So much to do.. So little time.

Hiya fellas!
Haven't posted in a while. Apologies, apologies. Boards (Stupid exams) are over and I AM BACK.
11th was supposed to be a pressure free year but it certainly isn't turning out to be what I had expected. I had it all planned, you know. (well, not exactly. My planning involved partying my butt off.) But seriously, now there's  this 'choose your career' pressure! I don't know what I want! Heck, I can't choose between two flavors of ice cream! (I'm a libran.) I'm scared and worried. It feels like the year is going by too fast! Theres so much I want to do! Learn Spanish, bag pack Europe, Learn how to drive (pathetic, I know.), make a movie etc etc. The list is long. There is so much I want to do!
Here is a list of 5 things I want to do before I graduate high school (Or die, whichever happens first.)

MY BUCKET LIST
-A comprehensive list of  things yours truly wants to do before she dies/graduates high school.

1) Learn Spanish
Well, me no habla espanol as of now. But I do so desperately want to learn! I love the language. I love the country. I love the people. I'd love to study there as well. Hopefully, by the end of this year, me habla espanol! (Weird? I know.)

2) Scuba dive a summer away.
I really, really, really want to spend an entire summer scuba diving in some of the best locations. I know that the possibility of that happening are next to impossible but I do want it more than anything else! I know this seems too 'zindagi na milegi dobara', but I've wanted to do this since before the movie came out.

3) Swim with Manta rays.
I don't feel like explaining this one. Google it.

4) Use a cliff as a diving board and the ocean as a swimming pool.
I was about to write 'jump off a cliff' as my title but I understand that that can convey a wrong message so I didn't.
So anyway, I'd love to jump down from a cliff. I've seen people do it and seems like a lot of fun. Of course I wouldn't want the cliff to be toooo high. Most certainly not as high as the one in the picture. Maybe four feet less than that. Ahhh... Someday.

5) La Tomatina festival. (Okay, this is 'zindagi na milegi dobara' inspired.)
If you haven't seen zindagi na milegi dobara (SERIOUSLY?), this happens in Spain, sorta like holi but with tomatoes.
I MEAN HOW COOL IS THAT?

Okay, thats all I can remember for now. 

More soon,

Signing off, 

xoxo

Loony Lovegood. (Oh no I didn't.)

Oh yes, I did.                                                                                  

Life is short.

Hiya fellas!
OK if you've read my previous posts you must think I'm really really shallow, eh?
I am, a little. Everyone is, right?
But a few days ago I read about a girl named Alice Pyne. She has terminal cancer. She's been fighting cancer for four years now and her condition is getting worse by the day. It's sad because there is so much she wants to do with her life.
So, she has created a bucket list- things she wants to do before she dies.
She's 15.
http://alicepyne.blogspot.com/
Support her.

So anyway,
Whiskey lullaby is a song by Brad Paisley. Just listen to it. If you don't have tears in your eyes after listening to it, you're a heartless jackass... or a boy.

You know, all this has made me realize that life is short and everything will not always be perfect. But, as long as you have a little bit of hope, you can keep going.
That doesn't mean I'll not  be  shallow any more. I will, just a little less.
Lets face it, all of us have at some point said to one/all of our friends:
"What the hell is up with her hair?"
But seriously, who cares about making their hair look perfect when their are millions of children out there who have lost theirs because of chemo and what not.
So just be thankful that you're lucky enough to be reading this because you have eyes. Be thankful.
After all, clouds do have shapes.

Signing off...

Muggle and proud.

I don't believe in titles.

Yo peeps!

I have spent the last hour going through the Barnes and Noble website and now, know the name + author of every single book written for teens. Ever.

'Tis true.

I found some quite interesting novels which yes, I will illegally download from the internet.

I know, I know. Its legal. Someone worked hard for it. Blah blah blah. Yada yada yada.

But. I have good reason. 

I do, really. I just don't want to bore you guys with that long long reason.

Really.

Have I mentioned I have C.S.D. ?

Compulsive singing disorder. Were you born yesterday? 

All I do is sing all day. Sing sing sing. 

'coz- 

a) I like. 

b) It annoys my brother. 

 If you don't like to sing you need a check up from the neck up.

I was recently IMing this guy who stopped replying. I like to think that he got intimidated by my superior intelligence. High school guys are totally aflabajabawickiewoo in the head, if you know what I mean. 

Speaking of high school, the teachers. Some of them are so cool. But some, its like they have an anal dwelling butt monkey.

Continuing. I found this website which has some really cool stuff. Like:

Supposedly true signs from around the world:

In a Tokyo Hotel:
Is forbidden to steal hotel towels please. If you are not a person to do such thing, please not to read notice.

In a Paris hotel elevator:
Please leave your values at the front desk.

Outside a Hong Kong tailor shop:
Ladies may have a fit upstairs.

In a Bangkok temple:
It is forbidden to enter a woman even a foreigner if dressed as a man.

In a Budapest zoo:
Please do not feed the animals. If you have any suitable food, give it to the guard on duty.

In an Acapulco hotel:
The manager has personally passed all the water served here.

Thats all folks.

Signing off,

The boy (read girl) who lived.

Hola chicas/chicos!

I'm officially a tenth grader now. W00t w00t!

It feels good to be almost 16. (Unlike a certain friend of mine who you will notice I have mentioned in quite a few posts.)

Moving on. I saw kick-ass a couple of days ago and KICK-ASS it was.

Whats in a name? 

Well, in your face Shakespeare.

Readers, you have to watch it. Absolutely. Ab-so-lute-lay! 

Enough movie talk.

Our final result was given out today in school.

Did the sluts cry. Yes they did!

Were the nerds full of joy. Indeed. (No, I'm not British)

And what about us normal ones? The non-nerds, anti sluts..... I'll tell you, we PARTIED! 

OK, fine. Will party.

Going back to the sluts. 

What do they look like? Are those shades fake or real? Is that nose real? Is that a wig or natural hair? 

Some questions should be left unanswered.....

How many of you have brothers?

If you do, then you'll know how annoying it is to have a brother. (If you're a girl.)( If you're a boy.... Well, I'm not a boy, don't ask me.)

Younger brothers, you can deal with. Elder brothers, well, not so much.

Never, I repeat, never listen to all that 'elder brothers look out for their sisters' crap.

It ain't true. They just make your life hell. (Fine! They help you sometimes. But, most of the time, they just make your life hell.)

I'm running out of things to say.

Cool facts:

A pregnant goldfish is called a twit.

More than 50% of the people in the world have never made or received a telephone call.

If you keep your eyes open by force, they will pop out.

The "sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick" is said to be the toughest tongue twister in the English language.

If you sneeze too hard, you can fracture a rib. If you try to suppress a sneeze, you can rupture a blood vessel in your head or neck and die.

If the government has no knowledge of aliens, then why does Title 14, Section 1211 of the Code of Federal Regulations, implemented on July 16, 1969, make it illegal for U.S. citizens to have any contact with extraterrestrials or their vehicles?

That'll be it then..

Signing off..

The chosen one. 

I'f you're not shallow, please don't read my blog.

Well, I haven't posted in a while. Apologies, my bad, so sorry blah blah.
Anyway, life's been a little busy lately. Tests and school drama.

Speaking of school drama, something really funny happened the other day.

So I'm there, sitting with my friends, laughing, talking, all the usual stuff.
"Frigging get a life!"
Only, she ( We don't mention names.) didn't say frigging (teehee.)
Whoops I smell a cat fight.
Apparently, yours truly has a strong nose.
So there's pushing and pulling, clawing and scratching, hollering and hooting.
So the question is... is it high school or a wrestling match? Or perhaps a boxing ring?
sigh...
I guess this will be the end of it then. Big test tomorrow.
Until I have something actually interesting to write,
signing off...
Undesirable no. 1.



Quote(s) of the post.
"It is hard to convince a high-school student that he will encounter a lot of problems more difficult than those of algebra and geometry."  ~Edgar W. Howe


“If I'm back here at a reunion in twenty years talking about how wonderful high school was, just shoot me.  Bringing Rain (2003)– Ori Swords (Larisa Oleynik)


“I bet in high school, everyone made somebody's life hell"
Romy and Michelle's high school reunion – Michele Weinberger (Lisa Kudrow)

So... I've spent the last couple of hours staring at the computer screen hoping I'd find a geography project topic.

Yes, I did not find one.
So much for the internet..
I'm so bugged right now all I want to do is plop myself in front of the TV with a bag of chips... Paradise. But, I'm not giving up so easily! No I am not.
This god forsaken project was due a couple of weeks ago. (Fine, fine.. I know) But I have good reason. I fell ill! For a whole month. What was I supposed to do? Make a working model while I had a thermometer sticking out of my mouth? So you see my point, right?
So now I'm going to school on Monday after a month, hoping that my teacher will accept my project without causing much drama. (Though I doubt that.)
Who knows, maybe the puppy dog face still works?
Well back to work then..
Signing off..
You know who.(I told you.)

P.S. For those of you who didn't get the last line of my post, please refer to my first post titled 'The beginning'}

The beginning.

Yes. I'm dramatic. Always have been, always will be. 'The beginning' is the title of my first ever post. Remember this day people. REMEMBER. You probably can see why the title of my post is 'The beginning'. Its my first post ever. (Thats for all you slow ones out there, like a certain friend of mine.) I probably don't have any followers yet  but I am counting on that, I quote 'certain friend' to read this post soon. Well I guess thats it for my first post. I'll hit the sack now.
Signing off..
The one who must not be named. (Yes, I am a Harry Potter junkie.)