Hello there! So… my mind is pretty full right now. And since I love you all so much (and I know how much you all love me back 😉 ), I decided to let you have a glimpse of what exactly constitutes the mess that is my mind right now. Have fun! (hopefully 😛 )
This list is in no particular order.
1. Digha: Right now there’s a trip to Digha being planned in my house! It’s not finalised yet, we may go tomorrow or in a few weeks’ time (my mom and I are random like that), but I’m super-excited! The beach is my favourite place to visit! 😀
2. Living Dead Girl by Elizabeth Scott: I probably mentioned this before, but this book has literally wrecked my nerves. I keep thinking of all that happened in the story, and it makes me shudder. Every time I see a young girl anywhere, my mind goes to freeze mode. (Which, as a daughter of Athena, I find very uncomfortable. Very.) This is probably the first time in my life that I’m finding myself wary of ‘social-horror’ (I’ve self-named this genre for books featuring the wrongs of society in a horrifying way), and I think I can safely give this book all the credit for that.
3. Bang by E.K. Blair: Talking about books, this one is absolutely adamant on staying in my mind. And to be honest, I don’t expect it to leave anytime soon. I keep picturing myself in Nina’s place, thinking about what I would’ve done had I been there instead of her. Because throughout the book, I felt like supporting her and stopping her firmly, both at the same time. There were times when I hated her for what she was doing, but I wanted her to succeed nevertheless. I know that probably sounds disgusting, but you really have to read the book to understand.
Also, the questions. All the damn questions that this book left me with its ‘bang’. I need their answers. I desperately need them.
4. That poem I wrote that just doesn’t want to get perfect: I recently wrote a poem (not the one that I posted yesterday). It’s finished, but I can’t help feeling that it’s missing something. Some essential part, that I’ve forgotten to insert somehow. I’ve read it and corrected it, and then re-read it and re-corrected it, and done the same thing over and over again, and it does seem loads better than the first version, but I can’t shake off the feeling that it ought to be better. It just isn’t perfect, and I’m a huge perfectionist (as if you didn’t know that already).
5. ‘Shine’, ‘shone’, ‘shining’, ‘shiny’: Confused? 😛 Let me explain. I’m in love with these words. On Saturday, especially, I kept saying things like: “Doesn’t that application look absolutely shiny?” (my mother, not understanding that I’d substituted ‘shiny’ for ‘flawless’, responded with a blank look) or “Oh Daisy, I so wish that you were a shining little star that I could cuddle” (Daisy is my diary’s name. I don’t really remember why I wanted to cuddle a star at that moment, though.) or “Lead sulphate is such a dull-looking compound. Couldn’t it shine a bit?” (wherein my friends looked at me like I’d gone mad).
You get the point, right?
No?
*sigh*
Moving on…
6. Jace from The Mortal Instruments: You all must be so tired of hearing me ramble on about Jace and his perfect everything, so I’m gonna spare you guys this time. Next time, though… *evil grin*
7. My brother tore a book: My little cousin’s only 7 years old, and he’s always been a naughty one. But when he tore apart pages from one of my favourite storybooks, I really lost my mind.
That’s the book he tore. Shiuli by Sanjib Chattopadhyay. I’ve mentioned it in one of my earlier posts. This was a book that my mother had received as a gift when she was 10-years-old, I think. She handed it down to me, and it’s been one of the most precious books to me (and not only because of its heritage value. The story itself is very dear to my heart. I cry every time I read it, and that’s an almost impossible feat to accomplish). So imagine my horror when I returned from Maths class yesterday and saw the front cover of this book slashed through, and multiple pages ripped out. It was like someone had murdered my best friend. It was horrible.
I shouted at my cousin, and he started crying. Under ordinary circumstances, that would’ve softened me down, but he tried to justify his fault by calling it “a mere book”. And that just flared my temper. I shouted even more and I think I might even have slapped him if I hadn’t been feeling so utterly miserable.
And then I realised what I’d done and started feeling guilty (something that I’m really great at). But there was also a tiny part of me that was satisfied with what I’d done, that thought that he deserved a worse punishment for ripping apart a book like that. And that makes me feel like a terrible human being. 😦 I mean, he’s only seven, for goodness’ sake! An innocent little child! How can I possibly be so cruel to him?
I really wish I could cry now… 😦
8. Biology lab file, Chemistry project, Phase test – all by next week: I am having a nervous attack every few minutes just thinking about this. I need to finish my Chemistry project. I’d originally planned on doing it on Medicinal Chemistry but I get carried away every time I surf the net on that topic, trying to learn way more than is necessary for the project, and that becomes very time-consuming. So, to save my time, I’ve decided to do it on dyes, a topic in which I have no special interest (apart from its obvious relation with Chemistry). Still, I have a lot to do, and fast!
The Phase test is something that is conducted in my coaching classes (for my Medical exam preparations). This time, it includes the entire class 11 syllabus of Physics (ew), Botany (ew), Zoology (I’ll manage) and Chemistry (I’ll manage). So I basically have to revise the entire syllabus of last year, in less than a week. Sounds a tad bit challenging, huh?
About my Bio lab file, let’s say I’ve come up with a way to finish it, but I’m totally fretting out on whether it’ll be perfect or not. In all probability, not. Still, what’s the harm in keeping your fingers crossed, right?
9. That Chemistry question that I couldn’t answer: Yes, last day in class, my Chemistry sir asked me a question for determining the… okay, I won’t confuse you with any more details. Long story short, it was a pretty simple question that I knew the answer to, but for some reason, I slumped. I don’t know why. My brain just had a meltdown and I gave the complete opposite answer. I’ve been highly angry with myself since then… grrr…
10. The tune of ‘We Remain’: Please someone help me let go of this tune. It’s been such a long time since I heard the song, and I still can’t stop humming it and thinking about it! (that’s doesn’t mean the tune’s not good, though. You should definitely check the song out, if you haven’t already. It’s by Christina Aguilera, and it’s in the Catching Fire playlist. It’s really awesome. But that doesn’t mean it has to stay in my mind 24X7, right?)
11. Otters holding hands: This is the most recent tenant to have occupied a space in my mind, and definitely the cutest one. I just found out that sea otters hold hands in groups (called rafts) – while they eat, sleep and rest, to prevent their families from losing each other. How sweet and thoughtful. 🙂
And here’s a picture of a male and female otter (named Nellie and Abra) holding each other’s hands while sleeping, so that they don’t drift apart.
So cute, right? ❤
So that’s it, people! If you’re reading this, then that means you’ve successfully dragged yourself over to the end of the post! Congratulations! 😀
Hope your minds are all more well-sorted than mine is at the moment!
❤
thecrazyperfectionist
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