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