eXams are there,
at the paper u stare;
the answer is nowhere,
which makes u pull ur hair.
The teachers make u glare,
the grades r not fair,
but just like the past 20 yrs,
WE DONT CARE !
Love this saying so much... and i wanted to share it with you guys... :)
Friday, March 12, 2010
Sunday, December 27, 2009
SAMELAN 2009!!!!!
Spending the day at Sabha, cleaning up and packing up,helping preprare for Samelan. Then THEY find out I am not going. And all hell broke loose....
Amar took an empty form. They asked me to fill it up. I didn't. They got my sister and Jiwan to fill up my form. Every detail was filled up. Amar got my dad to sign. Jiwan forged my signature. THE RECEIT WAS WRITTEN B4 DAD EVEN PAID!!!! ARGHHH!!!! Dad did pay. Shit. I was going to samelan... ish ish ish.....
Then I go to samelan and i make the most amazing friends. My jatha. Jatha 5. WAS AWESOME. To all of you who read this, know that you made samelan awesome for me,and I hope I made it awesome for you. I really love you guys and miss you all like crazy. Jatha 5... OK ASO, CUN ASO!!!!
Go nirvair go.
Show them what u know
Up, down, left right,
asi sare side by side
North south eastwest
Jatha 5 is the best!!!!
These are the same people who made me take part in the samelan idol. I honestly didn't noe what to expect. I mean. I am the girl who was forced to come, I didn't expect to go far.
BUT I DID!!!!
The auditions were shaky cuz I couldnt answer the questions. So I didn't think I would make it to the next round. The following round I sang about Mai Bhago. And I made it to the following round. I had to make a presentation. I did on the basics of Sikhi. And then i had to answer questions in a quiz. I only got 1 right. I was like shit. I am definately not going to go to the next round. and I surprised myself... cuz I did make it..Woah... This is nothing like i imagined.
The next day, i had to do a fashion show. I wore a Bana and a Turban. I was so proud that i carried it well... Then I had to tie a turban on someone. It turned out ok seeing that i only practiced ONCE.... hahaha... And yet again i made it to the next round.
The grand finals on Friday, 25 Dec 2009... The finalist were Amrit Kaur and myself for the girls and Alvinderjit Singh snd Karam for the guys. I had to answer 3 random questions from the jugdes and i have to say tht I answered them really well. Then I sang about Guru Gobind Gingh. I had the dhol to accompany me. It was awesome. I got the crowd involved. And my jatha girls, Divya and Jiwan wrote and photocopiedposters and pasted them everywhere. My jatha boys went around and got me votes. It was awesome.
The organisers got us all dressed up for the prize giving. The amount of make up i had on; I never wore that much in my ENTIRE LIFE!!!!!!!!!! Went i walked in the darbar, I heard so many people say wow, ooh, aahh, so pretty. I'm pretty sure i heard a fuyo! It felt really nice to be noticed. I was wearin pink and Karam was wearing pink. So everyone was like "ey, both wearin pink anand karaj kero!!"...-.-
Then my name was announced!!! I was ecstatic!! I didnt expect it at all because I thought Amrit had won the crowd over. It was awesome. Then Deya and all was like "Aaapa Hain Kaun... Beganeh..." It was incredible!
So many people congratulated me. Now my sister is known as Pevin's sister. Now that is the highlight of this event.
I truly appreciate my whole Jatha for their efforts in promoting boring ole' me. Thank you so much guys, I honestly can't say that enough.
The day after was awesome. I lost my slippers though.. That idiot is lucky because he/she has Miss Kaur 09's slippers. Hmph! *flips hair*
I was hanging out with Ravin, Deya, Manmeet, Trishen, and Divya. I stayed back and helped clean up.
The most fun part was going for a ride on the lorry. Fareed was interviewing me on the walkie talkie, Jeggy did boliyan; It was freakin amazing! And then men jiwan and sis began singing. It actually started raining. Seriously.
Now sitting here in Mc D's 2 days later, reminiscing,made me realise how much all of u guys made samelan special for me.
Love you guys loads and thank you so!!!!!!!!
Amar took an empty form. They asked me to fill it up. I didn't. They got my sister and Jiwan to fill up my form. Every detail was filled up. Amar got my dad to sign. Jiwan forged my signature. THE RECEIT WAS WRITTEN B4 DAD EVEN PAID!!!! ARGHHH!!!! Dad did pay. Shit. I was going to samelan... ish ish ish.....
Then I go to samelan and i make the most amazing friends. My jatha. Jatha 5. WAS AWESOME. To all of you who read this, know that you made samelan awesome for me,and I hope I made it awesome for you. I really love you guys and miss you all like crazy. Jatha 5... OK ASO, CUN ASO!!!!
Go nirvair go.
Show them what u know
Up, down, left right,
asi sare side by side
North south eastwest
Jatha 5 is the best!!!!
These are the same people who made me take part in the samelan idol. I honestly didn't noe what to expect. I mean. I am the girl who was forced to come, I didn't expect to go far.
BUT I DID!!!!
The auditions were shaky cuz I couldnt answer the questions. So I didn't think I would make it to the next round. The following round I sang about Mai Bhago. And I made it to the following round. I had to make a presentation. I did on the basics of Sikhi. And then i had to answer questions in a quiz. I only got 1 right. I was like shit. I am definately not going to go to the next round. and I surprised myself... cuz I did make it..Woah... This is nothing like i imagined.
The next day, i had to do a fashion show. I wore a Bana and a Turban. I was so proud that i carried it well... Then I had to tie a turban on someone. It turned out ok seeing that i only practiced ONCE.... hahaha... And yet again i made it to the next round.
The grand finals on Friday, 25 Dec 2009... The finalist were Amrit Kaur and myself for the girls and Alvinderjit Singh snd Karam for the guys. I had to answer 3 random questions from the jugdes and i have to say tht I answered them really well. Then I sang about Guru Gobind Gingh. I had the dhol to accompany me. It was awesome. I got the crowd involved. And my jatha girls, Divya and Jiwan wrote and photocopiedposters and pasted them everywhere. My jatha boys went around and got me votes. It was awesome.
The organisers got us all dressed up for the prize giving. The amount of make up i had on; I never wore that much in my ENTIRE LIFE!!!!!!!!!! Went i walked in the darbar, I heard so many people say wow, ooh, aahh, so pretty. I'm pretty sure i heard a fuyo! It felt really nice to be noticed. I was wearin pink and Karam was wearing pink. So everyone was like "ey, both wearin pink anand karaj kero!!"...-.-
Then my name was announced!!! I was ecstatic!! I didnt expect it at all because I thought Amrit had won the crowd over. It was awesome. Then Deya and all was like "Aaapa Hain Kaun... Beganeh..." It was incredible!
So many people congratulated me. Now my sister is known as Pevin's sister. Now that is the highlight of this event.
I truly appreciate my whole Jatha for their efforts in promoting boring ole' me. Thank you so much guys, I honestly can't say that enough.
The day after was awesome. I lost my slippers though.. That idiot is lucky because he/she has Miss Kaur 09's slippers. Hmph! *flips hair*
I was hanging out with Ravin, Deya, Manmeet, Trishen, and Divya. I stayed back and helped clean up.
The most fun part was going for a ride on the lorry. Fareed was interviewing me on the walkie talkie, Jeggy did boliyan; It was freakin amazing! And then men jiwan and sis began singing. It actually started raining. Seriously.
Now sitting here in Mc D's 2 days later, reminiscing,made me realise how much all of u guys made samelan special for me.
Love you guys loads and thank you so!!!!!!!!
Saturday, September 5, 2009
My sister...
I was reading my sisters blog.... (yes i actually read it) An it made me realise many many many things.
Firstly it reminded me of all our fights. The lift and Looking Tower one was the best....(btw its a lift). Its awesome, really. She is so right when it comes to the difference between buddies and friends and I am so touched that she thinks of me in that way. I mean, after 2 years I am actually reading that post. The memories came pouring back. We watched stardust together...(now I know why she went missing; she was in one of her philosophical moments)
Aahhh... Moments. A single one can change your whole life.Just like a few moments of mine spent with a real jackass has made me crazy about him.I wasted my time on that jackass. Well, we all make mistakes. My sister knew it was coming but didn't say anything. Why? Because she always wanted me to make my own mistakes. The problem is why should I when I could easily learn from hers? The beauty with being the youngest is that we learn from those around us.
Here is the reason to why I was so shy, and still is occasionally today. I used to watch people. Their attitudes and actions and how others reacted to them. I learned from people around me. I was terrified of making mistakes. This year, after learning that I had missed out so much socially by just watching, I changed. I learned to live life the way I should. I learned that I have to make mistakes to grow, to gain my own experiences.
Somebody once asked me, "Ah. You must be followin your sisters footsteps"
I simply replied "No. I am creating my own"
I am proud of my words. My sister thought me to be confident enough to say those words. I may complain or tell her off for something but the fact that she is really important to me will never change (no sis u can't take my blue blouse):P My presence is felt by others around me. I dont blend with the background. I stand out. Like the other day I was walking towards someone. He had his back turned. When I reached he said "I just knew it was you" I asked "how come?" He said "I just knew it."
After reading her blog, and her brief description of me, a lot of it has changed. I am bubbbly now, I am not afraid to show my sarcasm and dry wit. She gave me the encouragement. Now I cant live without going out with my friends. (Last record 5 Saturdays in a row.. mum was ballistic) I read more and write more. Proof is this blog. I am experimenting. I am CHANGING but I'm still that competitive nerd who loves harry potter. Somethings will never change. And I have a new found love for rock. (but chocolate, my sleep, games and cars are still my weaknesses)
I am who I am today after learning from my sister. People admire my confidence nowdays. I am so proud of myself that I have learned to become ME.
I am who I am... nothing more nothing else... I am my own person, my own identity. And no one can take that away from me.
I am no longer the sour faced little girl sitting at the back and always complaining. I am the crazy punk who blasts the stereo who lives life to the fullest.Thank you sis for making me a better person. Thank you for teaching me how to make mistakes and how to learn form them.
I LOVE YOU SIS.
Firstly it reminded me of all our fights. The lift and Looking Tower one was the best....(btw its a lift). Its awesome, really. She is so right when it comes to the difference between buddies and friends and I am so touched that she thinks of me in that way. I mean, after 2 years I am actually reading that post. The memories came pouring back. We watched stardust together...(now I know why she went missing; she was in one of her philosophical moments)
Aahhh... Moments. A single one can change your whole life.Just like a few moments of mine spent with a real jackass has made me crazy about him.I wasted my time on that jackass. Well, we all make mistakes. My sister knew it was coming but didn't say anything. Why? Because she always wanted me to make my own mistakes. The problem is why should I when I could easily learn from hers? The beauty with being the youngest is that we learn from those around us.
Here is the reason to why I was so shy, and still is occasionally today. I used to watch people. Their attitudes and actions and how others reacted to them. I learned from people around me. I was terrified of making mistakes. This year, after learning that I had missed out so much socially by just watching, I changed. I learned to live life the way I should. I learned that I have to make mistakes to grow, to gain my own experiences.
Somebody once asked me, "Ah. You must be followin your sisters footsteps"
I simply replied "No. I am creating my own"
I am proud of my words. My sister thought me to be confident enough to say those words. I may complain or tell her off for something but the fact that she is really important to me will never change (no sis u can't take my blue blouse):P My presence is felt by others around me. I dont blend with the background. I stand out. Like the other day I was walking towards someone. He had his back turned. When I reached he said "I just knew it was you" I asked "how come?" He said "I just knew it."
After reading her blog, and her brief description of me, a lot of it has changed. I am bubbbly now, I am not afraid to show my sarcasm and dry wit. She gave me the encouragement. Now I cant live without going out with my friends. (Last record 5 Saturdays in a row.. mum was ballistic) I read more and write more. Proof is this blog. I am experimenting. I am CHANGING but I'm still that competitive nerd who loves harry potter. Somethings will never change. And I have a new found love for rock. (but chocolate, my sleep, games and cars are still my weaknesses)
I am who I am today after learning from my sister. People admire my confidence nowdays. I am so proud of myself that I have learned to become ME.
I am who I am... nothing more nothing else... I am my own person, my own identity. And no one can take that away from me.
I am no longer the sour faced little girl sitting at the back and always complaining. I am the crazy punk who blasts the stereo who lives life to the fullest.Thank you sis for making me a better person. Thank you for teaching me how to make mistakes and how to learn form them.
I LOVE YOU SIS.
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