Tuesday, 13 September 2011


What wonderful weather. It's been raining nonstop since last night. It only just stopped now. school was cancelled, which I was immensely happy about. i still haven't finished my physics homework, despite the added holiday. But that's because the man gave us SIXTY questions. I cannot do sixty physics questions in one go, especially not at home with the rain outside. I attempted two, out of which one I didn't understand. I also ate pakoras. yum.
This rain thing is really weird for september though, and there was SO much destruction, and the streets are completely flooded. 

The weather is nice and cool right now, but i just went to take a shower, and it was SO COLD, i waited for 20 minutes for the water to warm up a bit but it never did, so i just dumped to ice cold water on my head. It was awful. My brain is now numb due to the coldness.

I also (finally) watched Bol, and I cried and i cried and I cried, and I felt really light after it ended. it was such a wonderful movie and I've been wanting to watch a crying movie for a really long time now. I love crying movies. Seriously, if you haven't seen it, you must go watch it.
It is movies like Bol and Khuda Kay Liyey that make up for the disaster that is the Pakistani film industry.

Ooh this reminds me of a forwarded text message that i had gotten:
Lollywood ending of Titanic:
Shan swims on to shore dragging Meera with one hand and the Titanic with the other.

It made me laugh.

I started writing a story on fictionpress, which was a really bad idea, because it's the only thing running through my mind right now and when i talk to people I start thinking what one of the characters would reply, or think "that sounds like something this character would say!" and i really want to write another chapter but i won't let myself because it will be bad for me, and i have four tests this week and all the uni applications to worry about. I am such a stupid.

Everything is ulta.
I thought it was the 8th, but my computer tells me it's the 13th. This means i have way fewer days than i thought to complete the forms and hand them in by the deadlines.
I also am completely bamboozled by the Common-app forms. Why does America have to make everything so difficult?

The A1s have officially infiltrated the school. Its awful cuz now there are so many people it makes it hard for anyone to even move around. They are everywhere, taking up space and clogging up arteries. I bump into a minimum of ten people a day.

I have come to the conclusion that I will never be able to drive. I had joined a driving school, where this woman would come to my house in her battered up bechara sa old car, and she would take me out in the middle of traffic and tell me to drive. I was always in the far left lane though.
I got the hang of driving in that car cuz the clutch kept getting stuck, so the car didn't stop sudden;y if i let it go to early. I tried driving in my dad's car afterwards but it kept stopping.
I'm sure i could figure out how to drive properly if i practiced, though.
but that's not the reason i won't ever be able to drive properly. the main reason is my dunderheadedness.
whenever i drive on a long stretch f road without traffic, or if i'm stuck in traffic and not moving, I eventually get bored and start looking at billboards, and eventually get lost in another imaginary world with pixies and fairies, and then suddenly the driving instructor grabs the wheel or brakes(it's a good thing she has brakes on her side of the car too ) and I remember i'm supposed to be looking at where i'm going.
My biggest fear is what would happen if i was driving at night on fourteenth august or 12th Rabi-ul-Awal, with all the lights and stuff everywhere.

My birthday is in a few days. I have no desire to turn eighteen. i love being seventeen. it's the best age ever. not that i have lived long enough to be making a fair judgement on that.
If i turn eighteen, i have to get my ID card, and i officially get my learners permit, and eventually my drivers license,  and i could buy alcoholic drinks in some countries(not that i would) and i would also be able to vote. again, not that I would, but still, the pressure's there ya know? And most importantly, if i turn 18, I'll legally be an adult.

Notice that I said "if."
I don't intend on turning 18 anytime soon. I'm going to run away to Neverland and never come back. I've already memorized the address, it's easy enough.
"Second to the right and straight on till morning."
I can't wait to meet Peter, we're gonna be best friends, and he's gonna teach me how to sword fight, too.

And best of all, I won't have to deal with this college nonsense, or the first years, or the a levels, or the SAT, or  my friends nagging me to have a birthday party when i don't want one.

So if you don't hear from me again, it's because Neverland doesn't have computers.

 I laughed about this for ages after i saw it. Whenever I would think about it i had to try to contain my giggles so people wouldn't look at me strangely. I don't know why. Maybe it's the added fact that I understand something math related that makes it so funny for me.


  1. even em 17 indeed this ones a gr8 age
    and get set going for the form formalities
    and i too think the same abt driving that i cannot ever in my life even touch a vehicle but i am more interested in 2 wheelers..!

  2. I wouldn't worry TOO much about driving, just when people are around that age when they can start getting their learner's license, it can become a sort of social 'be-all end-all' situation where everyone seems to think it's a staus symbol. Sad but true.

    Driving can be a lot of fun, but it can also be dangerous as hell when you think about it. That was my problem at first; I thought too much about it. I ended up mindf**king myself and freaking out and stuff and it just was not fun at all. Then I had a crash and that kinda threw me off my game for close to a year.

    But then I bought my own car and I feel safe in it, you know? And now I LOVE driving. Just gotta always remember to always be observant and be in control, because so much can go so wrong so quickly.

    And on that cheerful note, I do hope that you'll enjoy your 18th, when it comes.

    Take care, kiddo.

  3. Reading your blog after so so long!!

    Han!!!, The rainy season is so much fun and trouble in some cases. But I enjoyed it. I bathed the entire night and had a fever on Tuesday morning.

    *Smug look*

    Mark my words,
    "Driving is a skill which women can never master".

    *Mean look*

    It's okay that after 18 I can drive (legally) buy and purchase properties, smoke and have sex (As if my parents would approve,huh).

    But still 17 is the BEST age to be. So DON'T you dare to go to Never-Land alone. Take me with you. ^_^

    And we'll take a computer along with us.

    LOL. Cheers.
    Have a Great Pakora-filled-Week!

  4. Dearest, loveliest, awesomest Ulti Pulti :D.

    It was your birthday. I hope you had a good day (even if you didn't want to do much), and I sincerely pray that your days are full of happiness and all things nice.

    Driving can be fun. But don't worry about it. Hopefully you'll manage to learn to concentrate :P. If not. Drink Red Bull, it'll give you wings and then you can fly! You wouldn't have to worry about crashing into things. Apart from maybe pigeons.

    I want to go neverland toooo! Take me with theee.

    And remember to keep smiling!

  5. EEEEp ,neverland wala concept sounds interesting,take me along you :)
    You have such a colorful blog..following u..

  6. I think you must be one of the few girls who enjoys trigonometric humour. Belated birthday greeting, Miss.

  7. I just realised I never replied to these comments. I don't think anyone will read this now, but i will reply anyway, because I am procrastinating.

    suvaiba fatima ahmed: I miss 17 now :(
    two wheelers? as in motorbikes? That's way cool. :D

    Ash: I knoww, but I really really WANT to drive, and be able to go places without worrying about tiring my parents. even though a part of me know I'd be too scared to drive alone at night anyway.
    Oh my god. you had a car crash? That's awful? were you badly hurt?
    Did you survive? <- How stupid does it make me sound if I say that that question actually popped into my head when i first read your comment?
    pay attention and patiently observe I cannot. sigh.

    HBL: Your comment made me gasp. dramatic indian dranay wala. Hai, how mean!

    I couldn't find the star! Also, you never gave me your address from which to pick you up on the way. There I was all dressed in Peter-esque clothes, with my rucksack over my shoulder, and i was stupidly roaming the streets looking for your house. I had needed your help to find the fairy dust and the right star, too! In the end i had to give up and go home :(

    Nas: Thankyouuu <3 It really wasn't that bad of a birthday. I tend to over dramatize things in my head sometimes.
    sigh. I wish I could fly.
    hey! you live close to where Wendy lived! think you could get me some fairy dust? Then we could all go together. :D

    Maham: Doesn't it?
    thankyouu :)

    Gorilla Bananas: Triangles are one of my favourite shapes. I don't like circles too much though. They make my head spin with their never-endingness. Thankyou :D