The Not-So-Normal Gal

You know when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales? That fantasy of what your life would be – white dress, prince charming who’d carry you away to a castle on a hill. You’d lie in your bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the tooth fairy, prince charming –they were so close you could taste them. But eventually you grow up and one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is, it’s hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely because almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope and faith that one day they would open their eyes and it would all come true. Because at the end of the day, faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. Its like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And its not so important, happy ever after, just tha

So hey, I know I said that I would disappear in September but then I couldn't stay an entire month without writing. So here I am telling you about a stupid decision I made like an hour ago. That decision was thinking in retrospect. So as you know my friend circle has changed drastically over the past year. A lot of new faces, which frankly are better than the previous ones have come into my weird life and so far I'm loving it. But there are these smidgens of information that I have about the people that have left my side. I went through my phone gallery yesterday and after a while of scrolling I found these great pictures. Pictures that had faces I wanted to forget. And that led me to think that even though I don't talk to them anymore, I still see them from across a hallway, in the canteen, at a school assembly and I think, "I still know who her brother's favourite artist is," or "I hope his dog is okay," or "I wonder if she is still crazy f

You know what really bugs me? What really creeps the hell outta me? I'll tell you what.  Suicides. Now before I start rumbling about it, I'm not trying to offend anyone. This is just my opinion and yours might differ from mine. Let's get started, shall we? Yesterday one of my friends got to school with a crepe bandage that went from his palm up until him elbow. I was freaked. What had happened? I went up to him and asked him but he refused to give me a straight answer. I was furious. I took hold of his hand and demanded that he should show me what was on his arm. Reluctantly he took the bandage off and there they were. 7 slits running across the width of his arm. I sat him down and lectured him about how wrong he was. That's what I would like to share with you today.  His problem was a girl who ditched him and was double dating while she was with him. I'm not saying that he should just stop feeling but the anger he had should have been directed at her not hi