SHRINKing

YouGeneration.
It sounded really cool....
Until I saw the song-choice playlist.

There were songs like I Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Houston and Girls Just Wanna Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper and that Alicia Keys song that I can't remember...
They are so OLD. And so WEIRD.
Why would ANYONE want to sing those to get noticed???
It's humiliating in unimaginable levels...
So clearly I'm not auditioning :)

So today was a holiday cuz we had Open Day at school.... I still had to go though :'(
Anyway, I bought two books on the way back. Numbers by Rachel Ward and Ask Me No Questions by Marina Budhos. I started reading the latter on the way back... It seems pretty cool :)

Anyway... So lately I've made a realization...
I'm growing up.
Right. I should be more specific.

The thing is... I've noticed how lately I've become an advice-giver and a bit of a peace-keeper... I've changed so much... For the good... And for the bad :( :p
But hey, there's always room for improvement, right? :D
I never really possessed an inner peace or a deep-felt need to see other people happy.... But recently...
Stuff changed, and now people actually talk to me!!! And I give my own illogical emotionally-stunted advice and pray to some natural force somewhere that it doesn't backfire... And they don't come and carve out my heart with butter knives.... :O
I listen to people's woes and listen to them talk until they choke... Then I ask them if they need a hug... (I'm not a very huggy person)... And eventually, they'll work out a solution on their own... !
The strangeness of the whole thing is, I LIKE being the universal shrink :O :D
What the hell right? :p

Now, I have to return to studying English... A four chapter test tomorrow!!! UGH.
There is this one chapter called  A Doctor's Journal Entry on August 6th, 1945.
If you haven't already guessed... It's a first-hand journal entry of the nuclear bomb attack on Hiroshima.
It's.... Spine-chilling.... Seriously... Try reading it.... Oh gosh... :O

Alvida,

Squish...

Ohhhh CRAP i forgot about the picture thing!!! This is, I think, the 31st post.... Sowweeee :) but  I don't have any nice pictures of myself :)
Maybe next time :p
To make up for my stupidity.... :D

"When you have a friend who makes you feel better about being alive, just by giving you a hug, you know that you're alive for a reason."

"We are all a little weird. 

And life's a little weird.

And when we find someone whose weirdness is

Compatible to ours,

We fall in mutual weirdness

And call it Love."

     -Dr. Suess 

And finally, one of my favorites....... *drum roll*

Wow... I'm never letting go of that miniature group of friends of mine... They really must love me :) <3<3

Now hopefully leaving you with happy thoughts in your head..... Byeeeeee :) :)

The Less Evolved Lot.... :p

Remember when I said in my last to last post 'Welcome to the City of Angels' (with several more As) that I'd write on a seemingly very pressing issue in these modern times?
Being the scatter-brained idiot that I am... I forgot.... But today my post's gonna be all bout..... Boys. With a capital B.
So I guess this is far more relatable to girls than boys.... Since Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus... :p Don't get me wrong though... I totally support gay rights.... I just wanted to use that catchy little phrase ;)
So. Boys.

Well, personally I think they're all stupid. Okaaaaaay maybe not all.... But mostly.The thing is that you have to be really lucky in life to get a smart, vaguely cute, sensitive, witty guy who also happens to love you. And I mean REALLY FREAKING LUCKY here.
You may have wondered why I never have spoken about guys on this blog... Well, I go to an all-female school and the place I live is full of jackasses, not boys. Oh wait, boys ARE jackasses. Sorry dudes but this part is mainly anti-guy, so you might wanna skip a few paragraphs down to where things pick up a little :p
Yeah, so guys exist to be dull, thick-skinned, low self-esteemed warts who just.... Fine. I'll be fair. Now since writing essay-like is destroying this post.... I'll List!!! <3

How To Know You Like A Guy.

1) Every time he's mentioned you will look up from whatever you're doing. Or at least smile into the book you're reading or the dishes you're scrubbing.

2) Instant jealousy if he even mentions the name of another girl.

3) That insane need to slaughter someone when this guy is teased with someone who is not you.

4) Dreaming of the dress you would wear to your first date with him even if he doesn't know you exist.

5) Replaying all the things you said to one another recently in your head and wincing at all the times you could have said something cooler.

6) If you're me, then insecurity overload around the guy.

So that's a few common things we females feel around The Dream Guy... Because I'm a weird creature who has intimacy issues... I do certain strange things... Now many of you peeps out there may feel the same... If you do PLEASE comment below to make me feel a bit better about myself.... :)

The Horrifically Lame Things I Do When I'm Around A Guy I Like

1) Look at the floor.... Study every grain, every stone, every dust particle, every design on every tile until I'm a Floor-Specialist.... Or whatever.

2) Avoid the Person. (How daft is that?? I mean I'm trying to get the moron to notice me and I'm hurrying to get to the elevators before him so that I don't have to be in there with him. How stupid am I.

3) Making way too many Harry Potter, Grey's Anatomy, Sherlock, Doctor Who, Percy Jackson, Hunger Games, The Mortal Instruments etc etc etc references while talking to him. Seriously.

4) Trying not to blink. ( I have no idea in HELL why I do that... I blink a bit less ANYWAY and to compound it, I make an effort to not blink.... I mean most people bat their eyelashes or whatever)

And several other things that I can't remember :p

Then there is that problem of a guy liking you but you can't stand the guy. Now there was a guy like this I knew who everyone said liked me. And  kinda think he did too. But I didn't like him. I mean... EUGH. We were just friends and I was totally okay with how things were. So my next little table is gonna be on how to stop the guy from liking you. You may say, "HE likes me, I don't like HIM. So why bother? Let him rot," NO. That is evil. If he really likes you and then you start dating someone else, it'll be really Flippin Painful for him. DON'T do this. He'll be left hurting and after he gets over it, he'll start resenting your existence. You don't want that. If you're still like "You gives a s***?" Whoa man, I dunno what you're made of :p :D
Side Note: APHRODITE'S DAUGHTER!!!!
Back on course.... So if you have a shred of humanity in you.... Make sure this guy knows how you feel!!!

How To Get a Guy To Stop Liking You.

1) Play the Wild Card. Take a dive and go all "It's great being just friends so in case you like me, I want you to know that I never want to be anything other than how we are," Of course most guys are gonna deny liking you and then you're gonna feel embarrassed for about five days... But it'll pass. Plus, you got that thought out in the open, right? SILVER LININGS PEOPLE!!!!!!

2) Hint subtly... But not very subtly because guys can be bafflingly blind :p

3) Ask someone to tell him. Preferably a good friend who'll not twist anything you said.

That's all that comes to mind immediately. :) I would recommend Suggestion#2 because it's something you have control over. #1 isn't for a person who doesn't like surprises and humiliations. If you're gutsy and ready to take on the "NoIneverlikedyouinthatwayareyoucompletelynuts? then go ahead!!! Have fun!! # 3 is a bit... cruel... I mean the guy will be left hurt that you didn't speak to him yourself and will feel all "What-the-hell?" about it... which is a really crappy feeling...

I'm getting a bit talking about boys because that's all that people seem to do.... Especially at school.
Plus my friend's coming over for pizza in a few minutes... So I should go pick off the bottles of acrylic paint littering the floor in my room. Or at least attempt. :D

Song Choice/s of the day: Way in the World, No Interest, Stay Out by Nina Nesbitt.

Omg you HAVE to watch the video of Everything Has Changed!!! It's b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l  :D

Also...  I bet everyone's seen Selena Gomez's Come and Get It by now... The music video is ridiculous but the song is kinda nice... It's a bit strange. But i like strange :) :p Plus it has some snippets of lovely Indian music that sound really really great.... It's like a cool cultural merger... I dunno... But she looks like she's wearing really bright ripped up curtains in the video... I mean seriously?? Who wears stuff like that?? :p
Don't get me wrong I still like Sel it's just that the funkiness went a bit.... Overboard here :D

PS: I thought, since Teenage Posts are pretty cool... I'd end with one every now and then... to add a teenage-y air to it all :)

Stuck

Sowwee for not writing for so many years.... But I was in a parallel universe. Don't worry. I'm back. With a fatal obsession with Doctor Who. I want to live in the Tardis and outwit the living embodiment of Satan. I also think David Tennant is the sexiest man alive and that he should rule over us all. Also, I cannot accept Matt Smith as the new Doctor just yet. It'll take some time... Allons-y!!!! :p
So a lot of things have not happened since we last met in 300 BC. OKAY!!! I'll be normal!!! :D
Well. I'm buried under precarious amounts of homework. It's crazy!! My teachers are all insane. Anyway... Let's turn our back on homework for just these few precious minutes and think deep philosophical thoughts...
So last time, I showed you around Mumbai a bit... Today, I wanna talk about The Future.
Do you remember me going on about being concerned about my future? So instead of just SAYING that... I thought I'd discuss it...
So I am trying to choose between two TREMENDOUSLY different fields...

1. Surgery. Now at first I thought it was just the Grey's Anatomy phase of my life and that eventually it'll pass and the idea of going to medical school will be as unappealing as it always seemed... :p But then I've been thinking about being a surgeon for over two years now... :O So the question is, is it just a phase? Or has Grey's Anatomy struck a part of me I never noticed existed. Now I am not afraid of blood and insides of people. I LOVE watching Christina Yang crack open the chest cavity to trace an unknown bleed. It doesn't gross me out like I thought it would.... In fact.... I like it. I still remember the time when a kid in my building fell and there was literally blood EVERYWHERE. I really don't want to sound like I'm seeking praise here, but I did manage to stop the bleeding, and reduce the swelling on my own.... And it was such a high. I was only about 11.... So I didn't know much... But I did manage... :) And it had been great fun ordering the other kids to get cotton and ice and towels while I instructed the kid who was hurt... But there is that ever-present problem. Surgery means hard work. INCREDIBLY tough and hard work. And I am the most LAZY person ever. I procrastinate all the time. Surgeons are not like that. Surgeons can't put things off and forget and waste time like I do... And yes I know I'm only in the 9th and there are so many years left but Hey! Before you know it... I'll be tearing my hair wondering why i didn't figure it out earlier. (Cuz I PROCRASTINATE) :P So that. Plus Medical School is the wastage of FIVE precious years of one's life... :'(

2. Then there's the vague direction I want my life to go.... A writer+singer+stage actress+artist... But the thing is.... Being recognized in these sectors is REALLY tough. When you train to be a surgeon... You have a fixed goal. Also, if I don't get famous and if people don't like my work... I'm screwed :( I want have any cash, I'll be disheartened.... Being the glass-half-empty person that I am... I focus on the things that go wrong first before I look at the goods :p So let's be positive. If I did get recognized.... I would have to be REALLY BLOODY brilliant to keep it up and try to rise... Being famous is seriously tough. When I look at myself, I feel so untrained. No singing lessons, no guitar lessons, no influence whatsoever and primarily, NO confidence. Well... There is some confidence, but it takes a lot of persuading, counseling and caffeine to go ahead. I always want to sing... I just don't want to get insistent and annoying... Okay. I make no sense. But the thing is... Writing, acting, singing... They come to me so much easier than studying Physiology. I mean, on an average day I'd much rather sing, or read a book, or write a couple chapters, or paint, than study about the Human Digestive System. Come on. Obviously. But there's this part of me that's just DYING to peer into a human body cavity and check out the organs.... :p I know, I know. I'm gross and you're starting to get a bit scared. I don't KNOW!!!!! :'( :'( I'm so confuuuuuuuuuused.

I started writing this post in the morning and have been writing throughout the day!! :O That's how lazy I've become :'( So I really don't know what else to write about. Next time's post shall be on an issue every girl seems to be tearing her hair about... I'll delve into it... Okay? For now... I'm gonna go feel miserable :p

Alvida,
Squish.