Mocks are done 
Finals start on the 29th of Feb, and will finish on the 27th of March.
Spent all of yesterday after my last mock with my friends . Went for lunch to Cafe Masala – the buffet is great!
Right now, I’m listening to “Believe” by The Bravery for like the bazillionth time today. And I’m finally going to watch “Om Shanti Om” in a couple of minutes.
It’s a few days respite before I hit the books (again).
Ah why can’t March 27th come sooner!
(04:19:18 PM) me: you are just confused
(04:19:25 PM) me: as to why he’s doing this
(04:19:28 PM) me: and that hurts
(04:19:35 PM) me: because you thought you understood the way he ticks
(04:19:50 PM) me: and besides smart women don’t like 2 year olds
(04:21:51 PM) friend: true true true
(04:21:57 PM) friend: i thought he was different.
(04:22:00 PM) me: ah
(04:22:02 PM) me: that line
(04:22:05 PM) me:
(04:22:18 PM) friend: yes.
The number of times I’ve heard the “I thought he was different” line. And the number of times I have thought it myself. Always said in resigned anguish.Accompanied by a little sigh and a hopeful gaze thats hoping the other person will say “but he is”.
But he never is!
Or is he?
Brrr it’s cold!
Anyway so I’m looking at my last two days of school . Time seems to be flying quickly, with all of us quietly (ok actually not so quietly) absorbing every possible moment left with each other. Without doubt, these past two years have been my best at this school. I learned that with a great bunch of friends, even the dreariest of times are livened up. My class, consisting of 20 girls and 2 guys.. well we all had our trying times. Heartbreaks galore, but we had each others shoulder’s to cry on and that made everything seem better. A lot of my friends tell me that I’ve changed a lot since I first met them, and it’s true. I was the “non-hugger”, the “non poser for pictures” . Look at recent pictures of me, and you can tell that has definitely changed!
The senti stuff is going to pour out, but I’ll save it for Thursday..
So there I was..
Volunteer at Foss.in/2007 ! Finally !
When the date is set for the taking of pictures for the Year Book and your classmates start bringing their cameras to school to capture every possible moment left …
You know the end is coming.
I lost my phone.
Apologize (Timbaland feat. One Republic) and With Me (Sum 41) are the current favourites.
Sometimes friends who might have faded into oblivion have a way of walking back and picking up not quite where they left off.. and it’s a nice feeling
It is now the last-but-one-month. I can’t bear to think of saying goodbye to that lovely building!
There is something comforting about seeing a pond with goldfish in it.
I spent half an hour arguing with a bunch of friends over the pronunciation of the word ‘stupid’. I like Stu-PID. While some like saying StYUpid.
Also, the dog managed to lock us out last night for about 20 mins.
Don’t ask.
Sometimes its so easy to forget that the island that I live on is ,technically, in the middle of This Life. And that This Life includes Other People.
When the daylight’s gone and you’re on your own
And you need a friend just to be around
I will comfort you, I will take your hand
And I’ll pull you through, I will understand
And you know that
I’ll be at your side, there’s no need to worry
Together we’ll survive through the haste and hurry
I’ll be at your side
If you feel like you’re alone, and you’ve nowhere to turn
I’ll be at your side
If life’s standing still and your soul’s confused
And you cannot find what road to choose
If you make mistakes (make mistakes)
You can’t let me down (let me down)
I will still believe (still believe)
I will turn around
And you know that
I’ll be at your side, there’s no need to worry
Together we’ll survive through the haste and hurry
I’ll be at your side
If you feel like you’re alone, and you’ve nowhere to turn
I’ll be at your side
I’ll be at your side
I’ll be at your side
You know that
I’ll be at your side, there’s no need to worry
Together we’ll survive through the haste and hurry
I’ll be at your side
If you feel like you’re alone, you’ve got somewhere to go,
‘Cos I’m right there
I’ll be at your side, I’ll be right there for you
(Together we’ll survive) through the haste and hurry
I’ll be at your side
If you feel like you’re alone, you’ve got somewhere to go,
‘Cos I’m at your side
I’ll be right there for you
I’ll be right there for you, yeah
I’m right at your side
– At Your Side by The Corrs
It’s been one those week’s where everything that could possibly happen did!
Lets see..
Monday : Geetanjali Chitnis gets hit by a bike while crossing the road. Geetanjali Chitnis lies on the road for about 5 mins wondering “why didn’t my life flash before my eyes!?” before realizing that she is in fact alive. Yippee. So Geetanjali Chitnis picks herself up, and walks away. Nobody came to help. Nothing major happened, thankfully. Just some bruises on my ankle, calf and hip. Ouchie.
Tuesday: Nothing much happened, stayed at home because of afore mentioned incident.
Wednesday: Geetanjali Chitnis walks to bus stop wearing lovely white kurta and freshly washed jeans. Geetanjali Chitnis stands at bus stop, thinking “oooh its raining maybe wearing white wasn’t such a smart-” when WHOOSH! A car whizzes past, splashing yucky brown muddy puddle water on lovely white kurta and freshly washed jeans. Great. Geetanjali Chitnis also gets nicknamed “RoadKill” in school. Heh.
Wednesday on the way back from school: Geetanjali Chitnis is on her way home after a long, tiring day in school because of upcoming interschool fest. Geetanjali Chitnis is waiting to get home and change out of muddy clothes when the bus that Geetanjali Chitnis is on decides to break down in the middle of the Hebbal flyover. So Geetanjali Chitnis and three other girls on the bus get off the bus and wait at the side of the flyover for rescue cars to arrive, while the boys push the bus to the side of the flyover. While waiting, of course, Geetanjali Chitnis nearly gets run over by two buses and three bikes ( yes, I counted). This is so not my week.
Thursday and Friday were pretty much uneventful.
Saturday was a busy day because we had our fest. Busy busy day. But fun.
Sigh. What a week.