My name: Anjali Krish (not my real name)
My e-mail address for any questions and suggestions: fanficwriter14@hotmail.com. (This is used for a sole purpose of fanfiction.net.)

I love to write. It's my life. Also it does take me a while to update a story that I once had time for, but that's only cause I kinda ran out of ideas for the story so it's on hold for now and/ or I'm obsessed with another thing that takes up all my time so... yea.

I'm in love with Hindi films even if I can't understand them.(That's what subtitles are for) I speak English and I suck at spelling. My friend and I love SRK,( If you know what that means then you know who I'm talking about). My fave movies from him are K3G and Kal Ho Naa Ho. I just finished watching Kal Ho Naa Ho last night and I was cry like crazy at the end I love it so much.

I really love the movies he does with Kajol. Pretty much all the movies that they do together I love so much.

He is such a good actor and I really (along with my other friends who don't really know him but enough cause I tend to talk about it to much but anyway Yeah!) don't really think he looks like he's 46 years old but oh well.

I can become obsessed with one thing then the next day with another. I'm just weird like that, My friends say I'm weird, I say that I'm crazy. And I know that I am.

I can write for hours and not get tired. I do get headaches though, but who doesn't get those.

I can walk on the roughest sea's and climb the tallest mountain

I can sing a song that makes the spring time grow

I can do anything that I would like to do if I set my mind to it

But then after all of this, inside

I feel lost. Cold and silent

Dammed by hell and trapped by the people around me

And someday I shall die, but when I die I shall have no one near

I shall die with the wind carrying my spirit away

And then I shall be internally free, flying in the winds.

I'm scared, of people I knew, of people I loved, of people I trusted. I feel completely lost at this point. I don't even know who I am anymore.

You say that my name defies me.

I say that my life defies me.

You say that I am ugly.

I say that it is my soul that you find ugly.

You say that books are stupid.

I say that they are wisdom.

You say that life is shit.

I saw that life is life but you only have one.

FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. Or Mrs. . . .
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/ MOM . . .
FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry . . .
REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you . . .
FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back ...
REAL FRIENDS: keep your stuff so long they forget it's yours . . .
FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you...
REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you . . .
FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.. . . .
REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I'm home" . . .
FAKE FRIENDS: Will help you up when you fall over.. . . .
REAL FRIENDS: Will jump on top of you and shout "dog-pile" . . .
FAKE FRIENDS: Are around for awhile.. . . .
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life . . .
FAKE FRIENDS: say "love ya" in a joking manner . . .
REAL FRIENDS: say "I love you" and they mean it . . .
FAKE FRIENDS: will read this . . .
REAL FRIENDS : will steal this . . .

Don't believe the lies I say

Alex's school schedule.

First period- World History

Second- Math

Third- Science

Lunch

Fourth- Music

Fifth-Literacy

Sixth- AP

Seventh- Media

Paul's School schedule

First period- World History

Second- Math

Third- Literacy

Lunch

Fourth- Music

Fifth-Science

Sixth- Language Arts

Seventh- Media