A Lesson Learnt....

NOTE: Not one of my better posts, but I just had to put this down somewhere.

I had an experience recently that seriously affected me in many ways.

I had gone to tuition and we had a test which got over in just half an hour. We had another thirty minutes to kill, and so one of friends decided to give a party just for the heck of it. I didn't want to go home, but I wasn't sure if I should just wander off without telling my rikshaw kaka either. Still, ignoring the voice of my inner conscience, I started walking with them towards the nearest Cafe Coffee Day, which happened to be much farther away than I thought it was.

By the time we reached there it was already a quarter to seven and I was getting tensed. But in the excitement of ordering and finding a place to sit I managed to fool my conscience yet again. The cashier took an excruciatingly long time to process our bill, and an even longer time to actually give us our orders (it was actually two coffees and a piece of cake that we all shared, cos we had a limited budget and CCD is wayyy expensive). We started eating at seven, and I had given up all hopes of reaching back in time. Finally we finished eating and began walking back at seven fifteen. When we got there at seven thirty, the first thing I saw was my kaka, who told me to go and tell our tuition sir that I was safe.

Imagine my mortification at bursting into a class and telling sir that I was okay!! He told me to call my parents. I called my dad, and the tone of his voice itself told me the deep, deep trouble I was in. The whole rikshaw ride home, I was freaking out about the scolding I was going to receive when I got home. I probably burnt all those calories in the rikshaw itself!

When I reached home, instead of the scolding I expected, I had a talk with my dad. I know that it was my responsibility to call and tell that I was going to be late. But I was too caught up in my own world. I don't want a cell phone either. Of course, I knew that my parents aren't going to trust me after this, ever again. That was a lot less than what I had been expecting, but somehow it hurt more than a grounding would have. But I learned something from this incident: Nothing, no party, nothing is worth losing your parents' trust. And I have to work extra-hard to earn it back.

Happy New Year.... or not?

Yes, this is late. So what? :)

So. We've finally reached 2010. A new year, new decade, and new hope for all those affected by the recession. In general, 2010 has been greeted with joy by economists and reg'lar ol' people like you. About me... well, let's just say that I'm not greeting the new year with whoops of delight. Yes, yes, blasphemy. But I have pretty valid reasons for not being happy about 2010.

One, and the most important reason, is also the most obvious. I'm going to tenth grade this April, and I'm not ecstatic about the fact. Tenth grade means study, study, tuition, and more study. No time for enjoyment, books (*sigh*) or music. Plus, cos of the new pattern set by the CBSE, we're going to be marked not only on our academics, but on our "overall development", so I'll have to watch every step. With my dad on the warpath, I won't even be allowed sleepovers or movies, so I guess I'll have to enjoy whatever I can now! There's also the tension of living up to the expectations set by the current tenths, namely Glox, Maggot and the rest (but mostly Maggot :D) (@Glox: No offence!!).

The other reason would be leaving the ninth grade. Ninth has been one helluva roller-coaster ride for me, but an enjoyable one! I got to see my peer group finally steadying out, and just sorta chilling. I got a gang of friends who love me for what I am, and not my looks, or marks, or the kind of parties I give. We *finally* started talking to and interacting with the guys, and becoming non-cootie-ish. Our whole class rose up in a revolution against the teachers, and got in a lot of trouble, but the point is, we stuck with each other throughout. We began realizing the importance of class unity.

One more (foolish) reason: I have to stick to my new year's resolution! I promised myself that I would try to live a healthy lifestyle and stop eating junk food (irony alert!). Let's see how long I hold out on this one, okay?? :D

Something I'm actually looking forward to this year: turning 15. It sounds very... exotic, I guess. Will have to experience it to find out. :)

The good stuff about 2009:

1. I joined Facebook and Twitter, which changed my life in so many ways!! I can't imagine life without Facebook. Period. Same applies for Twitter, which is the one place I get to bakofy a lot of nonsense with no one to stop me (excluding this place, of course).

2. Loads of brilliant books like the Immortals Series by Alyson Noel, the Percy Jackson Series, The Book Thief and so on :)

3. Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince Movie, which I saw with Glox (here's her rant about it)

4. 3 Idiots. Sheer, pure brilliance on screen.

5. Growing out my hair. Makes me feel a lot more feminine!

6. Lots and lots and LOTS of gossip, plus a HUGE group fight after which we kicked out one member and reformed.

7. The formation of A.D.I.D.A.S. (that's my group!: Aboli, Disha P, Ira, Disha K, Aishwarya, Souravi)

8. Tuition friends. :)

9. Discovering Foodlink Court to indulge in gastronomical bliss.

10. My little sis, Avani. xoxox

11. Fighting with the school to give the Intermediate Drawing Exam and then getting an A!!

12. One of the best birthday parties ever! (read Maggot's account here.)

.... and so much more that I can't remember right now.

Actually, I hate to think this, but the new year may not be so bad after all. I have my friends and family to get me through tenth, and get me into college. (that is so scary, thinking about college!). But I'll have to study for that. A lot. Another reason to hate 2010. *sigh*. Will think about this later. I just hope my post didn't ruin your outlook about the new year. :)