GMO's

 We live in a world and an age where the sheer amount of food needed to provide the world with nutrition is so enormous, farmers have to look for other ideas. To reduce money on pesticides and kill the Colorado Beetle that preys on top of the potato, scientists constructed a genetically modified potato with a bacteria inserted into it that secretes a protein that kills the beetle. It had the same nutrition as a normal potato, so it was introduced to McDonalds. For years people ate it without realizing the difference until McDonalds decided to make an official announcement. And then all hell broke loose. There were lots of protests about "fiddling with nature" and stuff. A couple weeks ago, McDonalds made an official announcement that they weren't using these potatoes anymore.
So one of my biggest pet peeves is when people take a stand on something without knowing the facts. So I'm gonna make a pro and cons list to decide where I stand.
PROS-

• On some level, we have to understand that the scale of food production in our world is so heavy that there really is no other option than to look to alternatives like genetically modified crops.
• People have to understand that scientists are smarter than us. If they say it's safe, it's safe.
• Any day I would rather eat something that is genetically modified than something that is sprayed over with pesticides.
• The cost of food will drop like crazy.
• A lot of time, this can create an unimaginable advantage. For example, the FDA genetically modified a certain rice crop to grow in parts of Africa with an incorporation of Vitamin A. This went to feeding a lot of third world countries, and saving many people with vitamin A deficiencies which are hard to battle.

CONS-

• So I get why people were mad when they realized they didn't know what they were eating. We put so much time into preparing our food and money into buying it, we should know exactly what we're preparing and spending money on. The FDA should definitely look into creating some kind of branding for GMO food.
• There are always drawbacks to modified things. It's been shown that a certain modified corn consists of a gene that even causes cancer.

I really like following current events, not just the news, but also in science. Our world is so based on technology that it's important to understand what's going on!

Confessions of a Random

1. I'm afraid of ducks.
2. My guilty pleasure is 90210.
3. I think Goldfish taste disgusting.
4. I'm kind of OCD about stains on tables.
5. I like vanilla better than chocolate.
6. My favorite color is pink, no matter how much I denied it as a kid.
7. I hate fake flowers.
8. I love baby books. Green Eggs and Ham. Berenstain Bears. The Cat in the Hat. Peter Rabbit. Cinderella.
9. I don't understand art. If its pretty, I like it.
10. I'm obsessed with showers.
I just realized how much I do confessions. Running out of things to blog about lol.

Welcome to the New Age

1. The shooting at the Batman premiere
2. The shooting of Sikhs at the Wisconsin temple
3. Sandy Hook Elementary School
4. The Boston bomb blast
5. Divorces. Rapes. Suicides. Murders. Bullying. Pollution.
Where are we coming to?
Thirty years from now, where will we be?
This world is such a huge place filled with millions of cities and I hate to know that in each and every one of those cities are so many people filled with cruel intentions and hard hearts.
I hate to know that for every butterfly there's a rattlesnake and for every birthday present there's a time bomb, and for every thousands of dollars donated to feed children in Africa, there are also thousands of dollars spent in finding ways to increase violence, environmental issues and the death rate.
Welcome to the New Age.

Favorites

Ok so my friend Questa wrote about her favorites on her blog which reminded me of how much I enjoy making lists, so I think I'll do one too.
Thanks for the inspiration Questa!!!
Favorite Book- The Host by Stephanie Meyer.
Favorite Songs- It's a tie between Thrift Shop by Macklemore, Girl on Fire by Alicia Keys, Radioactive by Imagine Dragons, The Only Exception by Paramore, and She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5. Ok that's a lot of music.
Favorite item of clothing- boots boots boots boots boots BOOTS
Favorite subjects- Math and history
Favorite movies- Love and Basketball, Chakde India, and Inception
Favorite inspirational movie- Perks to Being a Wallflower
Favorite Quote- "Life sucks. Grow a pair and deal with it." This represents my new attitude in life. Life's not fair. Good people don't often get the good stuff dealt out to them. Just deal with it.
Favorite City- New York- "There's not a dream in the world that hasn't passed through New York City"
Favorite Season- Spring
Favorite Sport to play- It's a cross between biking and running.
Favorite Sport to watch- It's a cross between cricket and basketball. They screen March Madness in our lunch rooms every day.
Favorite Coffee- Vanilla Frappuccino
Favorite Colors- Peach, Apricot, Olive and Teal. Though I would never wear teal. I'm not a white girl. I look AWFUL in teal.
Favorite Cuisine- Indian. Duh.
Favorite Pastimes- Shopping, Biking, Listening to music and hanging out with my friends.
Favorite food- Frozen yogurt. (Even better than ice cream)
Favorite dog breed- German Shepard
Favorite wild animal- The tiger. Or the elephant. Do elephants count as wild animals? I mean they're not exactly predators. But who's ever kept an elephant as a pet?
So there you go! 
 

SUMMER

SUMMER.
Two syllables that encompass basically the best time of the year.
AND IT'S SO CLOSE.

Brampton Problems

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmzkJIwy1WU

So if you follow this link, you can watch a video that a girl in Canada made about her issues with Indian people "filling up her country".
As an Indian immigrant, this is an important issue to me. It's very close to my heart. I've had to deal with insults about curry, our food, our values, our culture or and all I want to say those effin racist pigs is.
LEARN SOME RESPECT YO.
Now most white people are not like this. 90% of my friends are white and they have never treated me any different. But there's always that one guy who thinks he's so cool who will call me one of these names-
1. terrorist- Now I have things to say about this. First of all, Indians are NOT terrorists. It's racist and wrong to group all brown people together. Second of all- who the hell gives you the right to go around calling anyone terrorist? I mean nobody goes around calling all Americans "pregnant, divorced McDonalds eating teenagers." You know why? Why we don't do that? Because it's offensive and rude. And if I EVER heard a brown person talk like that, I would get all up in their face. I'm not saying that we are an exception. But to call a brown person, any brown person, from any region, just proves your ignorance. And you know what happens to ignorant people? They end up alone. So have some respect for people!
2. brownie- Now I have no problem with anyone calling me brown. I never did. I mean, I call people white all the time, and there's nothing I hate more than double standards, so call me brown. Call me brown, brownie, brown bag, whatever. I have learnt to embrace my brownness. What I have an issue with is when people use that term offensively. For example, there's a kid in my World Studies class who trips me EVERY effin time I walk by him, and calls me a brownie. THIS ISN'T 1985. SHEESH. Martin Luther King. Rosa Parks. Nelson Mandela. HAVE YOU LEARNT NOTHING? And when I see that same kid being all patriotic and emotional at the Martin Luther King Assembly, all I want to say is that skin color issues don't just apply to African Americans.
3. prude- Ok so you know what? I am not planning to lose my virginity to my first boyfriend on prom night. I'm not planning to get drunk every Friday night and throw up in the bushes. I'm not planning to dress like a stripper. I'm not planning to get high before school and then burst into giggles in biology class. GIVE ME A BREAK. You don't have to agree with my beliefs but you sure as hell have to respect them just because I respect your decision to be a tramp ass hoe/ "independent, self-respecting woman".
I think what truly hurts is when people insult my culture or my heritage. In the video, this girl makes fun of turbans. Turbans are a sign of respect. People wear them as a dedication to their religion or as respect to a higher power. Rosaries. Burkas. Turbans. These are all parts of different cultures and the people who wear them, wear them for a reason. Learn to be sensitive and understand that.
Another thing that pisses the crap out of me is the idea that immigrants are "filling up your country".
MICROSOFT.
AMAZON.
And if you're racist than even - SEVEN ELEVEN.
None of these things, in fact no business would run without the thousands of brown people working hard and using their brains to serve a country that they look to for opportunities. So you know if we stop "filling up your country", there won't be no country.
I am SO proud to be Indian. I am proud to be from a country that gained its independence through non-violence, a country that is deeply rooted with culture and respect. And I'm proud to live in America- a county that prides itself for being tolerable to everything. So it truly breaks my heart when things like this happen.
It's the time when I truly feel like we may never belong.

Confessions

1. I can swallow pills without water.
2. I hate jeans. Like I truly hate them. I wear them all the time, but I hate them. I hate how they feel, how they look, and the effort they take. Shout out to yoga pants for making you look sexy and feel snoozy at the same time!
3. I'm terrified of crime shows like Castle or CSI. Like who wants to spend 45 minutes every day watching all the different ways to die?
4. I truly believe that one day Niall Horan will show up at my doorstep and ask me to marry him in his ADORABLE Irish accent. Like no joke.
5. I think Goldfish taste disgusting. Like I do not understand why anyone wants to eat what essentially tastes like cardboard and cheese.
6. It truly bothers me when people ask me to go to the bathroom with them. I'm sorry, are you Hermione Granger? Oh you're not! So we don't go to magic school and you're not gonna get attacked in the bathroom. Then what the hell? There are only 1440 minutes in a day and I sure as hell am NOT gonna spend 5 of them listening to you pee.
7. I hate snow. I truly hate it. Like honestly, a part of me wishes global warming would happen just so that I will never have to see flaky white stuff on the ground.
8.All reptiles freak me out. Like those people who have snakes for pets? WHY? WHY when you can have a puppy or a bunny or a horse would you have a snake?

Blonde Jokes

Actually, let's not call it a blonde joke.
That's offensive.
Let's call it a people joke.
A "people" orders a pizza and the clerk asks if he should cut it in six or twelve pieces.
The "people" responds "Six please. I could never eat twelve pieces."
Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
I love corny jokes.

In fifteen years

Where do I want to be in 15 years?
So it was my friend's sixteenth birthday on Friday and we all went to Yogurtland for (free!) yogurt and then we went to a concert at the old firehouse. And while I was leaving, when the guy handed me my coat, he asked me if I was driving home. And I said "Nah, I'm just 15."
And then on the way home I realized that not only am I 15, but in 15 years I will be 30. Like I will be totally eligible to use an anti-aging cream, because I'll be 30. And if the show Thirty and Flirty is still playing on TV, I can no longer think to myself that the characters are old.
And you know, 15 years is not a long time. I mean, I've already done that and it really doesn't feel that long at all. So when I was going to sleep and trying to distract myself from how much my feet hurt (#oldlady), I thought about fifteen years down the line, and how I imagine my life to be.
About two years ago when I lived in India, the life I wanted was pretty similiar to the one of so many people who surrounded me, and similiar to the one I had growing up. I wanted to live in a small house, with maybe five rooms. I wanted to have a big family, with my parents and my husband's parents, like three children and cousins and friends dropping by all the time. I wanted to work in a hospital from 8-3, hopefully be at a comfortable financial state where my kids could go to DPS, and have a car, and retire when I'm 60 and tour India.
But things change. Over time, I've found the many many MANY cracks in the surface. Big families don't really work. And by moving me to Seattle, my parents basically ensured that that dream will never come true. I'm comfortable here now. This is my place now.
Now I have a new dream. I want to be living in a city, like New York or California, but the more subarban part. Maybe even Seattle, I'm not sure. I want to be working in a business or a bank, but a similiar 8-5ish job and earn money. I want to adopt kids, probably from India. There are so many children out there who deserve a home and don't have one. Why add to the population when you can help the children who need love and guidance more than anything else? And whenever I look at other people and see bad qualities, I tell myself to never be like that. When I'm a parent, I want to be the kind of parent who actually gets it. So many Indian kids out here basically hide their whole lives from their mom and dad, just because Indian parents live in this stupid bubble that they're still in India. And they're not. They have to realize that their kids are growing up in a COMPLETELY different environment. They have to be okay with boyfriends and school dances and understand the concept of privacy because I can guarantee, either their kids are just going to go ahead and do all those things and worse on their own anyway, or they're just going to end up resenting them . I see it happen all around me, and when I grow up I don't want to be that kind of parent because I don't want to have this "false" relationship with my kids.And I have alot of personal and professional goals in life. I don't know what career I'll pick, but I want to be good at it. I want to wake up in the morning and truly WANT to go to work. I want to earn enough money to provide a good life for myself and my family, and at some point, I want to do something good for the world with that money. When I was younger, I used to talk big things, about digging wells or working at orphanages. But I've come to the point where I've realized that with money, you can do so much more for the world, and make a much bigger impact. And personally as well, I think alot about the kind of person I want to grow up to be. My favorite quote of all time is - "Be the kind of woman that when you get out of your bed and put your feet on the ground, the devil shivers and says "oh no, she's up."" I want to be someone who is powerful, both professionally and personally. I want to be someone who understands the value of money, but knows that it neither brings happiness nor love. I want to be someone who's well educated and well read, who knows what's going around her, both in the community and in the world. I want to be someone who can represent the whole globe without ever having to leave her city. I want to be someone who is emphatetic, brave and kind, who can understand other people's problems, but doesn't try to carry their burden on her shoulder.

Dang, that's a lot of stuff for one post. But on a lighter note, last night was so much fun! I hope y'all have a perfect weekend:)

My biggest fears

1. that I won't get into any good college and I'll end up having to live at home and go to WSU and become a high school English lit teacher assigning papers due the day before spring break and taking like a year to correct a multiple choice test.
2. that there'll be some huge rumor at school circulating me
3. On a more global scale, sometimes I'm worried that China will get sick of the Taiwanese refusing to accept their government and invade them and because USA has a protection treaty with Taiwan, it would basically be World War 3.
4. that I'll go blind.
5. that for whatever reason I'll wake up in the morning and the internet will be...gone
6. that either one of my parents will become my principal
7. I'm worried about picking a career at 17 and then waking up 10 years later and realizing that I hate it.
8. that I turn into a crazy Indian parent who puts unrealistic pressures on her kids, makes big deals out of miniscule events, and does not UNDERSTAND the concept of privacy
9. that I'll walk into homeroom and my blog will be up on the screen
10. that Contagion really will happen

Women Power

Today, Julia Pierson was the first women ever elected to direct the SS. Women are making their mark everywhere. Yay! Girl Power!

"Oh you're in America? Life is so easy."

So last night I was videochatting with a friend, and in India right now they have board exams so she was telling me about how much she was working...and how lucky I was that I lived in a place where nobody worked.
So if you, like me, go to high school here, you know perfectly well how untrue that it. We have to balance everything!
"Oh you're so lucky, you can drive."
Yes we are lucky. But its not just a privilege, it's also a priority. We don't have drivers! When I come home from school if I had to stay late, I have to take the city bus. And that's not very fun! And to drive, you have to go to Driver's Ed- which ontop of everything, is ALOT of work.
"Oh you're so lucky, the SAT is easy."
It's easy because it's meant to test a different type of skill. Doesn't mean we don't have finals or tests or tons of memorizing to do. No actually, it means we have to cultivate yet ANOTHER skill over the period of time. And the perfect score comes with a ton of work! It mens SAT classes over the summer, which in fact, many kids pay for themselves.
"Oh you're so lucky. I've seen the movies. High school is fun."
I have one word for you about high school. Bitches. High school is bitchy. One day she's your best friend. Then she makes out with your boyfriend- now she's a slut and you're a loser who doesnt have a best friend OR a boy friend. Or you get asked to homecoming, but you're mom doesnt let you go. Then suddenly, your the bitch for not going with like the nicest guy in the world.
"Oh you're so lucky, school must be easy."
School is NOT easy. Nowhere is it easy. School is hard work. English is hard work. It's papers and thousands of depressing books and serious hours spent hunched over a laptop. Maths is hard work. Every class becomes hours of studying, all to get into a college which still wants community service and extra curricular stuff from you.
And there are some VERY real issues that we're ALL dealing with it. Even if you're not going through it yourself, you have a best friend who is, and her pain breaks your heart. Even if you might not have to deal with it, you're surrounded by people who do. Divorce. Anorexia. Pre-marital sex. Drugs. Suicide. Rumors.
People need to stop putting America on a pedestal. Life isn't easy anywhere.

College

I honestly cannot wait for college.

School

As of today, I have to write a paper about the inclusion of trauma in literature, solve about a dozen pre-calculus problems, read an 11 page article about bioluminescence and write a synopsis, study for an Accounting test, compose a list of things in subjunctive for French, and create a graphic organizer that displays the effects of socialism in the independence revolutions of Southeast Asian Countries.
And try to get some sleep. Somehow.
It bugs me when people say "Why are we doing this? We're never gonna use this in real life." So sure, if you're gonna be a barista at Starbucks, you might not actually use these things. But if you're gonna be an architect, you're gonna use trignometry. If you're gonna be a doctor, trust me, you'll need your bio stuff. And that's just the literal stuff. What about application? Learning how to problem solve. Learning how to write. Getting comfortable with a different language. These are all skills that intelligent, hard working people use in their day to day lives.
School does have some use after all huh?

When you grow up

"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
The most common answer of all time- I don't know. The only problem: I'm running out of time. I have to find some direction in my life. Without a real purpose, it's hard to be able to figure out where exactly my future is heading. I toyed with the idea of being an attorney for a very long time. But when I really sat down and thought about it, I decided it wasn't the best idea. An attorney's lifestyle is difficult, and its not what I want for myself. And I know my grandfather really wants me to be a doctor, and I truly believe that helping people is something important, something I definitely want to do with my life, but to be perfectly honest, I'm not sure I want to be a doctor. Biology is not my favorite class. I find living things fascinating...but not so fascinating that I want to study it for the rest of my life. And I honestly don't think that I'm smart enough to get into med school. I'm not trying to ask for compliments. It's true and I don't want to invest thousands of dollars and years of work for something that most probably will break my heart.
I think I want to do something math related. Math is my favorite subject. Math and history- but history isn't something that offers a lot of careers. Math is about numbers. Number are consistent. In every parallel of the universe, two and two make a four. Another class I take sixth period is accounting. I love accounting. I love marking transactions and I love being able to see what numbers can do. I think that I want to go into a field to do with economics or business or engineering.
But then again, I am a teenager. My mind could change any time.

Pope Frances

Big news in Vatican city! A new pope has been elected- Pope Frances. I was reading an article about the issues he wants to adress now that he's been given this post. He wants to stop Christian oppression, racism towards other religions, housekeep the Vatican, and what I found interesting; try to make Christianity a more liberal way of life. This is pretty controversial, and I'm not Christian so I can't say much but I think that this will be a HUGE improvement in the world. See, I notice things. I notice that the majority of gay guys (I'm not being politically incorrect or anything. I have gay friends. And they dont really like the term "homosexual".) at my school are atheists. I also notice that people tend to shun away from the idea of religion, or religious people and that they openly think the Bible Studies Club is weird, whereas if anyone ever openly called the GBLC at my school weird, they would be called horrible, old fashioned, and be avoided like the plague. These are all different way of life! One is not better than the other.
I don't pretend to be the most open-minded girl out there. There alot of things that I'm still not sure I'm comfortable with, and there are alot of ideas, that to be honest, I don't accept. But I would never NEVER judge anybody for their ideas or beliefs. There are two sides to every spectrum. It's not a good thing for religious people to judge atheists, but at the same time, it's not fair for atheists to judge religious people. While straight people should never judge gay people, gay people shouldn't assume that being gay gives them a sympathy liscense in life. While majorities should respect minorites, majorities deserve an equal amount of respect.
I get that these are strong statements I'm making and not everybody will feel comfortable with them. But like I said, you don't have to be comfortable with everything! Just respect and don't judge.

Rest in Peace

"She had the voice of an angel. She was so smart, so nice, so pretty." One of my best friends told me this about her. She. She was a student. A 15 year old student who went to Issaquah High School. She was my age. I might even have seen her at the Issaquah-Redmond football game, or maybe at Costco, or at the mall, or on the street. She may have been a part of the background of my life- I don't even know. All I know is that in 2013, during the last week of February- she took her own life.
This is the second suicide I've posted about on my blog and it's the fourth one that's been commited by a high schooler in my discrict, just in 2013. Given that I belong to one of hundreds of school districts in Washington alone, hundreds that are filled with pressured and bullied kids, over any span of time. Those statistics are frightening.
Did you know that the average American high schooler in 2013 (this is average, mind you. This doesn't count the kids taking 6 AP classes a year, quarterbacks who need the scholarship to go pro, or the one girl who eats her sandwich on the bathroom floor) is as stressed as a psychiatric patient in the 1950's? What does this have to say about our world? Our society.
She gave up her life because of bullying. Cyber-bullying- which in my opinion is the cruelest form. With cyber bullying, the bully doesn't have to deal with reactions or emotions. It just requires some typing and a click. I cannot stress this enough. PLEASE DON'T LET YOURSELF BE BULLIED. You are beautiful. You are amazing. And most importantly, you were put on this planet with a purpose; to touch lives, to make differences, to cause reactions. Nobody and Nothing can take that away from you.
Rest in Peace Claire Shen.
But I will not rest in peace. I will constantly, every day, smile at strangers in the hallway. I will watch what I do online. I will try to make myself an approachable person; someone who people can come to. And I will constanly encourage other people to do the same.
He gave up his life because of pressure. Because he couldn't deal with the amount of hard work and constant worries that he had to put up with to make it in this horrible Hunger Games we call high school. He didn't want to recieve a rejection letter from a college, or see a dissapointed look on his parent's face. The truth is that I don't really know. All I can hope and pray is that he can rest.
Rest in Peace.
But I will not rest in peace. Throughout my life, I will make myself strong so that I can handle the many, many rejections to come. I will be there for other people when they face rejections of their own, trying to somehow share their pain. I will try and try, until I succeed, to create an environment around me when in the end- grades and school and pressure will not matter- all that matters is being true to yourself, and being true to other people.
R.I.P victims.
I will not rest.
I will fight my own and other people's battles.
Each and every day.

Learning stuff from movies

"It's a trip you know. You imagine your life as a kid and you never stop to think that it might not turn out that way."
This is one on my favorite lines from Love and Basketball mainly because of how true it is. Two years ago I would never have imagined that this is what my life would be like. I would never have imagined that I would be going to high school in America. I would never have imagined that I would love to run. I would never have pictured myself taking a metro through Redmond to get home or going to football games or taking an Accouting class. Not that any of these things are bad, or that I'm not happy with how it all turned out. They are. I love the metro and meeting people on it even though sometimes I get scared of the people who're drunk or have too many piercings. I love football games even though I understand bout one fifth of what's going on- just that when the cheerleaders are jumping, I'm jumping. I love Accounting even though the loooooong list of numbers can be daunting. It's just that this was never the life I imagined for myself. I had plans and they never really worked out. I had A plan which will never really work out now.
I guess, it's time to make new plans. Just another piece of the countless wisdom I get from my hours watching the same movie over and over:P

Worrier

I like to say that I'm both a warrior and a worrier but the truth is that I am always leaning towards the stressed out side. My nails are constantly bitten off from worry, I'm always breaking out from stress and because I run and eat when I'm worried- I'm pretty much either running or eating in my free time:P These are all the different things I have to worry about-
1. My grades- honestly, the grades thing never goes away. I don't know when it stopped being for my parents and started being for me but the pressure and the fear of a B- will always be there.
2. An SAT score- 2400, 2300, 2200, 1800, 250 and BAM your life is over
3. My looks- I'm not- or atleast I try- not to be superficial but the truth is that every teenage girl cares about her hair and her eyebrows and her cheekbones no matter how much she denies it. So a good part of my insecurities go towards my outfit, or whether my foundation is blending, or whether my hair's breaking out into frizz.
4. My friends- I worry alot about other people. I worry about my friend's problems- with their families or their grades or whatever really.
5. Whether or not we're gonna have World War 3- Laugh all you want but when we study the world wars in history I always thank God that I wasn't alive during that period of time so I really really REALLY don't want to think about what that would entitle for out world and for me in general.
6. Whether Spencer or Toby will end up together on Pretty Little Liars or not- what can I say? They're meant for each other.
So seeing all this...I'm thinking I should get into yoga or look at the sunset more or buy a stress ball if  don't want to have a heart attack by age 40.

I hate those girls who walk around with a stick up their ass and their nose in the sky. High heels may make you 5 inches taller but they sure as hell don't make your personality any bigger. Wearing halter tops that push your chest out don't make you beautiful, they make your boobs a mile infront of your back. And having quickies in every closet in the school doesn't make you wise or better, it just makes you a slut.
I'm sorry hon, it's the truth. Next time- don't dump your crap on MY land.

Lemonade

"When life gives you lemons, make lemonade." I'm sick of making lemonade. I'm sick and tired and over with being positive. Being positive gets you nowhere. What's the point of thinking about good things when you're in a bad situation. No matter what you're thinking, you're still in a bad situation. In fact, you should stop wasting your brain space on rainbows and sunshine and fluff and start thinking about a way OUT of your situation. I don't know about you. If being positive works for you, I'm VERY happy for you. But it's done for me. I'm going to stop being optimistic and start being realistic. Which means I'm gonna dump that lemonade out and start having reality checks for my meals.

Love and Basketball

My FAVORITE movie of all time. Love and Basketball always cheers me up. Happy endings are just the best. Not to mention a certain fiiiiiine Omar Epps in his prime time showing off the kind of abs that could cut glass. Sigh. It's perfect!

Favorites

1. Favorite "I'm in a bad mood" food- cake pops from starbucks
2. Favorite way to relax- run
3. Favorite movie of all time- Love and basketball
4. Favorite subjects- Math and history
5. Favorite way to unwind- Doing my nails and biking in the woods
6. Favorite song to listen to- Thrift Shop by Macklemoore
7. Favorite place to cram- On the front porch, especially when it's raining
8. Favorite color- any shade of orange or peach
9. Favorite TV show- Lipstick Jungles and Glee
10. Favorite book - The Host

Background

As you see I changed my background. Why not haha!? Things get boring after a while and the all black scheme made people think I was goth. Which I'm not. I'm the most un-goth person there ever was! Most of my clothes are in orange or white- I mostly listen to top 40 music, not angry punk- I do NOT believe in the joy of death- and the only ink I have on my body is a heart in Sharpie my friend drew on my wrist. Ergo, (yes I've been taking SAT classes, so behold the amazing vocab) I am not goth- so this is the most un-goth background I could ever find.

Princess Nima

If I was a princess......I'd buy one of those really huge plots of land, like as big as Rhode Island basically, and turn it into a full on track field with jumps and dives and all that. I'd buy out Forever 21 and Free People and I wouldn't even bother to go vintage shopping- vintage shopping will come to me. I'd get one of those cooks they have on CutWeight who can make you four cheese ravioli with like zero calories. I'd buy all the pairs of boots I want, without worrying about the cost. I'd get one of those machines where you can literally press a button and lip gloss comes out; like on Lipstick Jungle. Life would be... perfect.
REALITY CHECK. I'm no princess and sorry son, but if you're wasting your time on MY blog reading about my crazy rich girl fantasies, then you sure as hell ain't one either. Life sucks. Moving on. Speaking of which, did you know this crazy lady in Russia fulfilled her own rich girl fantasy by marrying her boat? I mean....actually I dont know what I mean! There is nothing to say about that. Like can you imagine? There are like a thousand bad jokes running through my head right now! "Honey I could riiide you all day long. Honey, you're the rowboat to my dreamy life. Honey, you're abs are so smooth, they feel like water!" Ok so maybe coming up with boat themed pick-up lines isnt my biggest skill. Sue me. I dont understand some people. I mean, I guess it could be a peaceful life, but it sure as hell would be boring. Speaking of boring, I'm in history class and we're reading about facism. Actually, I find forms of government fascinating. It's weird to think about living in a place that's not democracy, but I guess when something is all you know, that's what you want for yourself. Okay I gotta go, I have to take a quiz. Wish me luck!

Nima's brain

"Herpes are the gift that keep on giving." First thing my AP bio teacher said today. Hard to get that out of my mind. Pretty Little Liars was on yesterday!WHO KILLED TOBY??? I should watch it when I go home. Should I take the bus home? Nah its raining and I don't want to get racoon eyes. I'll just get someone to drive me home. Jesus I can't wait to buy a car! For which I need a job. QFC's hiring. Ahh but who has the time? Between homework and whatnot. Whatnot. That's such a weird phrase. Why do I use it so much? Who knows? God knows! Oh sheesh...I need a haircut. Split ends. Do we get split ends in our eyebrows? Is that why they don't grow like down our face? Eeewwwww.
Welcome to my brain:)

Sex, alcohol, and standards

So today at lunch my friend mentioned that her step-mom had never wanted to marry a man who had a child, and ended up doing just that. So we started talking about the kind of people we'll one day want to marry. Now I'm not trying to sound judgemental, but the fact is that America's not the best place to look up to for a successful marriage. I think around 50% of my friends parents are either divorced, separated or previously divorced. Not to mention people whose parents were never married to each other, people whose parents have open marriages, and people who are products of one night stands or affairs. The sad fact is, I know at least one person who falls into all the above. And I think the problem is that people have no standards. I mean, my friend said "I think I'd accept anything in a guy as long as he's never been in prison." And another person said"Actually, it depends what his record's for...I mean underage drinking or thest is ok." Hello!!!???!!! What is wrong with this picture? The fact is, that there are certain standards that I hold myself to and I expect that one day I'll find someone who's the same. And wipe off that "it's impossible" look on your face. It's NOT impossible. My parents found each other. So did my grand-parents. My cousin found his fiancee. I know parents of friends back home who found each other. It's important to find somebody who's like you. Me, for example. I will never drink. I don't want to be in a state of mind where I'm not fully me. I mean let's get real, y'all, we're all pretty awesome. There is nothing in that beer bottle that could possibly add to that. At the same time, I will never have sex before getting married. I know three kids who are alive because of a high school romance between "soulmates" and lots of hormones. The sad fact is that college, real life and a crying baby came along- and the soulmates were separated forever. And not in a romantic way like Romeo and Juliet. And things like jail and drugs? It just goes without saying that those are NOT in the picture. These are standards I hold myself to, and if everyone else expected better of themselves- we'd have a much better country.

Time

Things go by so fast dont they? It feels like yesterday I was stressing about finals. Now finals are only three months away! It feels like I was just wishing for a tolo date. Now tolo is tomorrow!( AHHH SO EXCITED). Either way, my point is that waiting anything out will lead to a new situation. Time is flying by. I was just a freshman. Now I'm a sophomore. Soon I'll be a junior. It's hard to believe! Sometimes I wish things would just slow down. I'm just gonna take it one day at a time.

UW

I want to go to UW- University of Washington. Granted, alot of people haven't heard of it but UW is one of the best medical schools in America. It's close enough to home that I can come home some weekends but not so close that you know....I actually have to live there. The campus is breathtaking. Because it's my home school- I get a pretty substantial home-scholarship. I'm a HUGE huskies fan. And again, because it's my home school, there's a pretty high chance that a lot of people from my high school will go there which will definitely be fun. Honestly, I can't wait for college. I can't wait to begin with the rest of my lives- more importantly, I can't wait to get away. I'm an Indian girl living in America as a first generation immigrant. What that means is that I have a TON of rules. My curfew is 9:30. There's a no-boyfriend, no late parties, limited amount of sleepovers, and constant pressure from every direction clause in my life. For me, college means the end of that. Thank the lord.

To this day

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Bullies

Today, there was an anti-bullying assembly during school. And while it's true that I ditched it and got Jamba Juice with my friends, it's also true that anti-bullying is a VERY important issue. The worst part is- bullying works.The mean girls ARE the most popular ones and the guys who stuff freshmen into lockers are the ones we all want to go out with, no matter how much anyone denies it. When we live in a society where we basically admire bullies, how can we expect people to change? The problem is- no longer does bullying simply mean beating up a kid on the playground. Which is bad, but its true, kids need to fight to be tough. Now though, bullying means endless torture. It means suicide and drugs and cutting. And people usually end posts like these with something like "give someone a hug" but that just makes you weird. I'm gonna end it with telling you to stand up for YOURSELF. DONT LET YOURSELF BE BULLIED. If everyone followed there'd be no bullies. Or any bullied.

Sucks to suck

You eat- you're a pig. You don't eat- you're anorexic. You have sex- you're a slut. You don't have sex- you're a prude. You get good grades- you're a nerd. You're failing- you're stupid.You drink- you're trashy. You don't drink- you're uptight. Unfortunately, that's how high school. You can never win. You can never please everybody or be perfect. Sorry kid. Who said life was easy?

I love Boobies

There's a run for breast cancer down in Seattle this weekend FYI. Support the thousands of women whose lives are changed forever because of this disease!

Lipgloss

As of today I have a paper due tomorrow in English about the significance of bananas in Things Fall Apart. In that book, bananas are the main crop grown so they symbolize manhood and bravery and ideals and if you wanted to summarize the book with an object-it would be a banana. And after writing the paper, I have to write an "interactive question" about what object symbolizes my life. Lip gloss. If you know me, then you know I ALWAYS have atleast three tubes of lip gloss. The perfect birthday present- lip gloss. The best way to win me over- lip gloss. When I got asked to homecoming, he even wrote "HOMECOMING?" with lip-gloss! I have like 50 pairs. Organic. Shimmey. Fruit Flavored- you name. I even change them according to my mood sometimes- mangolicsious on sunny days and dark chocolote chip on sad ones. It's just...it's my thing. Everyone has a thing. Some people are known for always carrying a book. Someone are known for always losing their stuff. Some people are known for ALWAYS wearing a dress on friday- rain, shine or snow. And then there's me. Me with my lip gloss:P

Rumours.

"I heard that she's pregnant with Carson's kid.She's having all the mood swings" "But she's dating Ryan!" "So I heard that she cheated on him over Christmas vacation." "With Carson?" "No....with Helena." "Wait she's a lesbian?" "Yup- a pregnant lesbian." Pregnant lesbian. That's how things will end up when in reality someone is probably in a very happy relationship with Ryan, best friend's with Helena, had a civil conversation with Carson- and probably just had a bad day. That's just how high school is. The mouths are constantly at their job- coming up with crazy things instead of the simple explanations that are really true. Gossip is every teenage girl's favorite activity. And I'm not gonna be judgemental. I gossip just as much as the next girl. But I'm always amazed at the speed at which rumours get created- and how far away they are from reality. You know that saying "Where there's smoke, there's fire." I no longer believe that's true. Sometimes there isnt even a fire, but the amount of smoke generated is enough to cause lung cancer. It's like that game we used to play when we were kids where we used to whisper in each other's ears just to see where we'd end up? That was a fun game but like all things it stopped being a game just around the time girls started straightening their hair and guys started to wear cologne. Now it's totally got out of hand! Notihing is true anymore. Believe what you see. NOT what you hear.

College

College. Two syllables that encompass our entire future, dreams and life. Once you get into a good college, everything is ok. Atleast that's what my parents say. And they better be right. But what people don't understand is that we're all killing ourselves for those two syllables. Extra-curriculars, Volunteer work, sports, clubs, the good ol' GPA, scholarships, SAT's, AP exams, ACT'S. It never ends. Today my mom told me "You should get back into dance. You can put that on a college application." When did it all become about college? What happened to doing things because you like doing them? When did every quiz suddenly become your whole future? I don't know. But the truth is- nothing really seems worth it anymore.

NK

Happy Birthday NK!!!!You wanted to be famous, well this is all I can give you. As usual I will be cheap and brown and use my blog instead of a birthday card. But I do have a real present for you haha. Thanks for being my gay best friend:) So I can finally have a real cliche in my life. Love you! Snappy Birthday NK!!!:D

Rain and Other Stuff

So today is Tuesday being Classy Tuesday so I wore a pencil skirt, and actually put effort into putting on mascara and doing my hair. It rained. All day long it rained. Do you know how uncomfortable it is to walk home in a pencil skirt that keeps riding up? But then you add the rain and oh man! Suddenly your shirt's transparent and you're worried about your boobs and your skirt and your hair and your face and you feel like that one girl you promised yourself you'd never be-that one girl who won't get wet in the rain because of her hair. But honestly? I've lost any love for rain I ever had I mean back when I lived in India playing in the rain was my favorite thing to do. But now? Nope I've literally become that girl who I ALWAYS hated. And the strange thing is-I'm actually okay with that. I mean people change. Right? Right. Crap. I need to do some serious reflecting bout this. Like I ever reflect. Which I should! But I won't. Oh well...Happy Tuesday!

Vacation

"The people that need a vacation the most are the ones who just had one." VERY TRUE. It's been one day back from mid-winter break and I'm ready to drop. School has never seemed so long. The bus has never seemed so cold. Oh well.

Springtime

Well, it's almost spring. And while spring time is not my favorite time (hello summer), it sure is pretty darn close and here's why. First of all- THE SHORTS. At my school, if there's a sun in the sky, you won't see one girl wearing pants. In Washington, there really is not much of a difference between spring and summer so spring is the one time when it's ok to dress like a slut and not be considered one. (and we all love that don't we?) Secondly, THE END TO RAIN. I know spring is supposed to be all about flowers and trees and bees and what not but honestly, I'm just glad that I can straighten my hair in the morning and NOT have to put three layers over it to keep it straight. Thirdly- THE RELIEF. Yes, spring is the time for SAT's and AP Tests and all that but nothing can compare with how great it feels to just be done with all that crap. Fourth- EASTER. Now I don't pretend to be all mature and that so let's be honest- I love the easter egg hunts just as much as any little kid. I mean there's candy....and candy so yeah easter rules for me. So yeah, springtime is a good time. There's stuff to look forward to:)

Favorite Place

There's this car wash near Costco that I go to every two months or so to get my car washed and I have to say- it's my most favorite place in the world. In fact, sometimes I purposely drive in the rain or the mud just so that I have a good reason to go back. For one thing, I LOVE watching them wash the cars. They have all the cool high tech stuff like the wipers and the gas that makes the whole place a rainbow and all the soap and the foam and whatnot. (Clearly...I do not know alot about washing cars.) Not only that, they always give you free stuff with your newly washed car. Like yesterday,I got this really tiny blue statue of a cat, which is entirely useless but being a born and bred brownie, I love ALL free stuff. AND they have these HUGE center tables with glasstops and underneath the glass, they have dollar bills from EVERY COUNTRY in the world which I honestly think is very cool. And one wall is covered with nothing but cheesy birthday cards and anniversary cards and whatnot that make me happy. And they have like six rows of wine. Not that that particularly interests me, but I think it's how cool how OBSESSED people get about wine like they start treating it like a baby and cradling it and thinkingabout dates and years and grapes and all that.. For me? The only thing worth that much love is my lip gloss collection. And my favorite thing about the car wash? The guy who wipes the cars is.......undescribable. Like honestly, I can just sit there all day and never get tired. So.....yay for favorite places! What's yours?

Thankful

So today my English teacher told us that every day before we sleep we should think about what we're thankful for and I was just like "ain't nobody got time for that." I mean- when I actually have time to sleep- I crash. But right now I do have time, so I'm gonna try being thankfulon a day that's not Turkey Day. For starters- I have a blog. Hence, I'm thankful for a computer, internet access, a life interesting enough to blog about, and the ability to use a word like hence and sound smart. These are all good things. I'm also using letters and words.So, I am greatful for the oppurtunity to go to school, the ability to read and write and communicate. Hey, this is actually working. I might actually try this more. Thanks Ms. Badger! I'm thankful to have you for a teacher....until I remember the paper I have to write for you...

Cheesy pickup lines

Girll, I hope you got a driver's licsence cuz you just driving me crazy. HAHAHAHA No. I want to laugh. Or barf. Not sure. How am I supposed to react to that one?

Cheerleaders

So my school's varsity cheer team went to regionals yesterday and I went to the pre-party at the head cheerleader's house. And just three hours in a house FILLED with cheerleaders and I knew that the pom pom path is cut off for me forever- not that that was ever really the plan. Still. For one thing- those uniforms. Ok I have alot of good qualities- but poised is not one of them. I'm one of the most awkward people there are. I trip over everything, and my favorite position to sit in is on a table.So those few days I decide to make everyone;s day and where a pencil skirt (teehee) are basically torture for me. So everyday? Not a chance..I don't know how they do it. Another thing- the pep. I am NOT peppy. For me it doesnt matter if the glass if half full or half empty- the fact is it's not completely full which just means that I'm going to still be thirsty..so I don't care. I went through this uber positive phase where I was all sunshine and rainbows and then I went reverse mode where the sunshine turned stormy and the rainbows dissapeared. Now I'm kinda hanging in the middle...which is so not cheerleader material. These girls...the world is their oyster!Life is a present! So not made for Nima....And thirdly, the football. Now, I'm a fan of the pigskin just as much as any other girl. I go to some games. I watch the superbowl. When the quarterback walks by, my voice goes three pitches higher. But I do NOT understand it. So I would just be that one cheerleader who jumps up and down when my team loses totally not realizing it. Figures. So clearly- not cheer material. Gymnastics maybe?

Zoo

Today I went to the zoo with my friends and right now I'm wishing alot of things. I wish I was a koala bear just cause they're so adorable. I wish I was a horse because it doesn't have to be doing calculus which is what I should be doing right now. I wish I was a pig because I do NOT look pretty in pink. I wish I was a seal cause honestly flopping around in water sounds pretty rad right now. I wish I was a zebra cause black and white is always a classic, and zebras don't gotta worry about college and GPAs and parents and whatnot. Haha I shouldn't go the zoo so much. It's not much for keeping me satisfied...

Crazy Days

Today, I woke up to rain. Round lunch time, the sun decided to come out. And right now it's hailing. Welcome to Washington.

Solid day

Today I went out for frozen yogurt and pizza and watched Warm Bodies with my best friends which means I am in a good mood which means I'm actually going to post about something cheerful. Actually alot of good things are happenening right now. For one- we have mid winter break. Random breaks = Happy Nima. But seriously, talk about random. What the hell is mid-winter? Isn't that just spring? Who knows..who cares. Another reason for my great mood is that valentine's day is over and done which means the one day in the year when being single is the most depressing thing in the world. Now I can close my box of chocolates and go back to wearing my sexy sweats and being all that cool....haha except not. ANOTHER reason, in case the rest wasn't enough is that yours truly has officially completed all six seasons of Gossip Girl...and can officially say- What a waste of time. I'm officially above bitchy white rich people problems. BABAM.

Back Home

I'm obsessed with wishes. 11:11. Birthday candles. Eyelashes. I never let any of them go. And while I wish for the new boots I saw at Forever 21 last Friday and I wish for an A on my English lit. paper and I wish for my mom to let me go to Tolo- my biggest wish has always been to go back home. I love my friends, I love the weather, and I love my life but the simple fact remains that I would choose to move back home just about any day of any time. Things are hard for Indians in the U.S. Our parents are basically like wardens most of the time- with curfews and absurd rules. We worry about our grades. There are so many stereotypes. And most importantly, we constantly have to deal with these cultural issues. Sometimes being Indian can be a burden...

Indian

Have I mentioned that I'm Indian? Well I am. Just another Indian girl living in Seattle due to the Microsoft-Amazon spread. Its actually slowly becoming a cliché. The difference is, all those people go to fancy private schools while yours truly goes to a regular, public school where there are three Indians max. And truth is, I love it. I love being Indian. It means I'm forever tan, people always assume I'm smart, I get to have my regular friends and my brown friends, I get the BEST food in the world, I get to wear the best clothes, I speak multiple languages, I get to watch the best movies, I have a real, huge family and most importantly I have an actual culture. These are all things to be proud of. These are all things I AM proud of. Brownies ftw!

Valentine's Day

Given that Valentine's day is coming up, I decided to celebrate in my own unique way by posting about the cutest nerd ick up lines of all time. My all time favorite- "If I were an endoplasmic reticulum, how would you want me? Smooth or Rough.." And there's always the classic- "You must be the square root of two because I feel irrational around you". And of course "I must be Charles Darwin because I naturally select you!" So this valentine's day, why not try sharing your love Big Bang Theory Style?

Superbowl

Kind of late, but suddenly remembered that I wanted to post about the superbowl. Personally I was definitely rooting for San Francisco- it's closer to home and the weather rules but when the Baltimore Ravens won, I was actually truly happy for them. I'm a sucker for a happy ending for the underdog and that's what the Ravens were- underdogs. A lesson we can all learn from the superbowl is that its hard work and perseverance that pushes you forward as opposed to being the snazzy team that everyone's rooting for. I for one am extremely inspired. Btw- how cool was it that the two coaches were brothers! What a talented family! On a side note- Beyonce. Is. Flawless.

Child Stars

I was just watching a VH1 special yesterday on kid stars from the 90's and the good old days when they were....well kids. And I found so much of it hilarious. For example, they played an old clip of an interview featuring Lindsay Lohan right after Parent's Trap and she was talking about how she didn't want the fame to get to her head and make her do things that she would hate herself for. Wow. Talk about good intentions gone wrong. I also saw Drake as a teenager on Degrassi! I love Degrassi but no way in hell would I have guessed that the awkward kid in the wheelchair was the yolo king himself. Sometimes it's weird how things turn out. Back then, if all these kids could've seen where they would end up, I wonder if they would have continued acting. And that's why, before every decision I make, I'm going to try to think about whether it will come back to bite me 5 or 50 years from now. And maybe that'll make me a better person.

High School- how hard it gets

You may or may not have heard about the recent tragedy in Skyline High School. Skyline is our sister school...and we sort of hate them. What with their gyms with the amazing treadmills and plasma tvs and OUR gym that hasn't been renovated since 1991, we've always considered their life to be perfect. What happened last month proves that nobody's life is perfect. A student from Skyline took his own life in a car in the parking lot at school. Why? Because he couldn't deal with all the pressure. People dont often understand how hard high school really is. Yes it's true, America's a rich country so yes we are lucky to go to school without paying and yes we don't have to wear uniforms and we have school dances and mean girls, and sometimes it feels like a movie. What's also true is that in the past week alone, not one day has gone by when I've slept before one because of homework. What's also true is that we have to constantly worry about scholarships and how to pay for Driver's Ed or a car or even college. What's also true is that an average American high school, tiny people are stuffed into lockers and big people are thrown into dumpsters. What'a also true is I've seen girls go home to change their outfits, girls eat lunch on the bathroom floor and scars on people's wrists. And that's why it breaks my heart when people say "High school in America? Life's a breeze for you." Sometimes people don't realize how hard it really gets.

What's up with France?- Woldwide Wednesday

As you may or may not know, marijuana recently became legal in Washington state. And because I like to read the news and about things around the world, I looked up what other countries are doing to control their drug problems. And that's when I read about the new "drug-shooting gallery" opening in Paris. So basically, it's an open area where drug addicts can .."do their thing"...under medical supervision. Lay out all your cards. Secrets in the open. I have alot of mixed feelings about this. On one hand I get that we have to be realistic. But on the other, I feel as if this is just a step in the process towards defeat. I mean, sure, laying cards out on the table is good. No secrets are good secrets. But this feels more like acceptance. Do we really want the world to become a place where doing drugs is acceptable? Someday everyone is just going to have to take a deep breath and think about where we're heading and if that's really where we want to go.

TOLO

It's lame to go SOLO! So TOLO? Cause YOLO! That's how my best friend is asking her man to Tolo and your's truly came up with it. Clever right? Except not. Anyway, it's tolo time and I swear, every girl's got the fever. Crazy Crazy!

Hello Seattle

I'm from Washington. And make your jokes bout how Seattle is the land of sparkly vampires and clearly people up in heaven pee on us all day long in the form of rain but you gotta admit, I come from the best place in the world. Let's start with the basics- COFFEE. Starbucks? Seattle's Best Coffee? Technically, we are responsible for waking you all up. Coffee runs through my veins and that comes from being a Seattle girl (bred but not born). Another obvious one- MUSIC. I mean- Macklemoore, Owl City, 3oh!3, Ed Sheeran, Alex Clare, Afro Jack- there's a reason why Seattle has the best annual local music fest every year. Because we have the best local musicians! Thirdly, recently the bill was passed that gay marriage is now legal in Washington state. This is controversial, and even I'm not sure how I feel about it. But there's no denying that I come from a state that prides itself in respecting an individual even if they do't respect their beliefs. MICROSOFT. How can anyone deny the epicness that is the Windows Phone. (Tbh I can, I totally prefer Apple BUT that's not the point.) And of course- THE RAIN. Now I will admit, it gets annoying. It's annoying to spend twenty minutes on your hair when it's going to get ruined the second you walk outside. It's annoying to buy waterproof mascara instead of the regular kind which is much less expensive. But, all that rain is the reason why Seattle is so breathtaking. Like seriously. Every corner is like a painting. And lastly- THE SEAHAWKS. And while they certainly aren't superbowl material (infact they kind of suck most of the time), they're a great team and I'm proud to be associated with them. Just like I'm proud to say "Yes I'm from Seattle, Washington."

3oh!3

"Tell your boyfriend, if he thinks he's got beef. That I'm a vegetarian and I ain't fucking scared of him" So who else likes 3oh!3? My big news is that last weekend I heard them live. I have to say, those guys are even uglier in real life!!! Just kidding haha no matter how someone looks a sexy voice like that makes up for everything. Anyway, hearing them live was amazing. They're an amazing band with amazing music and amazing lyrics and when I tell people I'm from Seattle, I'm proud to nod when they ask "Isn't that were 3oh!3 is from?" But the truth is, everything has it's problems. 3oh!3 has had controversies over it's....suggestive...lyrics and it's.....artistic......videos. Teehee. But in the end, if you continue what you believe in, you come out alive. Soo this is my way of urging you all to continue with what you believe in. No matter what it is. Because I admire faith, and I promise you that you will end up with one faithful fan named Nima:)

Annoying people all around

While I feel like the new Nima should be more optimistic and less annoyed..I feel like that's overshooting. So here's a list of the top five types of people who annoy the crap out of me. And I don't want no people thinking "omg she's so cynical." I am a very nice person. These are simply certain types of people who get under my skin. 5. DENTISTS- Anyone notice how they just have to talk to you when they're doing their job? Like I'll have a gazillion tools in my mouth and they'll just be like "How's school?" And if you're like me and you can't let a question go then you'll try to answer. And it'll come out like "UGHSH FJEJFG GHEDJS" After which the dentist gives you a judgemental stare. And I don't like being judged. In short, no densists.... 4. THE CHEWABACCAS- Know those people who chew who look it'll save their life? You see em everywhere- the movies, the lunchroom, and if you're soo unlucky- in your family. CHOMP CHOMP CHOMP like they're trying to freakin clap with their teeth. 3. THE HERMOINES- "Omg I just can't go to the bathroom alone? Will you come with?" No I will not come with! There are many things I like to do with my time and listen to you pee is most certainly not one of them. 2. THE KRISTEN STEWARTS- If you're like me then you basically have a converstion with everyone. Know those people who just don't react? Like how lazy can you possibly be if you can't twitch your freakin face muscles? 1. THE HASHOLICS- #Yes#I#must#hash#tag#every#thing#I#do#and #twitter#or#instagram#or# tumble#or#facebook#my#entire#life#and#throw#it#into#your#face.

Hello World

To be honest, blogs are not really my thing. I mean for that you need the patience and the commitment to actually to blog regularly and think of things that people want to actually read about...but my big new year's resolution was to try to be this new and improved version of me who's more serious AND patient AND commited and I figured this would be a good way to try. Anyway don't be surprised if one day (sooner or later) the posts start coming less often. And then maybe once a month. And then every six. And then never at all. And when that happens it's official that new and improved Nima has just become old and lazy Nima all over again.