To Sathia and all you good people out there,
I'll be redesigning the blog soon, whenever I feel like taking a break. This design is shitty, so yeah, if we want the good people to stick around, we'll redesign and redesign until it's just right.

...so I thought I'd give you all a quick update before I'm off to study French.

So, nothing much has been going on recently, just studies, studies and more studies, and oh yeah- me, Anu and Krishnan came on TV recently for some quiz show on republic day, and we won! Hallelujah! We get a ball signed by Anil Kumble- well, I'm not sure if we get it or the school do.
I'm 1 hour 45 minutes behind my study schedule, which means I probably have to stay up till 2:00 tonight. Whether I'll be able to is an entirely different issue altogether, although if I do maybe I can catch a bit of the Hammers match too. Speaking of Hammers, if Masche comes to Liverpool I will be a happy, happy girl. Argentina + Liverpool = love. I hope Rafa manages it, some tabloids already claim he has.
Currently, I'm downloading a Clash Documentary, Westway to the World. Man I want to see it so bad. I LOVE the Clash, and will do, in my free time, a really long post on them. Right now, I just want to say those of you who haven't heard of them (if that's possible!) MUST check them out. Mick Jones the guitarist, is a-frikkin'-mazing. He writes most of the music, and songs he sings are really nice (he has such a smoothish voice). And duh, Strummer is god.
Oh well, now I'm 1 hour 52 minutes behind schedule. Grr. I'm off to do mes verbes!
Alvida,
Me(ghna)

Evil girl's happy. HAPPY! And I might be what Victor Hugo could've thought of when he wrote the title Les Miserables.
Bah, why do I even TRY being funny?
Anyway, while Sathia had a hunky-dory time at school, I...well, didn't have a bad time either. Had a lot of fun time sitting with 'Noo, and generally kicking Ronnie's ass...ok, I'll dream on. And I had a lot of time to study for my evil bio pracs, because the Chem teacher didn't feel like teaching, we didn't do anything in SSc because of vivas (which I actually STUDIED FOR, OMG), crazy teacher lady was absent, we had some vague evaluation test (teacher evaluation O.O) during French and basically were sleeping in English. Except some random class idiots destroyed the FIRST cute looking picture I made of Zafir (imaginary story character, in case you're wondering) and I got into trouble during violin class ofr attempting to redraw it. Bahgahpah.
Well, I'd type more her but French studying calls and I'm already 45 minutes behind schedule.
Hah. Shah Rukh's attempting to host KBC. LOL.
This I gotta see. 'Cha, good people!

thats right...i do like stuff.
though what i like might be a bit disturbing....anyway, i'll try and keep unpleasantries away (sure will. cross my..ah well forget it!) school was actually "fun" today *gasp*.
NO BIOLOGY!!! god actually exists!!! thank those 10th class souls to have their practicals today...YAYNESS!
guess what??
17': J.Saviola



AND THEY'RE ON THE TOP OF THE LEAGUE TABLE AGAIN!! (where they belong...evil Sevilla's second *evillaugh*)
i like open-book tests...really do. they're such thoughtful inventions....wonder who came up with the idea. had one in social science today...pretty funny the way my teacher begged other teachers to let her take the test in their periods...treat!!!
anyway...im bored now...poeple say i have to study...so i go now before i get murdered by sharks and corals.
adios!

I hate the french for having a frikkin revolution...hate the CBSE for including it in our books...hate my teachers for giving it in the finals.yeah, i'm done. dont feel like studying any more...india's getting its ass kicked by the Windies (can't iagine why inspite of a "grand" total of 300-something)
barcelona's up against Nastic (some bottom-of-the-league team) and they've just lost a derby to espanyol (cant believe it! why ESPANYOL?) so yeah...they HAVE to win this one. eto'o still has a month to recover :( and he's being all "i-wont-name-any-date-for-my-return (though i see his point...can't blame him. poor guy!)
anyway...i guess i should go and do some more history (curse them for writing such a long chapter. WHY ME?!)

Maths sucks. Seriously. I though I was moderately good at it, and then is horrible Olympiad has to come and shatter my dreams. UGH. Anyway, so now I have to go clean my room and study for...wait for it...BIO PRACTICALS this Thursday. Oh, AND a Science MCQ. Kill me.
But, on a much happier note-

Okay...first of all meghna...is that how you spell miserable?? as miderable? (if its miserable out there...then she's probably edited it. CHEATER!)
and meghna sridhar's the spell vocab champion..just goes to show the judges were too hungry to actually listen to what she was spelling
the world is weird...and unfair at times (conscience: all the time)
oh yeah...since meghna's given the introduction already...i dont want to waste my energy over it (conscience: who're you kidding? you're just too lazy to do it!)
anyway, you might now have an idea of what this blog's all about. If not, then you're too thick to be human. go back to sleep and never again touch your computer or come within a 5 kilometres radius near it!
i'm going to sleep too...not because im thick or dense or mental or... (conscience: why're you giving out ideas to possible diabolical beings out there?)
yeah so anyway...does anyone find it weird that my conscience butts in a lot?
(considering i dont have one. it ran away with my sanity...ask meghna for the details of the painful event *sniff*)

As I type this right now, Sathia's probably inviting herself to join this blog. Till then, lemme give you a crappy introduction:
If this blog were on planet earth, we'd call it a lavortory, or more commonly, a bathroom. Why, you ask? Well, if you allow me to be crassy: It's full of shit, complete with a crappy grungy design we did ourselves.
But fear not dear non existent reader. This blog will be entertaining, following two nuts in a nutty school in a nutty world: why, even you're favourite walnut cake's probably not as nutty as this!
ahem. Excuse my rambling, but it's 11:43 and a girl needs her beauty sleep. So, we've made an oath (which we'll probably never follow) to try and keep all you good people out there updated on our miderable and tragic lives, complete with all the low down on Tom This, Dick That and Harry the Other. Oh, and a final note:anything I say cannot be held against me in court. Why? Because I said so! (Sathia can go to hell).