Esteemed chums and chumettes.
I never ever thought that I'd feel sleepy at 9.34 pm. Wow. This when my day usually stars; by the time I'm finally done with my studies and my important time-wasting activities.
The thing is, today was (my first ever) MUN. Hurrah!
For those of you who don't know, MUN stands basically for a Model United Nations. An-
One day later.
An? I have no idea. The point of everything is that the MUN was AWESOME. I was in the MOM (Ministry Of Magic) Committee, and our agenda was debate over resurrection of the Dark Lord, post the events of the Triwizard Tournament. I was originally Bertha Jorkins, then Albert Runcorn, and ultimately I was Rita Skeeter (long story). It was brilliant, and I got a verbal mention. (I thought that was the same as a special mention and ran up to the stage to collect my award, only to realize that a verbal mention is...well.. a verbal mention,)
We had a DJ party after that, and for those of you who know and care (i.e. none) I'm a terrible dancer, so naturally, it was a hoot. I may never be able to walk again though, but that's a different story.
Ten days later
Good Evening to one and all. I am once again back to my usual, insomniac self. It is one in the morning, so naturally, I'm blogging because
(a) My pink-and-silver nails make a very pretty tapping noise against the keyboard
(b) Isn't the first reason good enough?
Technically today is Sunday, but if I put up a Sunday post after a long absence, people start stuff like Stop with the negativity and then I have to curl up with my dog and feel sorry for myself for a very long time (Just kidding, I appreciate criticism. Ish. Hahahahaha. No, I really do. As much as I appreciate double Physics classes. HAHAHAHAHAHAH okay seriously. I do though.).
Anyway, day before was Diwali, ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diwali if you're lost) which means of course like every Diwali, the following happened -
1. I threw approximately 45,000 tantrums because it was a bad hair day (i.e. a normal day for Kapoorni)
2. I bought a toy gun and broke and/or misplaced it within fifteen minutes
3. I burned my hand(s)
It was still fun because I love festive times since it's an excuse to drink all the soft drinks my mother keeps in the fridge for guests who might visit (who ultimately have to have carrot juice).
In other news, I started reading my mother's favourite book Gone With The Wind but the protagonist in the book has a seventeen inch waist and that just makes me feel bad about myself, so I decided to use this as positive motivation and work hard to become thin and dainty like Scarlett O'Hara.
LOL, no, I felt bad for a little while, then had some chocolate cookies and read Charlie and the Chocolate Factory instead.
Honestly though I really do need to start working out soon since my badminton time usually gets eaten up by study-time. I secretly google things like how to get abs in three days and how to get complexion like Emma Stone but after reading all the wikihow insturctions, I just give up and have another glass/bit of pepsi/chocolate(s).
Note 1 - All this googling has to be done in secret since I once googled a very, very embarrassing thing, and even today whenever I type 30... in the search box, it always comes up. I am not going to tell you what it is. It's very sad.
Note 2 - Oh, alright. It was 30 Sexy Pin Up Fringe Girl Hairstyles
I never ever thought that I'd feel sleepy at 9.34 pm. Wow. This when my day usually stars; by the time I'm finally done with my studies and my important time-wasting activities.
The thing is, today was (my first ever) MUN. Hurrah!
For those of you who don't know, MUN stands basically for a Model United Nations. An-
One day later.
An? I have no idea. The point of everything is that the MUN was AWESOME. I was in the MOM (Ministry Of Magic) Committee, and our agenda was debate over resurrection of the Dark Lord, post the events of the Triwizard Tournament. I was originally Bertha Jorkins, then Albert Runcorn, and ultimately I was Rita Skeeter (long story). It was brilliant, and I got a verbal mention. (I thought that was the same as a special mention and ran up to the stage to collect my award, only to realize that a verbal mention is...well.. a verbal mention,)
We had a DJ party after that, and for those of you who know and care (i.e. none) I'm a terrible dancer, so naturally, it was a hoot. I may never be able to walk again though, but that's a different story.
Ten days later
Good Evening to one and all. I am once again back to my usual, insomniac self. It is one in the morning, so naturally, I'm blogging because
(a) My pink-and-silver nails make a very pretty tapping noise against the keyboard
(b) Isn't the first reason good enough?
Technically today is Sunday, but if I put up a Sunday post after a long absence, people start stuff like Stop with the negativity and then I have to curl up with my dog and feel sorry for myself for a very long time (Just kidding, I appreciate criticism. Ish. Hahahahaha. No, I really do. As much as I appreciate double Physics classes. HAHAHAHAHAHAH okay seriously. I do though.).
Anyway, day before was Diwali, ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diwali if you're lost) which means of course like every Diwali, the following happened -
1. I threw approximately 45,000 tantrums because it was a bad hair day (i.e. a normal day for Kapoorni)
2. I bought a toy gun and broke and/or misplaced it within fifteen minutes
3. I burned my hand(s)
It was still fun because I love festive times since it's an excuse to drink all the soft drinks my mother keeps in the fridge for guests who might visit (who ultimately have to have carrot juice).
In other news, I started reading my mother's favourite book Gone With The Wind but the protagonist in the book has a seventeen inch waist and that just makes me feel bad about myself, so I decided to use this as positive motivation and work hard to become thin and dainty like Scarlett O'Hara.
LOL, no, I felt bad for a little while, then had some chocolate cookies and read Charlie and the Chocolate Factory instead.
Honestly though I really do need to start working out soon since my badminton time usually gets eaten up by study-time. I secretly google things like how to get abs in three days and how to get complexion like Emma Stone but after reading all the wikihow insturctions, I just give up and have another glass/bit of pepsi/chocolate(s).
Note 1 - All this googling has to be done in secret since I once googled a very, very embarrassing thing, and even today whenever I type 30... in the search box, it always comes up. I am not going to tell you what it is. It's very sad.
Note 2 - Oh, alright. It was 30 Sexy Pin Up Fringe Girl Hairstyles
