Really cute video..

3 more to go...

Make that - one. Just science left. English? Hehe ;)
And which other subject was left? Don't care.

So while coming back from school today...I was thinking...about --stuff.

Flashback! Exactly 2 years back...I was maybe crying, getting angry..at myself..when for the first time...I saw what life is.

She came to me and said," Asmi...dunno what was wrong with us. You aren't just worth fighting over." Huh? What was that supposed to mean? My two very best friends used to fight over me!

Hey c'mon, I'm not that good. Not good at all. And I didn't tell them to fight. Gosh...
The next day...they gathered up some people...me against them. Senseless shit. That was that. The Fight.

Everything ended.

Everything couldn't ever be normal again but after such a long time, we pretend. It's easy to pretend.

Today, in the bus, as I saw them together...PEACE. It would've been better if we hadn't ever met. Some people can be so shallow.

So please, shit happens, but you don't have to believe everything people say. It's hard to see friends breaking up. I learnt what some people are. Not everyone is though. Still some people keep fighting over me, but anyway they've got better things to do. They aren't obsessed. Thanks a lot for that.

It was their fight, but I won. So you see...friends aren't everything. YOU are everything. There isn't anything like 'Friends Forever'...it's only you who's gonna be with you. And you have to win the fight, even if you don't...you win.

4 more to go...

Haha...I still can't understand what was so difficult about today's paper. Funny. It was the easiest Sst paper I ever saw...the studying paid off, I guess. I haven't ever learnt so much altogether in one day, like yesterday. Phew.

Next one's French. Nothing much to study. I kinda know all the stuff already.

So... Equus , according to Wikipedia, is a play by Peter Shaffer written in 1973, telling the story of a psychiatrist who attempts to treat a young man who has pathological sexual fascination with horses. What say?

Daniel Radcliffe - Alan Strang - The Young Man

Unbelievable.

A little something from the article -
"Delving into Strang's tormented mind causes Dysart(the psychiatrist) to confront his own spiritual atrophy, the result of a modern consumer culture that tolerates only enervated conformity. Dysart reflects: "That boy has known a passion more ferocious than I have felt in any second of my life. And let me tell you something: I envy it. ... I watch [my wife]...night after night—a woman I haven't kissed in six years— and he stands in the dark for an hour, sucking the sweat off his god's hairy cheek!"

"Equus is to be restaged in 2007 with Richard Griffiths and Daniel Radcliffe in the leading roles. The play will be directed by Thea Sharrock, and it is to open in London in February 2007 at the Gielgud Theatre. The casting of Radcliffe, still associated with films intended for general audiences, has caused some minor controversy, since the role of Alan Strang will require him to appear naked on stage."

Now that we've heard.

Born To Be Wild

I'm alive. I did it...yay! Math's over. You have no idea how happy I am. I feel so good.

Listen to 'Born To Be Wild' first...I gotta go..

Demonized

This is the first time I'm doing something like this...writing two entries a day. Sounds like fun though.

So this book's by Christopher Fowler. Yeah right, you've heard this name somewhere but you really haven't read any book by him...I mean...if you read books. Dark fiction - Seventeen short stories. Not exactly horror, just something like it. Most are just almost everyday situations which can turn scary, or more than just scary.

I don't want to write about all the stories, just maybe 'coz it could spoil it if you wanted to read it. Haha. That was a joke, I know you don't read.

My personal favourite was 'Hop'...reminds you of some horror movies. And I'm getting scared right here, while writing this stuff. Well go on, read the book. I can't get myself to write anymore, though I want to.

Um...something else now please. Yeah, like on the last day of school..our English teacher said, "Children please, take English seriously and don't just study it on the day before the exam." How true, but my Maths teacher needed to say that to me if she didn't want yet another 'bad paper'.
Sad...it ain't gettin any better now.

I've told you already, maths isn't made for me. It's not as if I hate my teacher. She's nice. Not her fault that she can't be strict with me. I just don't give her a chance. Everytime I think that I should really start studying Maths, I think about writing. Writing anything. My brain's always worked this way. Something wrong, right? Right.

Like I'm writing this right now, whatever I feel like. That's what I'm supposed to do. And you keep on reading it. Well, don't you have any other work to do? Anyway, time to go...and maybe I'll even write for the third time today. If I feel like and yeah, I know you'll read that too.

Exams

First exam tomorrow--Maths!

I guess it's better I don't start talkin about that subject...'coz I really don't know anything about it. Simply not meant for me.

Then I have Sst, French, Science, English and then finally Computer on 23rd.

So...we'll be sitting with class 11 and I still don't know who my partner's gonna be. Really scared. What if that person's a real genius...PCM too. And we have Math tomorrow, but you see if I was a normal, ordinary, outspoken, outgoing, nice kid...I would've asked my partner the questions I didn't know. But now, that isn't possible...hello, this is ME!

And by any chance, if someone of class 11's reading this puh-leeze tell my partner to be a lil helpful and help me in Maths. Sob. And if you're my parter, you rock!

I did say all this rubbish but there IS kinda a chance...that someone nice reads this stuff. Dunno what'll happen to me. I know, I never learn.

And...nothin much actually. Ciao!

Uh-huh

I still can't really understand why fake people are liked by everyone. What is it in them that's not in the others...the other real people. People with work. Real work to do...

I guess everyone has something to achieve in their life. But what about the plastic people? The fake persons, with a plastic smile, a plastic mind, which in no way works properly. They're there just to live for themselves. No heart. Things could've been better with them not interfering with others' lives.

I know you have no idea what I'm talking about. And even if you do, you don't know exactly WHO am i talking about...and you better not.

Shit happens, everytime. There is no need to be jealous of anyone just 'coz they're better. Better, in others' eyes...the emotionally blind people. The ones who just see the cover of the book and they simply have no intention to read the book. Pretty huh? Go, get a life!

Things have never been so bad. Never. Never have I really thought about this. Now that I have, I have it typed down right here... and it ain't going anywhere now.