Archive for January, 2006
So this happened a long time back. In the fateful year of 1998 when I was just 8 years old. I remember the day clearly. It was our first day in std. 3 and this pretty girl walked into my class. She was a bit taller than me , and a bit smarter.( Everything has changed now. I’m the one who is taller and smarter. 😉 ) She made her way through the columns of benches and chose a seat which was right at the back. I was entranced by her charm. For the first time I felt that girls could be nice. My earlier impression was that girls were snotty nosed cissies who spent most of their time playing dolls. This one was different.Whenever I would be near her , I would get nervous.I’d get this funny feeling in my stomach and I’d want to act cool.
As the year progressed my friendship with her became stronger and stronger. I had started feeling that I was in love. But there were rivals there too. I remember having removed three other boys to be her best friend. We started talking a lot. Mostly at lunch break. Very soon the class got to know of my fabled “love” for her and the news eventually reached her ears. She walked up to me and challenged me to tell the truth. Coward as I was then…. I lied. I told her that I didn’t love her ( if you could call that love ) and that I was just a friend. She reported the matter to our class-teacher and I was questioned in front of the entire class. I denied the whole thing and every minute I spent during those days , I hated her more and more. By the end of the year , the teacher had decided that I was “innocent” and I had realised that love when you were 8 yrs. old was much more trouble than it was worth. I grew out of it by the final exams and vowed not to fall in love until I get a good job with an obese salary.
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I dedicate this post to Chronotron , with whose help I was able to wave the white flag to mom and she waved the white flag for me. People will be glad to know that I finally decided on a revision schedule that was satisfactory for the both of us. I ended up studying 16 HOURS ( holy shit) a day. I don’t mind that one mind. On the other hand I like it because my mom no longer shouts at me and I can study in peace.
Now coming to my board preparation. I’m extremely serious about my CBSE board exams. If you are studying in a CBSE school you’ll know that it’s not a “WHAM BAM , thank you ma’am.” kind of exam. It’s a landmark in my career and I am determined to do well.Clinton said that I was a gift to the Earth. What I’d like to tell him is that every living being is a gift of God to this sad Earth. And his gift can only be cherished if you learn to respect the life that flourishes in living beings , no matter how small and insignificant it might be.
Nawbaw ponders a lot about god and religion. And he has made some really dramatic observations. check them out. This is all for now.
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Holy shit! Why did I have to get parents like them ? My mom is always screaming at me.She is forever engaged in finding faults with me. ” Why did you get 94% in maths?” , she screamed at me. “It’s still a lot mom”.,I screamed back. I have my board exams after a month and I planned to study in a particular manner, but all of a sudden my mom butts in and tells me what to study and when.
PLEEEEEEEEZ , I’m not a kid. But no she has to prove who’s boss. All I want tos say to her is mom FUCK OFF. But I can’t. My upbringing and conscience won’t allow me. I always have to swallow my rage and hatred and go on studying.My god I think I’ll burst if I don’t say this to someone.
Coming to dad. He’s always asking me to study. Whenever I take a little rest after my lunch , he butts in and says that when he was a kid he used to study 18 hrs a day. YEAH RIGHT and I’m a five legged alien.He stops me from eating to my heart’s fill saying that it’ll affect my studies. God when will this end.
Together , they are the most dangerous people in the world. Or so I feel. People please help me. What do I do now? How do I handle this situation?
DATE-SHEET SECONDARY SCHOOL EXAMINATION,2006
DAY,DATE AND TIME SUBJECT NAME AND SUB-CODE
Thursday,02nd March, 2006 10:30 AM
SOCIAL SCIENCE 087
Thursday,09th March, 2006 10:30 AM
Monday,13th March, 2006 10:30 AM
COMM. SANSKRIT 122
Monday,20th March, 2006 10:30 AM
SCIENCE & TECH. 086
SCI. & TECH W/O PR 090
Monday,27th March, 2006 10:30 AM
ENGLISH COMM. 101
ENGLISH LNG & LIT. 184
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One stupid guy ( a very good friend of mine) told me that a pimple was also called a ‘ zit ‘. What an idiot !A zit is a temporarily raised surface on the skin .Surprisingly he calls himself ‘zits’.Well, according to the definition , a pimple can be called as a zit. This little piece of wisdom was first introduced by my friend’s , friend’s ,cousin and this cousin got to know it from his friend. I tree to make a zit out of a pimple and after a few minutes of tension and banging my head against the monitor , I finally did it. Here’s how you get a zit from a pimple.
3.Sip ( 3 letters removed)
4.Zip / Sit
5.Zit / Zit.
Nice and easy does the trick. As I mentioned earlier , this friend of mine calls himself zits and I have a very good theory as to why…. He’s a really huge zit that’s growing on the backside of each of his friends and which is making settling down a real pain in the butt. Yo , Zits if you are reading this then don’t take it to heart , beacuse it’s a joke. But that doesn’t make you anything above an idiot. Yes , you are an idiot who is called an idiot by the world’s greatest idiots , namely , myself,Amlan,Siva and Thita. Oh no ,not Anil , he’s smart.Really smart.Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( 6 so far )
Finally , my pre-boards are over and so are my happy blogging days. Most of my fellow bloggers are neglecting me. Trix for one , is neglecting me and the only person who responds to my posts is Neurotic missy. I wish her great success in life. She has been a real supporter and has wished me luck for my exams. I dedicate this post to neurotic Missy because her good wishes helped me out. All of my papers were easy. I’ll get the highest in english ( as usual) and a rather good mark in Science and Social Studies. Maths is of cousre a cynch. As for my 2nd language , I expect a perfect score. Stunned ? No need to be. My 2nd lang is Sanskrit. An ancient Indian language which no-one uses anymore. The only thing that comes in the exams is a couple of comprehensions , some grammar , literature ( I cram all the answers ) and something else.
I was really nervous before my Social Sc. exam b’coz’ I hadn’t studied anything. but if Bill Gates could get an A in economics by just cramming on the day before his Economics exam , then so can I. Neurotic Missy , I shall forever be grateful to you.
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Yeah that’s right. my pre-board exams are in full steam and I’m not wasting a single moment. I’ll have that exam in my bag in no time. My English , Science and Social Science paper is over and I’ve only got my Maths and Language to worry about. ( If you would call maths a worry). I’ll be back to regular blogging and photo posting by the 12th of this month. So that’s all till then.
Asta la vista,
I’m a riddle geek and after scouting the internet for 3 seconds , I found this. It’s a cool site , full of dozens of riddles.
First of all a very happy new year to all my readers and everyone else on Earth. We have stepped into a new year with a lot of hopes , aspirations and expectations. I have my pre-board exams tomorrow so right now my head is buzzing with notes. Pre boards are a nuisance.I have a certain plan of revising for the board exams but all of a sudden this pre-board drops from the sky. My dad ,mom and brother went on a picnic yesterday but I had to stay behind and revise. (Sigh) I want to keep this post small b’coz I can’t spend too much time blogging , I have to revise for my exams. Wish me luck every one and