me heart saravana bhavan

i am in love with saravana bhavan. it has the best vegetarian food ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG....yea cause i went there last night...and i ate a channa batura.haha...okk..and i found out that my server's name was Shiva. it was my "proud moment" as stupid as that sounds. actually i dont think thats what its called but whatever..cause i was looking at the bill and it said "Server:Shiva" and i started laughing like a maniac. and my parents looked at me like i was a maniac. i remember the last time we went to saravana bhavan, it was my family and shravya's. and before that, it was my family, shravya's, my cousin's, and a whole lot of other people...and yea...but the food there is sooooooo goood...even though it's all tiffins and thaalis and that's all, they'still good. and all the servers there are like college students i think...like they're doing part-time jobs to pay for college or rent or whatever...that is the only indian restaurant that has college-age-ish servers and the servers eat after their shift. and i know this because everytime we go there, we stay till the closing time of 10:00 and we see the servers sitting at the back eating their thaali. yea...its soo amusing and interesting. it really is. and kinda hilarious....... :)
anndddd...going to saravana bhavan yesterday made me decide which i liked better: chilli's or applebee's. because of the whole servers issue. yes both the restaurants have high school/college age servers but i think the servers at applebee's are so much nicer. like they actually mean it when they smile and not just do it for the pay. yeaa so i was reallly happy that i finally made THAT decision thanks to the best veggie restaurant.
that makes me realize how only at the america restaurants, the waiters and waitresses greet you when you arrive and smile and say "hello. my name is weirdo. what can i get for you guys tonight?" NO ONE in indian restaurants does that. they just put the menus down and disappear and appear again to take the order all without managing to say a single word. well, atleast that's how it was with Shiva last night.
ohh so i was just looking at the bill and Shiva comes and stands next to me and i didn't notice so the bill is still in my hand and after i think a million years, he said "M'am, can i take that please?" and i hand it to him and start laughing. i seriously have no idea why. i laugh at such random times, it's soo awkward. jeez..hahahaha....i bet Shiva thought i was a retard.

--OMFG it's Hanisha

Late night deep talks :D

spoke to sai late monday night. and got a huuuuge lecture. on everything. called her to talk about the drama that is currently my life and all the other shit and she replied by telling me to shut up and listen to her. which is what i ended up doing. and she lectured me about how i have no confidence, so self-esteem, and keep degrading myself. and then proceeded to tell me that a frikkin B in chem and math wouldnt kill me and i will still get into the UC colleges because taking chem honors and alg 2/trig at the same time is the worst combination on earth. wish i could believe that. and then she told me to stop whining. haha. i know i whine a lot. like, A LOT. i think during the tennis season, while we were changing in the locker room, shravya once told me "hanisha. stop whining." too. so im gonna try to be more cheerful, more happy and less whiny. =)
and then we talked about how innocent i was in 7th grade. i really was. i wouldn't even say "stupid" and then come 8th grade and hema and shruti corrupted me. so we talked about that and the notebooks!!! unforgettable memories. and that whole conversation really made me realize how much i had changed as a person.
7th grade: shy and innocent
8th grade: super crazy, super retarded, and in my own world
9th grade: a whole learning experience and making mistakes and learning about true friendship
10th grade: just realizing how bad those mistakes actually were. and whining about them and being depressed and sad. most of this year was whining actually. haha.

but i changed so frikking much. maybe for the better, maybe for the worse. think i learnt some stuff along the way, maybe even became more mature(which is impossible), and just in general became more aware of everything. made more complicated decisions that i really didn't want to make but was forced to. realized what life was.


--Hanisha

Shravya this is for you:

Note: this is more like a post for shravya, no one else. so u can read it but doesn't make sense. and shravya, yea i know you're still stalking me and you will continue to do so till the end of time. no matter how boring i become so read this as you probably will:

so shravya came over last night. for pav bajji. haha. it was weird. and she is so weird. and it was a weird night. sort of. talked about christmas presents. and sweet 16s. didnt talk about any of the stuff we usually do during our late night talks during her late night visits. kinda sucked. but then again, it was my doing. but hey shrav, just want u to know, missed them. and u. =(
but i guess it all happened for the best. anyways, thanks for destroying my ghagra which im not gonna wear to shailu aunty's house on new year's. and im not gonna wear that langa voni you saw either. most probably PJs like you would want me to =) and im still get the best dressed unless you wear the crap you bought from india this summer. and WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME YOU LIVED FRIKKING DOWN THE STREET FROM TARUNI????? i would have come stalked you and hung out with your cousins. you are such a l-o-s-e-r. Taruni....but u can still come with me next summer..never withdrew that offer...so we can go to kalamandir and hunt down the fair and oh-so-pretty girl* you were talking about... :)

ps: six pavs? SIX? pig :P

i was sad last night.
so i wrote a few poems.
5. or maybe 6.
in the dark.
without the lights.
me. my pen. a notebook.
sitting on the bed.
in the dark, pitch black room.
i might have written over each line.
i couldn't tell. i couldn't see.
i think they were good poems.
intense. emotional. deep.
i don't remember.
i tore them up, you see.

o.m.g. d-e-a-d. DEAD AS A DEAD MONKEY

sooooooo.....
i took my chem final today.


i just have one question: WHY ME??????

seriously. why me?

.........stupid cats

when we were driving to school this morning, i saw a dead cat on the road and i made my dad stop the car even though he was yelling at me because i wanted to put it on the sidewalk or something....so i pick up the cat and it jumps out of my hand. it was frikkin ALIVE...what sort of a retarded cat sleeps on the middle of the road???? seriously.

and what sort of an even more retarded teacher gives us a test on the last day before the midterms? my chem teacher ofcourse! @#*&@$
i hate her soooo much..when is she going to review??? never..cause she wants to see us die.
-sigh-
i shall go study like a typical Lynbrook student now.

Lots of love, retarded cats, and even more retarded teachers,
HANISHA

Thursday Dec. 6 and Friday Dec. 7

omg i am such a mess right now. like all of yesterday and today also. i had SOOOO much hw yesterday. like about fifty million math problems and history hw and a chem lab and a chem quiz. and the buche de noel, which is a cake shaped like a log. for french class for extra credit. although i dont really need extra credit in that class because i have an A but incase i flunk the final which i dont think i will, then this can bail me out. so i couldnt do the cake till 8 because thats when priya comes home and we had to do it in her house..so yea..i TRIED doing some of my hw till then..like did my french dossiers crap which is this stupid folder with all the assignments of the stupid french soap opera about retarded kids who have nothing to do in life but run a cafe. soo at 8 when its pouring like mad outside i make my dad take me to hema's house and then hema's dad drops us off at Priya's. and me and hema just hang out with Simba, priya's cat for a while and he has the most gorgeous eyes ever. its kinda creepy actually. soo when we finally get around to making the cake and it is SOOO HILARIOUS and FUN and FUNNY!!! hahah we were going sooo crazy. and priya's mom was listening to radio and the song "unwritten" by natasha beddingfield comes on and i was standing around so i start doing the hula dance to it and it was so energetic too..!!! haha...and then we all cracked eggs and hema cracked hers in her hand and wiped off all the white stuff on my hand and im like:
me:hema stop rubbing the non-existant chick's umbilical juices on my arm"
hema: Hanisha, you must wash your hands with soap otherwise the salmonella will kill you.
me: well atleast then i wont have to take chem tests anymore
hema: *maniacal laughter*
me: but we put all the eggs in the cake too..will everyone die of salmonella poisioning tommorrow at lunch at the cake tasting?
hema: No stupid. salmonella dies when its cooked.
me: oh. well should i cook my arm then?
hema: *more maniacal laughter*

And then we just get back to baking the cake...omg priya threw all the crap EVERYWHERE...she was going insane. she threw the spoon on the floor and the napkin and i was cleaning up after her with kleenex tissues. we are insane. and also the recipe we were using called for 1 TSP of rum. well priya decided to be a bit indian-ish(although she is more white than indian) and just measure without a measuring spoon so she takes the bottle of puerto rican rum and pours it into the cake mix. and it wasnt exactly 1 tsp. more like 1 bucketful. so me and hema crack up like maniacs, it was so funny. and the whole frikkin cake smelled like alcohol. we were just talking about how everyone would go to sixth period tommorrow drunk. haha..!!! so yea basically we got high off of melted ghiradelli chocolate chips. which taste as good as they sound. oh yes we also made the icing which was very yummy..haha...

"a particular language's particular action's songs"
yea inside joke which i really cannot state here because it is too retarded!

sooooo i come home at 11 and realize that i had a lit quiz today and so last nite at i start reading the whole frikking 10 chapters of Bless Me, Ultima and i wake up at 4:30 this morning and realize that i fell asleep last night because my bedroom light was still on and my book was under my pillow and it was all crumpled and stuff. -sigh- yea. and i still hadn't studied for chem or done my math hw.
and at school today. well during art i just sit there working and some retard comes over and trips over my chair and i fall. how embarassing is that????? very embarassing. wtf..@!&*%$
and math hw, yea well the teacher decided to start at MY side of the room today. why? because i didnt do my hw today ofcourse. sometimes i feel like god hates me. like not even the regular kind of hating. like the "ure my archenemy and you shall suffer" kind of hating. and its ARGHHH and at french was fun though!! cause we were doing a project so me, anna, sheida, and this junior girl. and i was on SUCH A ROLL yesterday that i wrote the whole script and planned the whole plotline thingy for it and everything so we did everything yesterday so today we jsut sat there taking pics of ourselves with anna's camera. and it was fun!! and funny!!! and the flash kept going off every few seconds and shravya got pissed off because apparently the flash was disturbing her. AHAHHAHAHA. yes...and I FELL OFF MY CHAIR AGAIN!!!!! omgggg...except this time it was a more dignified fall though and anna started laughing at me like i was some sort of a hobo. jeez. you know how long it has been since ive fallen off a chair? AGES!!!! i miss those days.. haha when hema fell into the trashcan...lol..anyways yeaa..looong day and i actually dont think i failed my chem quiz that i didnt study for. it was fairly easy-ish. i'll just say that until i get my score back and see that i got like a 2 out of 5 or something. god life sucks. i know i said that before but this time, i seriously mean it. like seriously. why couldnt i just be icelandic? then i could just go to school in an igloo where they teach me how to escape from a polar bear and that's all i would ever need to know to survive....

Lots of Love, Cake, and drunken drunkness of rum(wtf???),
Hanisha


PS: YES, looong post i realize that...but felt like writing crap today so there you go!

Things they say about Love

Haven't they ever heard a song or read a poem or watched a movie?
If they had, they'd know that love is a school where the only curriculum is kissing,
love is the first day of sun after a whole winter of rain,
love is a secret thicket of small trees just outside of town,
love is how you are born,
love is how you ruin your life.
So when people ask, I want you to tell them that whatever this was,
it definitely wasn't that.

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

yesterday tutorial was fun :D
i was sitting there with my chem hw in front of me trying to figure it out and then i just go "fuck this...i'll just become a stripper"..like that one facebook sticker...how come no one gets that? this little girl is sitting there trying to read a book and it says "t-t-he cat in t-t-he h-hat...fuck this. i'll just become a stripper"...LOL its soo hilarious because thats what me and hema say all the time. but we dont really mean it ofcourse..its just our way of saying what the hell...strippers dont need chem. so we can become strippers and not do chem. yea. weird. ohhh and then i started listening to bunny bunny from the movie Bunny....in the library...on my ipodthingy and it was hilarious!!! because the whole song is basically an inside joke..its sooo funnnyy..the song i mean..haha..parts of it sound like human sacrifice drumming..!!! and there was a poor guy trying to sleep on the other side of the bookshelf and i kep waking him up with my retarded singing along!
ohmygosh and then i come home and this is when i get reallllllllllly mad. cause i was talking to my mom about me going to school in india next year, and she's like yea sri chaitanya...suure.and then im like what about little flower junior college? and she's like its realllllly good and realllly hard to get into...im like "well i mite as well try" and she's like "uh no. stop joking around and go study"....it got me sooooooooo mad...she practically said i wasnt smart enough to get into that coll. ARGHHHHHHH......i am SO MAD. so im gonna go to india next year and take that fucking entrance test and even if i fucking fail it and the people think that im a retard from neverland who just got a 15% on their test, i'll still be happy knowing that i tried. and then maybe i''ll just give my mom the satisfaction of saying "i told you so!"....but yea...she basically thinks that because i dont have introduction to physics whatsoever because we dont do physics till 11th grade here and apparently the freaks there start it in 9th. whatever. once school ends, i'll print random pages off the internet off of wikipedia on physics and sit there without a social life memorizing them till my head hurts. and without my mom knowing. so that when i fail the test, then she'll just think i failed it and i couldnt have done anything about it but if i hopefully don't fail it, then i can say "seeee its because i studied my ass off. u didnt even have to tell me. and im not stupid!!!!! hahahahhaha" and then go insane. yea. complicated planning.....i was looking at the college's website last night...it seemed pretty cool except for when i looked at syllabus for chemistry and saw random shit there that i didnt even know about..and then i freaked out. but i did recognize halogens and electron configurations. hahaha...!!!!!!
OMG now im obsessing over passing that test. life sucks. why couldn't I have just been Icelandic? Then I could just go to some little school in an igloo where they teach me how to escape from a polar bear and that's all i would ever need to know to survive. -sigh-

Lots of love, peace, and hugs,
Hanisha

Sleepy Cockroach

Sleepy cockroach. that's what im called now. last nite when we were driving home from a party, my parents and sister THOUGHT i was sleeping(i was just pretending) and my sister suggested the nickname sleepy tiger and my dad provided sleepy cockroach. so that is what i am now. GREAAAAT...just what ive always wanted. to be called a sleepy cockroach.

ohmygosh...last nite, sleeping was soo much fun..with my sister, she's hilarious!!!! so this is basically the convo between us:

me: arey re arey re manase jaare.... anthaaaa neeeee maya loneeee
sis: STOPPPPPP
me: do u not like my singing?
sis: no, it's good but im sick of hearing arey re arey re
me: oh. do u want me to sing another song?
sis: NO.
me: but i thought u said u liked my singing?
sis: im sleepy
me: heyy look im eating a lollipop..seee..do u want one?
sis: nooo lemme sleep
me: endhuko naaku ee aashalu...endhuku naaku ee baadhalu(?) o manasa manasa blah blah

and then my sister starts beating me up. yea and she's like frikkin six years old..omg...!!!!

and the endhuko naaku ee ashaalu..song..well chakravakam? YUP...haha in india this summer when i was staying with my aunt, she watches chakravakam and the other serial that comes right after it and my mom watches all these weird hindi serials so my aunt used to go to the next door neighbor and watch her two serials there and i just went along so yeaaa...i used to watch them..omg they're so frikin retarded...this is exactly what happens in one episode: the dude comes into the bedroom where the woman is sitting. and then she looks up startled with a horrified expression on her face. and then *dramatic music*. the camera is now showing the door. and then the woman's face. the door again. more *dramatic music*. the woman's face. the door. the BED!!. the door again. and then they say, watch again tommorrow to find out what happens.
seriously thats exactly what happens during the last ten minutes of every telugu serial. lamooo....
and as for the hindi serials that my mom religiously watches(kasam se, ghar ki betiyaan or watever, another one about three daughters, kyunki saas bhi kabhi bahu thi which ended i think, and the list goes on...stupid sony and zee tv and star plus serials)...yea so this woman in one of the serials wears the HUGEST bindi in the world. it covers like all her forehead its soo creepy..that woman has kids! mann i feel for her kids..they have to wake up and see this woman everyday..hhahaha...oh yea not to mention that all the women in hindi serials wake up at 5 am wearing 10 lakh sarees and their faces drowning in makeup so much that they would make the cosmetics industry proud. oh yea and 2 tons of shiny jewelry.
i mean, seriously, cause all of us SOOOOO wake up everyday looking like THAT. right.
ayeeeee. the women in telugu serials look like panimanishilu and the ones in hindi serials look like walking ads for everything expensive. wat is up with that??????

anyways.....

Lots of love, dramatic music and lame indian soap operas,
Hanisha

Life is better as a kid

[pani puri in dilsukhnagar]-[karate tournaments in 5th grade]-[arun buying pepsi sticks for me]-[random guys on the streets of hyderabad]-[all the inside jokes]-[randomness]-[getting hyper off of chocolate]-[day-dreaming in math]-[passing notes in French]-[eraser jokes]-[rainbow park whale seesaw]-[pichakaran and panimanishi jokes]-[bad singing]-[sexy dancing]-[code names for every person we come across]-[ranking all the guys on 1-10 scale]-[heart balloon]-[math tuition at 5am this summer for "preparing" me]-[ice creams at tank bund]-[that shop at banjara hills where me and varsha played truth or dare]-[kissing statues of models]-[the shop men staring at us]-[jumping off the bench]-[taking walks]-[late night phone talks]-[11pm conversations with shravya on my bed going crazy]-[taking a million pics and deleting them all]-[all that stupid stuff]-[bursting out laughing]-[fantasizing]-[the noodle dude]-[chemical atoms]-[bellatix aka dobby]-[the ghost]-[the seventeen]-[the fifteen]-[sexo tiempos]-[crazy PE exercises]-[staying awake chatting]-[dum dums in every flavor]-[chaat bandar next to the weird theatre]-[that one guy who was at Realiance Fresh]-[Ritu Bakery]-[the guy at the bakery next to ganesh complex who told me not to wear a skirt when i did]-[and he used to be ready with eclairs and alpenliebe cause he knows that's what i always buy]-[all the stupid movies we made fun of-all the songs sung together]-[going through hell together]-[laughing like maniacs till our stomaches hurt]-[crazyyy killer eye shadow]-[secret phone calls to secret people]-[facebook poke wars]-[stripper names]-[the derivation of 1417]-[orlie bloomie and johnny deppy]-[online torture methods]-[fun]-[peace]-[crazy]-[random]-[insane]-[friends]-[love].

[for pulling me through]


Me: heyy sruthi can u give jennifer a dollar from me. its in my pocket.
*sruthi reaches for my pant pocket*
Me: omg sruthi stop molesting me
Sruthi: WTF??? u told me to.
Me: I NEVER told u to molest me..jeez...
Me: um sruthi, can u take out the dollar please?
*Sruthi gives a questioning look*
Me: I promise i wont say anything stupid this time.
*Sruthi tries again*
Me: Sruthi, omg stop trying to rape me. i mean, i know u want to but please control yourself.
Sruthi: excuse me hanisha, sorry to burst ur bubble but no one wants to rape you. NO ONE. except for the guys in india who were staring at you. and all they want is to get laid.
Me: you have spoken a great truth sruthi. except for the part about how no one wants to rape me. i know u do. duhh, omg stop trying to molest my fingers now. jeez..get away from me u lesbo, child molester.


Alexa: Don't make me go Chinese on you, Hanisha

Maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me; after all, you're my wonderwall.

Life and everything in it...

So i was just thinking about all my friends...like the ones from way back. like akhila from 1st or 2nd grade..she's the only one i remember from AMS...and how we met again in 5th grade at a marriage and we recognized each other but were too stupid to come and talk. i regret that now. i wish i had just spoken to her. and everyone from 4th and 5th grade. esp. in 4th when my school was just built, and there were only 12 people in my class,...6 guys, 6 girls, and we had the bestest time ever. and in 5th grade, 24 people and ALEKHYA!!! from new jersey and i was soo happy cause someone from america so we totally dished about random american stuff. and me and swapna alternating between 1st and 2nd ranks, just the two of us EVERY SINGLE FRIKKIN TIME. i get first, she gets second and then she gets first and i get second. and sri teja, unbelievable guy. so quite but hella naughty i remember =) and krishna kanth aka KK/Kit Kat whose dad came and gave us all a lecture on not calling KK "kit kat" and sri harsha. omg. i can never forget him. there's always a special place in my heart for sri harsha. he was in my fourth grade class. and whenever we had to take notes in class, he would write super fast and be the first one to get done and then he would look at me and smile at me. He was the cutest guy ever. SOOO sweet and cute and it was nothing between us but still just that 4th grade crush thing. not even a crush really. but just thinking about the way he used to grin at me after taking notes as if checking to see if im impressed or something, is bringing tears to my eyes. and he left that year. i dont even know where he is right now. broken heart. and chaya lalitha, mounika, maheshwari, ravalika, and mamatha and all those girls, all those fun times. Looking back, i realize how much you guys meant to me and how much u influenced by life. How nice you've been to me cause i was the weird new kid from america who doesn't know anything. and all the love you guys showed me still lives in me. cheers to all of you, even you kit kat =)

Lots Of Love, memories, old school friends, 5th grade love triangles and so much more,
Hanisha

My friends are the kind that if a house was burning down, they would sit there making smores and hitting on the hot firemen.

PRINCESS LEATHERBUTTER

what's with my title you ask?
-Facebook stripper name application. so apparently this is my stripper name. oh joy!

what am I doing up at 1 o clock?
-let's see, hmmm, GOOD QUESTION.

Did I study for history?
-Watch me fail.

Why was amma yelling at me at 10?
-forgot to pay attention

Random thought of the day?
-i don't even know why i try anymore..im gonna fail anyways...BY hema =))

What do i want right now?
-a box of ferrero rochers and akhila from 1st/2nd grade =(

What am i thinking about?
-Life, friends, ex-friends, enemies, life in 5th grade, 8th grade, hyderabad, missing everything so much, love, shit, crazy stuff, AND HOW IM SUPPOSED TO BE STUDYING....o.m.g. i.am.dead.

should be studying for history but screw that.
instead i'll just sit here at 11 pm and type this post.
you know what, i actually think i have a blogging disease. im like in love with this thing. i always wanna write a post even when i have nothing to say. like right now for instance.
so what should i talk about? no idea. i'll just end the blog post here. what a waste of posts. jeez. i feel mentally retarded.
o.m.g.

Lots of love, mental-ness, and retarded-ness,
Hanisha

Random Thoughts

Random thoughts:
The last samurai
Obsessive blogging
Brad Pitt. OMG BRAD PITT
Crooked nose
Cross-eyed
Bunny ears
Puffy hair
Balancing chemical reactions
Who cares about balancing chemical reactions???
Lovey-dovey
Peace
Un sexo tiempo
Hyperdiaperdandelionpooper
“Don’t make me go Chinese on you”
Butterfly position
1231, 1232, 1233, 1234, Scissors, 1231, 1232…..Bicycle, 1231, 1232,….
The sky’s falling
The sky’s falling on me.
And you.
I’m going insane.
ohmyindianess
life sucks
life is hell
im emo
just yelled at grishu.
feel stupid
amma yelling at me.
again.
have to study.
but not going to ofcourse.
i really do have a VERY strong feeling that im actually going insane.



ummm.....burden it?no its not called burnden if it remembers all the memories. thats something else. it makes life special. it makes life worth it. it's what wakes u up every morning, gets u thru day. it's what u go to sleep to, and ur dreams contain. but its not called burden. its called randomness =) <3

Lots of love, random thoughts, and insanity,
Hanisha

un sexo tiempo

I love my friends <3 especially all the inside jokes between us..they make life worth it. and they make me smile everytime i think about them because they show the extent of our craziness, retardedness, and randomness. and they all the love possible in this world.

so yea here are random ones:

sarah: un sexo tiempo
me: ?
sarah: yea i was using a spanish translator for "time for sex" and thats what came up and when i retyped it into the english translator, it said "sexy time"
me: OMG. un sexo tiempo. je suis tres sexo and nous avons un sexo tiempo!!!!!!

alexa: are you dressing to kill hanisha?
me: no im dressing to have a sexo tiempo. DUH ALEXA!!!
alexa: whoaaa..are you sure you have protection?
me: me? nahh..i dont need protection. he needs protection from this sexy beast!!! alexa and me crack up like insane maniacs.

sarah: well so yea i have a 4.2
my jaw drops to the ground
alexa: holy crap look at hanisha
sarah: well you noe....um..yea...in chem...well not after the test we just took..um.. me: u have an A in chem?????? YOU? An A? in CHEM???? what the uckf?
sarah: heyy i still wanna impregnate her..jeez chill...

"hyperdandelion where all the cars run on diapers."

"hyperdiaperdanelionpooper"

me: ure like a milli-inch away from me hema! i can just push u over so that u fall on the railing and break ur head open so then i'll have to take u to the emergency room and not have to take my chem test next period.
hema: yes...or we could just do it the other way around.
me: how about we both push priya off the cliff so then we'll all hail down a cab and take her to the emergency room in downtown san jose and ditch school and hang out with the downtown hobos?

bridges-martell=priya bridgemart

" Shravya, you can't do this to me. You can't just walk away everytime....Shravya, don't please. DON"T. Shravya, talk too me..please shravya talk to me. is it someone else now? is it? vandita? vishnavi? upu vasana? UPU VASANA??????? "
----MITR...my friend =D funnny

"Rhea, Viral infections, Anaphase, undecided."

SIDDHARTH=LOVE

" 1-800-GET-LIFE."

"I draw hearts cause I cant draw perfect stars"

"Life is hell. Hell is life. we're in hell."

" dear. DEAR. DeAr. Dearie. DEARIEEEE"

"..if i ever get off house arrest"

" Where's my co-loser?"


Lots of love, randomness and inside jokes,
Hanisha

Friday November 9th...2007!!

what a weird day!
1st period-art: sooo i still had to do my project but instead decided to waste time and read magazines and halfway thru class i went to the bathroom to put mascara on...so i go there and open the thing to put it and guess what? i opened it from the wrong end. so just as my luck would have it, the stupid stuff fell over my face. so i had to stand there scrubbing it off while random people who came in stared at me. sooo yea. and i dont even put makeup cause i hate it. it was just for today...oh well...
2nd period-math: just the usual stuff...parabola crap, factoring and shitt...ate a pack of MandMs tho =)
3rd period-history: omg presentation and ofcourse..my group has to get the stupid paper that says we get to do a rap song. greattt. so then about half of the given time, we sit there whining and then we write down the song. and josh wanted to sing it to the alphabet song. alex wanted to sing it to twinkle twinkle little star. and me being a genius said that we should do it to"in the jungle..the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps tonight..." that song..is it from lion king? i think...yea so thats what we do..i'll post our song later..lol..the funniest thing ever though..going up there and making a fool out of ourselves.
4th period-world lit: haha i probably have an F in this class..cause the teacher hates me..cause he always catches me spacing out. and its ALWAYS me..like the girl rite next to me is texting her crush or wateva and he never even looks at her...omg..so unfair...and plus he caught me like reading a rolling stones magazine the day before..haha i dont even like that magazine..i just saw something interesting so was looking at it..so he says, "yes that sentence is incorrect because the comma should be inside the quotation marks and hanisha, would u please tell us what's in this month's rolling stones magazine?"..sooo emabarassing..!!!
5th period-PE wt. training: omgggg...sooo much fun..me and alexa and sarah goofing off like maniacs..and them both ganging up on me by putting a 1000 pound bar on me to "get answers out of" me. haha....and all the quotes today..unbelievable amount of fun..they're my PE homies and un sexo tiempo partners in crime =) ♥
6th period-French 3: omg cafe de reves episode 2....its a french soap opera and its sooo exactly like the telugu ones...omgg...the lady hits her head on the pole and blood comes out of her nose and she's unconscious. and dramatic music. lol hilarious..that and the passionate making out of isabelle and djamal. omg le beur. haha...and oooh today was the crepe party too...stuffed myself with chocolate fudge, nutella, whipped cream, peanut butter, chocolate chips, powdered sugar, and more whipped cream. stuffed dead.
7th period-Chemistry Honors: I HATE IT. i wish it died. and went to hell. whoever invented chemistry obviously didnt have anything better to do with his/her life. seriously..why couldnt they just get together with their 90 year old friends and gossip about the'r next door neighbor? noooo...instead they HAD TO go probing around with chemicals and create chemistry. life sucks.

and uhh what else happened todayy...dont remember now..and oh yea well yesterday, i tried the mascara again and this time i actually opened it the right way. but guess what? yea, i stabbed myself in the eye with the stick. life is sooo great....i think i just give up on mascara. and that weekend, major blowup with shravya but......watever. i changed so much this year...like especially the last month or so. its like i dont even care about anyone anymore. its soo sad but im just learning to not care what other people think about me or give a shit as long as i get what i want. cause then i'll be that much ahead of them and they cant say anything to me anymore if im better than them. right? yea.

I LOVE MY FRIENDS....yea that was random....

lots of love, looong boring days, and failed chem tests,
Hanisha

....

In response to a certain person's post:

purpose of the blog: to frikkin get the shitt off ur mind and put it down on here instead of carrying it everywhere. and the fact that it does make a difference because i do care what you think.
and it's not an issue of publicity...or showing off. there's nothing to show off infact. it's the truth and it's to show people that what you are underneath is different from what you portray on the outside.

as for the meaning of life: that's upto you to figure out. yea it's fucked up but heyy, that's why they call it life.

and education makes you rich? maybe to some extent but apparently not in the case of bill gates, a high school dropout and a frikkin billionaire making more money than my dad who has frikkin three masters degrees. yea i dont get it either. and placing that much importance on education is something more of the indian culture rather than personal belief. if ure not an engineer, a doctore, or a lawyer, you're not successful. that's what i grew up hearing. and as for doing what you truly wanna do, well i dont know about others but if i tried to tell my parents anything other than what they wanna hear, then i would be pretty much dead cause im totally dependent on them. i cant do my own thing till im on my own feet. and no one wants to do something else and be apart cause everyone is afraid of being labeled a loser instead of an original. scared of not fitting in or standing out in a bad way. everyone wants to do want others do so that they're not the only ones doing something that is wrong and they wont be the only ones being picked on. same goes with speaking ur mind and being honest about who you really are. people say they don't judge others by how they look. AS IF!!! anyone who says that is fucking lying because maybe people just differ on how much they value looks but in the end, those looks do matter to everyone. when i look at someone, the first thing that stands out is how they look. i admit that. i just DO NOT judge them based on it. but i do look. who doesn't? why the hell do you even bother lying?

and yeaaa my life is fucked up too. beyond my worst nightmares infact. and im dead inside. fucking dead.

---H

I feel kinda sad right now cause of wat i just did. but also happy cause i did the right thing. and i feel kinda freee =) <3>

should be doing hw.....but...

Feel like just writing random stuff..i don't know why...
i feel sad...i don't know why...haha..actually i do know why...it's because of school..duhh haha...too much academic pressure...pressure to get straight As, to get into a good college, to do extra-curricular activities and kinda makes me wanna scream my head off and just quit. some days, i just feel like saying "THAT'S IT. I GIVE UP" and walk out of class and plop down on the grass and going to sleep. too many expectations, too many disappointments and too many sad faces. i feel like im disappointing everyone around me including myself and that makes me feel hecka sad. arghhhh i don't know what to do!!!!!!
maybe i'll just go take a nap. yea i think i'll do that..
later peeps,
peaceee out--Hanisha

smiilee

i wanna be the reason for the smile on your face and the ONE CRAZY GIRL in your life that can never be replaced. I'm not that good of a person. I make mistakes. I have regrets. I act a lot smarter than I really am. I cry. I laugh way too loud when something isn't really that funny and sometimes the mean things people say about me can really get to me. But i smile no matter what cuz i don't want my tear to spread on your face.

You're only young once, so be bad, break the rules, get caught... & make it count.

it's no big deal..I'm just a crazy girl reaching for big dreams

waste time with you friends, live for the moment, laugh often, be immature, do anything and everything, if its something that you'll regret in the morning...sleep late and when you wake up laugh about it with your friends cause friends are what matter the most.

Nothing lasts forever so live it up, drink it down, and laugh it off. Avoid bullshit, take chances & never have regrets because at one point everything you did was exactly what you wanted.

the truth is you don't know what is going to happen tomorrow... life is a crazy ride and nothing is guaranteed.


and when people say "you've changed," you haven't. you've just stopped living life their way.

and in the end the truth is:
we hide so we can be found
we walk away to see who will follow
we cry to see who will wipe away our tears
and we get our hearts broken to see who will come and fix them

FIRST THING: the person(s) in my album/prof. pic DO NOT necessarily have to be ME..it could be my frends/family/random. dont assume its me just cause its a face there. I describe myself with quotes =)..my whole life tends to be one quote after another. if you don't know what that means then don't worry, i don't either. most of the time i don't know what the hell i'm talking about.


"If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you ever tried."

"There are two theories to arguing with women. Neither one works."

"U learn to like someone when u find out what makes them laugh....but u can never truly love someone until u find out what makes them cry.... "

quotesieeess(???):

"I draw hearts cause I cant draw perfect stars"

"Life is hell. Hell is life. we're in hell."
-the ganngg

" 1-800-GET-LIFE."
-cause shravya doesn't have one..duh

" dear. DEAR. DeAr. Dearie. DEARIEEEE"
-that's what shravya calls me...soo annoying.

"..if i ever get off house arrest"

" Where's my co-loser?"

Me: im sorry. i really am. im extremely sorry. i am sooo sorry. im sorry. im really

really sorry.
Me: i said i was sorry. im so-
My Sister: i heard you the first time!!!
Me: oh. but u didnt say "it's ok" or anything.
Me: im sorry. im so so so very sorry.
My sister: IT'S OKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: =) are you sure its ok? i can say im sorry again if u want..if ure not sure
My Sister: --leaves the room---

haha i love my sister..shes hilarious..

"WATCHUNG SHRU"

" Shravya, you can't do this to me. You can't just walk away everytime....Shravya, don't please. DON"T. Shravya, talk too me..please shravya talk to me. is it someone else now? is it? vandita? vishnavi? upu vasana? UPU VASANA???????????? "
----MITR...my friend =D funnny

"Rhea, Viral infections, Anaphase, undecided."
-OMG don't even ask...

Me, i'm a dishonest person. and a dishonest person you can always trust to be dishonest. honestly. it's the honest ones you've got to watch out for. you never know when they might do something incredibly...stupid.
-the most awesomest Cpt. Jack Sparrow

"if you were waiting for the oppurtunate moment, that was it."
-SParroWWWW

Me: i don't know why she would choose HIM. personally, i'd choose brad pitt over anyone.
Hema: eww. brad pitt's like 50!
Me: 50....but HOT!!!!

"therez lotta divinity and satisfaction in makin 1 person ur life rather than fcking a dozen bitches...."
~Teju =)

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
my 2 most favorite quotes EVER:

When people say "you've changed," you haven't. You've just stopped living life their way.

~Some feel the rain; Others just get wet~

웃 ►♥㋡♂♪♫☞☻ツ�ॐ▄▀★

♥Be♥A♥Dork♥
cuz life's too short to be cool....

its a bit hard to describe me cause im soo weird..haha no really u cant put me into one specific category..im all over the place..and i always try to be perfect and try to fit in and do the right thing and sometimes i just feel like "DAMN THIS" cause im so sick of trying to be perfect which is just impossible. and yea no one understands me at first and then some wont like me but most do after they get to know me. i dont believe in love at first sight. and i laugh hellla lot. love making others laugh..its wat i do. i get hyper off of chocolate, sugar, my friends, laughter and funny stuff. and i think chaning tatum is god's gift to chicks everywhere. i love harry potter beyond anything else and um..i dont noe what else to say....uh..yea don't add me if u dont know me! please don't unless you want me to scrap u asking, "are you blind? or illiterate? or just plain stupid?" for adding me. yea. i can also be a complete biatch with some people and an angel with others. peace out.

about me..um continued i guess...

-im a very random person
-harry potter is my obssesion, music is my passion, chocolate is my addiction and laughing is what i do.
-i dont believe in love at first sight
-i hate fakes and stuck ups and snobs and wannabes
-hyderabad is where my heart will always be
-but i love california too
-im weird, funny, crazy, insane, mental, and a good friend
-i love people who make me think..like they shouldnt put themselves out there completely..i like a little mystery =)
- i tend to go after people who resist me...=) which sounds weird but i cant really explain it...like if i add someone and they dont talk to me, i'll bug them till they do and eventually they just start talking...i hate it when people come after me u noe? i have to pursue them myself and anyone who makes me do that gains a lot of respect from me. seriosuly.
-i get hyper off of sugar and funny stuff.
-i love making people laugh. u just get a different kind of satisfaction from that, a diff. kind of happiness and it makes you feel good to know that you just made someone's life that much better even if it's just for a second. and i LOVE people who make me laugh...
-im a dreamer.
-sometimes when i feel sad, i cry. a lot. and i feel crappy and feel like everyone hates me. at times like that i talk to my friends. cause i value NOTHING and NO ONE more than i value my friends. they mean the world to me.
-i talk like a talker on steroids.hmm...whatever that means..but seriously, i cant shut up...and usually half of what i say is nonsense and the other half is crap..well there's a small part of what i say that actually makes sense but in very rare circumstances..the bottom line is, im addicted to people who talk to me or listen to me. =)
-im a nerd with a LIFE...so i hate it when stupid people think im a nerd cause im not..im just smart enough and plus nerds dont have a life but i do. so yea.
-i have waay too much desi pride but then there is no such thing as too much pride for ur country so watev. i love india thats all.
-im a really self conscious person. and i hate girls who depend on guys...and i believe in having self confidence and being ur own friend cause u can only trust urself in this world.
-i hate guys who freak me out. lol. hate pervs, guys who act all macho all the
time, who have no sense and dont respect women.
-im a HUUUGE supporter of non-profit organizations and love donating money and helping out..like when i went to india this summer, people thought i was insane or something cause i gave out like money to the beggars..and i only gave them like 5 rupee coins and ten rupees and 15 rupees. although i did give this woman with a baby a fifty rupee note in this theater when no one was looking. and it makes me really sad to see poverty so yea. and when i give money everyone stares at me..seriously. i feel like a freak for being nice. oh and my aunt thought i was
retarded for giving out so much money and she didnt even see my give the fifty..haha..and this auto driver dude saw me and thot i was like rich or watever and im like hell no..and when i went to tuition, after it was done, this women was there practically in rags with this torn skirt and she asked for a saree and im like uhh i dont wear a saree..and she told me to go inside and get one from my mom or watever and i said i dont live here...and then i ran away cause i felt soooo bad.
but i did give her 15 rps which is all my aunt wud let me have.
-damn i talk a lot....like i said before.
-i miss india =(
-i love being crazy and i love crazy people.
-i hate crowds
- i hate shopping but LOVE clothes
this is all for now...i guess...