School teaches you.. stuff.

I think I'm being super cheesy when I say that school is a vital part of our lives, we won't forget it, etc etc. And also, I'm being cheesy (and kind of irresponsible) when I say school has taught me a lot of things.... remotely related to actual studies. It has taught me and equipped me with the important mechanisms needed for life, and well, I think that's what this post is dedicated for. It is totally possible that, as you read this, you might feel a sense of nostalgia (depending on how sharp my writing skills are, atm), because you may or may not experience most of these experiences and learn similar lessons.

SO YES. I'm finally, finally sitting down and typing this entry that I had promised to post long back, but now this extra time has only given me time for some deeper insight towards school lessons. It's been a few months since school has ended for me and it has given me some time to retrospect.

1) Believe in yourself- Now you've heard this a thousand times and I'm sure you're annoyed and shaking your head just like you do every time you face a cliche. And when I say 'Well, it's true!' I can just imagine you preparing to conjure a few unemployed demons from wherever you believe they reside. But that's not all I have to say. I'm raising the question of WHO should believe in you, as well. Should you believe in yourself? Should you get others to believe in you?

Let me tell you something here. I can't get into the creases of your wrinkled brain and analyze whether you love or hate people, but either ways, whether or not people believe in you, you should believe in yourself. In fact, you should believe in yourself whether you are inside a blackhole contemplating survival chances, or whether you are about to smack a fish-head on someone stupid.

Also, there may be times when an elderly person with sparkles in his eyes would put his shaking hands on your shoulders and say "I believe in you." I don't know about you, but when people count on me, it affects me in two ways- a) I feel good because I know that people support and care about me, and b) I feel pressurized. If others believing in you put you under pressure, that's again when the "believe in yourself" part comes in. Block out the rest, and focus on the fact that you believe in yourself, and you're only trying to live up to your OWN expectations, rather than living up to others' expectations. This has worked for me numerous times and has really helped me decrease the pressure, because it's easier to let yourself down than let others down.

2) Know the meaning of 'immature'- I can't tell you how many times throughout my school life I have encountered the word 'immature'. Growing up is indeed a challenge and we all grow at our own paces, and it is completely possible that you either grow up too fast or too slow. In fact, I can't think of a certain 'perfect pace' of growth- we are all either too fast or too slow. And people, since they love judging each other so forking much, will always, always compare their rate of growth to yours, and label you as a too-fast grower (slut), a too-slow grower (kid), or normal (friends/crushes).

Since 'immaturity' is a subjective term, I think it's hard to pinpoint a proper definition without pissing some people off, but I can tell you for sure that there is a difference between being 'immature' and being 'fun' and being a druggie. So this kid a year younger than me used to be called immature because, well, she threw tantrums over the smallest things(so yes, she actually was immature). Her so-called mature classmates sneered and looked at her like that critic in Ratatouille... wait let me find a picture...

They would often boast of the alleged sublimity of smoking cigars over petty things such as keeping your grades up, and called the kid immature. So now what? Youuu guessed it! She started smoking too because she thought that would make her *cough* mature.

LISTEN UP EVERYONE BECAUSE I'M ABOUT TO TELL YOU WHAT 'BEING MATURE' ACTUALLY/ MORE OR LESS MEANS. And I'm forced to scream this out because there is seemingly a lot of unnecessary confusion over this word. I'll tell you what is NOT maturity.
>Criticizing others and calling them 'immature' does not make you mature.
>Smoking does not make you mature.
>Seeming dead, sad, fastidious, or exaggeratedly thoughtful does not make you mature.
>Dressing like Madonna when you're 8 does not make you mature.
>Being stubborn does not make you mature.

On the other hand-
>Accepting others for who they are makes you mature.
>Being courteous to even the meanest of people makes you mature.
>Having a sense of individuality makes you mature.
>Respecting people of all ages makes you mature.
>Being diplomatic makes you mature.
>Being open-minded and flexible in opinions makes you mature.

So yeah. I hope it's clear now. Hmph.

3) How important are social networks?- Virtually everyone has an account on Facebook. In fact, one of the first things that people do to check you out is go on your Facebook profile. Then they send you a request. Then they stalk you. Now I know that many people argue that facebook is in no way a determinant of what a person is like, and it's true, more or less. Of course, we should judge people by who they are in real life rather than what they seem like through a social network. Unfortunately, people aren't that perfect or considerate. We all are, ultimately, going to check out each others' facebook pages and sort of guess about others' personalities.

In that case, why not just make your profile a reflection of who you actually are? I have often been surprised to meet super friendly and normal-seeming people in real life, but online, they are portrayals of raunchy boudoir photography. Like, whyy would you do that? Are you trying to impress the pedos who stalk hot chicks and send creepy messages like "heyyyyzzz gurl, will u b ma frnd??" People just have a way of assuming that you are the same person online and in real life. So the next time I see you, if you tok lyk dis on Facebook, you'd better tok lyk dis in real life too. And you better pout and kiss the floor or whatever creepy pictures you have posted on facebook. -.-

But at the same time, don't give so much importance to social media that you forget about real life! Key is balance. Now I know that the party never happened unless you have uploaded pictures of a dopey kid hanging on the streetlight with a wedgie *bad memories*. And I know that you don't have a boyfriend unless there are pictures of you both having a candlelight dinner wherever people go for candlelight dinners. But can't these picture-taking sessions be controlled? Okay, I agree, I WANT to take that picture with you before we go for that movie because we are both so effing dressed up, but maybe we can take like two pictures and then actually watch the movie? And don't you be snapchatting in the middle of the movie when Chulbul Pandey splashes the blood from his forehead wound into the pupils of his mortal enemy!!! There is NOTHING more annoying than disrupting me in my movie-mode. Ugh so annoying! I missed the epic loathsome speech he gave because of your distractions!

4) Don't be a hypocrite- There are three things that I dislike fiercely- amusement parks (I know, I'm so boring), cinnamon (I know, I'm not human), and HYPOCRITES. Like what if Hippocrates was a hypocrite? "One should not study medicine and experiment on people because I'm a lover of humanity and don't want people to die from my failed medicinal experiments" or something like that. What if he stopped experimenting and threw all the doctors in the dungeon?
There have been so many instances when people look at popular people with a martyrdom and be like "psh. Popularity is so over-rated". But don't you be psh-ing me! I know there are thousands of people out there who try to 'stand out' by trying to restrain themselves from conventionality, but in most cases, you just end up fitting in with the label of people called hypocrites.

What I'm trying to say is, don't be telling me that it's stupid to be popular and that all popular people are brainless, when you know that that's not always true and that you crave their lives. This is just like the movies when the new girl hangs out with the geeky chess nerd who is allergic to cheese and his sister who wears retainers and a helmet. She pretends to not notice the football captain but when she ends up with him and ignores her earlier friends, she has no words. It's OKAY to want to be popular, it's okay to want attention! Also, it's okay to admit that you are thin because you think it's too mean to be proud of one's physique when one is next to a fat girl. It's okay to take compliments once in a while and say 'aww thankss!' instead of being too modest and saying 'noo, I'm not pretty, only you are'. There are so many examples!!! Why can't people just admit that they are a little selfish and move on!

Okay yes I know that there may be people who are not being hypocrites, rather they probably actually don't want to be popular, think they are fat, and are too insecure to accept compliments. You can just ignore all that I said then, as long as you are being a genuine person.

5) Dating 50 people does not make you cool- I knew this guy a few years ago who had made a bet with one of his friends that he would date 30 girls in 3 months. So precisely 10 girls per month. So he indulged himself in a journey by charming girls with his flirting and breaking up with them for stupid made-up reasons. However, during this journey, he met a girl (I think that was his 26th girlfriend or something) whom he actually liked and wished to spend some time with. However, the bet had to be finished. After a week of happiness, he painfully broke up with her, leaving the girl heartbroken. The girl did, eventually, find out about the bet and hated his guts for it, and she also found out that the boy had planned to date her again after dating 4 more girls. Why are people so.. stupid? -.-

When people judge relationships by quantity rather than quality, it only tells me how unstable they are. I don't understand why people take pride in declaring things like "I have dated 17 times in the past 6 days", because to me, that means that you broke up/others broke up with you 17 times in the past 6 days. Is that how terrible and shameless a person you are? Wouldn't it make much more sense to have a long, happy relationship with one or two people and end up getting married to them? People, I tell you.

6) Remember that you are an individual- and not merely a part of a group. Act in a way that allows people to separate you and treat you as an individual. When people look at you, they shouldn't see a clump of chewed cud because, eh, who wants to be chewed cud? Don't be needy or clingy towards other people because it's really annoying to others and you put yourself across as a dependent, insecure person. This is especially noticeable in relationships. Many people want to date because they feel like no one loves them, but being with a certain someone might make them feel important. But that doesn't mean you should constantly stick to that person and have your ego fed by that person because, well, you're not a baby! Take care of yourself!

Of course, I know that we are all desperate, depraved human beings, and this independence is something that comes with time. In twelfth grade, I found myself scurrying about the school alone, searching for teachers and counselors and not giving a crap about where my friends are. I'd take the initiative to search for my teachers and ask them for extra classes because I knew that it was MY future and my friends have, ultimately, not much of a role in it. When you're filling out college apps, of course admission cares about your social life, but there are other things that matter too. There was a point when I'd skip classes with my friends so we could chill out, but eventually I realized that I didn't want to skip classes because I needed my grades!

If you have the assertiveness to be an individual and try out for the soccer team even if none of your friends are and you're scared to be alone, it doesn't matter if you're hanging out with a group of losers because as long as you are you, people will see you as an individual and respect you. Besides, being independent and trying new things by yourself is also a great way to make new friends. It took me years to realize this and become independent, and well, now I really do feel accomplished.

7) But don't be a complete lone wolf- Needless to say, there are many advantages of having friends because you do depend on them to an extent. This is a bad example, but let me tell you that throughout 12th grade, I did not have or bother to write down my school time table. So every day, I went to school totally clueless with a bunch of books in my bag, hoping that I have brought the right ones. I relied completely on my friends to tell me which class I have, and what homework I have, but again, I'm in no way recommending this behavior to you because that's just me being irresponsible hehe. School would be completely different without my beloved friends and all the crazy things we did together were what made school worth all the studies and pressure.

Also, I'm not saying you should restrict your friendship solely to students. Gone are the days when only the class nerd befriended the teachers. In fact, my teachers were all pretty cool and great to talk to, so we were all sort of friends with them. Of course, there are several advantages of befriending teachers too and even if teachers are supposed to be impartial, they might show at least a little remorse over having to punish you if you are on friendly terms with the teacher. But I'm not saying that you should take advantage of teachers that way... just be a little friendly and open up your heart and it will definitely pay off!

Also, there are several ways of deepening your friendship with others that I'd like to quickly share-
>Get a smartphone- I didn't have a smartphone for a really long time, but when I finally got one, like 2 years ago, my friendship with others instantly got closer through an assortment of apps.

>Bring lip balm or tic tacs to school- I don't know how it might work in your region, but in my school, whenever anyone would bring any one of these two things, that person would instantly get famous. Every one wants some lip balm or tic tacs! The second you open a pack, you make instant, if not temporary, friends.

>Watch TV shows- If there is anything I learned about high school conversations, it is that they mostly revolve around the hotness of Ian Somenhalder, Nathan and Mike Ross. There are many TV shows that I love but I'm usually too lazy to watch all the episodes, but then when I go to school the next day, I'm at a loss. "OMG IAN SWALLOWED A PURPLE BAROMETER DID YOU WATCH" "OH YEAH HIS EX WIFE GOT PREGNANT" "YEAH HERCULES DIED IN THAT BABY STROLLER".
There are two things you can do in such a situation: a) Watch that show. Find out about Meredith's spree to Elfin Grot or whatever, or b) Learn to change the topic. I would pretend to understand whatever my friends are talking about and make up stories of my own, thereby confusing them and then I force them to talk about water coolers.
Okay, I'm kidding.

>Feign an interest in what others have to say- I am often very, very bored by other people. "Yeah omg my toe has a carbuncle so I put a tissue over it". But I pretend to be interested- "omg really?! Why did you put the tissue though? You could also put toilet papers, facial towels, notebook papers, etc." What the heck am I saying... Anyway, eventually your feigned interest might just turn to real interest.

8) Bad days make great blog entries- It is TYPICAL. So typical that every cowboy from every century would have experienced it. When you're having a bad day, don't think that it is the end of the world! Issues that seem like the biggest issues has a way of eventually make you realize how stupid you have been. I used to freak out over the smallest pimples, but when no one would notice (and once I got my hands on these wonderful Tinted Moisturizers), I just didn't care! When the guy you like dumps you and you release all the waterworks, including urine, various digestive juices, and sweat from your body, you will eventually realize that the guy is a loser jerk who snogs beef jerky all day. And if you still need some reassurance, how about I tell you that bad days make great blog entries? If you write it down, I promise you'll laugh about it some time later in life.

But yes, I'm sure there are some big issues that also happen, and that are not typical. We all go through ups and downs in school, and sometimes the downs take you underground and you have to break through the asphalt to rise again. In that case, it is important to not lose hope. At the end of the day, it's just school. And time ticks on. Tough times will pass and there is a bright future ahead, filled with coconuts, palm trees, and college interviews (wanted to add some realism). When something bad happens, try sharing the incident with your friends, because most of the time, you'll end up laughing.

For example, one day I was walking down the stairs by myself when suddenly I tripped and fell, twisting my ankle just the way I had fantasized twisting Candace's neck from Phineas and Ferb. I fell down and looked around, but no one was there, and somehow limped my way back to my classroom, fighting back tears. But then I saw my friends who quickly came to my rescue and plopped me on a chair. I told them that I fell down because I was lost in my own world, and then we all laughed at my careless paralysis and moved on. They limped with me to give me company and carried me to my bus at the end of the day. If you guys are reading this, hehe thanks guys. <3

We all go through problems during adolescence but hey, you do get out eventually!

I promise you and assure you and you can tell everybody (I'm listening to 'The Man' by Aloe Blacc as we speak) that you will get out of it! All the problems are temporary, even the permanent ones! Life has a way of pushing us forward. I have been through so much, so many unimaginable things, but instead of allowing the sad experiences to make me a weak person, I learned from those experiences. I learned to cope with problems, face situations and be brave! And you will too. Trust me, by the time you get out of school, and finished college, you will have turned into a strong individual, ready to take over the world! YES THAT'S RIGHT. Life is not that bad!!!

You know what. If I'll make this blog entry any longer I'll be blamed for posting novels instead of blog entries, and die of hand cramps myself. But I think I'll make a separate blog entry to cheer people up. I'll call it the.. eh... Encouragement Post! Maybe. Idk. But I will post such an entry!!


So yeah, I guess that's it. I wanted to write so much more but again, my blog entries are too large already. But I'll add a few more side notes that I had wanted to elaborate on earlier, but don't have the time to - be nice to your parents, bad days are not 'bad days' till it's 12 midnight so you still have the time to change the bad day to a good day, when you're with your friends and people stare at you, don't be embarrassed because they're probably jealous they can't have as much fun as you're having, don't starve yourself, bullies are bullies because they're trying to hide their insecurities, live for yourself and not for others, and lastly. You are not trying to gain the approval, or likes, of others. It's your life. Approve yourself first.

PHEW! So there you have it! A little bit of inspiration from this exhausted teen. If you actually when on iTunes and played "The Man" while reading that third last paragraphs... trust me do that, it made so much sense :O
Also, you can check out my previous entry- How to study like a bau6 (because bau5 is too mainstream) for some study tips because well, believe it or not, school involves some academics too. Anyhoo, I'm going to uh, nurse my hand cramp now. This post took 5 actual hours to type. I need some rest. Oh god. I hope this post has left you inspired and/or nostalgic.

Love you all! Also, if you read the whole thing. Did you notice I actually used 'Elfin Grot' reference? Haha. Heh. ELFIN GROT. I'm awesome for using that. I know I am. Psh.
Also, it's April Fools day. But I promise whatever I said here is totally legit. Hehehe.

Aah, another Liebsterr!

I'm super excited about this one because a) it's been a while, and b) I'm SICK of exams. 
If there is anything that studying has taught me, it is only that I am wonderful at doodling. Seriously, I don't think I have ever doodled so much ever! You won't believe this... I cancelled all my plans with all my friends, told them I'm studying, then sat home with the book open in front of me, but I wasn't reading. I was doodling. So yes, basically I ditched my comrades for 3-4 hours of antagonizing Doodleland.

I want to show my gratitude to Kusum from Far Beyond Skyline because she most certainly knows how to make good decisions in life ;) Thank you so much! 

"Liebster Award is given to up and coming bloggers who have less than 200 followers. It’s appreciation from fellow bloggers and your chance to introduce yourself to other awesome bloggers.

If you receive this award, you are expected to:

1. Post 11 facts about yourself

2. Answer the 11 questions the tagger has given you
3. Tag 11 more Bloggers (with no more than 200 followers; no tagging back) and make 11 questions for them
4. Tell the people you tagged that you did."

1) I was born in the middle of the Atlantic ocean as the transgender seahorse offspring of two very romantic octopuses. 

2) Sorry, I lied. That's the second fact. I tell a lawt of white lies. Maybe that is why my nose is so long, hmm. Oh, and don't worry, I don't lie in my blog (usually). Psst. Did you see the thing on the right sidebar? The Indian biking badge? Totally un-false. Maybe. 

3) I have really bad carsickness but I freakin love travelling! It is a paradox. I know, who wants to get to their travel destination after barfing out the remnants of whatever little digestive system they had? (Please don't get grossed out, I rarely barf, it's mostly just nausea). But once you get to the place where you were trying to get to, it's all worth it. And another thing. If ever I travel, I like to blend in with the local people of the place I'm in. For example, if I'm in a remote Indian village, heck yes you'll see me walking around carrying matkas on my head! 

4) I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON A NOVEL LATELY. Omg, this is so exciting. I know it's not really a 'fact' about me, but I'm so euirhgeuirhging excited! It's a horror/thriller, and it is the most exciting thing in my life at the moment. I've been trying to control the urge to sit and write all day because of these putrid exams, but once they get over, I'm just going to write all day and all night! 

5) I have a very strange memory. If I met you 40 years ago (pretend I existed 40 years ago), I will meet you now and say "You remember that time you pulled my cape and then I breathed in through my nostrils?" Seriously, I just have very strange memory of things. I might remember the smallest insignificant details as background to the larger ones. Sometimes, my brain gets confusing. "Oh, my bad, that was someone else's nostrils." 

6) My favorite fruit is watermelon, and my favorite vegetables are mushrooms. I'm so obsessed with these two things! I use watermelon lipbalm, watermelon shower gel, and I'm pretty sure I'll be the first one to buy a mushroom shampoo if they ever start one. I mean, they have Beer and Champagne shampoo, so why not Mushroom, right. Put me in an island with just these two delicacies, and I will become a super fanshy sumo banshee. 

7)  i lyk 2 tok lyk dis @ tymz. I don't care what people say about ppl hu tok lyk dis, but I personally feel that those people have a lot of creativity to come up with such condensed forms of writing. Sure, it looks like ants on my screen, but I occasionally speak wid mah franz lyk dis 2 b funnzzyy. On the other hand, I'm not very fond of abbreviations. I don't mind a little YOLO with my FYI at times-these are very extensively used. But maybe it's because I'm just technically un-brilliant, but when I see acronyms such as SMH or IDCWYDISHT (I Don't Care What You Do But I Still Hate You), I hate having to go on urban dictionary to look it up. 

8) There are three principles that I live (try to live) by- 1) Acceptance, 2) Mutual Respect, and 3) Open Mindedness. These three keynotes are the formula to my little brain cell DJ, and I try my best to bring out the best in me through these guidelines in every possible occasion. But again, don't get me wrong, I'm not all HEY-LOOK!-THERE'S-A-PONY-BY-THAT-RAINBOW-RIVER! type, I do have my moments when following these guidelines become reallyyy hard. 

9) I don't fancy getting flowers as gifts. You know, when you go to some social gathering, and these people offer you this huge bouquet of flowers. I can vividly remember getting so many bouquets of all sorts of flowers- Daisies, Azaleas, Lilacs, Jasmines, Galaxea, Preenasia, Eurasia ....Mediterranean Wildflower? Okay I guess I got names of flowers confused with geographical locations (FAIL). Anyhoo, my point is that yes, I most certainly think it is very generous of you to bestow upon me such wonderful floral vegetation, but let's be real now. Yeah, those bouquets are just going to sit there and rot. One flower is okay, six flowers are perfect, but more than that, and even attempting to put those flowers in vases simply end up attracting a multitude of insects and avid gardeners. 

Now if you ever meet me, you know what not to gift me ;D 

10) I'm a poet and I very absolutely well forgo it. 

11) I absolutely love background vocals and harmonies in songs. I think it's the best thing ever about music. Whenever I listen to a song, I always pay attention to the background as well, and it all comes out so beautifully! I know instruments work well with songs too, but I think harmonies are absolutely amazing because it is the human voice and not instruments that makes the special music. Classic favorite- Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen; Contemporary favorite- Royals by Lorde.  

Questions from Kusum:

1. What is the worst punishment you got in school?
When I was very young, I was unfortunate to be a part of a school that still had corporal punishment. I haven't been exposed to such severe ways of punishment for years now, but I still remember this one day in fourth grade that fills me with fear and hatred. I remember being slapped on my face, TWICE by my Hindi teacher, for not doing my homework in my homework notebook. I did my homework, but it was in my classwork notebook. 

I think this experience was what sort of triggered in me a lasting war that I have been willingly involved in, a fight to end all unfair things about the Indian education system. I spoke to a few of my extremely old friends from that school, and they said corporal punishment is definitely less severe now, but there are still some teachers who follow this brutal means of punishment. I truly hope that I personally will be able to meet these teachers one day and give them a piece of my mind. And the law. 

2. Why is your best friend your best friend?
Haha, I have actually wondered about this a couple of times. Now what is the typical idea of a 'best friend'? I always used to get those definitions from movies like Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants, etc. However, yes my best friend does hold a few characteristics of those girls in the movie (I'm sure she has watched the movie recently for the 9417594th time, during the last 48 hours), but I still think she is much different. I think I address my best friend as my best friend, because she indeed is the best person to be with. I mean, I can just sit with her and not even say hi, and we can, idk hang out? But the thing is, with my 'best friend', I can bring out the 'best side' of me, i.e. the side that doesn't have to be fun ALL the time, the side that doesn't have to keep talking all the time, the side where I'm just me. And being with my best friend doesn't compel me to be any different. Lol snorterjee you readin this bro? 

3. Do you believe in ghosts?

I think the world would be a little more interesting with ghosts, but unfortunately I do not have an inch of belief in them. Though I am always the first one to freak out while watching a horror movie! 

4. What do you like the most about yourself?
I think one of the best things about myself is the fact that I take risks. And no, I'm not talking about sitting at the back of a rollercoaster with my legs swinging out (I'm terrified of amusement parks, actually). I'm talking about being different and sort of chilling with myself. I mean, right now itself I'm taking a risk. I'm supposed to be studying for an exam which will happen in about 3.2 days but I take this risk because I believe that I'm doing something productive. So even if tomorrow I fail my exam, if that failure allowed me to get appreciation for my blog, or if this blog entry made someone's day, I think I will be okay. I try my best to experience every nook and cranny of my life and learn from every mistakes I made. Because when I take risks, I obviously make mistakes. When I make mistakes, I make sure I don't make them again. And when I don't make them again, I learn. I learn, so I grow. I grow, so I feel amazing to look back.  

5. How happy are you today?
Aaah, why today out of all days! Today, I'm supposed to be anxious and upset because I just gave an exam, which didn't go as well as I had hoped it would go. There was this question, AND I WROTE A BEAUTIFUL ANSWER only to learn that the question had asked something slightly different. I feel like going on every social networking website, making an account, and typing fmlfmlfmlfml. However, I am also quite glad that I'm done with that exam and I won't have to worry about it for sometime. So yeah, my mood is a little masala right now. 

6. What is the best thing you have written so far?
THE NOVEL I'M WORKING ON. Seriously, I can't stop reading what I've written. I had often tried to write fiction before, but it always turned out so absurd and I would get so upset and delete them. I used to passionately write this short story with the title Pretty Broccoli (what the f) in 9th grade, but when I recently read it, I couldn't help but mourn about my immature writing skills. Now, however, I think I've gotten better, so after following Edgar Allen Poe's footsteps, blended with a little inspiration from a thriller that my friend was reading, I am going to finish writing my first piece of (hopefully completed) writing ever in this genre. 

On the scale of 1(worst) to 10(best):

7. your personality- 8? I really don't know actually :s

8. your city- 6- Don't get me wrong, I love my city, but even if New Delhi has the best city ever, it has some of the worst, most inhuman cases of rapes and child abuse. 

9. the last journey you had- My dadi has been staying with us, and she is a very religious person, so we have been taking her to every religious shrine in the country. Our last trip was Haridwar. It's an interesting city in the hills, with loads of cows around. I had only been there for rafting before, but this time we actually went into the city and looked at all the Temples and Gurudwaras and Mosques they had. And now, I have been stuck home for the past... 70 years? Going to the bathroom from my room is probably the biggest journey I have had since. -.-
OH CRAP I forgottt this is supposed to be rated on 1-10 :P Probably a 10. I had a great time. 

10. your driving skills- 1? I keep telling my dad to teach me driving but he's too busy, and tells me to enroll a driving class when I'm 18, because you only get a license when you're 18 in India. The closest I've come to 'driving' is starting the engine. I started the car engine by mistake once when I was in 6th grade. And well yeah, that is it. So yeah I give myself a point for that. 

11. the condition of your room- -800? My room is such a mess! Aarghh. There are books and clothes lying everywhere, and I recently found a 5 day old sandwich (untouched and packed) under my bed! I could've followed Homer (Simpson)'s footsteps and had it but it's just gross so I didn't. 

Okaayy, now 11 questions for the taggeees:

1) What is the best decision that you think you have ever made?

2) Last time you were embarassed? What did you do?

3) What do you do currently? (like are you a student, or pediatrician or a zookeeper...)

4) What is something you are terrible at?

5) Would you rather be a dinosaur or a centaur?

6) Which accent do you adore the most?

7)  Your idea of a perfect utopia?

8) Where do you see yourself 10 years from now?

9) One word that you find really hard to spell/pronounce?

10) Did you/Do you have braces? 

11) Any unique/weird trait that you have? (for example, you probably laugh like a sneezing pressure cooker)

I am so sorry but I'm too lazy/busy to tag people, but I am just going to go and notify some awesome bloggers asap. Omg. Exams. Ef. 

❀ Ooh look! A flower, I wonder where that came from.... ❀❀❀❀❀ more flowers...OMG EVEN MORE..! ✿✿✿✿✿✿

Musequality.

No, I'm not here to talk about muse qualities... though muses may have good qualities, especially if they are muses about good things..

Bahhht, that is not the point. I'm talking about equality for music, or Musequality. (insert excuse for being lame here)
I know what you're thinking. How can there be equality for music? I can't love One Direction as much as I love Pink Floyd! and/or Excuse unexcused, pshh.
Now, whether you're having the first thought or the second thought, I'm not here to ask you to love every song by every artist in this whole world. Neither am I trying to be lame. But yes, I am here to bring some sense into your mind about why I'm against the worshiping of one type of music followed by threats to shred other artists to nanomolecules.

Let's create a hypothetical situation, shall we?
This right here is a Youtube video of this new singer called meeuuu_sick98. He loves experimenting with autotune.

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1 Like 3,997 Dislikes

Top Comments

autotuneSUXXX6643: YOUR UGLIER THAN SHREK!!!!!

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humpiggy321: I do not know why you exist. I had thought our classics had rejuvenated this messed up contemporary society, and just when I had begun to restore my faith in humanity, you pop up. Seriously, our great John Lennon would look down upon us for having such people in today's world. What has music come to? I shudder to think how far you can go. Please get help. They'll hopefully play some Beatles for you in rehab.

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yoooooo: u sukk!!!! u fat turd

muzeekfoeveriii: AAH MY EARS!

ilovebacon: your orange streak doesn't go with your purple swiggles that you call your hair.

biGbOobiezs: nO I WOnt DaTE u n' rAte 0!!!!!!!!!

TheCuriousCaseOfToiletPaper: drink my vomit, a*hole

eyeaahhhhmammamaaa: YOUR STEREO LOOKS LIKE A LUNCHBOX. FU

kyutegal101: Umm.. I dont think your that bad actuallyy.... <Note: This comment has been marked as spam due to too many negative votes>

               Reply by polkaponypants41: that's coz you as ugly as him

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888pointyclaws777: you sound AND LOOK bad.

After reading all this, meeuuu goes like "That's IT!!! I'm gonna teach these guys a lesson."

Now there are two things he might do.

1) Spend a painful amount of time tracking each of his haters and making them eat poisoned apples.

or

2) Think of why he chose to sing in the first place. Think about his beliefs, and stand up for them. 

Option 1 might be excruciatingly hard and time consuming. But option 2? Would his haters change their minds if he reasoned things out? Now, not a single One Direction hater would stop hating on the band after reading one person's opinion. It is not possible to change the mindset of a whole portion of the globe just like that. But thinking about what you believe in might just be the first step. Of course, if meeuuu was actually a terrible singer, with no knowledge about octaves or rhythm, he should just back off. Or take music lessons. However, if he is, by any chance, actually capable of singing a whole 3 minute song without cracking a glass or being completely off-tune, he might just be suffering a rather unfair situation.

Think about it. Yes, meeuuu is ugly, fat, and his stereo slightly does resemble a lunchbox (let's not blame the maker, here). But what if, underneath all that autotune, the guy can actually sing? Maybe... just maybe, it is the organization of the music or the writing of the lyrics that he needs to practice. And come on, doesn't everyone make mistakes? Especially, since he is an amateur, he is definitely justified in messing up. 

Now, one of meeuuu_sick98's haters posts a link to this meme:

I personally enjoy Lady Gaga's music, AND Lennon's songs. But suppose Lady Gaga reads this meme and decides 'Hey you know what? I'm gonna start singing like Lennon so these people don't hate me!' But will that work? No.. that's pretty much like asking Snape to become a belly dancer. People would, in fact, hate her even more. I can almost hear muzeekfoeveriii screaming "DO YOUR OWN THING HOE" 

So what do I have to say about this meme?

1) Lady Gaga performs music for a completely different genre. Her music is different, her style is different, and people are completely entitled to their opinions. You can't possibly compare the upbeat LoveGame to John Lennon's Imagine. She is just a little different, and why is it that when someone does something differently, people mostly hate on them? Okay, so you probably don't like Lady Gaga that much, but you can't say that she can't sing because odds are, she could probably reach notes that are 50 times below your lowest note. 

2) Since when did people start squeezing meanings out of everything in life? That cup is placed 60 degrees eastward, facing 18% surface area of the sun. What is the meaning of that? You blinked twice in a row. What does that mean?

Honestly, I think you should just admit that there are some things that DON'T have meanings. Perhaps Lady Gaga paid more attention to the music than the lyrics, and maybe her aim was to create fun, upbeat music that everyone can fistpump to. Perhaps that is just like how Lennon along with Yoko Ono sang "Give Peace a Chance" to protest against war. 

Now, again, I know what you're thinking. Yeah so Lennon protests against wars while Gaga raids the disco. Maybe you could rephrase that to say that maybe Gaga entertains, and creates music to which you slam your booties to chill after a hard day. It may not seem as important as Lennon's motives, but it is definitely a start at taking different perspectives on those we are hating on.

Another case I'd like to take: Eminem is the only true rapper. He raps about life, unlike other rappers concerned with drugs, sex and money. 

I saw a page like this somewhere, and trust me, I had Liked that page too, once. But now I realize the blunder.

I love Snoop Dogg, is there something wrong with me? Do you see me as a pink-haired, dilated eyed girl scrubbing chewing gum off her shoes? For chrissake! I enjoy listening to Snoop Dogg because he is fun to listen to! And omg, you should listen to this song-

                                      

When I first heard this song, I couldn't understand A SINGLE WORD. Nope, what, your girlfriend had a sugar stick and now she is fat? And now you want her to dance so she loses weight?

The point is, NONE OF THAT MATTERS. I don't care about your girlfriend's weight-loss strategies, and neither do I care about the possible double meaning of sugar stick. All I care about is the music. And when I hear it, I forget about all my worries in the world and just let go! 

After a deep, introspective session of listening to a bunch of classics, isn't this exactly the sort of thing that you would want? To blow all your thoughts inside a balloon and just let it go so it makes that funny fart sound??? 

You walk around wearing big environment-friendly shirts and Yoda masks claiming to be the "true" music lover, well your comments on meeuuu's video would explain it all! Music is not something that can be defined in terms of genres, or lyrics, or tunes, or whatever. It is a sound that evokes some kind of a feeling in you. It is something that you hear and makes sense to your brain, whether in terms of lyrics, or autotune. I love all kinds and types of music, and I'm proud to say that yes, I do have some One Direction in my iPod. I'm not gonna sit and whine like an old lady of how this world has become hopeless. In fact, I think this world has become even more amazing, enlightening us with a whole bunch of varieties. It is good to find people experimenting and trying new things.

I could sit here and talk about each and every artist and make this blog post as long as my cousin brother's lungi, but I won't do that. I'll just remind you that the time you spend seeking Justin Bieber's videos just so you can type hate comments on them and receive about half a million likes, can instead be spent on seeking your favorite singer's videos, enjoying them, and receiving likes for a compliment that you may type for them. Oh, and uh, if you still shudder like a freakin earthquake everytime you listen to a song you hate, well here's a wacky idea- why don't you just NOT listen to that song? You can still choose which songs you want to listen to, you know. -.-

People, I tell you.

Aah, I'm exhausted.

Hope I have made you think in some way!

Peace (Y) 

When you can't sleep....

So before I start my blabbering, let me just enlighten you by erasing your doubts concerning my blog's new look, yes, I gave my blog a makeover. For those who don't care and trying to convince me that the applause I just heard was actually the sound of you flushing the toilet.. well... <insert intimidating threat>

Anyhoo, summer is here. You know what that means. No.. not tap-dancing or graffiti-ing your country, those activities are subjective. I'm talking about messed up sleeping patterns. School's out, college's out, work's.. well, you can always take a leave, I guess? But the point is, one of the best things about summer vacations is none other than getting to sleep. There are some who stay up all night, and sleep throughout day, and there are some of us who sleep from 9am-10am, then again from 5pm-1am, or whatever wacky schedule you have organized for yourself.

But then there comes the one day you suddenly have to wake up before 2pm. Maybe you have to attend an important meeting discussing the banning of #hash#tags, maybe you're a plant and need sunshine for photosynthesis, or maybe you were just plain sick of those countless reprimands from your parents regarding your flattering sleeping habits. Either ways, some day or the other, you have to wake up early. So regretfully, you go to sleep at 10.

11 PM


"The dinner was pretty good."
"I should probably wax."
"Can't believe she is dating him."
"I should go shopping."
"Man, I miss my old school."
"I hate this pillow cover."
"Did a mosquito just bite me? Or was that an ant?"
"I should study more."

2 AM

"My AC sounds like a washing machine."
"Will I look good in dreadlocks?"
"Why can't I sleep?"
"I wonder what xyz is doing right now."
*slips into imaginary situation with xyz*

"Aah, I have such a terrible life!"
"I wanna go back in tiiime"
"That Brampton girl was unbelievably racist"
"What if I get leukemia?"
"omgg i had a headache yesterday... that's a symptom"
"That reminds me. I need to look up 'asymptote' or some word like that... I saw it somewhere"
"Why doesn't he/she like me?!!!?!"
"Not all atheists are scientists"
"My physsics teacher had a tattoo omgg"
"MIND- SHUT UP! I WANT TO SLEp. sLeeeeeeeep. im soo slepey "
"I sholud dowlnoad msic"

3:21 AM

"this stupdi pillow is ruinig my lfie"
"IO WANT OT BE A BEAARS SO I HIBERNEATE"
"i... i'm gonna pop some scashh.... huntinn... come up... i look incrediBUL im in this bigass coat"
"Peeeh, pe pe, pepepepe PE!!!!! Kaun banega crorepati!!!!"
"I'm so useless. I can't do the split/"
"sugar.... nee neeed sugar"

"Crap. I need to pee."
"No, I should probabkblyt hold it or i may feel like peeing every night at thtihis time"
"what if I were elastic"
"omgg!!" *replays scene from Scary Movie 3 in head*
"ccccccccccollege. no, i don't need to think about thaat"

4:47 AM


"What ..si happegnin?! the beds getting vertical...."
"the apocalypse is here..!"
"har ghadi... badal rahi hain"
"frrrrr frr pigeon frrrr frrr"

6:00 AM

"o"
...

When I was in the 5th grade, our teachers had asked us to bring a scroll of paper from home with our new year resolutions written on it, and make it as pretty as possible. So I sat down with some paint and scribbled "I will improve my Sleeping Habits" in big letters and brought it to school. The teacher put all our resolutions up on the board and we vowed to follow them. However, it's been around 7 years and my sleeping habits haven't improved, unfortunately. They have gotten worse, I think.
Oh well. 

Lalalalalong.

I have a new page now. Read : FAQ

You're shocked. You're amazed. You're awed. You're disgusted. You're regijwrgiuwhrbgipjgweog.

There have been changes, there are updates. I'm awesome because I planned all of this and updated my blog just in time for the new year. Well, at least it's new year in India right now.

First things first.

I've been waa-itin' a lalalala long long time. It's new yearz, babez! New year and a good time HEY!

I don't know why, but my blog just neeeds that song right now. Yes, it is a "new year", and it's allegedly "new", but I don't feel renewed or awesome or anything right now. Just slightly exhilarated. Last year, I partied. This year, I sat home and watched TV while chowing on a chocolate mini-cake. Things have lazed down, you could say. Perhaps the fast-paced-ness of 2012 slowed me down in 2013. Perhaps I hadn't anticipated this moment, because the world was supposed to end. Perhaps the year in which I'd turn 17 doesn't really deserve a warm welcome. Perhaps I turn more and more rational day by day. Hard to find motives, but this time, I just didn't do anything special. But that's okay.

You may, or may not have noticed that my blog has undergone a change.

It used to look like this-

And noww-

The font. The color. The background color. The background image. And lookie there! Is this possible?! Could this be real?

   

 That's right. I have a new page. Checkitout!

So I followed the footsteps of the world's awesomest bloggers and came up with a FAQ page of my own! It  comprises of questions and doubts that are totally askable and common and I sure hope that any questions/comments/concerns/doubts that you may or may not have about my blog will be cleared with the reading of that single awesome page of mine. I'm beaming like a proud parent now, aren't I? 

And let me just say one more thing. I have changed the whole look of my blog, and it is possible that your browser may occasionally be a bore and not allow to show my blog in its original font. In that case, you should hit refresh to see the actual font, or just revel in the awesomeness of the (vapid) comic sans font. 

And once again, wherever you live, whatever time it may be, I assume the new year has begun for you. Personally, I feel that even if the year may be new, I'm still as old and same as ever. Haha. But seriously, loads of cool things have happened this year. I met so many new people who have deeply impacted my life, I started this awesome blog of mine, and well, I did manage to change a bit, because well, a little change is inevitable. I did lose myself in nostalgia during that change, however managed to surface again. So yeah, that's the personal perspective, in case you were wondering. I'm gonna go sleep now. Sotired.

Is the music still playing? I've been waitin' a lalalala long a lalalala long long long, time! ha, feisty now; 

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,