Inception

I'm not kidding! Last night was the most exhausting sleep of my entire life.

My mom wakes me up shouting 'It's 6 'o' clock wake up, wake up!', so I have to put great effort in dragging myself up from the bed and looking under my pillow for my mobile. I hear the distant sound of raindrops pattering on the window and immediately hoist myself on my knees to get a look out the window. It's not raining. Puzzled I check my phone for messages and see the time. Its 3 A.M. I moan out loud in protest, and go after my mother who's run off to wake up my brother. I tell her it's 3 but she insists its 6. I check all the other clocks in the house, its still 3. I show my mom the clocks but she still nods her head defiantly. Then realization hits. Its a frigging dream. Whattay annoying dream. Ugh wake up!

if only.

I wake up and hear the sound of rain outside. I peek out, crossing my fingers just in case, BAM no rain. (BAM? why would it bam? I swear the voice in my head just keeps getting weirder) I sigh in designation and get out of my bed to go to my brother who's awake and using his laptop. I tell him about the weird dream I had and he smiles sarcastically at me and takes his time making fun of me. Then he turns his laptop towards me to show me a video. I realise its a dream again.

This time I dont wake up in my bed but inside the creepy video. Im in a dark, wide room with pulsating strobe lights shining everywhere. A guy wearing a white cap is advertising some football shoes. Obviously all I can think about is waking the hell up. So I keep shouting and mentally struggling to wake myself up. Hopefully this time will be the end of this extremely aggravating dream. I mean why couldnt I get just one night of peaceful sleep. Why do I have to wake up each day more tired than the night before? Arrgh, annoyance has reached the highest level there is.

Finally I wake up. and hear rain. I look out. WHAT THE HELL MAN. no rain again. So I get up and get ready for school. When I reach school our seniors from last year are there for some reason, and even more oddly just randomly sitting in the middle of corridors. Why is my life so eccentric man. Im a mild person. I just want a peaceful life. No? So we get shepherded into one of the school coasters and end up just circling the school a couple of times. Now this is just getting straight up absurd, right? So me and H jump out of the coaster and run to the school gate. When we get in, it does NOT look like our school. Dammit, another dream. Then out of nowhere this really weird menacing creature appears, that looks like a cross between a bird and a dog and crawls extremely quickly towards us, baring enormous fangs. I freeze on my spot and it stops and turns towards H. H does the same as I try to open the door in front of us. It comes at me again. I freeze. Im in a real crappy mood right now you know. How do i even wake up?! So i exchange looks with H and we both run for our life.

I wake up, chest heaving, eyes throbbing and a real kameena headache. I hear the sound of rain and dont even bother looking outside. No actually I did. It wasnt raining.

The day before that it rained the whole day. Such heavenliness. We got the last period free coz our awesome bio sir didnt show up and splashed in puddles and played games in the rain. Beyond epic. I had water in my socks too. Here's a video a teacher made. We were splashing around at the right where our buildings are.

Yesterday was my Birthday.It was just meh. but today I went to school and my friends surprised me with the BESTEST CARD OF ALL TIMES and gifts. I shall post a picture of the card later. Maybe I'll do a 'Becoming 17' post.

Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails he makes me wait
And I wait without you
With or Without you
With or Without you

Which is pathetic, I know

MY LAPTOP IS BACK.

 The series of emotions that followed:

 

And you will NOT believe what happened at school. (Im in A2 and still have to call it school. Which is  pathetic, i know). So this is my last year of A levels, next ofcourse is university, so everyone is kinda hyped about the coming year. My friends tend to get the weirdest ideas when in such excitement and I work to keep them restrained but this year things got pretty out of hand... They elected me for Head Girl. *drumroll*

It all came down to Shez who is in a different section, the evil mastermind targeted me when i was my most vulnerable. That's right, the evil deed was at night just after the electricity went while I was watching my favorite TV show. The end product: Im elected for Head Girl, and have to introduce myself in the assembly before the interview and election.

the hell?

 Thing is, I've been a prefect before, even a monitor, Hell I've also been the Secretary of the Association of all Clubs and Societies (whatever that was) but I've never been a Head Girl. To be extremely honest, I've dreamt about it my whole life. But I rejected the offer everytime. I guess most of you have heard or thought this: "It's best to not have expectations, so that even if everything goes wrong you dont end up being more disappointed than normal". Uhh, that is kind of what I live by. So obviously I havent really done alot of stuff in life that I really wanted to do. Which is pathetic, I know.



A simple guide to me.



Anyway I st-AAAAA WTF ANTS CRAWLING ON MEE AAAAAAA!!!!!

blekh. I hate ants. They're so vicious. Heh Im being pathetic again, i know. So I was saying.. Like anyother normal, hormonal, idiotically hopeful teenager out there (I TURN 17 IN 7 DAYS) I have started imagining how I'll give my speech. Let me give you a demo:

Good Morning and Asalamualaikum! My name is Abeer Jawed and I'm standing for the post of Head Girl. So the HeadMistress didnt really specify a topic for the speech so I wrote two just in case. I hope u dont mind hearing about how Arsenal is so doomed with Fabregas and Nasri gone or how the Amir Liaquat video is so not fake.

*mild laughter hopefully* *Headmistress tells me to get to the point since my time is running out*

Okay okay, But its still true. So yes I'll get to the point! To summarize, last year I stood exactly where all of you are standing and I knew what I and the people around me wanted from the year. So this year Im standing here to offer you a chance to have your voice heard, your opinion understood and your year be the  Awesomest year ever.

Im not here to tell you about my strengths (you already know im awesome *Sincker*). The only thing you need to know about me is that I dont get high on power, or become extremeley arrogant, I'll always be nice to you Head Girl or not. So in voting for me you wont only be gaining a considerate Head Girl but also a new friend! Cast your vote wisely, and may the best candidate win! 

 Sigh, Im completely pathetic, I KNOW.

What else? I COMPLETELY FORGOT TO WISH SHRIJA HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNTIL FURREE'S POST REMINDED ME. I am sorry. Please forgive me. and please accept this humble gift as both a sorry for being late and a very happy birthday present. I hope you like it.

Sometimes I really feel like Im an ungrateful bitch. All of you guys who read and comment or uhh read and never comment, I feel blessed by your presence. (Commenting would be great though). And Im pleased to know that my friends circle is widened by your presence. Since Im being senti and all, I'll dedicate this video to you guys. Indians make the best TV commercials EVER.

Dental Appointments from Hell

So today was my fifth dental appointment. On the first one the dentist declared that I needed a root canal cause i had a tiny little hole on my 7th upper tooth that had managed to hit the self destruct button. How he found that out is a painful story. He poked a nerve, (yeah now i get why there are so many sayings about touching nerves and stuff) and i am ashamed to say I winced like a little girly girl and yes even more ashamed to tell you i got teary. But I didnt moan okay. No moaning. or bawling.

Anyway. So yes the root canal! Apparently you have to cut the nerve under the tooth and then 'prepare the channel'. This consists of repeatedly putting ragged needles of different sizes in the hole and scraping them around and then injecting some sort of weird fluid in the the hole. Atleast that's what it feels like from my perspective. I mean seriously imagine having to look at the needle shining menacingly in the light right before it is stuck in your teeth.

And you know what, there's no chocolate or lolly or ice cream afterwards. All you have to look forward to is cramps in your back that you get from straining against the pain. The only thing that saves me from losing my temper and throwing away all the shiny vicious instruments on the tray (How dramatic would that be!) is ofcourse daydreaming about Tyler Hoechlin a.k.a Derek Hale. (I always get confused about daydreaming at night, what the hell do u call that?) Yep. I started watching that show. Very reluctantly i started, moaning internally at the obvious storyline but like every other thing, the more i watched it, I got completely hooked. (And believe me, u cant NOT get hooked once you see Derek Hale's badassery. You MUST youtube him, that's right, dont even bother Googling. Youtube. NOW.)





What are u waiting for?





NOW.

 On my third appointment, the anesthesia injection turned out to be too strong and I cam back with half my mouth frozen in a frown much to my brother's pleasure. He laughed his ass off when he took a look at me, which made me laugh, which made half of my mouth go up, which made him laugh even more, which made me try to fix my mouth with my hands, that ended in my brother howling endlessly while snapping the most embarassing pictures ever. And then he proceeded to send those to everyone. The next day he was quite disappointed that it had worn off.

On my fourth dental appointment I found out that the tubelight above my head was fixed upside down so I could read everything written on it mying down. Whoever did that, thankyou, it distracted me from the pain for 15 secs. Today was my fifth and second last visit. I was deep in the moment, thinking how exactly to free Derek from Kate's torture cell (It distracts me, do not JUDGE me) and the dentist POKED me out of my reverie. I would have sweared at him but I had all those needles in my mouth so it was best not to. And then he proceeded to put two cotton buds, 5 red colored sticks and one screwy needle in the tiny little hole in my teeth, FUN.

IMAGINE. THIS.

 So you get where Im coming from right? There you are sitting on a cold chair, under the cold air from the split, with the cold instruments in your teeth staring up at the blank wall, wincing occasionally with pain while the dentist asks you to spit at intervals. I tell you I would much rather have this:

Muahahahahah. I shall torture you with one more gif of my new obsession.



Hahahahha stiles!



At the end, you guys I still havent got my laptop back, i beg u to PLEASE pray that it gets fixed. SHRIJA im sorry for temporarily dying, I hope you like my gifs. I ll understand if u dont.



True Story.