2014, you better be nice to me.

Hi guys! I know I've pretty much ditched this blog, and I'm truly very sorry. I'm not going to promise to keep updating it, because blogging has lost it's touch. It's not fun anymore, to put it in simpler words. I've enjoyed all of the time I spent on this blog, and who knows, maybe I might come back one day. But for now, the only thing I'm going to be posting on this blog is the birthday wishes, as I said I would. Today, however, I'm in a good mood so here I'm.

2013, for me, has been an extraordinary year that I don't think I'll ever forget. I've had the best times and sometimes, sad too. But that's kind of like obligatory, isn't it? There can't always be happiness without a bit of sadness. This year was amazing in every way and I do hope 2014 would be even better. I don't want this year to end, simply because I know life wouldn't be easy to deal with next year. There would be a lot of stress and mental pressure, I don't think there'd be time to even focus on some of life's happiness. But yeah, I hope it's as awesome as 2013 was.

The sports elation or whatever it was called, Prep III T, my vacation to London, random plans with friends, my birthday. Then Senior I, Chocolate's birthday,  and I don't know, everything's been quite awesome, honestly. I haven't even mentioned some of the great memories that I don't quite remember right now but anyway; back to the point. 2013 truly was an unforgettable year and every little moment spent was precious.

My life for now however, can be as boring as it can get. I have absolutely nothing to do, except studying. And that's what pretty much sucks, doesn't it? I mean, December was a hectic month, my exams were from 2nd, and I only got to know that about a week earlier. So I had to prepare for 8 subjects, in a week, may I add, and that too about 2 exams in a day! Pretty suckish, eh? Well, all's well that ends well. I gave my exams, and my result is alright, I guess. I got a C in Physics, but nobody cares about Physics, right? RIGHT?! I still can't believe there are people in this world that love Physics. I mean, it's completely useless! NO, I DON'T WANT TO BLOODY KNOW HOW TO CALCULATE THE DIAMETER OF ANY OBJECT OR WHY WEIGHT IS WEIGHT AND MASS IS MASS, JUST PLEASE SHUT UP.

Anyway. Right now what matters is that my first CIE is on 6th May, and I have to work harder, much harder than before. It isn't a piece of cake. So it's all study and no play for me, however I don't quite think I'll study as much as I should because y'know, laziness. And it's Winter! Who studies in Winters? Nobody, I tell you. Except some insane people, but I'm not insane, right? Or am I?

That's about it, I guess. I don't remember anything worth talking/blogging. So yeah. Happy vacations, fellow viewers! May the odds be ever in your favour.

P.S Did you guys watch Catching Fire? I didn't, but I'm planning too. I've heard it's pretty awesome. I'll be the judge of that.

BYE!
Marwa the awesomest blogger in the entire blog-overse.

I'm late, but here's to another year filled with us and our random talks.

It's weird how a year ago, I never imagined you'd be my best friend. I never imagined, talking to you, sitting next to you, slapping you, and then suddenly, being your best friend. I had no intention of it whatsoever, I just wanted someone to sit next too and you were the only choice. It's weird how, we're so different, yet we're always together, smiling at our lamest conversations and then insulting each other. Honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way. I don't regret the day I sat next to you, and I never will, that I know for sure.

It's like, my day is pretty much incomplete without talking to you. You add the 'wa' to my 'mar' and without you, I'm just 'mar' :( We've been best friends for a year, yet no one will be able to separate us. We've become so close in such a short time, now that I look back, I wonder what was life before you came. You add brightness to my day. If you're the sun, I'm the rain. We're total opposites. However, our pair, wait- scratch that, our triangle, (I shall never forget my other half, Maheen/Red.) is incomplete without anyone of us. You might be the boring-est person I've ever had the pleasure to talk too, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Point is, you complete me.

I'll like to add a shaer by the mahan, the great, Taher Shah, over here:
'Without you, I'm like a butterfly.' 
Acha, pata hai kuch zyada hi lame hogaya. But you get the point, don't you? Ap ke aur Maheen ke bagair zindagi bohat khaali khaali lagti hai. I love you guys to the moon and back.

Anyway, I already wrote a note for you 2 pages long, so I don't think there is a need for any more of my buttering. I don't mean a single a thing, acha? Sab jhoot hai. I hate you. Jaao bhaar mein.

I know you liked the super awesome fantastic marvellow surprise me and Maheen arranged for you. We wasted a lot of days and nights because of you, so we have every right to keep reminding you how much you owe us. Mazak kar rahi hoon, you know we love hate you. I would write more, but everything's already written in the letter I wrote for you and I think that's enough buttering for a day. I only wrote this post because you'd kill me if I didn't. So khush hojaao, bohat busy insaan hoon mein.

Hanso, jeeyo, gaao, muskuraao, kya pata kal ho na ho?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SABA THE DABBA! HAVE THE BESTEST YEAR WITH US!
(I'm late by a week and 3 days, but it's alright.) (Her birthday was on 24th October)
Allah Hafiz.
Marwa.

Lastly, a picture of us made by me, the future artist:

Tumharay baal thoray chotay banaye hain lekin chalay ga, haina? Aur Maheen ka naam kafi bara hai likh likh kar thak gaye tou Mahu hi sahi. Acha bye ab tang mat karna, please.

WHEN IT'S YOUR BEST FRIEND'S BIRTHDAY.

I remember looking at your for the first time, thinking you were someone who was from the foreign countries like U.K or the U.S.A; because of your fair complexion. Heck, everybody thought that. I thought you couldn't speak Urdu so I made up my mind, if we were to ever talk, I'd talk in English. We never crossed the same paths, so we never talked. I, for one, was quite shy and reserved, so I talked to less people and made less friends. Fate, however, had different plans in store. I remember crystal clear asking you to get up from the seat where I sat the day before, and you replying with, 'Someone sat in my seat, so I sat here.' I was confused for a minute and then our class teacher made me sit in the seat which was in front of you. We had turns, we'd change seats everyday, with students moving their seats to the row in front of them everyday. As I had weak eyesight, I had to sit in that particular seat everyday, so the the system wasn't working properly. Moving forward, the time came when it was your turn to sit beside me, and we talked. It was then when I realised how much we were alike, and thus, a new friendship began.

People tried to separate us, a lot. But we didn't. Here we are, 6 years later, best friends. I can't begin to describe how important you are to me, how much you mean to me. If there was one friend I could trust in the entire world, it'd be you, without a doubt. I don't trust people easily, but I know that even if I tell you my deepest, darkest secret, it'd only be between you and me. You helped me solve most of my problems and you were always there to make me laugh with your randomness; with your silly expressions. I laugh whenever I'm talking to you, and I love the conversations we have. How we switch from one topic to another randomly, starting from being drunk on milk or dancing unicorns. We both lived in a fairy tale, and we still do. You were always there when I felt like crying, a mystery unsolved. Above all, you never let me down.

From the conversations to our adventures of Agent M and R, to discussing our school lives, everything had been awesome. I can't recall a single conversation in which we were ever bored. I mess up our timings a lot, something I really need to work hard on. Point is, I'd never miss a day without talking to you/thinking about you. You have been the awesomest friend ever, with your tea addiction and anime addiction. People left, yet you never did. I can count on you, for everything. 

We've  been such close friends, people were jealous of our friendship. (Hint Hint Hint :P) We've had such great memories, which I'll truly cherish forever. I've never been excited for someone else on their birthday, yet here I'm, more excited than ever. The way you randomly found out that you were in fact born in 1998 and not in 1997 WAS AWESOME. I mean, you lived your life believing you were born in 1997, yet you never were. SO HA! I'M ELDER THAN YOU! :P

I guess this has been a long enough note, but I really really really do love you. We are seperated by a thousand miles, but we're forever close in hearts. Friends by heart, sisters by souls. (Cheesy, I know.) You understand me, and I understand you and we shall stay best friends; forever & always.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AGENT R/PADFOOT/OTHER NICKNAMES I MIGHT HAVE POSSIBLY GIVEN YOU. ROCK ON! YOU ARE MISSED! 

P.S Remember MARECCA? OhMyGosh, we were so weird, I hope our weirdness lasts forever. 

 P.P.S The Instagram paragraph is counted in this long note as well, I don't feel like repeating. 

Because, it's a special day today.

It has been 6 years, 6 years since I first shook your hand when you said, 'Will you be my friend?' That day was such a turning point in my life, I don't regret it at all. I think it was fate when we both were partner-less in the Computer lab and I decided to sit with you because I had no other choice. That day was the start of a friendship that I know will last forever. 

You've always been there for me, whenever I needed you, whenever I wanted someone to laugh with without a care in the world. People came and went by, but you never did. You stood by me, never getting mad at me for being rude to you. Every single thing you did, I loved it. You were someone who didn't care what others thought of you, something I wish I learnt then. Whenever I felt low and hated everybody, you'd come with a smile on your face and just say something which would lead to me bursting into laughter. Point is, I don't know where I'd be without you.

From the little drawing competitions we had, to hating Math together. From Pitajee jokes, to our little Harry Potter references in class. From our little talks about everything and anything to our laughs about you failing your tests. From our little plans in Grade 7th to steal all of the exams to us making Chinese names to stay undercover. From the epic scene when you told the correct Math answer when even the brightest student didn't know, to you being scared every Math teacher. We did everything together, we completed each other. There wasn't a single teacher that didn't pair us up together, and to be honest, it got pretty annoying at one point. It was always you and me, no one else. No one else could have a friendship like we did, full of laughs and weird things. If today, I'm slightly weird, it's because of the things you taught me. I'm glad I got to be your friend.

Me and you? We were like a package deal. One couldn't be friends with you without being friends with me. It was understood. That deal did change last year, but I don't care. I still remember telling every new friend of mine to be friends with you because I couldn't hang out with anyone without you. We both wore glasses, and were the same height. We were paired together to stand at the top between the boys in 4th Grade and even though I was pretty mad at that time, I'm glad I got to share that moment with you. We gave each other little things, cards, and sometimes pictures of dolls. You, will forever be a great artist to me. I loved every single drawing you made, and I remember being slightly jealous of your for that. Our little gossips, with you being a spy and telling me about everything. I've laughed so hard whenever I'm around you and now, I can't help but think what I'd do without you next year. I remember this girl, who made fun of you for stuttering and I remember I wanted to lash out at her for even saying such a thing. I wanted to point out all of her flaws, but I didn't. However, you never backed down. You never cared what they said and you were always YOU. 

I love you for always being the greatest friend, I have ever known. Thanks for existing and for always making me laugh. I'd like to end this small birthday wish with something your friend said,

'Hajira humsay tou baat karti hi nahi hai, lekin jaisay hi Marwa ke saath bethti hai, uski baatien khatam hi nahi hotin.' 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HAJIRA! ENJOY YOUR DAY TO THE FULLEST! 

P.s I'm elder than you. 

I don't know.

I'M REALLY SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING SOONER! I've tried, believe me I have, but I couldn't finish the post due to my laziness. And along with that, my schedule is so messed up since 2-3 days, I barely have the time to open my blog.

Well, I don't think I have anything to share. School's been okay, but with my friends, everything seems much better. I'm not going to say I hate it, but it is putting a lot of stress and pressure on us so I just really dislike it.

We get homeworks like everyday and being me, I pile all of it up and then do it on the weekend. So weekend is basically ruined. And now, our tests are going to start so I AM JUST REALLY MAD.

Oh, I am now going to a Tutor because I need help in some subjects. It's been 2 weeks there and I find it, not too bad. Everybody is a total stranger though, but I made a friend. She's nice, I guess. So, because of tutoring, my schedule is somewhat like this: 

GO TO SCHOOL.

COME BACK, GO TO SLEEP.

WAKE UP, GO FOR TUTORING.

COME BACK, AND DO YOUR HOMEWORK.

GO BACK TO SLEEP AGAIN.

Repeat.

I've been trying to fix it., but I'm me, so that's pretty much impossible. Other than that, I gave an interview for Prefect on like last Friday. The results were out yesterday and I didn't get selected. If you have been visiting my blog from the start, you might have seen the post where I wasn't selected as a Prefect last year. This time, though, I have no hard feelings whatsoever. Chocolate, however, was selected and I'm happy for her. (We all knew she'd get it. It was way too predictable.) CONGRATS CHOCOLATE!♥

ALSO, GOOD NEWS GUYS! THERE IS A HARRY POTTER SPIN OFF COMING SOON AND I'M SO EXCITED YOU ALL HAVE NO IDEA! J.K Rowling announced that the movie is based on the book 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to find them' which was written by her for the Wizarding Library. It's not an 8th book, it's an expansion of the Wizarding world. It happened about 76 years ago before Harry joined school. I'm just really glad it's happening. HA! to every single one of you who said the magic ended, because guess what? IT DIDN'T!

So that's it, I guess. I have decided that I won't be posting on my blog anymore except when there are birthdays of my friends. In that case, I'll write a long note. 

In my last blogpost I said I'd post the pictures of the gifts Chocolate and Red gave me, so here they are.

 Card made by Chocolate. 

 She gave my chocolates and she WRAPPED them. I ate them so this is the wrappings and stuff.

Gift by Red. The mug was inside the box. :D

ALRIGHT, BYE! HOPE TO SEE YOU SOON! 

..FINALLY A SENIOR!

WOOHOO! PARTY TIME!..Uh, no. 

Our school started two days ago, and it wasn't even remotely close to what I expected. Our class was on the 3rd floor, which by the way, is the top floor. Last year, the seniors had their classes on ground floor—which is pretty unfair. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HARD IT IS TO CARRY MY SUPER HEAVY BAG TO THE TOP FLOOR?! DO YOU?! IT IS EXHAUSTING!

Anyway, my day turned out to be fine, I guess. We didn't know exactly which classroom we had so we were a bit confused, going from one class to another with our heavy bags and then, after a few minutes, found our exact class. We exchanged our hello's and hi's, and it felt good to meet my best friends after a month or so. After chit-chatting for a while, we realized that no teacher had come to teach us/introduce themselves to us. An hour passed, yet no teacher. Our headmaster then came and told us a bit about the benefits of being a senior and the sacrifices we needed to make as a senior. He then taught us Math, and it was soon Physics class, which was okay-ish—since I don't really like Physics as a subject.

We had our lunch next, and there was confusion everywhere since the timings were mismatched, I guess. The juniors were still buying their lunch, and there was a lot of hassle, but I made my way through.

We had our English and Islamiat classes next. I personally liked the English teacher, and I'm looking forward to his classes. He knows how to make a subject fun, unlike some teachers. The last class was Urdu, but since our teacher was sick and didn't come to school, we had a free instead. We talked and stuff, like we usually do.

Right now, the biggest of my worries is how to carry my heavy bag to the top floor. I'm thinking of asking someone else to do it for me. (I'm kidding, okay. I know I have to do it by myself which MAKES ME MAD!)  Also, Chocolate and Red gave me my late-birthday gifts. Chocolate gave me this really pretty card, and gave me my favourite chocolate, KITKAT! Best thing ever. And Red gave me this mug, which had a pretty cool box, by the way. I loved it as well. I gave them the gifts I bought for them from London, and I hope the like them. (They claim that they do.) 

ANYWAY, I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE WEEKEND BECAUSE I'M TIRED OF SCHOOL ALREADY! OKAY BYE! 

Ps. I'll post the pictures of my birthday gifts in my next blogpost, which will probably be in a day or two. 

-Marwa

Last Day.

As I walked inside the bedroom, to make sure everything was kept away—I realised, we were leaving. We were actually leaving. Leaving London, leaving our brother, it felt like a dream. Even though when we first arrived, I hadn't come to terms with the fact that we had left Pakistan and were in London. I didn't want to admit it, but I would miss bhai. He was annoying—yes. He made fun of me—yes, but at the same time he made us laugh, and our family was complete when we were with him, after such a long time.
Time came to finally leave the apartment, and us—sisters left the place to go to Kings College's Library with the rest of the family since we had an hour till the cab came. We didn't check out the library, instead we sat at a place near the cafe, to pass the time. (YES, I KNOW. A LIBRARY WITH A CAFE?! OHMYGOD!)

Soon bhai came, to tell us that the cab was going to come and we should probably go back. We did and sure enough, the cab was there. After our luggage was kept inside, we realised that we were one seat short. It was kind of like this, 2 seats in the front, Driver and passenger. 5 seats in the back. One of the seat was occupied by the luggage. Now, if we were in Pakistan, it wouldn't have been a problem because my little sister could sit with us in the middle. But the driver was kharoos, (I don't know how to translate this word, let's just say he said rude) and said 'NO' when we suggested the idea. So, because of the kharoos driver, we decided that bhai would travel through the train and meet us at the airport. The airport was an hour away, by the way. I was asleep the whole ride because I was dead sleepy. We reached the airport, took our luggage and met bhai. It still felt so surreal. I had spent such a good time here, I didn't want to leave but I had no choice.

The time came when we had to say our goodbyes to bhai and we did, without me getting emotional. (Victory for me! Yes!) We went inside the plane and I already hated the flight because it was 7 hours long. But, thanks to my luck, there was a T.V so I spent my time by watching movies. The first movie I watched was, Pitch Perfect and it was pretty cool. I had nothing else to watch and the only hindi movie which I thought was better than the idiotic films which were recently released, was Dilawalay Dulhaniya Le Jayiengay. So I watched it and a good time was spent watching it. There was this annoying girl sat beside me who kept saying things like, 'MUMMY LOOK! WE'RE FLYING! MUMMY! LOOK!' 'WHY ISN'T THIS WORKING?' But she was asleep by the time I was watching the films so I wasn't that annoyed. I slept after watching the film and soon, we arrived at the Oman Airport.

From there our flight was to Pakistan which was 2 hours long. This time there was no T.V, but I was sleepy so I had already kept in my mind that sleep would be the first thing on my to-do list once I sit in the plane. To my bad luck, there were 4 little Pakistani kids that were BEYOND annoying. There was a baby as well, who wouldn't stop crying. I wanted to strangle somebody. Anybody. But I had no choice and I had to ignore them. I COULDN'T. BECAUSE OF THOSE 4 ANNOYING KIDS. THEY KEPT SCREAMING AND YELLING FOR FOOD AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW, IT JUST MADE ME REALLY MAD. I START FALLING ASLEEP AND BAM! THEY ASK THEIR MOM FOR SOMETHING IN A VERY VERY VERY LOUD VOICE WHICH OFCOURSE, RUINS MY SLEEP. THIS THING HAPPENED ABOUT 10 TIMES MORE AND THEN THE FLIGHT WAS OVER. I hadn't slept. I was tired. I was grumpy. We reached the airport and then left for my home town and thus, we were back in Pakistan.
Oh btw, I really am going to miss the oreo-flavoured icecream and the cheese pizza's.
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Tomorrow (or today since it's already 12 am),  is the result of CIE. I don't know why, but I have this really weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. Like, next year, at the exact same time, I'm going to be waiting for my result. I am just really scared for this year. I hope everything goes fine, without any stress or pressure. I'm not good at handling both of these. I usually start crying. I probably won't get any sleep either. CAN WE JUST SKIP EVERYTHING AND SLEEP FOREVER? I THINK THAT'S A GOOD IDEA.

Also, Eid Mubarak! I know I am late, but I was busy that day. Co-incidentally, me and Chocolate wore almost the same clothes, only differing in colours. We also have the same amount of Eidi, which is really cool. I miss both of them, Chocolate and Red, a lot. I don't want school to open soon, and I want the holidays to be extended for 10 more days, but I want to meet them as well. I want to show them so many things, like my Dumbledore wand-shaped pen or my Deathly Hallows key-chain. OH AND I ALSO WANT MY BIRTHDAY GIFTS! Just kidding.

MALOOKRI..

if im not wrong then today is 27th of July...the day we all have fun cause its one of the day of the summer vacation... and right now im enjoying ..
MY SLEEP like other peoples.... =D

wait a minute... am i forgetting something... oh yes how can i forget that ..
im so sorry
today is the birthday of our favorite maths teacher ..miss nadia..HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU..
and what else  ..i can smell someone getting angry
just look over there..that person is getting very angry...you know why???
because its her birthday today....

i knew it malookri and so here is the birthday song for you.. =P

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DEAR MARWA

MAY YOU HAVE MANY MORE

MAY YOU HAVE MANY MORE

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

HAPPY BIRTHDAY 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU........بس اتنا  ہی  آتا  ہے 

 AND  what else i must say... i hope that this is the beginning of your greates, most wonderful year ever  : P

 not only yours.. ours tooooo.. you know why....
بس  بہت  ہو  گیا 
maze karo...king cross station per... =D  

Hello July!

Hello, people of the blog-verse! I know it's been quite a long time since I posted, but this time I have no excuse. I could say I was busy, but that's kind of a pathetic excuse since who on earth would be busy in vacations?

I've finally decided to stop being lazy and post something, just to let you guys know that I'm alive. Summer is actually boring now-a-days. I don't have anything to do. Well, I could, you know, study or something, but c'mon, STUDY? IN VACATIONS? *Insert 'are you out of your mind' gif*

Remember how I said I was watching Beyblade? Well, I have only watched 31 episodes till now, all because of my laziness. It has been a month and I don't think I'll continue watching them. Also, as I said, I read 'The Fault in Our Stars', but that too, in a day. So I am just really really bored right now, hence the post.

Other than that, my summer has consisted of sleeping or tweeting or just stalking random people. (Twitter: @MarwaShafique) Y'know what's great about summer? NO STUDIES! NO BOOKS! NO MATHS! HAHAHAHAHHAHHAHA!

But, the sad part about all of this is that we now only have a month and 17 days more till School. I am so not looking forward to it, I love life when I am in my bed, sleeping. (And not studying)

But hey, July is here! And that means my birthday! WOOHOOO! Also, Ramadan is coming in like, 7-8 days and that's pretty great. I'm excited about it. And today is also the birthday of my friend, and even though I fight with her a lot, she's cool. So Happy birthday to her! Yay!

A few days ago, I was going through my amazing file of stuff that nobody probably cares about when I noticed how ugly it looked. I then, asked mum for another file.  See the difference :

My old file.

Brand new file!Woo!

Here's a sneak peak of the file:

I made this like, 2-3 days ago. The pen sucked.

The animated version of me! YO!

It's in Urdu. Chocolate wrote it. It says, 'Here, Marwa. Keep it safe. It'll be useful to you. Don't loose it.'

I think Chocolate likes Eyebrows' name...

Again in Urdu, written by Chocolate. It says, 'Don't forget me, always remember me.'

A fail attempt at drawing me. By Chocolate.

Chocolate is obsessed with Eyebrows..

ANYWAY! This is the latest addition to my room, and I have no idea why I am even showing you guys this.

GREAT NEWS!

I got my book, 'The Fault In Our Stars' 2-3 days ago, and I read it in a day. It was great book honestly, and I loved it. I sent this e-mail to John Green, the author, about how it took me ages to get the book and he replied. WHEN I SAY REPLIED, HE ACTUALLY REPLIED! THIS IS PROOF!

LIFE IS GREAT!

The best thing that ever happened to me.

I remember the day clearly when I got the awful news that the girls were having their own section. I had a scowl on my face that day, and it surely didn't vanish when my friend, who had the same scowl which matched mine, told me the reason behind it. I was pretty shocked, considering no one had even thought of dropping the bomb on us and how, we had to work pretty hard to get the highest percentage since the competition had increased.

After that day, a series of disappointments made their way towards me and won't stop. I blamed it on this class. I hated the class and often used to wonder when the term would officially be over. Hell, if someone told me 7-8 months ago that I was going to be sitting here, writing a post about the class, I would've laughed in their faces. I didn't realize at that time that Prep III T was the best thing that ever happened to me. 

It probably started in October, but Prep III T made me laugh every single day. Every day, they'd do something, make a comment on a teacher, mimic a teacher or just sing 'Happy Birthday' and I couldn't help but laugh at their craziness. Our class was one of a kind and I think, almost everyone on the floor knew about us and our craziness. I can't say I was one of the crazy people, because hanging out with nerd made me a nerd too. (I wasn't one before, promise!) But the things they did, the way we all joined our hands together when it came to cheating in the class, made me quite proud of it.

Annoying teachers just because we felt like it, singing songs because we were sure we had the best voices in the world. Not listening a word in history class and always united against one person, no matter how much right she is. Disturbances in every class and the 15-20 minutes lecture by almost every teacher (Especially Sir Faraz) but no matter what anyone says or does, we just don't get it. We'll keep on singing HAPPY BIRTHDAY and the person outside probably always thought that we were mental. A teacher once said that "Chaahe aap ki class kitne bhi groups mein divided ho, Happy Birthday gaate waqt, tum sab saath hotey ho."

Prep III T gave me a ton of new friends to talk to, but the 2 friends who were always there for me made this class 10 times better. I could be in the worst mood possible, they'd still be able to cheer me up with their stupid talks and lame jokes. Calling me mad when I'm reading a book and writing my name everywhere because I'm self-obsessed and always keeping up with my mood swings. Talking to each other for hours on the phone for no reason at all and laughing at the stupidest things. Copying each other's work because we are just too lazy. I don't think I'll ever be able to forget these two.

I'm gonna miss them, all of them. But, at the end, we're all still going to be together in the same class next year minus 2-3 girls. I don't know if we'll get to do the above mentioned things now that we're seniors, but if we are, I can't wait for it. I discovered a family because of Prep III T. <3

Summer.

The result is out and now that everything's said and done, Summer is here and I don't think any of us can get any more happier. Ofcourse, there are some ups and downs of having summer. Ups, you already know; No studies and touring every country there is. Downs; Boredom and only talking about countries like Pakistan, the weather; for which we need buckets and buckets of ice-cooled water.

As I said in my previous blog post, the result day was in the afternoon and Me, being the awesome person I am, decided to go fashionably late. That meant, I would sleep about 1-2 hours and then when I miraculously wake up from my deep sleep, (It was no miracle. The electricity was out and I jolted awake!) I would get ready, in my school uniform (Pretty Suckish!) and head towards school. I did not have any type of feeling of excitement or anxiousness, I just wanted to take my result and head back home to watch that Pakistan VS West Indies cricket match. The trip towards school was annoying though, with my sister constantly talking about her excitement for the result. When the building of my school reached my sight, however, I did get this little feeling inside me but I shook it off. I went inside as fast as I can (considering I was pretty late) and as I started finding my friends in the horrible mess of the gathering, my eyes shifted over the one and only; Maryam Nisar (Elephant) who, with a bright smile, was skipping towards her mother, whose smile matched her daughter's. She had an envelope with her and a scowl made it's way towards my face. She was first, once again. I hid my scowl and made my way towards my friends and said hi to them, to which Red's reply was, "This is cheating! This is not fair!" I asked them why, and they said that the great Nisar had increased her marks. I was, at first, pretty mad. But then I realized that, this is was the last year with her and she'll be no more with us. She can have her way, nothing is going to help her in the CIE's. We went to our class, complimenting our school in the night all the way. There was no one in class and well, we all were anxiously waiting for our results. Sir came, and there was yelling and a few laughs all around. Everybody was annoying him, as he was pretty disorganized. After half an hour, we got our results. I got 93%, and I'm glad. Our class photograph was brilliant and I can't help but stare at it every 5 minutes or so, admiring our awesomeness.

Well, that's how result day went. It marked the end of Prep III T, officially. We now have our summer vacations which won't end soon. I don't have anything productive to do, so these vacations will be full of sleep. I, however, do feel a bit scared for the next year. It'll be the first time we'll be giving our CIE's and I think I should study in these vacations, a bit. I don't know if I can, though.

(Laziness!) 

I miss all of my friends terribly right now and can't wait to see them in August, in our new classes on the ground floor with our new head. I'm looking forward to being a senior.

(It's going to be so much fun scaring juniors) Now that we're seniors, prep section is going to be missed terribly. The bunks, the fun, the annoying teachers and arguing with everyone around us..

Ciao! 

FREEDOM! \o/

10 minutes. 9 minutes. 8 minutes. 7 minutes. 6 minutes. 5 minutes. 4 minu-WAIT WHY IS EVERYONE CLOSING THE DOORS? YOU CAN'T JUST CLOSE THEM! WE DESERVE TO BE LET OUTSIDE! 

So hi, again. I am finally and officially free from exams and I AM SO HAPPY ABOUT IT OMG YOU CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE MY HAPPINESS FREE FROM EXAMS EXAMS OVER NO MORE STUDIES NO MORE ICT!!!!!
.......I am just really happy okay? Stop looking at me like that.
Well, I now have my iPod back and life couldn't get any better. I have been using it all day long, albeit, getting mad at it too. IT STILL HAS THE PROBLEM OF HANGING UP AND THEN SHUTTING DOWN! AND THEN THE SIGNALS! I HAD IT ENOUGH WITH THE DAMN SIGNALS!..But I still love it. I forgot how much obsessed I really was, because remember how I said I had to get up from the bed to use the internet? Today I was in bed for about an hour and a half, using my iPod. THIS IS GREAT!
Apart from my love for iPod, I downloaded the Beyblade animated series (Season 1) and I have been watching it since yesterday. It's really good. Not better than Pokemon, though. Speaking of Pokemon, I'm going to download it as well. (YAY!)
AND, I am going to start reading 'The Fault in our Stars' by John Green, finally. (If I get the time, seeing how obsessed I am with my iPod.)

Yesterday was a good day as well. Even though we had been trapped inside our exam hall for half an hour, I HAD ICECREAM IN THE END! (McDonalds. Huhuhuhu.) And it was great, really.
Also, the post for Prep III T will come soon, I hope. I am working on it but I have a big to-do list (As you can see above).. it may take a while. So be warned!
Yeah bye now! Have a great day and may the odds be ever in your favor!

....Exams are hell.

Exams are way too depressing. Just looking at the faces of students as they stare into the stupid information in the book and memorizing it at the same time, makes me want to wish a speedy recovery for them and also for those who wake up early in the morning to revise the topics (Including some of my friends.)

Well, I've half-way passed the torture of exams and now, thankfully, we have a weekend (!!!!!!) but with a Math exam on Monday. ( :((((( ) I just want to get over with these exams and feel the amazing feel of my iPod in my hands. It has been way too long. If I count days, it would almost be a month. I've suffered long enough, not having my iPod beside me when I wanted to check the time (I only tweet occasionally with that excuse, okay?!) and wake up when the alarm goes on, because iPod is like— the only thing which wakes me up. I didn't even wake up at 5 a.m to revise Science because of my sister's alarm. I couldn't get up.
On the bright side, exams have been great.

Other than that, I still didn't write a post for the last day of Prep III T (9th grade) which is over. Over. Like, over as in FINISH. IT ENDED! E N D E D ! I have no idea how it happened but it did, and I am going to miss it a bit too much.

 A complete post about it will come after exams, with some memories and stuff.
I was expecting something really great to happen in the last days, because, frankly, we're the craziest class—but the incident of the death of a fellow student took place which put all of us in a big shock and we couldn't stop thinking about it so anything great was out of the question. It was pretty emotional. :(

By the way, great (?) news! We're apparently having a class party on Paper review! I'm totally NOT excited because half of the people aren't even going to be there, but you never know, anything might happen in our class. (Yes, we're that weird.) Also, for the first time in history, we're having the result day in the evening (????), because of the heat and our principal, in simple words, does not want us to die. (Who will she torture in school by her extra long lectures if we die?) 

Well, that's about it. Wish me good luck for the remaining exams and Maths! Adios!

Happy Mother's Day.

Mom. Mum. Ammi. Mama. Someone who, just by talking, makes me smile like a fool. Someone who, no matter how wrong I am, always supports me. Someone who is my inspiration, my role model. She was always there whenever I felt like crying, whenever I felt like hitting everything around me. She was there when I couldn't understand a single word of History, and yet, after her explanation, I always passed. She was there whenever I got really less marks, and would tell me to do better next time. She was there to scold me whenever I would throw all the artistic material, be it on my bed or under my bed. (Also, she would scold me whenever I would gossip with my friends for an hour.) She made me feel special whenever I felt like a looser, consoled me when I needed someone to talk to and was always there to share her love. She gave the best advices anyone could ever get and even though at times, did not agree with me, she would prove her point after all. She would always know when I'm sad or feeling depressed and would ask me with a sad expression. (Whenever I use my iPod, I lay on the bed and curl in a circle so she thinks I'm depressed. Huhuhuhu.) She would make all of my stupid wishes come true, and immediately say yes whenever I would add 'Please.' (Huhuhu.) She would talk to me at anytime and we would have the longest conversations ever. She would hug me whenever I said a thing which made her laugh and always calls me 'Her Right Hand.' When I tell her my deep philosophical thoughts, she would say I have a hidden talent to think things through. She would call everything I wrote wonderful even though it was very suckish. She would get happy when I'm happy. She disses anyone who calls me shy because the truth is, she knows I am not shy. She knows that I can talk, but I don't have the chance to do that. Whenever something mega awesome happens, she's the first person I want to tell, because I know she'll be happy the most. She's my mom, and without her constant support, I'd be no-where. I love you to bits and pieces, mom! ♥

Eyebrows.

Meet Eyebrows. One of the stupidest person I have ever met. She may look cute and innocent from her looks, but I bet you, you wouldn't survive a day with her as your best friend. She'll call you names, ruin your prized posessions and most of all, insult you. She will say whatever pops in her mind, be it a good thing about you or a bad thing. She isn't scared to give her opinion on things and gives the best lectures which will keep you shocked for a while. She'll call you about 5 times a day whenever she has a problem and won't give a damn if you're being annoyed by that. She'll push you towards the principal's office and run away with the biggest laugh you've ever heard. She'll slap you whenever you won't know the answers of a test and will get mad at you for no absolute reason at all. She can be the bravest person you know, but she can be a coward as well (Ahem). She'll annoy people on facebook chats because she wants to and has fun doing it. She loves starting a fight and ending it as well. If it was upto her, she would be fighting with everyone everyday. According to her, she doesn't have a heart, but I know she cares for everyone. I know, that be it at 4am or 4pm, she'll be there to help you, to make you smile whenever you're feeling sad. She'll be there to solve the problems of life, be it Maths or personal. She'll always give you the best advice you need and if you are nervous, she'll tell you to shut up and be calm, and confident. She'll insult anyone who'll try to insult you because other than her, no one has the right to insult you. Whenever something goes wrong, she'll say 'Go to hell' and everything will be fine. She gets happy at the silliest things, and sad at the lamest things. She'll always be behind your back, and always lead you to the right way. If we get caught, we get caught together. If we get scolded, we get scolded together. If we laugh, we laugh together. If we annoy little kids, we annoy them together, as a team.
Happiest Birthday Hina/Eyebrows! Hope you have the best-est one yet! 

My latest obsession.

....is my iPod. Even though it's pretty much like, 3-4 years or maybe more old, I have gotten way too obsessed with it. It doesn't even have anything besides twitter and those stupid games! Yet every second of every minute, I'm checking it out or tweeting stuff no-one probably cares about.
Whenever I'd study, I would use my iPod for half an hour or so, and then study. But that's not the end of it, after reading a certain topic or a few lines, I'd open my iPod again and basically—waste my time.
I even scream or shout whenever someone touches it and I get worried when it's not infront of me. It's creepy..how obsessed I'm. I have never been this obsessed with anything and it's ruining my concentration for the upcoming exams.

So to stop my obsession from going, I asked my sister to put a password on it so I don't use it anymore. Sad thing is, she actually did that. Now I'm stuck with a password protected iPod. Yeah, I have my Laptop, but I get too damn bored with it and iPod's much awesomer. Anywho, I'm not going to be able to use my iPod till exams, (I think) and untill then Laptop's my best-friend and books, ofcourse.

I hope I suceed in my goal of not using iPod for 3 weeks. Oh also, today was a very happy day indeed. Elephant got 17/25 in History. That isn't something that happens everyday, oh no. It made me happy because well, I got more than her! And Chocolate is now officially the HEAD GIRL of the Prep Section.

 That is like, so cool. She replaced this girl, who wasn't very good at the job. And, I got really great marks in Geography, for which I was pretty worried. Oh, I explained the entire story of Hunger Games to Red, and she liked it. FINALLY!

But in the midst of all this, the country's condition isn't very good. There are bomb attacks and target killings and things of that nature everywhere around us. We're no longer safe and that scares me. ..It's pretty sick.

Well, I best be off now! I have to study a lot and ofcourse, sleep. Talk to you guys whenever I have time! Bye.
-Marwa.

Exams or no more posting.

Hola! It's been a week since I posted and I'm terribly sorry for that. Exams are just a month away and I can't say I'm not tensed because I am.

Well, these days I'm having a great time at school, which I'm probably going to miss a lot. Yesterday I played this game with Chocolate and Red in which we had to connect the dots with a single line in each turn and the person who made the most 'boxes' would win. Red won, because, well, I cheated. It wasn't actually cheating. It was just me helping Red by giving her all the houses. Chocolate got mad though (She isn't used to loosing) and decided to have another game without me. Now that was just plain rude. We played another game in which I won because Red was helping me. We had a lot of laughs and yeah. 

The next classes were of English and we made some terrible jokes, (Eyebrows kept asking idiotic questions) We saw the test paper which was kept underneath some books of sir and that was how we almost knew what was coming in the test. Test went great. After break, Chocolate and I had to go to the computer lab to check the essays we wrote for this competition with our teacher and I believe his words to me were, "You should write an article and send it to DAWN newspaper because you have amazing writing skills."  Mum says the same, Dad too. But eh, I can't really waste my time doing that. We had fun there too, checking twitter out and playing Temple Run on sir's mobile and annoying him at the same time.

We had P.E next and well, we were thirsty as hell. Normally, we'd go fill up our bottles with the dispenser in the office but they had shifted it to a classroom so it was hidden and no one could use it. Now that's just plain stupid. We went anyway and had a couple of talks with Red (Partner in crime. BOO YEAH!)

Well, life's going great. But I'm not going to blog anymore, atleast not for a while. Till like, my exams are not over. I have been quite busy with school work but I'll try to post when I get the time for it. Till then, Adios Teabagers!

Cricket.

Sometimes, there are days when you want to do something completely out of this world. Something new, something fun, something to laugh at when you're about 20 or so—which is why, our class decided to play Cricket in classroom.

Yeah, everything seems perfectly alright when you look at it that way, but on Saturday—our classrooms had changed and we were shifted in the boys' class while they were in ours. We barged inside the room which was now the boy's, holding a bat in one hand—and a ball in another feeling quite proud. There was no-one inside so we assumed they were out in the ground or something. One of the girls came in and said, 'Alright, put these chairs over here, those over there. We'll need to create some empty space in between.'  And thus, we started doing so. After a few minutes the chairs were attached to the walls and we were standing in between, pondering what to do next. Chocolate was pretending to bat—when the girl above mentioned asked us to make teams. I was with chocolate, ofcourse—and the game began.

Our team was doing the fielding while our components were batting. Our screams of ' Tum out hogayi!' (You're out!) 'No, that's cheating!' 'Ball ko pakro yaar, tum log kar kya rahe ho?' (Catch the ball guys, what the hell are you doing?) 'RUN RUN RUN !' could be heard even from outside the class, considering how loud we were. It almost made me laugh, how spontaneous we were acting. The ball would sometimes hit the roof, bounce back and get lost in the mess of the chairs. Runs would be made till we would find the stupid ball and out someone, finally. Soon everybody was out, and the total runs made were 20. It was our turn to play, and well—not everything turns out happy. We played stupidly—like we didn't know how to play at all, and made a score of minimum 10. It was pretty suck-ish. I played good, atleast I think I did. We lost the game, nonetheless, we wanted to play more. We were heading back towards our class when our sir gave us the idea to play in the ground. On our way, we entered the science lab without a care in the world—because there were 'fishes' inside, which we wanted to see. They were pretty cute, you could say—but kept running away whenever we put our hands inside the water. We then left to play in the ground—where a couple of friends left, so we were all on our own, playing the bloody game. It was quite pathethic and boring—and I was getting tired as well.

The rest of the day passed with us craving water and playing sports. (Not me, I don't like sports.) The day ended and we went back to our homes with tired looks, and I attacked the bed—and wanted to sleep forever. I couldn't, though. I have a math test coming up and I have to study hard for it. I studied whatever I could manage to study at that time, and I'll study after I'm done posting this. And well, that's how the stupid saturday ended. I can promise you that, from now on—I'm never going to go to a Saturday again. Sure, I had fun, but I went to school only because I thought there would be studies taking place, which they weren't. THEY RUINED MY PRECIOUS SLEEP FOR NOTHING.

-Marwa 

Hazza and Islamabad.

Hazza,

Happy belated Birthday! I miss you to bits and pieces. You were the awesome-st dinosaur ever and no-one could ever replace you. I'll always remember our talks that we had while I was studying. How you listened every single thing I said and didn't say a word against what I was saying. I still remember on the day you died, we saw a dancing spider together. It was infront of the board while I was doing the test and I showed it to you and you started dancing as well. Good times. You may have been given to me by Brown Eyes, who apparently says that you could not die in a trash can, I was your true owner. I know you hated the awful smell of garbage and I feel awfully sad that you had to die this way. I will forever hate Eyebrows and Chocolate for murdering you. I knew you didn't like Eyebrows—but I never knew Chocolate was this bad. If I hadn't shown you to her, she'd have never given it to Eyebrows who threw you in the trash can. It's all my fault, I'm the one to blame here. One day, I'll take the revenge of your murder and feel happy about it. I planned not to talk to either of them today but since Chocolate helped me, I had to talk to her. She's sorry, though. I don't know about Eyebrows. She'll always remain the rude and selfish friend she is. I'm also sorry that Chocolate broke the head of your son, Hazza junior. Life's just not fair. I'll celebrate your birthday every year and never forget you. 

Your owner,
Marwa.

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Hi guys! The reason why I didn't post in these 5-6 days was because I was gone to Islamabad. It was the best trip I've had since a while. It was spectacular and words like that. We left on Thursday and came back on Sunday night. I may just now have to decribe what we did the whole trip in detail. This may take a while, so buckle up.

Day 1 (Thursday night):
After a day full of travelling and walking, we finally reached Islamabad. We sat in a car which took us to our guest-house where we would be staying. It was okay-ish. Nothing hotel-like, though. We ordered some food because we were hungry, and the dinner was served in an hour, timming exactly 1:00am. We ate and then fell asleep, at approximately 2:00am.

Day 2 (Friday):
I wake up with a startle and see that my sister woke me up because we locked the door and she couldn't open it. She messed up a bit with the lock and I couldn't open it as well. After comming into sense, I opened it and told my sister not to bother me again. I went back to sleep and woke up at 11:00am. Dad was gone for his conference so we were getting bored. I started using my iPod while my family was doing who-knows-what. After a while, we got the call from dad that he'd be comming at 4pm and we should be ready. We played cluedo to pass the time and watched some T.V and ordered lunch, which came after an hour.

Dad came and we started getting ready to have a tour of Islamabad. The first stop was Lake-view park. It was awesome! We had alot of fun, especially my little sister because she's a dork. We took some pictures and did boating as well. It was pretty good, overall. We then went to this amusement park-type park which had kiddie rides. I'm serious! It was for small kids, who were 3-9  years old. It was pretty awkward there, untill we found this ride which was super cool and completely for the big kids. We had to ride this bike in which we had to either use the 'rear' which controlled the speed, or the 'brake' I was from 13-16 so I got the big bike, compared to my little sister. We had this pavement to ride our bike on and we got our helmets and everything. I was the first one to go and believe me, I was terrified. Maybe because of the fact that the lady said that if we press both rear and brake at the same time, we might get seriously injured. Who would not get scared by that? I was the first one to go and after a while the others catched up. One boy went ahead of me in full speed and I got mad. So I used full speed and bam! I crash into the tyres, loosing my control. The man who stood over the corner helped me get back on track and I made sure I don't do something like that again. We had to do about 6 rounds during which, I crashed into the tyres again. A boy hit me as well! That made me mad, but I was under control. I was the first one to come back and then everything ended.

The next stop was, Pakistan Monument. It was pretty cool, with the construction and everything. We took some pictures there and we could see the whole of Islamabad, from there. It was a pretty sight! It was shivering cold at that time too and I had no jacket or shawl.

The last stop was the Faisal Mosque which is the biggest mosque. It was pretty and looked beautiful! We took some pictures there as well but it was getting late so we went back to the car.

For Dinner, we went to Pir Sohawa, where we could see the WHOLE of Islamabad and it was beautiful, perfect. I was literally in awe the whole way. We had dinner at the restaurant there and saw this big aquarium with fishes and one of the black fish tried to EAT me! It was freaky. We then went back to home and went to sleep at 1:00am.

Day 3 (Saturday):

Dad was out for his conference which meant that another boring morning was ahead of us but mom decied other-wise and we went for shopping. We went to this super-market which was okay, I guess. I bought this shirt from there and a few bookmarks as well. We then decided to have lunch at Pizza Hut, where we had a call from Dad that he's going to come home soon. We ate the Pizza and left. We also had this awesome icecream. I miss it.
Dad came and this time our trip was to Murree which was about an hour away from Islamabad. And let me tell you just one thing—It was fantabulous and the scenery was out of this world. The greenery and the hills and the trees! I kept staring at my window the whole way and took pictures. We then went to Putarata to go sit on the chair-lift. It was a long way to the ticket master and I was dead tired. We bought them and sat on the chairs. It was a long way so we had fun! The view from up there was breath-taking. We then landed, stupidly. There was a long line so we went to eat something. We drank coffee and eat some pakoras and saw that the line had increased. A dude said that the line will take forever, so we should just go on the cable car, which takes us even higher and come back. We did that and to our amazement, there was even a bigger line there! It would have probably taken hours. A van came our way and told us that the line would take time and that we should sit in there and go direct down. We did so, and we were on our way to our hotel in Murree. We reached there and slept. Peacefully.


Day 4 (Sunday/Last day):
We woke up from our tired sleep and left to do some shopping in the Mall Road which is pretty famous. We bought some clothes and shopped a bit, ocassionally looking here and there. I bought watches for my friends which they seemed to love. We also went to this newly constructed mall where there was this 'Motion Ride.' We had to select from the options and we chose 'Paradise Coaster' which was a roller-coaster. We used 3D glasses and the chair was moving which made it seem as if we were actually riding a coaster. It was pretty fun. Infact, my sister loved it so much she decided to do it again and I was forced to do it with her. We headed back when suddenly, it started raining. We ate some icecream and went towards our hotel to pack for our flight in the evening. The driver said that there was still time and we could see another place so we went to P.C Burbhan and seriously, the architecture was amazing. The gardens, plants and every single thing was simply amazing. I was in awe after seeing everything and wanted to explore more. After having some coffee, we went to the Garden, which was beautifully constructed. We took some pictures and headed back, since it was getting pretty late. I wanted to stay, though. We reached for our flight and blah blah blah. We reached Karachi and then left of for Hyderabad.

We reached at 12:30am and overall, it was a pleasant trip. Missing it would've been a pity!

Total Objectives: 8. 

Basically, all my tests are over! Huzzah! Huzzah! You may stop jumping up and down from an excitement, though. I would give you guys the good news that I have decided to post everyday—but I won't. I know I won't post everyday so why keep your hopes up? (Especially Eyebrows and Chocolate)

Well. Saturday was on and since I love sleep, I didn't go. Even though Chocolate says they all had fun—I will aways love my bed. It's like—the only thing I can trust. So school can go to hell. 

When I say I love sleep, I don't joke. Yesterday, by which I mean Friday—I decided to sleep for about 3-4 peaceful hours because of the stressful week I just had. I slept for about 2 hours or so; when BAM! I hear someone speaking out aloud and reading. I—who hates waking up when she's clearly in the mood to sleep, open my eyes and find my elder sister. With her books. On her bed. Which just so happens to be right beside mine. I ask her, 'Why're you studying here?'  To which she replies, 'Moiza told me to. She's voice-chatting with her friend.'   Do you have any idea how mad I was? On the scale of 1-10, I was probably 45. I told her to continue with her studying and that I'll deal with my little sister later. Speaking of her, she enters about 5 minutes later, asking me, who was in deep thoughts how to murder her—if she could use my laptop. A sweet and kind sister would be terribly sorry if she was the one who caused my immense madness, but she didn't even show a tint of care! All she cared was about her bloody voice-chat! I say a few words to her about not respecting my precious sleep and all she responds with is, 'Okay, can I use your laptop now?'  She was making me mad. So very mad. I still haven't let go of this and will take my revenge. NOBODY MESSES WITH ME OR MY SLEEP.

I had an absolutely spiffing time with my bed, who's my constant support and advisor. Enough of this, let's talk about the stupid procrastinating I have done all day? I am not very proud of it. Nope. Not a second of it. Yet, I continue to do so. Even though the thoughts of seeing exams come near, shakes my body with panic—I still don't pick up my books and read those jumping letters a thousand times or so. That makes me mad. Why must  I procrastinate so much? I need an answer. And fast. I need to cure myself. I need to be a little more nerdy. I'm loosing my nerd-iness.

Objective # 9: Stop being a dunce and study more. 

Um. I have nothing else to say. Let's talk about my surroundings, okay? I am in my room with my sister sleeping peacefully on her bed. Some evil thoughts are making their way towards my head. I should go jump on her or something. Or maybe—make a mustache on her face? Nah, she's crazy cat when she's mad and believe me—she's out of control. I will stick to letting her sleep. There's a wall infront of me which looks just as bored as me. YAY! CONVERSATION TIME! 

...

....

...

The wall didn't reply to me. SO RUDE.

I should stop being so funny, 'cause it's obvious you're not laughing. 

Well this sucks. I am going to sleep. Enjoy whatever you're doing and remember—never stop talking to wall. They may just give up and talk to you.

Wackspurts.

Time : 6:26am.

After checking the time, realizations hit me and I remember that today is Thursday and not a Saturday. And me and Thursdays, well we don't mix well together. Not at all. I immediately go back to sleep—wanting to enjoy those beautiful moments of sleep before I wake up at 7.

Time: 7:00am

Wait, what? It's 7 already? This can't be happening to me. With utter saddness, I wake up and get dressed for school. Also, I had a major fight with my sister but that isn't worth mentioning.

Time: 7:30am. 

LETS GO MAN! I NEED TO REACH EARLY BECAUSE I HAVE TO DO BROADCASTING! FASTER! C'MON! -Thoughts inside my head which I don't want to blurt out and look like an idiot.

Time: 7:50am.

I AM DOOMED! I AM NEVER GOING TO GET TO DO BROADCASTING AGAIN! LIFE SUCKS. -Emotional mood taking over my brain and getting mad at my sister for grinning evilly.

Time:  7:51am.

I walked—scratch that, ran pathetically towards the teacher incharge to tell him I am here and that he can jump with excitement for me actually comming 10 minutes early. However, expectations hurt and he tells me I am late. Late for broadcasting. 'I have already chosen someone else.' He said. Now that ruined my mood. Destroyed it. Completely. THANKS ALOT, SIR!

Time: 8:00am.

MY FRIEND HAS BETRAYED ME! I DIDN'T EXPECT THIS. How? I'll tell you. She's the one broadcasting instead of me! She could've said no or atleast asked sir to wait for me! This is completely stupid!

Time: 8:10am.
'Life sucks', I say as I walk to my class which is on the 3RD FLOOR, with my HEAVY bag, containing a HEAVY maths book. What did I do to deserve this? But the fact that today will be the last day I'll be studying and would get some freedom tomorrow pops up in my mind and somehow, makes me happy.

Time: 9:20am.
Thank goodness! Our english sir is absent. I also realized the fact that he got absent on those days when we had two classes of English. Maybe he feels sorry for us. 'Maybe he likes torturing you. Making you tense up'., says my brain. Lets go over this, shall we?
 During test, which was sadly in English class.
'Marwa, stop writing so fast.' says Chocolate because she's done with the damn test.
'Sir can take the test paper at any time. I must write fast.' I say.
'Marwa, I'll give you something to worry about. Just wait and watch.' says Sir.
'I don't care.' I say, pretending I don't care.
After I'm done with the test.
'You did a mistake in your test. You filled the blank with past tense but you had to do it with the future tense. You're an idiot. What was wrong with you?' Sir says, ruining my mood.
'Wait, I did? You're lying.' I say.
'Nope, I am completely serious.' He says, completely serious.

And because of that small conversation, I have been in tension for the past day. He obviously knew I was going to get tortured with the thought of me doing something wrong. I have a feeling he knows what everybody thinks. He isn't Edward Cullen, is he?

Time: 10:35am
I'm done with the test—can I get a Boo Yeah? One more test to go and that's it. Freedom for a while. As I arrange my seat, Eyebrows comes and slaps me 2 times. Not 1, but 2. For not knowing the answer. I slapped her back, obviously. But she's a meanie.
Objective # 1 : Stay away from her mental-ness.

Time: 11:00am.
5 minutes more to go untill I'll be eating food. Can these 5 minutes pass already? IT FEELS LIKE AN HOUR!

Time: 11:30am.
Done eating my lunch. I simply can't even think of skipping lunch. Though Chocolate does say I'm mannerless since when I eat, my uniform gets spoiled with the crumbs. I HAVE ALOT OF MANNERS, THANKYOU VERY MUCH. Also she said that I gave my habbit of doing that to the one and only, Red. Now that is just wrong. Accusing someone of doing something she never did? A perfect example of a mean friend.
Objective # 2: Convince Chocolate to believe I am full of manners and she's the one who's mannerless!

Time: 12:00pm/Noon.
Chocolate has left for her comparing for Milad with her bestest (I know it's not a word, okay?) friend forever, Elephant! If you didn't get the joke here, I am kidding. She hates Elephant. And not the 'I hate you. Never talk to me again.' hate, but 'I hate you and I'll hit you with my shoe if you say a word, about anything. I want you to get eaten by sharks.' that type of hate. I don't understand why she hates her so much. Like—wishing someone to be eaten by sharks? That's just plain wrong!
Right now it's history class and I am doodling, wishing for our teacher to leave and not continue her boring lecture. Suddenly, the class starts singing songs. Pakistani songs. An English song as well. I sing along. She now can't even deny the fact that we're lunatics. That we have gone bonkers.

Time: 12:05pm.
Yes! She left! (Sorry for the dis-repect. I certainly hope she does not read this post or I'll have to suffer a long lecture in the office.) My class has currently gone crazy. Crazier than a Monkey dancing in a dress. They're playing tug of war and taking off each others shoes which is a sign that half of my class needs to be in a mental hospital.
Objective # 3: Make a reservation for 50% of the girls in my class in a Mental Hospital.

Damn! They were so busted. A teacher just entered and scolded them for their mental-ness. And now the teacher who was supposed to come is here. Our class has officially recieved the title of 'The Craziest class of Prep Section.' True-r words have not been spoken. I admit it and I am completely proud of that fact. At the moment, the girls who participated in the Milad are reciting a Naat. So be quiet.

Time: 12:35pm
You may speak now. They're done. So right now I'm in the inner courtyard of our school, sitting and doing nothing. We (Red, Me, and Eyebrows) decided we wanted to use Facebook. I hate it, but Eyebrows loves it. I agree, wanting to use twitter. I kept telling her to just enter the lab and sit on the computer and start using  the internet. If anyone dare objects, we Avada Kedavra them. But does anybody listen to me? No.

Time: 12:50pm 
Till now, we just spotted a sir using Facebook in the resource room. Are you kidding me? Teachers can use it but we can't? THIS IS THE UNFAIR-EST THING I HAVE HEARD, EVER. We told a sir to ask the sir using facebook to let us use the internet but the sir (Facebooker) closed his facbook, locked the resource room and went to the ICT lab. Not to work but to use Facebook. Now that is so not cool.

Time: 12:56pm.
So uptill now, we've rang the school bell 5-6 times. We tore a leaf from one of the plants and, threw some stones on the ground. Basically, there were all Eyebrows' ideas. She can't help but destroy my second home.
Objective # 4: Make sure Eyebrows doesn't get any more ideas to get us expelled.

Time: 1:10pm.
We've sucessfully made a teacher mad. We were absorbed in the thoughts of the pictures, which were on the board when Eyebrows' mind thought of another clever idea. She started making faces at the little, tiny children of the class beside us and I started staring at some of them too, wanting to know what they were thinking of us. The children started pointing at us and the teacher started comming before we made a run for it. We ran and laughed aloud when the teacher closed the door. It wasn't a soft sound, but a loud BANG! which made us laugh even more and since Eyebrows' laugh is so contagious, it made me want to laugh as well.
 Objective # 5: Stop annoying kids.

Time: 1:15-ish pm.
We're sucessfully in the class. And chit-chatting with the teacher. She lets us go outside since we're innocent little kids, and because there were no students to teach. I think it's the first option, to be honest.

Time: 1:45pm.
I have just had the best time of my life. We were playing truth and dare, a game which I am most afraid of. No kidding. My mental friends were given the craziest dares. One of them had to sit in the middle of the court and ruin the on-going game between the boys. Eyebrows' had to talk to a pillar. The last one was the best, however. It was given to the teacher who had the last class and she had to grab a little kid and start shouting the ABC's at him. She grabbed one of the innocent, tiny faces and started a dare. We joined in, which made it even more awesome-r. The kid was probably confused and thought we were lunatics, but I guess even I can't deny that fact. At the end, when we were done, we sang 'Happy Birthday' and left to go home.
Objective # 6: Remind Chocolate about the fact that we had fun WITHOUT her.



Time: 4:50pm
I'm currently eating a chocolate bar and not studying for my history test which is tomorrow.
Objective # 7: STUDY.

Time: 5:36pm 
Seriously? It's five already? I better start studying!

 Time: 6:00pm
Yup. Now I am going to study.

Time: 6:02pm
Oops. The electricity is gone. Better wait for it to come back and THEN study.

Time: 6:08pm
Do I have to study?! Procrastinating is so much fun!

Time: 6:10pm
I am studying! STOP YELLING AT ME TO STUDY, BRAIN!

Time: 6:25pm
Oh well. French fries are here. Better eat them and then study.

Time: 9:00pm
I AM DONE WITH MY STUDIES! YES. MORE CHOCOLATE FOR ME!

Objective # 8: Not to let my brain forget what I studied.

-Marwa