this conversation with my Economics teacher back in 10th grade. I was worried about my finals and I didn't have time to study at all, and I had no clue what was going to happen to me. That was when my teacher said that there are 24 hours in a day. I don't know why, but after that time, though I've heard this quote so many times, I felt the most inspired at that moment. Being the wannabe nerd that I am, I made this quote reflect in my grades. It's like this quote magically converted the D I had in the preboard exams to an A by my 10th grade finals! And 11th/12th grades are frightening times. Your grades kind of define your future, so who wouldn't want to do well? When you're struggling though, just remember, there are 24 hours in a day. I'd stay up late/wake up early and study every freaking thing and practice every question, and use my time wisely. Because I knew that 24 hours is a fair time. And we get to use it.

Seriously, when I see this, I just feel so motivated to do something!! Don't you feel it too?!

Besides the woes of a worried 11thie, I have another reason to be inspired.


3.

And after listening to this I was just  9E9GRREOVPOOUR45EROVOOOOQOWoi*(32R7283R72389T7 Z239~)!>@>>@>REJGP seriously, I can't say much about this because I was literally speechless by the beauty of the sound. It is so cool how they combined classical and contemporary, but in ways of instruments and the scenario and stuff, with the Phantom of the Opera and the classy-ish setting and oh ye godsss I still can't get over how amazing this is. I have respect for every kind of music, and this one just happens to be a step amazing-er because even without any lyrics or anything, it touched my heart, mind, soul, everything! And whenever I listen to this, I just feel a lot better and it awes me everytime.



So my dear lovelies, I have just given you 3 reasons for why the world can't end. It is too strong, too inhabited with inspiration and beauty. Of course there are thousands of other reasons, but these are just to name a few.

Today is the 21st of December, 2012, the alleged/futile apocalypse, however, I don't see the world ending any time soon. It is too awesome to end. Other than the scientific reasons, of course. So yeah, happy NOT-apocalypse! And tomorrow, I'm gonna sit and watch the movie 2012 so I can laugh at all that drama.

PS- To offer support for the victim of the gang rape incident, and to help India rid any future atrocities of such kind, sign the petition: Death For Rape
My heart goes out to the victim, and I truly hope she will fight against this terrible deed. She is a sign of hope for our country, and I offer my full support to the victim and her family. And my heart goes out to the protesters. I'm not being allowed to protest (-.-) but I'm so freakin' proud of those people braving the winter chill and fighting for this girl, and against every shameless dweeb out there, to save India's present and future.

Yours truly, and very much alive, 

Wintry days and injured knee.

Hey you.

It's the first day of November over here, and I'm just squeezing in another blog entry because I was JUST so keen to have one on the first day of the new month, I mean, what's kewler than that, right? 

As the post title says, you can clearly decipher that it's getting colder day by day, much to my chagrin. I hate cold weather. It's nothing personal, it's just that it makes me sick and puke-y and lonely and dreamy and well, just cold. It's not a pleasant feeling. I remember during summer I would go like 'OH HOW I WISH IT WAS WINTER' and well, when winter finally arrives, my mind backfires to those sweaty humid days... ahh summer, I miss thee. 

Well other than that, there's another annoyance to add to my list of present annoyances and that is my stupid, injured knee. Do I need to explain? :(

Since I'm too sleepy to use Paint, I'll make a rage comic. 

^I am so terrible with this!!!! 

Due to the insanely vague comic, I'll just stick to text now. So basically our school had to travel to this hilly place for camp and to complete a project in a village. That's where this incident happened. And now I'm kind of paralyzed and spend my whole day limping around and mourning over the pain of the injury and replacing bandages and bunking school, and man am I bored! Though the pain has subsided a bit, I'm stuck at home till I stop limping. And now I bet you readers are like, totally judging me now, I mean, which normal person walking on the road would suddenly feel like running like a retard and end up with an injured knee? I did feel rather stupid at that point, and what's weirder is that I couldn't stop laughing when I fell, even if my concerned friends were asking me to shut up because the injury was pretty deep. 

And come on, don't you ever feel free, and then feel super free, and you just want to feel the rush of wind through your hair as you're surrounded by greenery and the whip-lash of speed just coursing through your veins making you feel ecstatic and natural? ...Okay maybe not. But I think that could be one of the possible reasons for why I ran, other than a) I had to pee really badly so I ran so I wouldn't feel that urge to pee, or b) An eye-less zombie was chasing me. Or it could be a dog.

So tomorrow I won't be going to school (again), and if I were to say that to myself say, last week, I would've been crazy with joy, but tonight, I actually am quite upset of not being able to go to school, because I've been genuinely bored for the past week when I was stuck with the stupid injured knee. 

Trust me, this is not something you want. -_- 

Till next time, people with unharmed knees. 

Thoughts. {I made a BLOG!}

So this whole blogspot thing has another addition to it and I don't know why I'm rambling maybe I'm excited okay I'm so hungry and yes! I have a blog now.

I think I'll use pictures now to describe my feelings.
Before I made a blog:

After I made one:

So clearly you can conclude that I'm quite happy, and I'd advice you to stop thinking about how I magically transformed from a cartoon-ish hyperbolic dismayed girl to a smiling smiley. I'd also advice you to stop hating on the first drawing, I know my skills aren't the most amazing skills, but hey, I tried! My hair is so not brown, btw.
However, I cleverly left out the drawing which would've been titled "While I made the blog."
Here's a list of some of the things in my mind as I created this dsfkjhwerh masterpiece:

• What's the time?
• Is there food in the fridge?
• OHMYGODTHISISSOCOMPLICATED
• What should be the name of this blog?
• WHAT SHOULD BE THE NAME OF THIS BLOG?
• Ooh, pinkkk
• This is taking so much time!
• When will I be done?
• Great, I'm hungry now
• THIS BLOG IS LIKE MY OWN PRIVATE VIRTUAL WORLD!! :'D 
• There are barely any birds in the sky today
• Will I get butt cramps for sitting for so long?
• THIS IS NEVER ENDING. 
• ..Okay, perhaps not.

The last statement was made a few minutes ago. Then came the smiley part. 

So yes, this is my very first blog entry. It took approximately 4 hours to reach here (inclusive of the time taken to procrastinate, eat, socialize, pee, etc) I wonder if I'll ever be a pro with this blog-customizing thing. 

Much love, procrastinators,