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.