Name:Rivali Dass
Age:16 :)
Birthday: 5th Oct '92
Class:1D '05, 2e '06 <33,3e '07, 4e '08
School: MGS
I <3: Family, My dogs, 2e, 4e, MORONS, painting, designing, writing weird stories, being generally weird, unsettling people...
Okay, so I haven't posted for a long time... Reasons 1) Trying to pass EOYs 2) No School. My home life is rather boring. 3) I was out. ( Iknow this contradicts the studying part, but..) 4) You know how hard it is to upload those damn pictures in my previous post??? There was ALWAYS some html error... 5) My dog Bowser started a cold war between him and me. 6) Bowser's glaring at me right now.. for NO reason. 7) I glare back. 8) He sighs, and gives me this 'grow-up-you-loser' look. He walks off... 9) I was depressed about getting bullied by my dog.
My calculator just did a somersault. Actually, thats what I'm gonna tell my mom.Truth is, I;m sopissed cuz I can't get this stupid maths sum, I threw the calculator at the wall...
So anyway, its the *holidays* and I'm spending more time with family and all that..... F.Y.I- My brother Rohit's a genius who helps me with my history and geog studies. He's 10 years old.
Me: Hey, Rohit.. Would you rather drown to death or be eaten alive by a crocodile? Rohit: Crocodiles kill their pray by dragging them underwater and drowning them.. Didn't you know that? Me: Erm... er..
Rohit: Mozilla Firefox. Me: Whatt?? Rohit: Mozilla Firefox. Rivali: I know what you're doing! You're screaming random and nonsensical words to confuse and unsettle people! Thats what I do! Rohit: Mozilla Fire fox..
Rohit:[when we were at J8] Hey! you know the macdonalds sign up thing? I typed in a random BC number and said that I was a guy called Roland!! But it wasn't successful cuz the BC number apparently doesn't exist.. [Looks dejected] Me: At last, an heir! [Tears come to my eyes, as I realise that my brother can take over my reign of terror when I am dead.] Rohit: [looks weirdly at me..] Me: Come! Let me teach you how to steal your friend's BC numbers and do the same thing! [ps: I do NOT do that in real life..]
And my bengali schoool teacher called on Tuesday to complain about why I hadn't passed up any homework for the eleventh week in a row... So here's how the convo went..[call me to act out the scene.. I have perfected her accent)
Bengali teacher: (in the worst imaginable English) Haaalo.. Is this Rivali? Are your parents there? Rivali: (lying) Urm.. no.. They're er- out. Bengali teacher: Okay.. I called to ask you why i see here that you have no passed up homework? Rivali: Um... I'm really sorry and- er.... Bengali teacher: Very irresponsible it is of you.. and i think maybe that i will have to- Rivali:[playing Icy Tower] Oh SHIT!! I DIED!!! ohh man.. I - Bengali teacher: Haalo? Haaaaalo?? Rivali: Teacher, I have to go.. I'm er.. meeting up for project work.. yeah.. er bye! [skips of to Orchard Road to meet Amrit, watch a movie and go shopping].
Yeah.. I HATE BENGALI SCHOOL!!! Okay.. so, anyway, I was talking to my friend Ravleen on the phone. Another F.Y.I- Ravleen and Amrit are my best friends. They are both Punjabis. They hate each other. Since there was some party when they were in Primary 3....
Ravleen: I read your blog.. OMG.. my teachers came to school in school uni too. (She goes to TKGS) Only the female teachers did that though.. And this one teacher had...stuf... hanging out where it wasn't supposed to..It was GROSS okay and- Me: Oh gosh... EEEEEWW.. Ravleen: So, I was reading you blog.. Is your whole class obsessed with teachers or something? Me: No... we just like...erm... ruining their lives, if you know what I mean...[Its not an obsession, right 2e? More of a ... THIRST TO KILL, DESTROY, RUIN, WRECK, DAMAGE AND DEVASTATE.] Ravleen: Yeah, but.. Me: I mean, what were we supposed to do? Sit quietly while Mr. Seow and Mr. Ong walked around in skirts?? They're guys you know... Ravleen: I sorta figured out that they were guys, you know, from the 'Mister' part? Me: Hahahaha.. yeah.. So anyway, on Monday,I'm trying to get my class to do ______(secret plan which cannot be divulged in case a teacher reads it)________ to Mr. Seow and- Ravleen: Mr. Seow? Me: You know, the one who wears skirts... Ravleen: Oh my gosh.. That was ONE time.. Don't brand the poor man.. Me: Flabajaba.
And Meera Rajah, Su-lyn,Shakti and me are trying to start World War Three.. So, we need recruits!! Join us, join us!! Contact Meera for for details.. Her blog is linked in the sidebar...
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YShe laughed. And laughed. And laughed yet again.;;
