Tuesday, 27 December 2011


I am trapped like a rat in a cage.
No I'm not in the emo phase everyone seems to be in these days.
I really am stuck. Imprisoned. Trapped.
My sister, my dadi, my phupo and I were sleeping in dadi's room last night. and now the door won't open. It's stuck. Dadi wakes up super early, at like 4.30 to pray, and when she tried to leave at 6, she couldn't. Because the door won't open. And I couldn't sleep after that cuz everybody was banging on the door form the outside trying to get it open and It just wouldn't. And dadi and phupo were talking super loud. My sister managed to sleep through it all. The one day I sleep late at night this happens in the morning. Luckily, the laptop was lying in here.

The locksmith has been called and he will come at nine.

Oh, and I haven't written the essays. I just can't. I'm not going to college. I'll become a hermit. 

Friday, 23 December 2011

Time to write my essay.
I cannot procrastinate any longer.

Tuesday, 13 December 2011



I'm failing half my exams and just-passing the others but I don't care anymore.

I got my SAT score finally! I was stressing out about it so much that I couldn't concentrate on one word of physics, which i s probably the reason I had to leave half the paper.
Just as I was about to go to sleep I got a text message saying the cores were here and i was suddenly wide awake and I was so scared and i opened the computer as fast as I could but it took forever to on, and then the internet just had to choose that moment to be slow and it was absolute agony because they asked my to type in my password thrice and I forgot my username- which was my name- and then, FINALLY, the page opened. But the score was in separate parts for reading writing and math so i ran around the house like a headless chicken trying to find a calculator, which of course I couldn't find until I realised that the computer had a calculator in it so I ran back and calculated my score.
I got a 2100.

This was my face. Because i hadn't even studied until two weeks before.

The awful thing was that a few of my friends got really bad scores. one, who had been taking SAT classes for 3 months and who studied for it everyday in school, texted me her score, and then asked what i got. I felt so bad. I didn't know what to say.

I want to learn sign language.

Thursday, 1 December 2011

I'm failing.

I was bored with the title and I didn't like it. This is temporary. It looks funny to me.

This blog is the reason I am not studying. Actually, the whole of blogger is.
I wish I could deactivate my account like I can for Facebook. But Facebook's not the problem here.

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Bas. No more blogger till the thirteenth.
BAI :(

Added on 3 hours later:  You  have absolutely NO IDEA what it's like to stop yourself from going on Blogger and Fictionpress when the computer is open RIGHT THERE in front of you when you're so addicted to both, and your physics book is lying on your desk, taunting you.
This is part of my punishment, isn't it, God?