I’m Thinking…

That I should do so much stuff.

1. I should study.
I have physics homework. I have chemistry homework. English, math. What more? Oh yeah, all the practical notebooks to complete. Not to forget how I have a test or two next week, and the chemistry exam I still haven’t given is also scheduled for next week. That reminds me, I am done with the biology exam! I’ll probably get my results tomorrow, and I’m SO FUCKING NERVOUS!

2. I should prioritize my stuff out.
Even though I have notebook submissions to worry about, I’m reading fanfiction and dreaming about how I’d be so good at quidditch if I went to Hogwarts. If you’re wondering, I’d be a chaser on the Slytherin team.

3. I should not daydream.
Far more often than not, I’m daydreaming about when I’ll go to college, and how it’ll be slightly exciting.
That could not happen too, since it’s pretty difficult to get where I want to, so ugh.

4. Stop hatching evil and innovative schemes for murdering people I dislike.
I’ll give an example. There’s this girl I really, really dislike. She was okay before, but now has become all bitchy. It makes me mad. We’ve got this fight thingy going on.
So, anyway. She recently got new glasses, which suck big time. They’re like a navy frame, and they’re like… aviators. It looks so bad! So, anyway, aviators are like these big things, right? I said I’d break her glasses, and use a large shard of glass to kill her. Coincidentally, the day I came up with that… never gonna happen plan, we saw a ‘Dead Body Van’ pass the school. Wow, talk about Final Destination!
I think I should say this before someone takes this the wrong way: I am secretly a sniper.
Okay, jokes aside, I am just a really bored person. I don’t want to kill anyone. Please, relax.
But really, I can be a sniper. You know those carnival games where you gotta shoot like, pointed stuff out of rifles at balloons or something like that? I used to get bull’s eye every time!

5. Come up with a header for the site on my own.
But that’s gonna be tough! I shall try.

6. Stop trying to have a conversation with my ex boyfriend when he clearly doesn’t want to have one.
In my defence, he’s having fun at college, and I love hearing about his college. Also, he did want to remain friends after the not-so-mutual breakup, so I’m trying, but I guess whatevs. And, he was such great conversation. And, he was a Potterhead. I feel like that is enough. (He’s not dead, so why am I using past tense?)

7. Stop expanding on the list of things I want my sister to get me.
So, my sister lives in the USA, and she’s gonna be visiting after I don’t even know how much time. Like the sweet kid she is, she told me to tell her what she should get for me, and like the greedy little thing I am, I keep piling on more stuff to that imaginary list every time we have a conversation.
Also, more than half the list consists of candy.

8. Decorate my room.
My room still has pink curtains from the time I was in love with all things pink. And it’s slightly frightening now. I like black, so so much. And I like blue. Lots of shades of blue. But, that midnight blue shade is love.

9. Take a picture of the little action scene going on in my room.
Here!

Oh, how the mighty have fallen. The one who got bowed to, is now the one bowing.

The thing to the left is some trophy I won earlier this year. Ignore it. Also, the weird looking metallic thing is a model of done NASA shuttle my mum got when she visited the NASA thing. It ended up falling apart, and is now pretty much a war ruin.

10. Stop feeling so fucking low all the time.
It’s getting so insanely annoying. I can’t deal with this low self esteem stuff. I can’t deal with feeling so fucking inadequate all the time. AND I CAN’T DEAL WITH SPREADING NEGATIVITY SO I’LL JUST TELL YOU HOW WE HAVE A REALLY COOL PROJECT FOR WORK EXPERIENCE IN ENGLISH! WE HAVE TO COOK A FANCY THREE COURSE MEAL AND PLATE UP NICELY AND ALL AND WE’LL BE AWARDED MARKS FOR IT AND I’M GOING CRAZY AND I’M WRITING DOWN ALL THESE FANCY DISHES AND AARGH!
Also, I dearly hope I’m not asked to get the crockery and cutlery, because I’ll go all out and ask mum for her fancy crystal glasses, and fine bone china and all that, and I don’t want to bring them back in pieces.
It’s funny I’m talking about food and crockery already, because we haven’t even made our groups yet. Lol?

That’s all for this post, I hope it made you laugh. In case it didn’t, I’d like to point out that I had my earphones on while I wrote this, and that I was walking around my room, and that I even started dancing weirdly at some point.

Yes, so I’m going to take your leave now, in case I lose all of my dignity. 😂

Love,
Sky xoxo.

P.S.: We are gonna do titration tomorrow for chem practicals!

Sleepy.

(Warning: Post may contain PG-13 stuff. Read at your own risk. Kids, go sleep.)

Since I’m extremely sleepy and can’t sleep till three or four, I’m gonna try to stay u by writing stuff which will probably not make sense to anyone (especially me in the morning).

I’ve noticed that people in my school who’ve taken commerce and science are very different, even in appearance. Like, not appearance. Just differences in how they maintain them.

So on one hand, you have the commerce girls – always waxed, pretty hairstyles, not one hair out of place (unless you’re talking about non-head areas – in that case, no hair at all), um, what else?

Okay, whatever. Then the science girls – I think only three girls wax (or shave), people don’t care about their hair (seriously don’t), and even the guys have long nails because they forget to cut them.

Is this a coincidence? I think not.

(What am I even saying right now).

Then, all the homosexual jokes. (Not aimed at me, of course. The fact that JC and VV and I spend three fourths of the school day gushing over Christian Grey and alpha males only pays homage to this fact). I’m not sorry to say that they are extremely entertaining, because they certainly are. Especially when we were joking about AW, SJ, and GT having a threesome, and them not getting what JC, VV, DK, K, SRC, and me were laughing about.

Especially the bit where SJ asked SRC to open his mouth and he did and everybody went CRAZY! I lived up to my name (the drama queen, if anyone was wondering), and did a whole thing – walked backwards in shock, clapped a hand over my mouth, wide eyes and all, dropped to the floor; all the while crying about how I’ve been scarred for life.

What else? I mentioned JC, VV, and I gushing over guys in the paragraph above, didn’t I? I should expound on that.

So, for those of you who know, yay, but for those of you who don’t? Don’t worry when Sky’s studying biology! (Um…)

So, there’s this thing called Wattpad where people write stories. It’s fun. It consists of everything from fanfiction to original creations, and has a lot of genres.

Okay, so. The three of us read stories on there and discuss them at school. And well, the strong, dominating men are our favorite. And don’t forget possessive.

We also love Christian Grey. Well, JC and I do. VV hasn’t read Fifty Shades.

Um, what else? School’s pretty fun because we have such cool people. Recently, we’ve been playing volleyball – the entire class – because exam week and less people come to school, and it has been so much fun.

On Wednesday, AW and BA were shouting at each other while we played, and all JC and I could discuss was how the two alpha males were this close to pissing and marking their territory.

If anyone plays volleyball, there’s this play called ‘fingering’.

With the whole ‘alpha males going at it’ scenario, my mind had a field day. I corrupted JC too, and all we could do was laugh every time somebody mentioned the word.

BA was being super annoying though. I completely side with AW (and not just because me likes), but also because I got in a spat with him where my reply left him crippled (not really, I’m nice).

BA: You’re playing center, go in front!!!!!!!! (For the fifth time! He said the same thing so many times!)
Me: How much more space do you fucking want?
BA: GO IN FRONT! (He was playing mid defence, which was basically behind me.)
Me: *stomps ahead, pulls the net above head, walks in the other team’s area and turns to face the idiot) Is this good enough for your highness? *sickly sweet voice*
Everyone: *laughs and applauds*

Everyone was getting sick of his shit, I kid you not. Even I’m not this mercurial, and my mood swings are something else.

I don’t even know what this post was. If anyone went all omg what did I read, I warned you!

Love,
Sky xoxo.

P.S.: Weirdness knows no bounds at the moment.

English Writing.

HAHA, this is what we do at school in the writing and grammar period:

LOL

Pay some attention to the jingle!

Lolol

And the pictures! Look how the guy’s mood depends on the amount of strands of dead cells on his scalp!

Lololol

That ™ symbol… Maybe I should enter marketing? Basically because ads curated by yours truly are going to attract crowds like stores with 50-60% off sales attract women. 😂

That’s all for this post!

Love,
Sky xoxo.

P.S.: I’m hanging out here because no school tomorrow and no whatsapp and sigh.

P.P.S.: Gujarat is so interesting right now go Google and find out all about why my school’s closed for tomorrow, and why it was closed today and also why it was closed yesterday.