Sexism Ain't Cool

scream it from the top of buildings,

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About over a year ago, this boy from my class thought he was ending the battle of the sexes forever by making a very absurd statement, he said- "Boys are better than girls. Why else would the whole female population submit to centuries of oppression?"

But I'll Come Back

Sometimes I want to disappear.

Stormy Days

Before I leave you guys to read my poem, here's little backstory...

When i'm sad, I always always imagine a storm cloud on my head, this storm slowly spreads through my mood, and I feel like every time I speak to someone when i'm sad, i'm giving a bit of my storm to them, so most of the time I avoid speaking. As you are reading, you will notice that every line starts with the word that the previous line ends with, this is done to show that sadness slowly builds up on everything that one feels and it creates a chain reaction. This pattern is broken towards the end to show that I have decided to fight back. Hope you enjoy reading!

STORMY DAYS

One Year!

GUYS, GUYS, GUYS.

My baby aka this blog turns ONE today

Little Me

So, the other day (see also yesterday) I realised that I was (am) a very weird kid. How have I realised this you ask? Well two of my friends and I were walking and we somehow ended up talking about *drumroll* our childhood (Well more like pre-adolescence). Anyways that is when I realised that, none of my friends could relate to what I said and up until that moment I thought that everyone must've done the same things. But, apparently not. Anyways here's a list of, you guessed it...

Power Of Purpose

On some days I feel like I can't go on anymore, I constantly question the meaning of my life and ask myself if it's even worth working hard towards.

An Apology

Dear everyone that I've hurt,

Sometimes I don't really listen or care. Sometimes I'm so rude that I even surprise myself. I could say that I'm only human but that's like saying my dog ate my homework,

Lost

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Walls

*HOME OF MY THOUGHTS*

Don't we all subconsciously or consciously build emotional and mental barriers to keep people out?

I'll Miss You

* HOW LUCKY IAM TO HAVE SOMETHING THAT MAKES IT SO HARD TO SAY GOODBYE*

-Winnie The Pooh

It very very much hurts to say goodbye to the place that helped me grow and the people who made me who I am, and I cannot believe that it's over. I know for sure that I will get to meet new people and take the classes that I love but I also very much know that school (and life even) won't be the same, EVER. As I spend the last days of my tenth grade in my school (gosh I won't be able to say that after a few days), I really don't know what to feel...It's like a huge slurry of emotions, both good and bad. I love change and am very happy that I get to try something completely different, but also it feels horrible to even think about not being able to see my favourite people everyday.

I know I'm not one of the people that will cry on the last day and everyone will probably think that I am some emotionless rock but hey on the bright side- we do need people for consoling purposes?(yes we do). And I'll probably sound like the biggest hypocrite right now because I keep saying that school sucks and the people (well some) are hella fake, but It gives me immense pleasure to say that I have made very strong bonds with a few amazing people (you know who you are) and we have been keeping our head high during the gloomy days and thoroughly enjoying the extremely bright ones very persistently. In the span of 5 years that I have spent here, I have learnt to forgive and forget, I have learnt to help and most importantly- ask for help when it's needed.

Thank you for helping me grow and I hope I have helped you too. Thank you for all the smiles and laughter and bad puns, Thank you for being nice to me- I know I am difficult to deal with, Thank you for making my time here very real and genuine. Thank you for the numerous phone calls and random midnight rambling. Thank you for feeling so deeply for me (sometimes even more than I do). Thank you for trusting me and letting me solve your problems. Thank you for saving my life (quite literally) and bearing with my "jokes". But most of all, Thank you for loving me for who I am and letting me love you guys back. Thank you for making me realise how short and tiny I am like every two seconds, appreciate it.

PIZZA CUZ I DON'T DO HUGS

GOODBYE SCHOOL! AND HELLO NEW BEGINNINGS (AFTER EXAMS)!

Au Revoir 2016!

I just had to make a cliche end of the year blog post didn't I? Well, #YOLO(unless you're a Greek/Roman monster). So, leggo!

15 Things I Learnt At 15

In case ya didn't get the brief- IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!! *pops confetti in the background*

Take Two!

Heyy, I know I know long time no post, but what can I say? exams happened. Anyways here's some deep stuff (maybe)...
Call it what you may: another shot, one more opportunity, a do over....the synonyms are endless and second chances are too. After a period of thinking about second chances and forgiveness, I've come to realise that the most important people in my life

Problems? Problems.

Problems...
I think about them so much that the word has started to loose all of it's meaning. Seriously though, what even is a problem? Consider this for a moment...what you think of as a problem may not even be a big deal for someone else. Let's continue with more questions (yeah like a mini test, you're welcome)- Do people deal with problems in the same way? Do they experience the same amount of misery? How will you help your people deal with problems? (the answer is no because people are well, complicated).

That Was Me, The Good Friend...

I wanna try something different for this post so brace yourself. Basically, I'm gonna write an incident using this writing prompt from tumblr >

Sick Yet Again

Despite being a belonephobic person the one thing that I hate more than needles and sharp stuff is FALLING SICK. Oh, in case you're wondering yes, I am sick right now, and no, it's not anything "serious" (if you care :3).

Don't Say It.

Guysss Thank You soo much for 1000 views (aasdfghjkl) OMFG you guys are the best

Before jumping into the deep aspects of life that my post will hopefully be, let's take a moment to remember all the times that we have ignored someone when they needed us or told them to shut up (it will be useful in like 2 minutes, I promise).

Once Upon A Math Problem

Once upon a math problem I wrote the numbers 5, 11, 14, 16, 13, 10 on paper and they immediately sang to me. I don't know if it's the way I read them or what my mind had going on, but one thing's for sure: I got a poem out of it.

A Glance Down The Memory Lane

Today I was re-visiting the book "Fangirl" (which is one of my faves) and suddenly it hit me that almost nothing is same anymore since the first time I read the book, yeah there are a few constants but other than that nada...my life now is completely different and I don't know if it's for the better or worse.

Nothing Much Actually.

I know, I know the post title sounds a lot like the generic reply to one of those generic conversations that one has when they are not quite interested. But, there is a somewhat valid reason behind the title and bear with me till I get there.