Loving It All... NOT!
~*Gauri Patel's Blog*~:
Hey Diary! My name is Gauri Patel. I'm fourteen and a half years old but I'll be fifteen years old like by December and a junior at Normandy High School. It's great here even though I'm the youngest one here but because I look so old for my age that I can very well just camouflage like a chamele—no! Ew... Yuck! I don't even want to think about them right now. Oh, please! Don't think of me as some stuck up cheerleader for god's sake! It's just that I can't stand anything with green or slimy skin like frogs, snakes, chameleon's... ughhh.... Ok, I'm freaking my own self now. Ugh... I really do hate them, no really. It's not just something that every kid's afraid of and then eventually gets over it. My fear is hard core. I get nightmares that I can actually remember every other day and God, is it bad. I even think about them when I'm walking in the fields. Am I scaring you? I hope not. Really! I'm not that weird. Everyone has their own quirks. Well... and that's one of them. Yeah... just one of them. I've got a couple more but I'm not the only one with more than one quirks. It's actually pretty normal. Well, yeah. Really! Fine! Don't believe me! Ok well... Whatever.
Anyways, you might be wondering how am I fifteen and a junior... well the truth is I moved here, the United States, from India after 5th grade and in India, children start school a year earlier than here. After coming here, I was given an aptitude test to which I passed with flying colors since school there is so fudgin' hard and the Parma City Schools district school board thought I should be promoted by a year so here I am in my junior year.
I'm thinking of graduating this year so that I can save another year and head towards college. Well... that's not really the reason, I actually want to graduate for some other reasons as well. And I'm not trying to be modest or I don't want you to get any idea such that I'm a very good hearted person, I'll tell you straight out that I'm mean, stubborn and selfish person but I just really feel guilty about my parents living separately. I feel like it's my entire fault because my mom, Chandni Patel, brought us, my brother, Samay, and me here for our education and has been living here for the last three years away from my dad, Jayesh but he prefers Jay.
He says it enhances the youth in him. He's a fun dad, but one thing I don't like about is that he hides his problems from us. He's kind of justified since he doesn't want to worry us. But if I ever have kids I would at least tell them what was going on. With my dad, I don't know what's happening even if it affects us. His anger, too, is unbearable and thankfully I have not experienced that too much. But I've heard him blast off at other people when he didn't know of my presence and boy is it scary!
Even though he doesn't say it to face, I know that he misses my mom's presence quite a lot. My parents love each other a lot, and I can tell that too, but a few days before we came to the United States they started arguing a lot. Before that, I swear to God, I honestly don't remember even once when they'd fought. I swear. They never did before and the last few days, it had been bad. I hadn't seen any tears but I knew they were hurting. Well, I hope I haven't bugged you too much with my parent's fighting. So back to why I want to graduate this year itself is so that I'll be graduating the same year as my brother; we both can go to college and live in dorms and then my mom will finally be able to go back to India. To my father.
Oh yeah, there's another thing I forgot to tell you guys, I am a United States citizen and was born here too. Now, you will be wondering, how is that possible? Well, my mom's side of the family lives here, in Ohio. So during her pregnancy she'd come here to my nani's house. My brother too is an American citizen and was born here as well. Same situation. But after our birth, my mom returned back to India. We were brought up there but if you think about it I actually "grew up" here. Grew up here in the sense of matured but according to other people's thinking that I'm still immature is a different thing. Ahem, Ahem! These 'people' is actually only one guy. He's sweet, two years older than me but we're still in almost all classes together. He honestly is a nice guy and from all the Indian guys I know he's the best one. Yeah, he can be a devil and also an ass sometimes but what the heck! He's still awesome and fun to hang out with! Samay and Shiv, that's his name, are like a mirror.
Oh, yeah! And before we moved into this house, when we'd just come from India, we'd lived with my mom's brother, Sumir Mama and his wife and their two daughter, Priya and Riya. Priya's my age… but to be quite frank I'm not too fond of her. Let's just say we use to be hardcore enemies. But Riya's a sweetheart. True, she can have here mood swings and everything but she's very good from heart. But thank god! Our problems are solved but we're just not friends…
I'm still in touch with my friends in India. I might go this summer to India to see my dad, relatives, friends and of course my very good friend, Brunell… but that's a story for another day. I'll tell you all about them some time else and that's if you guys are still interested.
Part 1: http://india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=732137&TPN=2
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Well, Hey guys! That's basically all the background information I thought you'd want to know of. I won't be continuing too often. Whenever I get a break from my busy some life, I promise to write. Right now, the future I'm thinking for this ff I really doubt it to be anything similar to my previous ff- Oblivious to the Obvious.