11.

11. People say that courage is the ability to carry on regardless of whether you're scared of whatever you're doing. If that's the case, I guess I must be brave 'cause I'm terrified that I'm gonna do something stupid and mess my whole life up because of my big mouth and my inability to control what comes out of it. Is this a confession? It'll have to do, I don't care if it's a confession or not.

More things.

6. I'm short. Very short.
7. I'm terrified that I'm going to fail all my science exams.
8. I really don't like Katniss from the Hunger Games and I think her, Peeta and Gale should have died at the end of Mockingjay. Or maybe just her...
9. I'm half tempted to get dreadlocks.
10. The only things I can draw are swirly patterny things.

Remember what Uncle Remus says, kids!

Stolen from a friend; dunno if she knows yet. Anyway...

100 Things You May Or May Not Know About Me But Probably Do
Methinks I'll post these in chunks. It seems slightly like cheating if I end up with 100 more posts just because of this. At least it does to me.
Anyway, lets start things simply, shall we?

1. I'm currently 16 years of age in Earth years.
2. My Gujarati is deplorable.
3. I love to read.
3. I think this "100 Things" thing seems a little bit conceited somehow.
4. I love the blue Skittles they are currently producing in the normal Skittles packs.
5. My favourite colour is purple or green. Maybe blue or yellow. Sometimes red... it varies from day to day, week to week. But never pink.

Oh, and I don't think I ever told you guys what was true and what was false on this. So, all of these things are true apart from number 6. I don't particularly want my brain to be used for research 'cause in the future they've probably got all sorts of freaky ways to extract past thoughts and memories etc. and I would like mine to remain in my brain where they can't scare people.

Well, I think that's everything. Wish me luck in my exam tomorrow, m'dears! Ta ra!

^ I want this bed. Actually, I want a hammock in my bedroom and I asked mum whether I could get one. She said no. :( Someday...

Alton Towers was fun but I have exams starting on Monday so here's a survey for you. It counts as a blog post.

Name?
Priya, usually.

Is your name on Blogger your name in real life? If not, what letter does your real name start with?
I dunno what name I put on Blogger. If it's "Funsize", then no. If it's "Priya", then yes.

Astrological sign?
I'mma fishy, so Pisces.

If there was a huge 'Blogspot Get-Together' where all bloggers were meant to come together and meet in real-life, would you go?
Depends who went.

Have you ever rejected someone?
I think so...

If so, was it harshly?
Well, it was at the time when we all thought that the opposite sex had cooties so yeah, li'l bit. Now I think back, he was actually quite nice.

Did they cry?
Don't think so.

Have you ever tried a cigarette?
Nope. Don't plan to, either.

Have you ever been high? If so, on what?
I'm high on life. And good books.

What are six things you find attractive when in the opposite gender?
This sounds ridiculously shallow and I would like it noted that this is the first time I've properly given thought to this kind of thing.
Uno: Good taste in books
Dos: Vaguely attractive
Tres: Willing to put up with my mental moments
Cuatro: Somewhat intelligent
Cinco: Can swear in languages that I don't know and is willing to teach me said swears
Seis: Sense of humour.

What are five things you find extremely unattractive in the opposite gender?
See the above question for my thoughts on this one.
Ek: Being a general prick
Be: Not bothering to take care of their appearance at all. Are there people like that? I don't know.
Trun: Um... being very dull?
Chaar: Patronising. There was one guy I knew and I felt like kneeing him in the crotch whenever he spoke. Anyway, moving on...
Paanch: Smelly. And not the good smelly with nice smells of baking and nice smelling deodorant stuff.

Answer only if you have a sibling: If your sibling wasn't your sibling, do you think you'd ever find him/her attractive and go out with him/her?
This is a messed up question. No way in hell.

Would you ever eat a caterpillar?
If it was cooked. I hear they're not that bad tasting...

Would you rather kiss a random stranger on the street of the opposite gender or tickle a random stranger on the street of the opposite gender?
Tickle.

Would you rather throw up on stage or fart on stage?
Fart. I can be quiet.

Would you ever sneak out of the house at night?
I sneak around in the house at night but there isn't really anywhere to sneak to out of the house.

Which five bloggers will you be tagging to take this survey as well?
None. Feel free to do this survey thingy if you want, though.

Mildly serious post for once.

Those of you who know me know that I'm not the kind of person to be really serious, or the type of person who lets the mundaneness of life get me down. Those of you who don't know me... well, you just pretty much found out what I'm like.

But every so often things do get too much and I feel like I'm falling and I'm never gonna stop. Luckily this happens like once in a lunar cycle or something. It gets me thinking, though. During that one hour or half hour of despair (for want of a better word) I tend to think about everything that's making me feel like this. At the moment, it's exam stress (of course), worry about how the hell our world hasn't imploded yet and whether something devastating will happen tomorrow due freak weather uh... things because of the human race being greedy bastards and killing the Earth for resources and whatnot, and finally the closure of my school leading to the ending of the some of the best friendships I ever had. True, I will still keep in touch, but it won't be the same; it won't ever be the same again. And of course, on top of all that is the normal teen angst and confusion: "what'm I gonna do about such and such?! how'm I gonna deal with this other problem?! if this life now, is it even worth becoming an adult?! blah blah blah, you get the picture".

All of the above really surfaces on bad days some time in the aforementioned lunar cycle; the rest of the time, I lock these thoughts in a meat wrapped box and throw it to the ROUS' that live in the bottom of my mind in a miniature Fire Swamp.

Regular readers of my bwog may be thinking "Priya, why this sudden serious blog post?! Are you okay, are you dying, are you dead? Please don't die, I love you!" Most of you probably aren't thinking that but I like to imagine someone is. In all seriousness, though, I wrote this post after reading a couple of my friends' blogs and then doing some (more) thinking. That and I was slightly bored, realised I needed to blog and felt like being more serious than normal.

All of you, all of my friends, have touched my heart in some way and I wouldn't be half the person I am today without you. I love you guys from the heart of my bottom. <3

P.S. By the end of this post, I kinda forgot what I had started it about. Make of that what you will...

P.P.S. I now have The Wombats Proudly Present: This Modern Glitch and it is uh-mazing!

P.P.P.S. I finished my last GCSE language oral this week! Yay!

P.P.P.P.S. I have nothing to say here, I just wanted another postscript. Buh bye, my luvverlies!