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January 29 Note.She watches.
The guy she thinks she likes falling for her best friend, she watches as everyone she cares for, leaves her behind. She watches.
As her *brother*figure's almost being cheated on by her friend/ the love of his life. She watches, as those she trusts just break it.. over and over again.
She watches, as everyone chooses others over her, as all her friends use her when needed, and forget her otherwise.
She just watches, as she is forgotten.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
That's where she lies, broken inside. January 21 Not-So-Average.Life just seems to monotonous to be true.
EVERYday just goes by with no significance at all.
I wake up, go to school, read my book, get back go for french tution, get back home, come online, finish homework, watch TV, talk t'my friends and go to sleep.
Sad, I know. The life of a not-so-average teen seems to be becoming VERY average. That's an accurate term, that is, Average.
Take today, for example.
Number of arguements: 3, (If you don't like pink, that DOES NOT mean your not a girl, Rock music is the music that matters, WHY *I* don't ever give up in an arguement).
Number of Books Read/In Progress: 2.
Amount of studying: 1 hour, at french class.
Gossiping: 2 minutes, regarding some guys shirt.
Time Spent Reading: 2 hours, suprisingly, I didn't read today, Didn't read at all.
Canteen visits: None. I did not eat a thing today, yipeeeeeee!
Number of pictures taken: upteen. Isi bought her camera to school to take a few pictures of us and our classmates, 'cause she has only a few month left.
Time spent worrying about future: About 30 minutes.
Time spent dreaming: About 4 hours, maybe?
Time spent wasting time: The ENTIRE day.
Oh god, I am so boring.
I am doing NOTHING productive at all.
I just suck. I must be punished for being so insignificant.
I've *changed*. I don't belive that, but apparently, I have.
Misbah now seems to see "Sadness" in my eyes. She suggested that I eat an entire bar of chocolate. It *apparently* didn't work.
(Note ToSelf: MUST stop using the word "Apparently" so often, it'll stunt my language skills).
I really need to pull myself together, start doing something a little more productive.
In order to become more productive I must.
Yes, I MUST do this in order to do really well in my 11th Common Exams. Yes, I must. January 13 Signs..I think my teachers are finally on to me.
I spend most of my day in school, in class, only.. I tend to read my book rather than listen.. 'cause Sher Shah and his conquests are boring. Just down right slow and boring, not to mention stupid. I would much rather read my book. Unfortunately.. I do this in french too. My french teacher finally asked me the other day.. "I always see you concentrating in class, but your makrs aren't that good, WHAT ARE you reading".. I just stammered and stuttered about not knowing enough french and sucking at it, but, SHE'S ON TO ME!
+ She saw me carrying the huge book with me when I was leaving, (WHAT?! What can I possibly do if the book I'm reading happens to have 2000 pages?!) She flashed one of those.. EVIL Grins at me that almost reduced me to the size of a mouse ( I just had to shrink a coupla' inches, really). Oh, God.
Funny thing is, I'm not too worried, MOST of my teachers know that I err.. read. Espicially those who've confiscated my books, 'cause I was reading during class hours. They know that I'd rather read then involve myself in mindless gossip.
I'm in the Humanities group, meaning, I can read for hours in a day.. It's still annoying, hiding things. Why don't they just give us a few hours in a day.. JUST for reading. It's so much more fun then SPORTS, or-or LUNCH.
The Papyrus club that I was so pround about being a part of, is dead. Dead and rotting underneath some hug POPULAR website. *hmph*
It's almost like EVERYthing is setting itself for the 12th grade. I've seen too many signs.
Scary Signs that Year 12 of school is approaching.
1) All the teachers are ACTUALLY teaching and not letting us do whatever we want
2) I've had more tests this week than in any other week so far.
3) The papyrus clubs' dead.
4) No more reading during English class.
5) I studied. =|
^ from those signs, I tell you, I have only one month of the 11th left. *Cries*
Feb 11th is going to be the last day of the 11th, and I'm going to miss it.
I'm reaching the 12th. The last year of school. I'll hopefully go to NID, away from ym beloved Chennai.. I'll miss my friends!
I don't wanna' grow up so fast, I don't wanna', I DON'T WANNA'! *Cries more*
Okay, I'm fine now, come back.. Yes, you may come back now.
COME BACK NOW! DAMN IT!
Oh yickes.
I wanna' read my book now.. so, I shall go..
You can go away now..
Only one month of Happr school left.. *CRIES A LOT!*
January 09 My pathetic marks.Today was "Open House".
Today, parents were supposed to go to school, collect out report cards and papers, meet teachers (and Principal IF you failed) and generally find out about your childs pathetic existance as a student.
The good thing sbout Open house for those who do remotely well is that we have a holiday, those who didn't just get screamed at the entire day. *Shudder*
We reached there at 11:10, My mum, dad and me. (MY parents have made it priority to attend everyone of thses things TOGETHER)
Mum and dad were *slightly* late to the Principals lecture. Yes, yes.. they love subjecting the parents to hours of horrid speeches about their children and their /lack of/ respect/ responsibility/ awareness and so on..
While our parents are enjoying this bonding time with the principal, we get to sit in groups and shudder at the thought of the papers and almost die of panice wondering what teachers are going to say about us.
HOLD ON.
No, that was in my old school, no one really cares here. Our topic of discussion for today is.. "Guys who saved off their facial hair - do they look HOT or GAY".
Princies Speech:
*Insert part about 10th and 12th being most important years as childeren will be *appearing* for their board exams*
Parents don't seem to know what's happening in the lives of the children, we spend most of our time finding out where your children are.. ESPICIALLY the 11th and 9th.. Blaak blaahh.. *Yawn Yawn*
*Insert part about 90%ers and saddistic lives they lead*
partying too much, not bothered about education.. yada yada yada.. Taking away phones so that they study for 3 hours together.. blaah, poop.
MORE about partying and socialising too much.
*Insert part about parents not being responsible*
Underage driving, recent accident.. yada.. bleaugh!
*ends*
FINALY.
I've got to admit, I was getting very nervous 'cause I did pretty pathetic this term.. just couldn't concentrate.. I was a mess..
I didn't study for any of the exams, really.. ended up passing in all, atleast. *Phew*
We went upto class and when I finally got my report card, I flipped through and found my mark sheeting, I got .09% less than last time. =|
I did pretty okay, ACTually.
And the only negative /sort of/ thing the teacher had to say about me was that I was falling sick too often and I must do something about it.
Whereas a few of my classmates didn't do all that well.. -_-.
ANYway, I've gotten through another one of these pathetic situations with my head held.. err.. high?
I didn't do ALL that well, but I did okay..
Update: We have model exams during my Birthday. *cries*.
I love my school, really. :P January 03 LIGHTS! Cut 'em oouuut!Last Night.
*Messages all classmates*
"Hey, do we have school tomorrow? 'Cause we're the only group that doesn't have an exam"
Replies,
Adeeba: I dunno', We'll go.. it's better, don't you think?
Isi: I think we have school, I don't want to study Economics, Shrutttiii, help me!
Manjari: Eh?
Keya: I don't know, I'm confused!
Kavya: I think we do, hey, do you have your geography question paper? Can you bring it to school tomorrow, PLEASE?
Swati: I have NO clue. I have an exam.. I don't know 'bout you people.
Me: We're so well-informed, it makes me proud.
Viren: I don't want to study physics.. waaah! Vuvvii, what do I ddoo?
Me: Y'all are a REAL help, y'all are. really.
Swati: Okay, I need a favor, my ex-boyfriend wants to meet me in French loaf, I can't go alone, so, I'm taking Viren.
Me: Boyfriend and Ex, that sounds just perfect, it does. :P
Swati: Your coming with us.
Me: WHAT? No.
Swati: Please, please, PLEASE? I know I keep asking you for huge favors, but Viren will get all worked up and your the only one who can calm him down! PLEASE?
Me: It's my dad's birthday.. I..can't.. see.. I'll get bored!
Swati: For mmeee?
Me: FINE, woman, but you owe me BIG time. Your SURE I have school?
Swati: Yaaaa, you have school!
Me: Brillaint.
Today morning.. *yawn* *Fall asleep in the loo* *wake up, yawn*
Abhishek: Do we have school?
Yes, that's the smart person.
..In school..
Priyanka: Hey Shru! Happy new year.
Me: *Yawn* Can I just go home? *Yawn*
Priyanka: Dude, we're in school.. I guess we're just going to be hanging around.
Someone: Laya, did you cut your hair?
Me: Nope, It's that time of year, when I start shedding.
Someone else: I finished reading princess diaries yesterday!
Me: YAY! Your 12!
Shalini ma'am: What are the both of you doing here? You don't have school today!
Me: Brilliant! *Yawn*
Priyanka: We'll tell the others in our class.
Me: WE?
*She pulls me with her.. up three floors*
Me: Oh hello, everyone, we can go home.. lets go.. *Yawn*
Adeeba: Yay! Move it people!!
Swati: Hello!
Me: YOU! I will HURT you. You told me we have school, I have having such a fantastic dream.. it involve-
Swati: I knew it, I just really wanted you to come 'cause of French Loaf!
Viren: I'm failing!
Me: What's new? Btw, your haircut sucks.
Viren: Thanks.. *Disappears with Swati*
Priyanka: I am going to murder Abhishek, he told me to come to school and HE didn't turn up.
Me: *Yawn*, okkkaaay.
Me: okay, Y'all I'm going home now! Bye!
Varsha, Adeeba and Priyanka: We're coming ttooo!
*Downstairs waiting for our cars to come*
Arjun: Oi, where do we have to go for our exam?
Me: YOUR EXAMS STARTED! RUN! GO! HURRY! NOW!
Arjun: What? Where? WHEN?
Me: NOW! MOVE.. RUN!
Arjun: Where do I go?
Varsha: Third floor!
HOME.
*Blog, blog, blog, yawn, yawn, blog*
*Finally goes to bed*
Mum: Shruttttiii! Isabella just called me and asked me if you were alive, there was a bomb in your school.
Me: Eh? okay.. cool, good night.. WHAT?!
Mum: Call HER!
Me: Bomb? In our school? Seriously?
Isi: You came back! Good, I don't want you to die.
Me: *gulp*
Isi: Shaun told me, scary, no?
Me: WHY DO I MISS ALL THE COOL THINGS?!
Later.
Leena: THERE WAS A-
Me: Bomb in school, I know.. what about the exam?
Leena: Damnit! How do you know EVERYthing? Post poned, AGAIN.
Me: Yickes, that sucks. And, I will not reveal my sources.
Leena: Curse you, woman. But seriously, they just made us sit in the field and wait for our parents.
Me: Oh.
*Blogging again*
WHY do I miss all the cool moments?
I'm STILL sleepy.
*Yawn*
Happy Birthday, Dad!
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