What Kills You Silently..

I took a deep breathe when she was explaining me what she's going through. To be honest, I didn't care much. I was sick of hearing what she had to say, because I know it's always about the same thing. Everyday she came to me and told me her problems and everyday, I never showed concern.
I see how this attitude of mine had effected her today, she called my name and told me that she's sick. She insisted me upon leaving her to Mental Hospital.Many of you would not even think that she was serious. But trust me, what I saw in her eyes was something that could never put me in doubt about her such expression. That thought scared me to bits. I made her shut up. I'll use that word because I literally did that, and also because all I could do was that.
"If you don't do it today, it'll itself happen" she told me that.
here I am now realizing that it is just the start, the story is yet to begin.

A little of you, a little of me

The life that I dreamed of

was a little of you and little of me

that's what we both could see
holding my hand like you never want to leave
now all you did was leave me and set yourself free

Here I am deciding which way to take

didn't know what is in my fate

trusted you like you had the hold of the world
in the end I was the one who was curled

people judge before they even know about you
I knew this but Shrek told me too..

the view

the lights

the camera

the action 

the 2 hours film

the short story 

the reality hides that everybody has to leave
Oh i was bored and had to troll

the black is the coal

and coke!
oh honey please don't choke

I'll be there for you, and that's all folks!

I was really really bored but that doesn't mean that your comments aren't welcomed. :)

Why Accountants Don't Write Novels

I was going through old readers digest and found a article named, "Why Accountants Don't Write Novels"

It was very funny. The writer states that lawyers can be good writers, because a lawyer's job is to delete all the distracting fact till he gets to a point when he is left with a fact that is emotionally affecting one. Coming to an accountant, he'll do the opposite. "The better the accountant, the worse the novel." he further states.. "Harry Potter and the Balance Sheet" I just couldn't hold my laugh on that. He told the whole story with accounts in his hearts. Just too honest, and dry like anything.

Cool story, sister! AND WHY DO YOU THINK I NEED TO KNOW THAT?

I'm coming to the point! awful generation, can't even be patient with my blog. sick! :(

Yeah so what was I saying? Right, so I always wanted  still want to be a writer. But seeing my future in with all business and accounts stuff, my dreams of a opening ceremony where all the world is crazy because they think that this my 6th novel is also going to be a hit and the happiness and pride in me in just something that you can't evaluate (OMG! I've even started using accounts), yes that dream has a blur in it now. It s now replaced with a nightmare in which I'm in a suit (Barney Stinson would love me for that. no? :D) sitting on a office desk and getting GDP out of TPL account with a cup of kark chai and a photo of my husband and kids in wallet.

YOUR HUSBAND WILL ALLOW YOU TO WEAR A SUIT? :O

C'mon guys! that's not the point. :( you guys are really sick. BYE. ( don't even think I can't use caps for you)
yeah, bye!

Dead with a pumping heart.

My mom,
" Uswa, these are the years of your life, either you make your life or destroy it completely. GO STUDY!"

The recent test that I gave,
" Uswa, your first question was pathetic. Yes, PATHETICALLY DONE. Coming to the second, first reason is not developed, in the second reason I don't know what the hell are you talking about, third reason was OKAYY."

Random teacher passing by,
"Is baar parh lena CIE k liyee.."

3 months to go and I'm doing very poor. I just cannot concentrate. I'm over confident. But I also know I'll flunk. Yeah that is a type of confidence I'm talking about. I exactly don't know what is wrong with me. Why is my attitude so non serious. I'm going to die..

Curse the teachers who have been scaring me to death about CIE examination hall.
" You know a guy was bleeding from his nose, he was in the washroom for next 20 mins, and you know how time matters in CIE, he had no extra time for the loss.He came up with a C!"
"Get your subject codes right in registration form, otherwise you will have a totally different paper n the hall. and and remember school is not responsible."
"Keep you paper down! they don't let you turn head up down even and BLAH BLAH BLAH."

I feel like I'm going to be in a haunted house not in a examination hall.
PRAYERS.I.DO.NEED.

                               

Bye.

Whoever gossips to you, will gossip about you.

Okay, so as I'm on to breaking the habit of gossipping, it is hard for me to stop telling people the stuff they would love to talk about. So I'll just write it on my blog and let unknowns read that. Gossip can be in a way where you give opinions about people or there possessions and when I start giving opinions I get very honest, honesty that gets count in negativity. People cannot digest it very easily or it is like that never gets digested,it stays with you, inside you. It destroys all the things that I think you are good at. Not only you, I'm also that way. It is in human nature. That's is why people like to praise more and act like you are flawless (only when they are talking to you), you are perfect and baby, believe you me, you are amazing just the way you are.

"Oh! That scumbag said THAT about you? I doubt she has ever looked in the mirror and saw her ugly face. Donchya worry honey, I'm always there for you. You know I love you, right? XOXO *couple of black hearts*"

Reply goes like "Awwwwwwwhh" :')

..and if you are thinking that is a bf talking to a girl, you're wrong. I've seen girls talking that way. According to me this is creepy, it gets creepier when you don't act like this face-to-face.

When you're in high school, and you don't gossip it is like you aren't interesting or entertaining. So lets talk less to you and more to the people who make me feel like they trust me and tell other people's secrets. You get easily hate able. That's why I like people who are straight forward, logical, less dramatic and ain't fake.

Let's do it!

                                      

Wishing you a year, a death year.

*Fire crackers* *More fire crackers*  *Even more..yeah you know what*

I am a kind of person, who makes new year resolutions every year and forgets them on the very next day, and when I remember my mind speaks in a manner like, Uh huh? I can't be controlled by some so called "Resolutions". But as the matter of fact I'm awesomely awesome so I won't stop doing this much awesome thing for being awesome because of not doing it. Yeah it is as complicated as it looks. So here are some New Year Resolutions..

                       

• I'll take my pimply face daily to school and not care about what bitches have to say about that. Maybe one of them is reading is. So yeah, shut the fuck up! I bet you guys didn't see the hidden resolution in this. i.e I will be regular to school. Sigh
• Eat eat and eat and get fat. Learn to cook for myself and then eat. A tip for weight loss!
• Save the water by stop taking bath thrice a day.
• Getting off from facebook and start facing books

Happy New Year 2012! Hope you don't die..

Love,
Youzie

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Good day, time wasters!