It feels great when you do a paper, and actually UNDERSTAND what's going on. <3 PHYSICS :)

Aaaaaand today proved Adidas right; IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHING.

But geog was a bit ?!?

Overall - good day today :)

(I need more interesting things to blog about. But until then, my life will have to suffice.)

I love the hour before o level exams. Those people just amuse me to no end and I really am going to miss them. But I'm excited for next year! VERY.

I like change. Its fun.

"You know, when I was little I wanted to be an astronaut so I could jump on clouds and play in them. Then Science came along and taught me that they are mere water droplets! Ruined my dreams, you know!"

"When I was little, I wanted to be a Playboy photographer."

Why are boys always so horny.

So the 1st written O level exam for me is this Friday. (GERMAN WOOHOO)

Aaaaaand, I'm happy with everything right now. I feel really, hmmm. Tranquil. Yeah thats the word.

Is that strange? Wait, no. It's not a crime to be happy is it? Nope. DONT THINK SO. And even if it was, I wouldn't care, beeeeetch.

I think question marks are strangely beautiful.

And on a weirder note, my phobia of thick stacks of paper is getting worse! 2 words; LIT NOTES/ESSAYS. Arrgh.

But I'm as happy as a bird with a french fry. Yes. I. Am.

I feel like I'm suffocating and the humidity is so NOT helping. Not that anyone would notice. I mean. I rarely show my true feelings but hey, whatever right? I mean. You read this post today, you text me/call me/ask me about it tomorrow. Then its forgotten. So yeah. Whatever. 

Besides the weather, I feel disgustingly weighed down. By the superficiality of this life.

I've been having issues with my adjectives - you can probably tell. Life's just been undescribable - I REALLY just don't know what to say/think/feel. And its scary. Because I need to put things into words. To make it seem better, or just, put things in perspective. I feel incoherent. I've been having recurring dreams again. About flying. I wish I was free. Free to do what I want. What I feel passionate about. Without some authoritarian figure telling me how many more days of torture I have left and "You can do it!" or "I believe in you!" and "after that you have THIIIIIIS much free time to enjoy yourself." I just feel like screaming and screaming sometimes.

No I'm not crazy. Yet.

But insanity is starting to look really tempting.

PS: I'm a happy kid. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Really.

PPS: I actually had a lot more rambling to do but I thought it best to have a dramatic ending like the one above. Some other time then!

xoxo

Well this didn't happen to me but I think it's pretty rude/asshole-ish.

Dude: Hey I like your eyes
Chick: Aw thank you
Dude: I really like your legs too
Chick: *smiles*
Dude: What time do they open?

Can you say O:

Will I come back to SC next year during teacher's day wearing the uniform I want?

You are loved. Someone, somewhere really adores you.

 
"Really?" or "OMG ARE YOU SERIOUS?" *when people say it after everything you tell them.

Like wtf. NO DUMBASS! I just said it for the heck of it! Grrrrr.

OH, and I also hate "what doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger."

YEAH RIGHT, I DON'T THINK SO. I know it's supposed to be inspiring, but seriously, how is breaking a few bones going to make me stronger?! Maybe I will appreciate this quote later on in life when I am hopefully less cynical.

School makes you bitter and miserable, resulting in these kind of posts. But don't get me wrong, I'm a happy kid! Once I'm out of school, that is. Life is actually not too bad right now. I guess it could be worse. People are nice, some are getting on my nerves but that's life. Oral was good. No, actually it was fantastic. I realised sometimes its much much much much easier to make conversation with complete strangers. Especially of they are adorable old(er) ladies. Gosh, I heart them :D

Ahh I need some interesting topic to blog about. I feel self-centered discussing my life too much.


 

I woke up with this inexplicable feeling of lonliness. I haven't felt like that in a really long time. Its been too long since I've seen my best friend. I miss her insanity. Miss her silly hoop earrings in every size and colour. Miss pulling her hair. Miss her. Things have been very strange lately. I'm starting to let my actual feelings show. I mean, the real Kritika minus the retarded "happy" mask I usually wear in school etc. I've snapped at a few people and suddenly seem very distant and pissy, sometimes. I'm truly sorry. That happy mask is getting harder and harder to wear when the frustrations are just building up.

Even those little moments of self-reflection that I just LOVE are creating this sickening feeling. That nagging doubt in my head that maybe she was right. Maybe her words weren't just so harsh because of the emotional state she was in. Maybe what she said about me was true to a larger extent than I realise. There are so many people in my life right now that I really don't want to hurt. So many people that I really love. And if I hurt them, I'd feel like I hurt myself. Its really hard to explain! AHHHH.

So maybe its better that I just keep the charade going. Keep those walls up. Don't let them get too close, because they would just get hurt.

I'M SO SORRY THIS POST IS A CRYPTIC ONE. This is just a phase I guess. The other Kritika will be back soon don't worry! Gosh now I really DO sound schizo. But if I was schizo, would I know it? And be able to joke about it? No I don't think so. Oh shit. I'm talking to myself. That's not good! Oh see! The other Kritika is kind of coming back already! Be happy! Or not.

Whatever.