Cruising Down Memory Lane

Words fail to express how much I'm going to miss school, my friends, having fun in class, singing, sleeping, playing basketball, talking about how much our school sucks and the list goes on and on and on and on...

Since pictures speak louder than word, here's a tribute to the best (almost) decade of my life.

Boy Meets Girl

Love is a dangerous emotion. I wouldn't wanna describe it as an emotion...Love is more of a process, a state of mind, a verb, or I really don't know. You'll never know when it will creep up behind you and well, attack you. You're never gonna see it coming. While speakin' of love, can the words 'soul mate' be far behind? We all might have a perfect picture of our soul mates in our head, or the the way we're gonna meet them, contrarily some of us may not even believe in soul mates. For a person, who believes that when someone falls in love, they only end up falling, I very much believe in soul mates.

Here are a few extracts from the best love stories that I know, which will help you understand that 'This is NOT how I will meet my soul mate.'

~"Kids, there's more than one story of how I met your mother. You know the short version, the thing with your mom's yellow umbrella."
Nobody does!!~

~We were both young when I first saw you. I was standing there, on a balcony in summer air. See the lights, see the party , the ball gowns, see you make your way through the crowd to say 'hello!'~

~Every night in my dreams, I see you. I feel you. That is how I know you, go on...You're here, there's nothing I fear. We'll stay forever this way. You are safe in my heart and my heart will go on, and on.~

~It was like something from an old movie, where the sailor sees the girl across the crowded dance floor, turns to his buddy and says, "See that girl? I'm gonna marry her someday."~

~The perfect guy next door and the perfect girl next door. They grew up together...Well, at least in each other's presence. He has the voice of an angel. He keeps her ecstatic and entertained. She is the little rat he'd like to take home to his Momma. Together they would create a picture of perfection. If only they could see, that what they're looking for, has always been right next to them, standing by and waiting, just next door.~

~He was a jock. She was a geek. Living in their own worlds. Until, fate, disguised as a New Year's Eve Karaoke party, brought them together. Their eyes met, their melodies matched, and they knew it then that it was the start of something new.~

~One day, he found her crying, coiled up on the dirty ground. Her Prince finally came to save her and the rest she can figure out. But it was a trick and the clock struck twelve. So, make sure, to build your house, brick by boring brick or the wolf's gonna blow it down!~

~I was at Venice- the most romantic place in the world. I was roaming the streets aawaara, paagal, deewana, when I accidentally bumped into him, the love of my life, the reason for my existence...Kunal. For a moment I had forgotten the world around me. The air I breathed, the wind that blew, the river that flowed, everything was Kunal. We would be the perfect couple- Sameer and Kunal...~

~She was seven and he was nine. And she looked at him, like the stars were shining in the sky, like pretty lights. And their Daddies used to joke about the two of them, growing up and falling in love, and their Mommas smiled, and rolled their eyes and said "Oh my my my!"~

~His hands moved so fast, they blurred. One was gripping under the body of the van, and something was dragging me, swinging my legs around like a rag doll's, till they hit the tire of the tan car. A groaning metallic thud hurt my ears and the van settled, glass popping, onto the asphalt- exactly where, a second ago, my legs had been. It was absolutely silent for one long second before the screaming began. In the abrupt bedlam, I could hear more than one person shouting my name. But more clearly than the yelling, I could hear Edward Cullen's low, frantic voice in my ear. "Bella? Are you all right?"~