By Harsha
This fall comes a time to start afresh.
New life. New atmosphere. New school.
And now a new blog. I know I haven't used this one much to shift but wordpress seems much easier to use....and Alice managed to convince me to switch over. It takes me forever to put up a post (seriously it does).
My new blog is:
www.harshagorti.wordpress.com
I'll be moving all my old posts over though!
By Harsha
It's interesting to think about how much the present can affect our future.
How we react to things now will affect how we react to similar things later.
For example, peer pressure.
If we are able to deal with peer pressure now or if we think about how we want to react and live our lives in particular cases and situations, it'll be a bit easier in the future.
A simpler way of saying that is like what Patrice said:
"It's good to know what you want NOW when you don't have any pressures. That way when you are faced with pressures, you would have already thought things over and you don't really need to think of something on the spot."
That's really very true, especially for college.
I'm really excited and really nervous about college.
I'm excited to have that new found freedom and to meet new people. That free time to do whatever I want. That free time that I didn't have in high school. That freedom to establish myself as a person. That freedom to grow and expand my perspectives. That freedom to start afresh.
But..at the same time...I'm nervous.
I don't want to be influenced into doing things I'm not interested in doing, mainly drugs and alcohol. As much as some of my friends have already drank alcohol and they always say "it's not that bad if you have a bit", I don't want to have a bit. I don't want any. I don't want to be pressured into drinking it.
However, as Patrice said, "college is a time where you will be tested how firmly you stand with your values." If I really do not want to do drugs and alcohol, then I won't.
Regardless of what people think or say, that's how I'm willing to live my life.
If people are against it, so be it. I'll find others who don't mind or who even share the same mindset.
The future is an interesting thing. It depends entirely on the present.
What we feel now, what we do now, what we think now influence how we do those same actions tomorrow or the day after.
The future depends on today and I am thinking about it alot.
However, I haven't forgotten to live in the moment.
By Harsha
It's already July. Time flies.
So let's get started. My life as of late. Same old same old.
Wake up sometime between 12 and 1:30.
Lunch.
Veena.
Work Out.
Basketball.
Shower.
Dinner.
Family Time.
Stay Up Til 2.
Sounds boring and monotonous right?
I don't mind it at all. No marginal diminishing utility here.
One thing though is that I'm really excited for college. Like I mean EXCITED.
I was at my friends house playing The Sims 3 (I haven't played much of The Sims and I can't talk the language like Serena or Alice) but I had fun. It's such a free game. You can do whatever you want.
You are your own conscience. You decide what you want to do.
That might seem like every day life but it's actually not. There's always external influences that determine what you do or how you feel. Sure they'll be there in college but I have much more freedom.
One thing is that a lot of my closest friends are off in places and won't be back til August.
I miss you guys. =( Especially you Neil.
By Harsha
It's only and already been 15 days into June and it is one of the most turbulent months I've ever been through.
I have my ups and downs and more often, the downs last longer and are stronger than the ups.
Let's recap.
The first 5 days of June were not bad days..but they were not good days either. They were the "I-woke-up-on-the-wrong-side-of-the-bed" days. Nothing bad happened but they were not days I wanted to last.
Then came June 6th. Man that was definitely a huge up. Senior Ball was the best night of my life.
Thanks again to all the people who made that night unforgettable, especially you Annie.
Then came the post-up crash. I had to deal with post-Ball "drama" so to speak. It wasn't really gossip drama. It was just personal drama that no one knew about except the 2 people involved and some of my close friends.
I became so scattered, emotionally and mentally. I was depressed, frustrated, irritated, happy (yeah seriously), and annoyed. I felt so many different emotions that it was hard enough to deal with them and even harder to comprehend the sources and reasons for those emotions. That took up the few days between Senior Ball and Graduation.
Graduation was a really special day. That was another up for me. The feeling of unity that we all shared when we finally got our diplomas. That was special.
Now another down/up combination started Wednesday and kept going til Saturday. I'm going to just list out what I did and then talk about it.
-Wednesday night: Sleepover at family friends house
-Thursday night: Sleepover at Naveen's house
-Friday night: Sleepover at my house
-Saturday afternoon: 6 hours of basketball at Miller from 2-8
-Saturday night: Alex's Grad Party
Now, Alex's grad party was meant to be a sleepover but I was too beat to go.
The ups, as you can see, are that I got to spend time with my friends, playing video games, watching movies, talking, and playing basketball.
The down: I was so tired that when I woke up on Sunday morning, I couldn't move my legs.
Now the weird thing is that it wasn't due to physical exhaustion. It was due to literal paralysis.
Now I've been paralyzed before and I've been physically exhausted before. I know the difference between the 2 feelings very well. This was not because I was tired. This was because....I don't even know.
Paralysis is a feeling that's unexplicable. Kinda like Challenge Day. You can't describe it; you gotta experience it to know what I'm talking about.
Yeah June has had its huge huge UPS but they're always followed by even huger DOWNS.
It is now early Tuesday morning and the 16th day of June. The first half of the month has been more sad than happy because the downs are outweighing the ups.
Let's see how the 2nd half of the month turns out.
By Harsha
The best night of my life.
Hands down.
Pre-Ball
Our group met at Neil's house: Neil R., Ashwin S., Brian M, me, Connie Wu, Annie Wu, Connie Ng, and Natasha D.
Such a cool group right?
We just chilled and watched parents record our stupidity.
Then we went to school for our pictures and then hung out and ate food.
It seemed like everyone else was having fun at that point except "us" (not the whole group but you can figure it out).
I felt really bad for being so boring. Sorry!
Then we got on the buses and it was pretty nice there. Annie didn't seem as bored anymore thankfully.
And then, we saw it. That beautiful huge boat next to a rowboat, which was apparently Lynbrook's boat. Says a lot. :P
Senior Ball
The best night ever. I'm repeating myself and I still can't get across how fun it was.
Dinner was all right. The ravioli was decent but kinda bland. Dessert was yummy. I fed Annie some cake! There shall be photo proof as soon as Katherine puts up pictures! >:O
Breaking it down to "Just Dance" was more fun for others than it was for me apparently. HAHA go figure.
Looking out at the bay at night with all the lights on and a full moon shining as we passed under the Golden Gate Bridge was beautiful. Almost as pretty as Annie was.
And you know what I realized? Telling a girl you like her after a long time and having her react positively to it is the greatest feeling in the world. Pure bliss. ^_^
Slower songs were my favorite ones, especially "Love Story". Taylor Swift is amazing.
Then, the night ended but not really. The bus ride back was nice. Annie fell asleep on my shoulder. ^_^
Post-Prom
We went to Donut Wheel and ate donuts. Annie and Connie and I split the donut and the milk I got. Milk never tasted so good. Seriously.
Then we all crashed at Neil's house and watched Alladin on sleeping bags.
I finally fell asleep at like 4 and woke up at 8:30. Then Annie left. That officially ended the best night of my life. I was so happy to have gone through it but I was so sad that she was leaving and that it was over.
I went back home and got into bed at 9. I was so tired. I got out of bed at 2.
However, I didn't sleep during that time. I couldn't.
I couldn't stop thinking about what a great time I had and how happy I was to see her smiling throughout the night. It was such a nice feeling. Sleep would only ruin it.
(Yeah ironic isn't it how the biggest sleep-lover ended up hating sleep for once?)
I got up and I wallowed over things. I wanted to go back and continue that night. I wanted to go back and be with her. I wanted to go back and be happy.
"Only 3 months left" kept running in my head.
Then I realized (thanks to Vyas) that 3 months is a LONG time.
Think about it. If you can make atleast 1 memorable moment a day with someone, think about how many you can possibly make in 3 months with all your friends.
But I want to make memories with that particular someone (thank you Sasha for giving me the push to go for it).
If you honestly have no clue who that is, go seek help.
Check Ebay for an auction on common sense.
That night was amazing.
Thank you to all of the people I had fun with that night: Vyas, Neil, Keaton, Connie, Connie, Ryan, Katherie, Brian, Kunal, Ilya, and especially Annie. You guys are the best :)
Best boat ride ever.
Best moves busted out by me ever.
Best person to go with. Ever.
By Harsha
For those of you who are planning on commenting or IMing me or calling me just based on the title, hear me out.
I'm done being a jerk.
It's terrible.
You feel good about it during the heat of the moment.
Afterwards, you feel like junk.
I have been a jerk for a very long time.
You all (those like 2 of you who read my blog haha) might think I am a nice guy, always smiling, always optimistic (I've been nominated for
Most Optimistic at Senior Gala o_O), always kind.
I'm not. I am a jerk.
To myself.It's amazing now that I look back. All the moments where I have sacrificed so much for others. Putting them ahead of myself.
I can't stand it anymore. I am done with being a jerk to myself.
I'm sorry to all of you in the future who I will put behind myself but honestly, I'm done giving up opportunities in my life just so others can be happy. I've given up too much. I've lost too much.
I feel so angry. I'm not entirely sure of who or what I'm angry towards. I think it's mostly myself for being such a NICE GUY to everyone out there....except me.
That phase of my life is over.
This new phase starts:
I will still be nice.
I'll still be smiling.
I'll still be optimistic (regardless of if I get the award or not haha).
I am not saying that I will never sacrifice anything again but I will think before making those choices and give my life a chance instead of pushing it aside and letting it accumulate boring all over it.
SACRIFICE.
By Harsha
So while I was reading P's blog, I came across this link in her status for
Colorgenics.
It is an interesting site and I never really took those seriously. They were always partially right and partially wrong and when they were partially wrong, they were REALLY way off.
So here are my results:
At this time you are feeling 'uptight' and you are urgently in need of rest and relaxation; but perhaps even more than that you need to overcome that feeling that you have been 'hard done by' and treated with a complete lack of consideration. Maybe you have, but whatever may have been the cause of your inherent anxiety, you regard the situation as intolerable. Your are, however, sufficiently competent to turn that situation around - you have overcome similar problems in the past, and really this one isn't too different.
Everything seems to be going against you at this time. Try as you may you are meeting with considerable resistance at every turn. Nothing is going as you would plan. The situation is difficult and you are trying to persist in your objectives against resistance. It would appear that you are being very secretive about your future plans just in case people around you try to thwart you.
In spite of the fact that you believe that your hopes and ideas are realistic, it is hard for you to accept that your needs and desires are misunderstood by almost everyone within your sphere of influenceand there is no-one to turn to or rely on. Your pent-up emotions and inherent egocentricity make you quick to take offence, but as matters stand you realise that you will have to make the best of things as they are.
There is considerable amount of stress present in your life at this time and this is perhaps due to some considerable mental and physical frustration. There are various physical needs that are necessary for your well-being but whatever the reasons - mostly of your own making - your needs are not being fulfilled. We wonder why? You are under the impression that nobody seems to care for you. This predicament is most uncomfortable and it is because of this that you are experiencing far more stress than you feel you can cope with. You need to find a soul mate - someone who truly understands you and whose standards are as high as your own. As matters stand you would like to break away from the vicious cycle that you find yourself entrapped but this is easier said than done. You refuse to compromise with your opinions and essentially you are unable to resolve the situation because you are continually postponing the making of the necessary decision. You are stubborn but this should be no deterrent experiencing a happy life.
You are completely worn out and you are not in the mood for any further demands on your resources. The situation - such as it is - has rendered you quite helpless, unable to continue the mental battle that you have been pursuing for some considerable time. Enough is enough. All you would like to do now would be to have some time for yourself, to find a peaceful situation where you can recuperate in your own time.
The overall stressed message is dead on. But the parts that say I want more consideration and that I don't think anyone cares for me are as I said, WAY OFF. I do need to find more relaxation time though. And I particularly don't appreciate the part where it called me stubborn (I'm in denial about that). Silly online profile determiners. You can't ever figure out the complexity of my mind. Hell, even I can't.
By Harsha
It's been a while again.
I seem to be doing a lot of catch-up posts lately.
Since I last blogged, life has been interesting for me.
Had birthdays to attend. Parties to go to.
That was fun.
But it was other things that I remember.
For one, the last two days of hanging out were awesome.
Yesterday, Greg and Kunal came over to my house and picked up a giant tv box.
We took the box, which I carried via sunroof, to Greg's house, put it in his van, and drove.
We went to Devina's house, where Greg & I hid in the box in front of her house.
Kunal called Devina and she came outside, when we jumped and scared the heartbeat out of her.
We went on to try that on Alice (who wasn't at home) and Atish (at which point, Greg and Devina ditched Kunal and I).
That was fun. I want to remember that in the future.
One thing I don't want to remember for the future but I probably will is my dad's reaction(s) to this college admissions deal.
He called me a failure and said that I wouldn't come up in life if I kept doing things "my way".
I don't exactly know what that means but I think he means my way of life in general.
My own dad said I'm a failure in the present and that I would continue to be (conditional).
Go figure.
I really haven't found the need to blog lately.
Nothing major has happened in life to me. I am just living it.
And it feels fun. :)
By Harsha
Ok so this is gonna be a fatty post so for those of you who don't have the time or patience, you have been warned.
Colleges.Seniors be trippin' about'em.
There's so much I wanna say about this topic. Where to start?
- It bugs me when people apply to colleges that they know they'll get into just to see if they will get in. They could be taking a spot away from someone whose dream school is that college. And on top of that, they just seem arrogant for doing so. (Serena blogged about this in a MUCH better way than I did because she can actually write well and keep her readers interested. ^_^)
- Colleges suck at picking their students. No offense to all of you who got in but I'm saying this based on the fact that some of my friends who DESERVE to be accepted were not and were passed over for someone who doesn't deserve to be accepted. I mean it's like "wtf colleges? way to pick..." Those colleges don't know what they are missing out on. To all of you who have experienced/are experiencing this, I say this truthfully: those colleges are missing out on having some of the most genuine people ever study there.
- A lot of my friends are also freakin' out over where they're gonna be next year and their lives next year and in the future. They ask me how I can stay so calm? Well for a number of reasons: (1) I choose not to worry about my future too much because it takes away from living in the present. And whatever we do today will determine our lives tomorrow. (2) I believe in fate and I believe that we all have our own fates and I'm not going to waste away my life by worrying about what that fate is. I'm just gonna wait for it to come. (3) I know that I'll be successful and a good person no matter where I go. You all should feel this too, considering you're all better people than me.
LifeNow for this part, I wrote a poem:
Life was going fine.
Moving slowly along, like a straight line.Just when I thought my parents had stopped,Their arguments slowly decreased then dropped.Life was going fine.Too fine to be mine.I was in my heavenAnd I knew that hell was yet to come.I didn't want it to be thereBut it was what my life would become.That's what my life is about: ups and downs.It's exactly how it sounds:
Smiles followed by frowns.My hell had started.
I rolled my ankle.
The pain was uncharted.
And when I came home I expected some peace.
To emanate around me
To help the pain decrease.
But all I got was same old, same old:Parents arguing againAll their troubles start to unfold.And now here,At the desk where I write my rhymes from,I put the headphones inTo escape this reality, so harsh and glum.My hell has come sadly enough.I knew it would.But that didn't stop it from being so rough.I would stop it if I could.My heaven has passed.My hell is here.Sometimes I wish, I could live life on Earth,
With a path of no tears.Birthday!Today is the birthday of one of my dearest friends: Serena!
Happy Birthday Serena! :)
By Harsha
I'm sick of it.
I'm sick of having to deal with it.
I'm sick of having to ignore it.
I'm sick of it.
I am talking about my parents arguing. My parents have been arguing a lot lately and over the stupidest things.
And when I say lately, I mean for around 6 months now. It's such a pain to deal with.
They argue and then they go to different parts of the house and just stay in irritated moods and I often ask them for something nicely and their anger, which hasn't been vented, gets directed towards me or my little brother but mostly me because I don't want him to take the heat so if he ever needs something I ask for him.
I am so tired of it.
If my dad leaves, my mom tells me her side of the story.
If my mom leaves, my dad tells me his side of the story.
And honestly, they are both being so stupid that logic cannot be applied here.
Them aside, think of the impact it has on me.
They're my parents.
They're my parents.
They're my parents and I have their genes. If they're showing that they argue like this, that worries me. I don't want to be like them. I don't want to be as aggressive or bickering as my parents are.
My little brother is already becoming like them so I don't know what to do.
It feels like I'm the only one in the family trying to hold us all together.
It's such a burden because it takes time, energy, and mental and emotional stability out of me to try and suppress this and try to make the situation better (which never happens).
I never wanted to give up on my family before but lately, they have been getting too overboard.
You know a lot of my friends want to go to college badly and I didn't because I wanted to spend time with them.
I never really found a reason to want to go to college.
I do now.
My parents. As much as I love them, I'm getting annoyed by them just as much.
It seems as though the majority of my happiness these days comes from listening to music, my friends (whether it be hanging out, talking, or chatting), and basketball.
My parents are losing their value to me. And those of you who are probably going "wow that's a bit radical", think about this.
Parents are supposed to be role models or at least people who guide you through life and show you how to lead a happy and/or successful one.
My parents just argue over stupid things. They don't do their job.
So, if they just cause me emotional and mental chaos, how can I honestly have the same amount of love for them as before?
And thus I end this rant with a thank you to my friends.
I love you guys for who you are, what you do for me, and for giving me the happiness that my parents have been unable to give me as of late.
Thank you. <3
On a different topic, here are two songs that I really like:
One Voice - The Bilz & Kashif
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PX7ktZF6U4Q
Turn The Music Up - The Bilz & Kashif
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o4TgmN65xvI
By Harsha
I was thinking while I was coming back home after school.
My friends always call me "nice" and/or "sweet". They just think that I'm a nice guy.
I never really thought about it until today but....why am I a nice guy? For what purpose?
I thought about this for a while and I came up with something.
I'm not nice so that I can ask for favors later. I sure as hell don't do that.
I came to the conclusion that I am nice/sweet for multiple reasons:
-I enjoy showing people respect, care, courtesy, love, and/or kindness.
It's more of the whole "Give respect, take respect" thing except that I never
expect anything back from the person, which makes me happy if they do return it.
-Past experiences in my life have taught me that negative emotions are like
trees: once they take root, they're hard to remove. I don't want my friends or family to have to experience that so I show them kindness and optimism in the hopes that those seeds take root in them instead.
-I show people that I care. I don't want any one of my friends to have to feel negatively by themselves. I want to show them that they can confide in me and that there is someone who has their back (and their heart too).
This was an interesting post for me. It might be boring for whoever is reading it.
I never thought about my kindness before. I just....showed it.
Sometimes, your actions need to be justified by a cause or a source. I never looked for or thought about that source until today.
Now that I've found it, my actions will only be more whole-hearted (not that they weren't before!...but now they'll have so much more meaning not only to you guys but to me as well).
An interesting coincidence I noticed is that when I am healthy/normal, I think about things that have to do with others a lot and well myself too but only because I'm related.
Today, I'm sick and I'm thinking about myself. It feels to think about myself so much. I haven't done it in a while...
By Harsha
I haven't blogged in a while.
I'm not one of those people to blog about everything that happens to them. I usually blog for emotional relief or for time capsule purposes.
This blog however is for neither.
My life has been just amazing as of late. I've been spending time with friends, relaxing, playing basketball, having fun, and coming late to school on late start Wednesdays even though I have no 2nd period. I haven't had any issues to deal with. I love my life. I love my friends. I love my family.
However, not everyone has been feeling my feelings lately.
A lot of my friends (you know who you are because I sent you the link to this particular post) have been having some issues. And you know, that's been bringing me down because I care about my friends and if they're not doing too great, then I start to worry and I start to not do so great. I want to help them as much as I can. If that means, bringing them chocolate to school, talking to them online, giving them presents, never talking to them again, or even jumping out of a plane without a parachute (which actually sounds fun except for the KER-PLAT of my body at the end), I'm willing to do anything and everything.
So, to my friends who have had issues:
Keep in mind. You don't need to go through them alone. You have friends who you can talk to. Some might be able to relate. Some might not. Some could give good advice. Some could not. However, talking to them will internally help you. It will. Don't bottle your emotions up inside.
And I'm not saying talk to me just so I can find out about your life. Truthfully, I am NOT saying that. As much as I would like to be a bigger part of all your lives, I respect your privacy and I am not one to pry. All I'm saying is TALK. To anyone. Just talk. And if you decide that person to be me, I'm deeply honored and ready to go to any lengths to help you feel better and get out of your situation.
<3
By Harsha
SNL.
One of the best memories not only of high school but of my life so far.
Just the unity and the fun we all had to make the show a success was amazing.
I have a fan club because of my Bagdana portrayal and my weekend update guest speaking.
I loved it. The late afterschool rehersals. The show. The dress ups. The make up. The afterparties at In N' Out. It was all amazing and unforgettable. Thank you to all the people who helped make that one of the most special events in my life. <3
Girls
I haven't been thinking about them much. Just decided not to trip over that whole area.
Just gonna live my life and let that happen on the side.
Worrying Friends
I worry for my friends. So when your status has sad words, I can tell/know something's up. And when I IM you asking "what's going on?" and you tell me that "you're fine" and "to stop worrying", I know something's wrong. And that specific person knows exactly who he/she is. And no matter how many times you tell me not to worry, I will. Because that's what friends do. They care.
By Harsha
I steal.
I don't steal objects. I don't steal items. I don't steal material possessions.
I steal characteristics, unique qualities, and/or good aspects of people.
I always strive to become a better person. I've always strived to do so but I've never took the initiative to achieve that goal.
Since junior year, I've really been motivated to become a better person. So, I started noting things about people that I don't normally notice: their patience, their emotions to small things, their facial reactions, etc. etc. Not that I didn't notice before but now I'm analyzing what those things mean.
I try and find a good aspect or quality in everyone and if I don't have that quality (which I usually don't) I try and see how I can integrate that quality into my daily life.
However, if that quality seems to contrast with my personality or who I am, I won't "add" it to my persona but I will keep in the back of my personality bank, in case I ever need it.
I steal to become a better person. So, to all of you who I have stolen characteristics from, I apologize for doing so without your consent :P haha JK.
I really don't think you care about that but I must thank you all for being so exceptionally unique and for helping me become a better person. I've already become a better person because I'm surrounded by friends like you guys.
I steal.
By Harsha
My friend and I were talking and he really was down. He was sad about the fact that he's a nice guy and that girls appreciate that but never enough to like him back. I totally related to his issue. I still do.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZrnK-qPARYI&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qMGeWGvDHTA&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N5lJL2peXik&feature=related
Those links are for a youtube series called "Just A Nice Guy".
They really sum the issues nice guys have really well.
"Might as well just go back to the way things were. She was a good friend and I'd rather have that than risk losing her for some stupid feelings I have for her."
"It was at this point when I felt what every nice guy fears the most: the time when you have to face the reality that the girl you like is interested in someone else and that she looked right past you. The girl you suppressed your feelings for just to preserve the friendship is now most likely going to go out with some new guy, a guy that doesn't know her as well as you do and probably won't treat her as well either."
"This is where most stories end with most guys because since they're so nice, they don't want to interfere, they don't want to put any emotional burden on their friend or cause any drama and so they watch her leave. I just tell myself that it wasn't meant to be. Why? Because I'm a nice guy."
Some quotes from there.
Forget about me for a sec. It still bugs me that nice guys like my friend don't get into relationships. They are nice, friendly, and they know the girl well. And they treat her well and they know how to treat her well. Yet, things don't always work out. At the end of that video series, I got a bit of hope from it. So did my friend.
"Guess some nice guys can finish first. It's just about finding the right girl and getting a little lucky."
We didn't get a lot of hope from it though. That quote really shows you how big this world is and how improbable it is for each nice guy to find that specific girl. I mean, I could search my whole life and never find her. I might have found her already. My friend could search and he might find her on his first try. The broadness of that statement really kinda dimmed our spirits (his more than mine because I'm used to this feeling). We could go our whole lives without finding the right person and experiencing true love. At that point, I noted something: most people for their life goals want to become a doctor or an astronaut or they want to own a store or live like a hermit or something usually physical. My life "goal" is to keep looking for that right girl and to make sure that if and when I find her, I'll sweep her off her feet. :)
By Harsha
2009.
The new year.
The year Class of '09 graduates.
2008.
The old year.
The BEST year of my life so far.
Possibly the best year of my life ever?
This past year has seemed so short when I was going through it but now when I look back, I realize how long it is really was.
Junior Year:
Jan 2008 - Jun 2008To think, this time last year I was a junior stressing and studying my ass off. I had fun 2nd semester junior year. Most people hated it because of all the work. I loved junior year, especially 2nd semester. More late night chats and study sessions with friends where we got no work done but experience many fun moments. Confessing to Tara after 2 and a half years was also fun haha. I don't regret doing it because it's allowed me to get to know her even better and for that, I am very thankful that I did confess. Thanks Tara :) The AP Tests happened this year. I loved those. The unity in the room between all the people when we took the AP Tests was just amazing and comforting, especially in APUSH. When we finished, we were ecstatic. Keaton & I hugged and we didn't let go. Then by that time a lot of kids were done with their classes and so we had a lot of fun.
My Junior Year schedule (for myself when I look back in the future):
1. Spanish 3 - Guadiamos
2. Physics H - Birdsong
3. APUSH - Platt
4. AP Chemistry - Gupta
5. American Literature Honors - McMillion
6. AP BC Calculus - DeRuiter
Summer: Jun 2008 - August 2008
This was actually an interesting experience. My mom and brother were in India the whole summer. So, it was just me and my dad. I spent June and half of July doing an internship at a biotech lab in Mt. View called Dx. Sys. Inc. That was interesting. My boss liked my work so much that he actually gave me 2 gift cards: a $50 one to Barnes & Noble and a $50 for iTunes. I used the first one right away on SAT books -___- and I still haven't used the 2nd one because I don't buy my music :D. I met some great people there and had fun moments. The 2nd half of July and August was just constant hanging out with friends. My dad went to work every day so he really didn't care where I went during the day as long as I came back home before he did. That was fun. Hanging out with people. Good times that I would give anything to relive.
Throughout summer, I was working out M-Th (on top of my 9-6 internship) and playing basketball Fri-Sun. It was awesome.
Senior Year: September 2008 - December 2008
Without a doubt, this one semester has been better than the other years of high school combined. My last birthday at MV was actually less celebrated than the other years but whatever. I'll still give gifts to everyone on their birthdays. My classes were all so fun. Except maybe spanish :P
BUT! The best part of this year came in this part.
Challenge Day
The best day of my life. EVER. No questions asked. I opened up my deepest feelings and secrets to people I didn't even know and I felt so fucking good. (sorry for those of you who don't enjoy swearing but honestly I'm on such an adrenaline rush right now that I want/need to swear to calm down) I told all 150 people about my deepest darkest incident. People who knew me as an optimistic, immature, annoying kid were shocked. I saw people cry. I saw people look at me, waiting for me to shout out "APRIL FOOL!". I told them about it. I opened up. Those people then started to see me as an optimistic, mature, and amazing person. Some of them called me their "hero". On top of that, I told the world the pains I went through to heal and that I wouldn't even be alive (physically and emotionally) if it wasn't for Keaton Chiu & Adrienne Young. Thank you so much you guys. I love you <3
Homecoming
Another part of this year that I have loved. The unity of our class that week was amazing. All the seniors realized that this was our last year and that we needed to show our pride and spirit and love for this school now or never. We came out to lunch time games and played. We came to floatbuilding and worked. Then came the rally. We lost it. The sadness the senior class felt was unmatched. We were all so down, even those seniors that acted "too cool" for school spirit. From that sadness came passion and desire: to win Homecoming. That day we all flocked to Cupertino High afterschool and worked on the float. Then, during the game, when the announcement was made that we had won, the seniors jumped and holla-ed and the air was filled with "OH! AH! YOU WISH YOU WERE A SENIOR!". That night, I felt the unity and pride in our class. I felt the uniqueness of our class. That night I realized that Class of '09 has such amazingness and potential to change the world that no other class will or can ever match it. After the Homecoming game on Friday was the Homecoming Dance on Saturday. I have to admit: it was my first HC dance ever and my best. The dance itself was all right I must say. It was after the dance that I had fun. My best friend & I each confessed to our respective crushes that we liked them. I confessed to Serena. I don't regret it. (P.S. Don't bug her about it. I'm only typing her name here sort of like a time capsule when I look back in the future, not to let the world know. I don't care if it knows. Please don't bug her about it. Or me for that matter.)
Then October ended with Halloween as always.
November came by and seniors started to get really busy with college apps, especially for UC's. The early applicants were done with their stuff for the most part. I didn't cram. I didn't do Early Decision. I was too lazy. I didn't stress or cram the UC App. I relaxed. I bet no one will remember in the future but I was not stressed AT ALL for college apps at all. November Break came by and what usually was a break spent on relaxing and starting the finals studying was spent doing college apps by the majority of my senior class. My Thanksgiving break went a little something like this:
-Wake Up at 2
-Eat lunch
-Play bball
-Shower
-Eat dinner
-Work on UC app til 10ish
-Chat with Keaton til 4 AM every night (being hopeless romantics :P)
-Repeat
That was honestly so fun. Keaton & I have the best chats ever. No questions asked. No competition.
December came by and finals happened. Seniors cheered on the last day. "WE'RE SECOND SEMESTER SENIORS....EXCEPT FOR COLLEGE APPS."
December break was just relaxing and having fun with friends. We threw a surprise birthday party for Keaton, which was the highlight of the break for him and us. I got him a Rage Against The Machine T-shirt (tied with Audioslave & Linkin Park for best band EVER!)
Now, it is January 1st 2009.
I am going to graduate in 6 months.
I am making a pact though. In those 6 months, I promise to create as many memories as I can and put as many smiles on my friends' faces as I can and I promise to have as much fun putting those smiles on my friends' faces as they will getting those smiles.
I am going to fulfill the promise. I promise to fulfill this promise. (haha oh boy I see an infinite loop coming).
My Senior Year schedule (for myself when I look back in the future):
1. AP Physics - Birdsong
3. TA - Gupta
4. Spanish 4 Honors - Guadiamos
5. AP English - Javier
6. AP Economics/AP Government - Pelkey
That's a year gone. I want it back but I can't have it back. I am given a new year intstead. I'm going to use it to its fullest.
I shall close the first post of the new year with this:
To everyone who I have met, known, spent time with, talked, chatted, or even sat together in silence, THANK YOU!
I owe you all so much for all the smiles you've put on my face, all the times you've been there for me, and all the memories you've had with me. I could try my hardest to give you back all the love and support and good times you've given me but I could never give it back. Even if I had a hundred lifetimes or even if there were one hundred Harsha's, we still couldn't repay you.
Thanks for it all.
2008 is gone. 2009. Bring on the memories.
