The Not-So-Normal Gal

When I first realized that I wrote well was in 5th grade, when for the first time I got the maximum marks possible in the writing section. I was awestruck. I didn't think that something I wrote could be THAT good. Ever since then I have never got marks cut in my writing section other than the necessary 1/2 and sometimes not even that. If you're from Chandigarh, you'll know what I mean. That's what brought me here, to this blog. I still remember that day. 30th August 2014, exactly one year ago. I had so much to say, but no one to say it too. I couldn't handle the thought of a diary which needs to be maintained properly so I thought of this. "The Not-So-Normal Gal" is my safe haven. My sanctuary. Most of you don't leave comments but PM me and they are so heart warming. I am so humbled to see so many of you taking from what you read here. I love the support you have always shown me. I have received many compliments on my writing. The greatest was whe

"The thing people forget is how good it can feel when you finally set secrets free. Whether good or bad, at least they're out in the open, like it or not. And once your secrets are out in the open, you don't have to hide behind them anymore. The problem with secrets is even when you think you're in control, you're not." –Meredith Grey

So um, this is going to be really cheesy. I don't normally do cheesy but you know, once in a while the "tumblr girl" in me manages to write a couple of lines that the normal me finds disgustingly adorable. So here we go, a ticket to "cute tumblr wonderland." Sometimes I wonder if anyone is awake; awake because my image can't leave their eyes.  Sometimes I wonder if anyone is afraid; afraid to talk to me because they think they mess up everything they say. Because I am always up at night, daydreaming, About someone who makes my insides turn to mush. But I've never heard of anyone crushing on me except the guy from 2 years ago, I don't even really care about that but it's such a rush. Because that's not a problem, that's not even an issue  I love myself completely but I can't help but wonder if someone out there likes me too. Sometimes I just wish, wish for someone with whom I'll drive all night with. We'll la

Hey hey hey!! I know. Long time no see, girl! Well I've been swamped with school and I will disappear again in the month of September because of my exams. Without further ado, let's get into it shall we?  Top 5 book I read this summer: 1. A Work In Progress by Connor Franta: It is a memoir by the 22 y/o Youtuber that I love and cherish. It tells the story about how he comes to terms with himself and his personality. It starts in his early childhood when he discovers his love for entertaining others, then onto his teenage years when he starts to doubt himself and falls into the wrong mix of people and then onto now; the present. It's an inspiring story and It's a must read for everybody who knows how to read. Rating: 9.5/10 2. The Deal (Wattpad) by Kyle Kay: Well I can't say that I recommend this for everybody because it has a 50 shades vibe to it but it was a fast read (literally 5 hours) and it was quite entertaining. It's a bit slow at first but once

I am not here to talk about Katy Perry's single. It's much more complicated than that. It's about loving someone unconditionally, which to me, personally, seems like total and utter BS. There I said it. Please don't sue me. I don't want to offend anyone. I have opinions and I'm absolutely certain there are million or even billions of people who would disagree with me.  I'm not this person who hates the idea of love or loving someone no matter what. As a matter of fact, I find the idea very comforting but if someone treats you like garbage and you still love that person them you need help my friend because you might be suffering from Stockholm Syndrome or some other condition like that.  Loving someone 'unconditionally' means there are absolutely no conditions what so ever. Will they provide for you? Don't care. Will they love you like you love them? Doesn't matter. Will they even give a damn? No use. That's what 'uncondit