A regular muggle living in an all to muggle-world, a little part of me died when I realised I'd never get to go to Hogwarts. I want to be 11 again. But it's too late, cause Severus Snape's already dead. So is Michael Jackson. Why am I always just a little too late? The name's Nisha. Welcome to my world.

Well I just realized I don't have much emotions.

It's weird. I laugh a lot and stuff but yeah that's it. I laugh, and boom. Gone. Nothing. Nada. Capishe. Ilek.

Not saying that it's a good thing cause people get annoyed by my emotionless presence a lot.
They expect me to be so jolly and gay (which means happy, mind you) about everything.

It's not that my feelings don't exist, per se. It's just that I don't show them much. I'm emotionless, oblivious and ignorant.
People think I'm arrogant and stuff, but I'm not.
I just don't notice.. my surroundings cause I talk to myself in my mind sometimes.

Yes, I'm a weirdo, so people don't get me. Except for Juju, cause she's a weirdo too. We're just two weirdos doing weird shit.

Yesterday an upper six kid chatted with me on Facebook.
It's strange cause we've never talked before, ever.
Turns out he watches my videos and uhh.. yeah he likes my voice.
We chatted for a while and topics were changed and added.

Then he asked about me and Sandy. Which was again, strange, cause I thought the stupid rumour went away already. Well turns out I thought wrong.

The damned rumour is still spreading (well quite slower now, thank God) amongst the form sixxers. Jealousy, of course is still there among the girls.

But it's not true. So why should I give a shit?

There goes my ignorance.

OH YEAH, PLEASE THE PERSON WHO TOOK MY ART/SONG/PIANO FOLDER, RETURN IT TO ME. MY LIFE SORTA DEPENDS ON IT.