Animal Group Names

Today I was asked about some of the names that animal groups had. Of course I came up with the usual: litter of kittens, pride of lions, pack of wolves, school of fish, etc. So, I decided to look up some more and these were the ones that I found interesting.

- A Shrewdness of Apes

- A Congress of Baboons

- A Battery of Barracudas
- A Shoal of Bass
- A Cloud of Bats
- A Clash of Bucks
- A Rainbow of Butterflies
- A Quiver of Cobras
- An Intrusion of Cockroaches
- A Cast of Crabs
- A Murder or Parliament of Crows
- A Plague of Doves
- A Crash of Elephants
- A Business of Ferrets
- A Tower of Giraffes
- A Trip of Goats
- A Troubling of Goldfish
- A Confusion of Guinea Fowl
- A Boil of Hawks
- A Barrel of Monkeys
- A Scourge of Mosquitoes
- A Parliament of Owls
- A Prickle of Porcupines
- A Mischief of Rats
- A Rhumba of Rattlesnakes
- A Conspiracy of Ravens
- An Affliction of Starlings
- A Fever of Stingrays
- A Gulp of Swallows
- A Mutation of Thrushes
- A Committee of Vultures
- A Confusion of Weasels
- A Wisdom of Wombats
- A Dazzle of Zebras

Bored in Bhubaneshwar

Yea.... don't mind. I was kind of bored. I was trying to sleep cuz I was super tired and I saw a picture in my head and the camera was nearby so I took a picture of the pillow case and then my glasses on them... don't know why I like it but yea. :)
Yea... this post was just to say that I'm okay. Kind of stressed though... been going to this medical coaching center. I don't actually want to go. Just found out that until Feb. 10th at least, I have 14 days of vacation not including Sundays and Mondays. Oh well...
Anyways... gotta go study.

18th Birthday

I do believe that I am now 18!!!!!!!! :P
This is very very nice. I am happy, I suppose.
Last night people kept calling me before midnight and I kept being like, "nope. It's not twelve here yet." All I was trying to do was get just a little bit more sleep... but yea, that failed. My sisters and my cousin sang happy birthday in korean for me :) Then my mom wished me too. Then I called Wolfy and he was all like "what time is it?" Hehe... it was cute. Of course he wished me happy birthday too.
I just hope that I won't have to be subject to multiple out of tune and incomplete happy birthday songs. Seriously, this school does not know how to sing... well some of us do, the rest... not so much.
Anyways, gotta go to work.

A really vivid dream

A creak awoke me from my dreamless sleep. My eyes slowly opened. The blured image I saw soon started clearing. I was facing the wall. While one hand was slipped under my head, the other lay on top of my blankets. I had forgotten to turn off the lights. My eyes started to close again.

Another creak caused my heart to jump. My eyes were wide open as I felt something large against my back. My eyes darted back and forth while I tried to remain as still as possible. There was a thud as something heavy hit the ground. The thing against my back started moving.

I stifled a scream as something started to wrap itself around my arm. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that it was white and covered in scales. At once I knew what it was, a red eyed white snake.

My heart beats started to go faster as I realized that this was the end. This giant in my room could kill me with a single bite. The snake started wrapping itself around me faster. My will diminished as it squeezed harder. As it turned my body around, I struggled to breathe before sinking into the darkness.

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Okay... last night I had this really weird nightmare and so yea, this is basically based off the nightmare. And it sucked because I really thought it was real and it was really vivid. Plus, I woke up in my dream and I thought I was actually in my bed and that it was really happening. When I woke up actually I freaked out and searched my entire room. Then I realized that it was actually like 5:30 in the morning... aig. I keep waking up so freaking early.

Joy

Today, I woke up at like six in the morning!! Yay! Finally I woke up late. The other days I've been waking up at five in the morning.... anyways, I made my way down to the dining hall at around 7:30. There I found this little puppy roaming around with Brownie Mrs. E's rather annoying dog, it kills baby monkeys.... and then carries them around for hours. Anyways, this morning it was playing with the tinniest cutest dog. I had only found out like two days ago that it's name was Joy.

It belongs to Mr. Jung, a Ridgewood dormparent. So I kind of got late for school, well I felt late because I left later than usual, because I was playing with it. It is so tiny and whenever I left it alone, it started whimpering and then it climbed up one step and got stuck. It couldn't get down which was so adorable!!! So I had to climb back down and help it down this one step. Then it licked my hand and ran back to Mr. Jung.

A Bird and A Ring

Today I walked into the 12th grade lounge in midlands for check-in and found to my surprise a little bird perched on the back of one of the chairs. At first I thought I was hallucinating, I only had about three hours of sleep due to my rather annoying cough which kept waking me up in the middle of the night at odd hours. Then I thought it was just a toy or something. Once it moved and cocked its head to the side did I realize that there was in fact a little bird in our lounge.

Once I had the sorted, I wanted to know where it came from. I found out after a minute when Swati came in that it had come in through a bathroom window and wouldn't leave, no matter how hard the girls had tried to persuade it out a window. It had eventually come to rest in our lounge where all but one door remained closed in hopes of it exiting the room.

Check-in started and girls started pouring into the lounge and exclaimed at the rather alive and animated bird in our lounge. It was rather annoying though that some of them started screaming when it came near. All it was trying to do was find a way out of a chaotic situation. At times during check-in it would aim for the lightbulbs only to plumet to the ground, catching itself just a few inches from the ground and pulling upwards towards the nearest spot to rest. It rested on a string attached to the tubelights on the ceiling that was there to hold decoractions up for Midlands open house. Its chest moved quickly up and down as it tried to find its way out. Finally, when check-in was over. Ms. Ronita and a few of us managed to get it into the room that connects our lounge to the Rec Hall where it found a spot to rest near the window. We opened the doors to the outside and left it to find its way out when it was ready to move again.

Another rather strange thing in life right now is a ring. Yesterday in the morning, Hazel was in a rush to go somewhere, as usual. Spotting me, she handed me a ring. She ran away while calling out not to lose it and to return it to her today. Perplexed, I carried it with me to my first class where I put it into my pocket. During the duration of the class, I pulled it out and tried it on my fingers. The only fingers it would fit on were my ring fingers. Not wanting it to fall out of my pocket or risk losing it I wore it on my right hand. After an hour of wearing the ring, I got irritated with it and switched it to my left hand. It remained there for the rest of the day, night and this whole day.

It's kind of an ornate ring. The ring has a square which is outlined with two bigger stones (real or not it's pretty) and four small stones. On top of the silver square is a black rose rises about a centimeter from the square. I've grown rather comfortable with its presence. Of course when Hazel asked for it back, I reluctantly started pulling it off my fingers. Seeing that, Hazel offered to let me keep it for a few more days. Gladly I accepted. True, I will grow attached to the ring, but I will give it back. It's just funny that I could get accustomed to a ring on that finger.

Just a few surprises life throws at you. :)

The Ups and Downs of Stats

I have to admit, even though I usually dislike Math, I have come to really like Stats. For the most part I get it. In class Shelby and I are the ones who usually get whatever is being taught. It is a nice feeling, knowing what is going on in class, especially math classes. So, I understand it, I like the class, you may be wondering what the downside of this class is.

My Stats teacher Ms. Philip, is one of the most annoying, immature and frustrating teacher that I have. He discourages everyone. There is this one thing he does. He likes to make quizes that we have to use excel for. The questions he gives are so freaking confusing! He makes it so hard. EVERYONE gets horrible grades and we keep getting worse. He doesn't see that. We asked him if we could try having a normal quiz today and once again he doesn't take our opinion into account. Everyone was so confused. I finished part a which was probably like two points. BUT part b and c looked like something worth like 20. AND he never helps either. He gives us these hints that suck.

I really dislike... **sigh**

Speaking of weird teachers... Mrs. Datt my AP Biology teacher has taken a strange interest in me. She keeps asking me how I'm doing. She does that to no one else. People in class have started giving me these weird looks. She does it all the time.... it's frustrating. I kind of wish that she would go bug someone else.....

Anyways, I have English. We're reading Hamlet.... yay! Not really.... Oh and we have RE RETREAT!!!!!! We're leaving at 4:30 from New Road I think. Anyways, I am off and will probably be back like tomorrow late night or something.

CYA!

The Dash for the Flag Pole Area

Most days after first lunch, students mill about here in Woodstock looking for places to hangout if they have no work to do. One common place as the sun reluctantly comes out is the Flag Pole Area. The most sought out place is the square that the flag pole is situated on. Students may recline there while absorbing sun, reading a book, talk amongst themselves or even sleep to pass the time by.

Of course who uses it is based upon the time. First come first serve. On most days, my group of friend, currently (although I do have a slight dislike for one of the six), occupy the area. It begins with Kathryn who runs to the flag pole and claims it as her own. She then promptly lies down on it. Then Swati makes her way over and using Kathryn's bum as a pillow. Then, if it is not a choir day, I make my way over with a book and sit on the side closest to the railing. Opening my book, I absorb myself into reading it, usually to the point where I get so lost that people have to shake my to get my attention. Then if Hadisa is not busy, she joins us but dirfts off to the computer lab but sometimes returns to us. Unforunately Simi always has music first lunch and therefore does not come to join us. Of course Nikki has a boyfriends who she goes off with during lunch so we see little of her.

Anyways, coming back to the present. Today, someone made it to the flag pole area before us. Kathryn was just running up the steps when they made it to the flag pole shouting victoriously. It was rather strange. The three other girls piled themselves onto the sqaure smiling victoriously while Kathryn looked very upset. She went and sat on the window sill where she was joined by Hadisa and Swati.

Of course none of the younger students seems to compete for the Flag Pole Area. I think it's just mainly because they don't feel like challenging the Seniors. It is sort of weird wielding this "power" over the younger grades. Anyways, that is all for now. I am off to AP Bio... let's hope Mrs. Datt doesn't decide to single me out again.....

Quarter Break Plans and the Hawaiians!

Last night I called my parents in hopes of asking them if I could go out for QB. Their response was, "If you send us a mail of an acceptable plan for your Quarter Break, we'll think about it." This response can be broken down into two different parts. Part 2 (I'm doing part one two first because it's shorter to explain) : We'll think about it. This basically means, 99.99999999999999999999999999999999999999999999% no, but I'll cling onto the 0.00000000000000000000000000000000000000001% chance of them saying yes.

Part 1: If you send us a mail of an acceptable plan for your Quarter Break. This means that I have to send first, a detailed description of what I'll be doing, like... super detailed which is just annoying as death to write up. Two, which is also equally important to them and maybe more, background checks on all the people I'll be around. It's INSANE! They want to know ages, religions (biggy for them), gender (another biggy... guys are not allowed to be put on the list unless they are younger than 10 years old), where they have lived, their work/job, history of stuff... and so on. If I don't include it, they call to ask and then I have to explain why it wasn't in the email. You might be wondering why I'm asking them if I can go when I can technically sign myself out and go anywhere I want. It is because I kind of need money to get around...anyways...

So, I of course fell asleep thinking about that. Last night the weather was bad enough. Storming, hailing and all that. AND I also had a nightmare. In this nightmare, I decided to go for Quarter Break without my parents knowing. They had decided to come and make sure that I didn't go anywhere. when they found out that I didn't tell of my real plans, they locked me in this closet and I started suffocating. I panicked and when I woke up I was just in a bad mood. Not to mention, I'm sore from dance practice but I do have to practice if I want to perform.

Moving on to today. The Hawaiians reached today!!!! :P I wanted to go straight to lunch but I had choir so I couldn't.... :'( However, once choir ended, I went down and when I saw TJ, I ran and gave him a hug. Then I saw Kamu and Lindsey too. I was so super excited during lunch. Of course I'm going on the RE retreat and hopefully I'll be motivated enough to write afterwards about what happened. ACK! I have to pack. It's this Friday and we'll come back Saturday night. I find it disappointing that we can't have long RE retreats but since we are going down to Dehradun for the retreat, due to the number of people, we can stay for only so long. Hehe. Of course I'm also happy that Mr. Wilkins couldn't keep them away even though he said that he thought it was a bad idea for them to come back. HA!

Anyways, I have to go finish my homework so that I can be done by the time dinner starts because after dinner is play practice. After play practice it's down to dorms for dance practice. Then it will be time for bed. I feel so busy, but I think it's good for me... except that I feel a bit sore, but I'll get over that, it's only for the next two weeks.

Till later.

Descriptive Paragraph from Hike Day

In an earlier post : All Senior School Hike Day, I said that I wrote a little descriptive paragraph about a walk. Well I got the notebook back from Mr. Plonka so yea.

A dark path covered by the outstretched branches of the tall pine trees. A gentle still breeze flitters through the trees coaxing them into a sway. The air no longer smells of cow dung, reminders of the touch of mankind, as the breeze brings the smell of the earch, fresh and crisp, in the passing of morning. The crunch of the gravel and dirt give way to a small, narrow, zig-zagging stone staircase that ascends up the slope of the mountains, beckoning. The quiet chirping of the birds is interupted by the rustling of the dead grass as travelers quickly pass by. The breeze passes all drawing gazes to the bold mountains and the majestic snow peaks beyond.

Sorry, it's not much. It's just a bunch of thoughts put together from the walk up.

Missing Jeeta

I didn't do much to the picture except add the words. I got onto Facebook today and realized that one of my second cousins had tagged me in a photo. I hadn't gone to her page in a long time so I did. I immediately started crying because the image of Jeeta at the very top of her page. Even as time passes, it still hurts to know that she's no longer here and sometimes the pain just intensifies by a single memory or picture.

All Senior School Hike Day

Okay, I lied, there isn't another part to my last string of posts, I couldn't write the next day and decided not to look that far back. I need to concentrate on the things that are happening now. If it makes you feel any better, you didn't miss much except a yelling session in Ms. Preeti's office, which wasn't too exciting except apparrently, she really likes to tell me stories because my eyes get big when it gets to the exciting bits. I don't understand but apparrently it is very cute....

Things are okay right now. I called Wolfy yesterday morning (which for some reason feels so long ago) and unfortunately got called 'Merlin.' BUT maybe that's a good thing for both Wolfy and me because I realized that I need to call more and talk to him because it really does make me feel better, even if its just me rambling. I need to remember that, rambling to my big brother is a HUGE help. As usual I miss him loads, and I really hope he does read the stuff that I put up because a lot of it is for his benefit, after all, he's the one who got me into blogging and he's my big brother. Anyways, about yesterday : ALL SENIOR SCHOOL HIKE DAY!

To be honest, yesterday was interesting and tiring. Oh yea, it was more like Senior School WALK day, except for one hike that actually was physically challenging and went on an actual hike. It seems like the teachers are just about as eager as the students when it comes to hiking, with exceptions of course. Since I am an editor for the school newspaper, I went on the Journalism Walk. This consisted of going to the bazzar, conducting surveys, writing stories, rating hotels and rating momos (also the only reason some of the non-journalism class students wanted to come for, well I guess buzzar was a huge motivation too).

Anyways, the day started off with students heading down (or heading up) to the dining hall where everyone recieved a packed lunch; it consisted of an orange, candy bar, juice box and three hot dogs. Afterwards, I headed up to Hanifl with Shalaka and picked up Zarina along the way. At Hanifl we meet up with the staff on the trip. After a quick lecture, we walked past Hanifl Center and made our way up towards Fairy Glenn and past it to the top of the hill. I wrote a descriptive paragraph about my walk which I might put up, once I get my notebook back from Mr. Plonka. We crossed path with the Creative Writing Walk group who were at Fairy Glenn.

Afterwards, we were left to our groups/pairs to head into bazzar and get ourselves a story. I was paired up with Swati and we made our way in and started surveying people. Questions included stuff like "How much pocket money do you think a Woodstock Student gets in a month?" Someone actually said "At least Rs. 10,000-20,000." Anyways, I was trying to get the survey done so that Plonka wouldn't get mad, but Swati entered a salon and wouldn't leave until she had her eyebrows done.... I was like.... "HELLO!!! WE HAVE COME TO THE BAZZAR ON A SCHOOL DAY TO DO WORK!" Of course as usual, she was all like "It's fine. Don't worry.... blah blah blah." It was no use, I always worry. Thankfully after that she was more cooperative and we started interviewing more people.

At once point, we almost got kicked out of Dominos. We walked in and we thought we'd survey some people in there because they were just sitting there and be more willing to talk, hopefully. The first woman was willing to talk because she and Swati had gone to the same school. The man was willing to talk because his son is going to Woodstock (we didn't know until later just saying). Unfortunately, we forgot to ask the people who ran Dominos if we could survey their customers. The manager came out and kind of yelled at us. Thankfully the man came and vouched for us saying that we weren't doing anything bad and all that. BUT after that Swati and I made sure to ask the owners before we asked the inhabitants of the shop. I guess you do learn something new each day.

2:00 pm, all the students on the J-walk met up at the Ferris Wheel where everyone had a go on it. I had to admit, I was freaking out a bit because of the height and I'm sure that if Wolfy was there he would have just laughed at me and then given me a hug once I got off. It didn't help that Swati told me about how the Ferris Wheel had collapsed once before and started talking all about Final Destination. Once I got off I sat down and concentrated on other things. The momo rating time started and everyone agreed that Kalsang momos were the best. The momos were all labled A-E and we were asked to rate them on different categories. First place went to Kalsangs, second to Domas, third was a tie between Le Chef and this little dhaba place and last place went to the momos from Happy Valley (three students had gone there to get a story on the Dalai Lama coming to Happy Valley for its 30th anniversary but came back dissapointed because he was coming in September not March as they had heard. On their way back they picked up the momos).

Once the ratings had ended, we were allowed to roam again and Swati dragged me all the way to the other side of the library bazzar just because she felt like it. Then we made our way to Kalsangs where we had something to eat while she waited for her boyfriend. Once her boyfriend got there we headed to the video game arcade. I felt funny because I hadn't actually gone to Kalsangs and then to that same arcade in a long time. I missed my big brother and didn't play much... and just watched Swati and her boyfriend for most of the time. After that Swati made me half run through the bazzar to get to Chaya because we had to walk while her boyfriend took his moterbike.

I still think it's unfair because I was carrying her food and her water and her notebook so of course I lagged a bit over which she got a bit mad at me for. Then in Chaya the two were all yea... and once again, I was the third wheel. YAY! Not really.... so I just went outside and roamed for a bit. Then because she was saying goodbye to her boyfriend we didn't leave until about 6:37pm and ran to midlands. When we got to midlands I was dying, out of breath, had a stitch and saw that the time was 6:52pm. This is why I don't like going places with Swati, I must remember that before I nearly kill myself trying to get back to dorms for check-in.

I shuffled back to my room where I changed and collapsed on my bed. I started crying because I missed my cousin and my big brother. Afterwards I was so exhausted that I just fell asleep at around 7:15 and didn't wake up until 6:15 this morning.

Oh, and um... here is the latest Eve's Droppings from the Tiger Online : http://woodstocktiger.org/?p=1944 It's just mainly because I do it and I thought I might just add it at the end of this little post because I was talking about Journalism anyways.

Epic Fail Cartoon: All Senior School Hike Day

The link to the EPIC FAIL:

http://woodstocktiger.org/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/epic-fail0001.jpg

I felt like putting it up because it is relevent right now I guess...

A Difficult Past Week - Part 3

I was invitied to the Pesavento's house on Thursday to stay for the Weekend. I of course agreed.


On Friday after school, I was waiting for Julianna and Ariella to be done with play practice. While waiting, I noticed Missy and Alex roaming around looking for each other. They kept missing each other by mere minutes. Finally Alex decided to wait for Missy to find her in the library while Missy decided to wait in her mother's office. I decided to save them both the trouble and got Alex and brought her to Missy. By then it was too late for them to return back home before heading to Ariella's house for dinner. SO, we decided to wait in Mrs. P's office. That's when Missy showed us a pink note that Mr. Wunker had found and had asked her classmates and her to put it back together. It was obviously from a seventh grader to a boy. It included something along the lines of "being in love with you but I can't love you because I can't come outside and you know why."


It was a rather silly note but then Missy and I had this brilliant idea. We decided to make a note for someone else to tear up. Our victims were going to be Julianna and Ariella. We got Alex to write while we both dictated this note. It read something like this:


Dear Bubbles.
I miss you. I haven't seen you since morning. I love you. You make me feel beautiful. I have something to tell you. CAN WE BE FRIENDS? I've found a replacement for you. You were getting old. He isn't the same but he has my best interests in mind.
From An Admirer
P.S. - Sorry for wasting your time. You just read a love letter to a soap.


Well, it was something along those lines. Of course when Missy and I started working on it at Ariella's house [after a really good dinner, burritos, :)] and glueing it together Ariella and Julianna wanted to help because they were curious so of course we let them take the lead while hiding a few pieces until the last moment so that they wouldn't be able to guess until later. Strangely we lost two pieces and weren't able to find it which made them actually believe that the note was from a kid who just probably had bad grammer and that soap referred to a "soap opera." I have no clue where they got this from. It would have continued that was until they decided to call Mr. Wunker. I kind of panicked and that is when Julianna looked over at me and goes "YOU WROTE THE NOTE!" And I just couldn't stop laughing. They actually had believed it! Oh, it was priceless the looks on their faces. And for the first time since Wednesday evening, I was actually laughing and having a really good time.


The next day was pretty relaxed with a good breakfast, consisting of eggs, pancakes and fruit. For the rest of the day, Missy showed me how to make pendants and beads with this clay that they had got from America. So, that is what I did for most of the day to keep myself busy. Then in the evening Mrs. P, Alex, Missy and I made our way to the Crider, in a little scooter that I could have fallen off of because I was sitting in the back and not exactly sitting completely on it.... plus there was a backpack too.



Thankfully we got to the Crider's house without anyone falling off or getting injured. The second we entered the Crider's house, I did not want to leave again. Their house was sooooooo warm, all thanks to an expensive, good looking, less wood consuming bukhari (at least this is how I think you spell it). The rest of the evening was spent planning this game called "Settlers" which is something that I think I really want to play again. I had never played it before but I still really really liked it. AND I got second place, right after Mrs. Crider. Actually, there were two games going on at the same time and both the Criders won BUT I was still happy on getting second place. :) We also got popcorn and had Missy's sugar cookies. Even though we didn't want to, we eventually left and went back.

The next day Julianna, Missy and Alex all had homework. So while they did their homework, I went and made beads and another pendant with the clay. I had time to think. At a certain point, I went up to the room I was staying at and let myself cry for a bit, but Julianna came up and got me to come back down stairs again. So, I went to the kitchen where I made myself food. Soon Gultaj and Ariella came to work on stuff for a play. After a while they decided that they should make lunch. So they put me in charge of boiling the water and putting in the spaggheti noodles in as well. The problem was that I completely forgot that you were supposed to put oil so that the noodles wouldn't stick together.... whoops. Then we also experimented with the sauce which actually tasted really good, except we forgot one thing, flour THICKENS when it's being cooked.... yea. But other than that, it was really good.

Then afterwards, I watched a movie while the three worked on the play, the rest of the family had gone out to school(Mr. P) and other places(Alex, Mrs. P and Missy). After they finished and after everyone had come back, Missy and I took out this note that Ariella and Julianna had dictated (Alex and I had wrote it) and started putting it together. Gultaj's name was in the note and we tore it exactly in half and I hid the "Gul" part under my ice-cream bowl while spreading the rest out on the table. At first Gultaj was like "no way, we can't read this note." Then he sat down as we waited for hot cocoa that Mrs. P was making. That's when he spotted the "taj" and immediately picked it up. Just like that, he jumped in and grabbed all the pieces and started putting it together. Missy ran away because she didn't want to give anything away and Julianna and Ariella started giggling like crazy. I kept sending glares in their direction because I knew that it would give us away. The note when something like this (what I wrote will be in italics BUT it was dictated by Julianna... okay... maybe I helped):

Hey, I'm confused do you get any of this?
No. I'm still thinking about this one guy.
Oh! Is it still that guy?
Yea but he has a girlfriend and I don't want to break them up.
I'm sure you can handle her. Besides, she'll be really busy with the production.
That's true.
Besides, just talk to Gultaj. Isn't he is roommate?
Oh yea. Anyways talk to you at lunch k?

Halfway through though, he scared me by saying that he recognized my handwriting. As in, he said he recognized it but just couldn't remember who's handwriting it was. Then when he was getting near the end of the note, I took the last pieces and slipped them under the table. Julianna decided to go "check if any pieces had accidentially fallen under the table" and got them. Gultaj pieced it together and then started freaking out. HE SO FELL FOR IT! He was all like, "I think I know who they are talking about." When Julianna and Ariella couldn't tolerate it anymore, they started laughing which gave it all away BUT apparently he was really proud of us. Something about not being dupped in a long time or something along those lines.

On the walk down, he was still going on about it. He was like... beaming. Which was kind of weird.... but he was happy that we planned this elaborate thing and that it actually worked. And I have to say, I was really happy that I had manged to pull a prank on him as well. And even though there were times when I did really feel awful, I managed to have a good time and not spend too much time dwelling on the things that had just happened.

Anyways, this is part 3. There will be a part 4 coming up.... soonish I hope.

A Difficult Past Week - Part 2

The next day I woke up and immediately called my family who told me that they had just reached my hometown. Feeling sad, I immediately called my big brother, now that I was not likely to cry the whole time and would be able to communicate somewhat. It was just my luck too, he answered. I told him what had happened but I cut the call short because I had to get to school. School wasn't great.

The first period I spent in Ms. Preeti's office talking with both Gultaj and her. Gultaj was able to cheer me up for the moment which was nice of him but the second I got to Mr. Powles' English class he kept going on and on about the death of Meursault's mother and I became sad all over again. I managed not to cry there but I got to Ms. Seefeldt's Euro class and spent half the time crying with my face turned towards the wall. By the time I got to AP Bio, my eyes were red and the people at my desk started asking why I looked like I was crying and then I started crying again and kind of ran out of class back into Ms. Preeti's office where I spent the rest of the class.

On Friday, I called my parents in the morning and heard my cousin brother [Jeeta's older brother who had not been told that she died and was just told to come back home immediately although I am pretty sure he already knew] crying in the background. There is something about hearing the cries of someone who never cries and someone who you love dearly that pulls at your heart so much. My mom had already told me that my aunt had started sitting with a lost look on her face and had no energy to do anything. I just couldn't take it anymore. I started crying and crying and my mom started crying.

I managed to not run into Ms. Preeti's office during the morning, but I knew that I would sooner or later because I knew that the funeral was on that day and it was only a matter of time before my mom texted me to let me know. I think the hardest part for me was not being here, dealing with everyone else, stuck in a place where I had to try and continue on as if nothing had happened. BUT after lunch, my mom called and I could hear so many people crying in the background and I just felt like doing nothing. I didn't want to do anything except for collapse. My mom said "The one closest to you among your cousins is gone." I literally felt so empty, even now, the thought of it now still makes me feel so empty, and my heart hurts so bad.

Milo found me wandering, about to cry and promptly took me to Ms. Preeti's office and when he found out she wasn't there he took me straight away to Mr. Pesavento's office where I spent the rest of the day. He even was sweet enough to even try and go to my teacher to say that I wasn't going to be able to go to class because I wasn't feeling good. He had a study hall with Mr. Pesavento last period and he came and tried to make me feel better. He even helped me make a blue play dough hat for a bunny USB in Mr. P's office.

This is the end of Part 2. Part 3 will be about a weekend at the Pesavento's house.

A Difficult Past Week - Part 1

The past week has been hard. It's been exactly a week since my cousin Jeeta's death. When I first heard, I cried a lot. My mother used the word "expired" which is so Indian but that's off topic. Like I said, it's been hard. Actually, after I found out that she died, I had to walk the rest of the way back to dorms, trying very hard not to cry infront a whole bunch of students and a few teachers, especially one that I did not particularly like.

When I got to dorms, I collapsed on the floor of my room and cried for the longest time. Then I tried calling Dimpu and unfortunately her phone was off, and then I called Ms. Preeti, who actually didn't know who was calling, that was until I was like "and Dan's not here either." [ reference to my big aweseome brother] She ran down to dorms but not before telling me to go find someone and not to be alone.

I tried to find Dimpu and Simi but both weren't in their rooms. I tried to see if they were in the kitchen when both my dormparents saw me and called me into the office. There was no way I could avoid and when I did go, there was no way that they missed my red eyes. They asked me what was wrong, but I decided not to talk because I was scared that I would just start bawling and that is not something I was comfortable doing infront of my dormparents, especially Ms. Ronita who is kind of not emotional. They gave me chocolate and sent me back to my room to wait for Ms. Preeti.

On my way back, I decided to call my big brother, who lives on the other side of the world which makes it very difficult to have him answer. I decided to try and leave him a message telling him what happened, but after three attempts of it, I was 100% sure that he wouldn't understand anything with my sobbing away. And my sisters called and started crying and I was already crying and then I had to stop so that I could understand them and because I'm their older sister and they needed me, but the second the call ended I was back in my room crying on the floor. Ms. Sarah (my other dormparent) came in and sat with me for a while and then she too had to leave but not before she gave me more chocolate. Finally Ms. Preeti got down and I managed to tell her what had happened, well, she managed to understand me even though I was crying.

Ms. Preeti left when I finally calmed down a bit to tell my dormparents so that they knew what not to say and all that. My dormparents went to tell my friends that I was, well, upset but didn't tell them anything else because they know that it's my decision who I tell things to, especially stuff like this. So when I felt like leaving my room to go and find something to eat because I was extremely hungry, I saw Ms. Sarah leaving Dimpu's room. So I went in and dragged her to dinner which she actually never lets me do, but due to current situations, most people are being super nice, willing and cooperative AND still giving me my space to yea, except for a few people who want me to just talk about it and I wasn't just ready to talk to them about it because I didn't want to. They try to smoother you with hugs in hallways or ask how you are in a huge crowd of people and you can feel the tears coming and just want to stop them but sometimes they just fall no matter how hard you try.

I managed to get through dinner without much display of emotion, except I did send a few glares out... come on, there were girls talking about their JSB dress and how they were going to die if they couldn't find the right shoes! Well, I did tell Dimpu and she dragged me up to her sister's apartment where I let myself be pampered by Mrs. E and Prarthana and got chocolate from them too. Ms. Preeti forbid me from sleeping by myself that night so Prashansa came to sleep in my room. Simi filled my hot water bottles for me and I actually got no homework done even though, I thought I'd do some to distract myself. I actually fell asleep during study hall because I was so exhausted from crying so much and the pain of losing someone who was like my twin back home.

Anyways, I have to go eat dinner, or at least find people who are willing to go with me. That's why this is labled part 1. Until later.