Like It's His Birthday.

He's so wasted,
Acting crazy,
Making A Scene,
Like its his birthday.

Sorry for screwing up your lyrics Good Charlotte. Wait, I DON'T CARE! Because I'm 17 and its my birthday. Wish me people, make me happy. You have to, or else you will be struck by lightning. True story. Follow me on twitter.
Okay I'm 17. So what? You may be 17. I don't care. I'm 17. You should care. I'm bored. Too many people wish that I have a happy birthday. I don't mind.
I'm in a dilemma. Today SRK's KBC episode airs on Sony. Big win.
Today I plan to eat a sizzler. The problem is that KBC airs when I plan to eat the sizzler. WHY IS GOD TESTING ME?! WHY?! I HATE CHOOSING BETWEEN SUCH DIFFICULT CHOICES! ITS NOT FAIR! No wonder I screw up the SAT.

Happy Birthday Virender Sehwag (my knight in shining armor), Usha Ravindran (my Grade 9 and 10 social studies teacher), Gulnaz Afzal (my Grade 4 class teacher) John Lithgow (Trinity Killer, fellow serial killer), Danny Boyle, and others.

240 Minutes to Midnight

In 240 minutes, I shall cease calling myself a young 16 year old. I shall call myself a very much alive 17 year old. In 241 minutes, I shall be having the happiness tat a birthday brings. In 245 minutes, The birthday orgasm will vanish and I will want to become a 16 year old kid again and correct everything that went wrong last year. That would mean living last year all over again. At least 364 days of it.

Let me go through the year that was...
Make friends - Done
Take friendship from good to Lady Gaga level of awkwardness - Done
Help friends get "close" friends - Done
Brainwash friend - Done
Not get a girlfriend even after helping other almost get one-Done
Dandiya - Not Done
Get a full-grown beard - Almost. Need more testosterone.
Bang chicks - No. That is all.
Destroy a horcrux with Harry, Ron, Hermoine - HELL YEAH!
Get Mylo Xyloto-ed - Yeap.
Get influenced by Justin Bieber - Not yet.
Do something useful for the community - Yes. If not doing anything counts.
Survive natural calamities - HELL - FUCKING- YEAH!
Start a Photography/DJ page on Facebook - No - fucking - way (Wow, Facebook found its way to Google Chrome's dictionary. No wavy red line under it. HOW THE HECK DIDN'T HERMOINE MAKE IT TO THAT LIST?!)
(If your sex-chromosomes read XX) Get you to the top of my to do list - DONE!


Pretty stupid year. SAT results out tomorrow. A very happy birthday indeed. I'll get a stupid 1800, get laughed at and life will go on at 17.

Charlie Brown loved the Princess of China. They went (Us) Against The World to reach Paradise. There, she broke his heart, and their love went Up In Flames. Charlie realized that Every Tear Drop Is A Water Fall. Don't Let It Break Your Heart, Charlie.

"You, use your heart as a weapon,
And it hurts like heaven"

Mylo Xyloto has taken over my nervous system.

17. Not Again.

It so happens that I turn 17 in a week's time.(Read: Give me birthday gifts. I like iPods/iPads/any other gadget that blows up minds, and expensive things). 358 days have passed so fast. Like neutrinos. Unfortunately, I don't feel clever-er than than what I was last year. I don't feel anymore mature. This week, I'll spend quality time on thinking about what I have achieved in the past year. I'll probably end up with what I've ended up with every year : Nothing. Fuck that shit. I'll have to try again this time, anticipating a positive reply.

The Space Labs thing on YouTube got me excited for a few hours, during which I frantically posted the link to 5 different people. After 3 hours, Space Labs didn't matter to me. Wait for it... I'm excited about it once again. http://www.youtube.com/spacelab. Give me your ideas. I deserve a zero gravity ride. OMG, STEPHEN HAWKING IS THE JUDGE. DAFUQ!

The weather is cooling down. I'll have to start applying to colleges after next week. May The Force Be With Me. I need it. It needs me. I am it. It is me. You can't be me. I don't know what I'm saying.

Dexter.