Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Goodbye 2008..

So,just about 8 more hours for '08 to end. Here's how I would sum up this year.

2008 began amidst acute anxiety. I remember going home and studying till about 2 AM on 1st Jan,08. That how the first quarter of the year went. Nothing but books,telephone conversations,6-hour-a-day sleep,full-on abusing of that Ashok guy. Xth was fun in its own immature,innocent,gullible and emotional way. I know it sounds funny and weird but I really wont mind living my Xth grade all over again.

As the second quarter began,our plans of not bothering to even open our book, for another year came down crashing on us. Science came as a blow and so did the UTs. Bleh. We enjoyed anyway. April was fun. Lots of fun. And then,ta-ta-da,my oh-so-sweet 16th! One crajee day that was.What followed that was the Xth standard result. Turned out to be pretty okay,I guess.[Except,of course,English. :l I hate CBSE.] Just when the joy cum grief of this was being overcome,came a dear friend's father's transfer and she left. Left.Just like that.

The third quarter began with the reopening of school after the summer break. Science hit again. The taunts/reminders/warnings/furious stares of stupid Science teachers only worsened each day. The obstinate us,however,refused to even plan a change. School was as great as ever. Certain inevitable unwelcome elements continued to hover,though. Then followed the devastating Terms.Disastrous. Yet,overcome and forgotten,we moved on.

The fourth quarter was undoubtedly the best. Doing what I enjoy doing the most: Photography,vellapanti,writing,blogging,exploring Delhi,making random videos,not studying,etc. :D


One word for '08, varied.Goodbye. :)

A very Happy 2009 to all of you. Do not forget to live it up! :D

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Blah.

Everyday schedule for the past 4 days:

9:00 AM: Wake up.

9:30 AM: Go online.

11:30 AM: Have breakfast,while at the computer table.

2:30 PM:Get up for lunch because a very frustrated Mum refuses to serve it at the computer table.

4:30 PM: Get up to stretch a leg or two.

4:31 PM: Get back to the computer table.

6:00 PM: Mum and bro's anger at peak. Tell them I'm just winding up stuff and switching it off.

6:30 PM :Still online,'winding up'.

7:00 PM:Finally switch it off. And go...study?
F.R.I.E.N.D.S! :D

8:OO PM:Telephonic time! Ring up one of 'em[who,without exception,is always Aanchal] and spend another hour of bliss.

9:OO PM: Dinner.

And uninterrupted texting till 10:00 PM.
[Interrupted had been going on the whole day]

10:00 PM : Sheets. :(

Off to sleep when extremely sad and tired. :l

And yeah,I am a Sciencee who,in a way, has been flunking throughout the year.
And you ask me what I am busy doing? Secret. ;)

P.S: My 3 month ban on shopping finally got lifted today. So just had to post. :)

Monday, December 22, 2008

"I dont care,I'll still wait for him."

Monday, December 8, 2008

Scenes.

One car.
Four people.
One long road.
Miles to go.

Two friends.
Few F.R.I.E.N.D.S,one Lay's.
3 hours.
Ceaseless laughter.

One tiring day.
Two beings.
Two shoulders.
Blissful sleep.

One letter.
Four pages.
A million emotions,
Thus conveyed.

Three girls.
One laptop.
One movie.
The beginning.

One book.
Two different pages.
Two tilted heads.
Rest forgotten.

One table.
Four,in all.
Two,sixteen.
An air of freedom.

One sofa.
Three maniacs.
Zero minds.
The craziest day.

One window.
One,laughing.
One,sobbing.
Love,snatched.


P.S:My blog turned two on the 4th! :D

Friday, November 28, 2008

Fear.

Fear.
  • Of the UTs next week.Of flunking them.
  • Of not being able to meet her.
  • Of flunking XIth too.
  • Of not making it.
  • Of terrorism.
  • Of loss.
  • Of not living upto it.
  • Of not making it there.
  • Of not getting a job.
  • Of being a useless burden.
  • Of not having anyone left.
  • Of not having a good time.
  • Of not living it fully.
  • Of seeing them cry.
  • Of not having them till the end.
And yes,its a 'bleh' post. :l

Saturday, November 22, 2008

That Girl

She comes.She talks.She smiles.She laughs.She supports.She taunts.She makes fun.She laughs again.She walks.She jumps.She poses.She clicks.She abuses.She praises.She bitches.She hugs.She slaps.She shares.She refuses.She's sarcastic.She's straight.She writes.She reads.She's honest.She lies.

She does everything that to anyone may seem normal.But the truth lies in the fact that she's been pretending.Pretending to hide the tremendous pain of the terrible loss.


P.S:Yes,its you.