Arranged Marriage

6/22/15

I'm back! Poor you, having to wait so long for me. I post whenever I feel like it. So deal with it ^_^ It's currently sunny and hot on this lovely summer day! Currently it's 86 degrees with slight--! Oops this is not the weather channel. This is the news channel DUH. I might go on and ooooooon about the debatable topic- arranged marriage. So why am I going to talk about arranged marriage?

Arranged marriage can either be a good thing or a bad thing. It all depends on the person. If you're a brown girl, you might hate it. If you're a parent, you might love it. It sucks for guys and girls who have to get arranged marriages. Sometimes they're compete strangers and sometimes they're cousins. They spend the rest of their lives together and this means expanding the family. You totally get what I mean ;) Except it's Ramadan so you can't do any of that, you naughty child. Stop thinking about it! STOP! I'M SERIOUS! Okay, moving on... My mom and I were talking about arranged marriages. I was complaining about how arranged marriages can ruin your life and my mom was complaining about me complaining about how arranged marriages can ruin your life. It went a little something like this:

Me: "Ammu, will you force me to have an arranged marriage? I don't want one."

Mom: "Why would you ask me that? Are you hiding something from me? Are you doing itish pitish with a boy? THERE IS NOTHING WRONG ABOUT ARRANGED MARRIAGES! YOU CAN HAVE A REALLY NICE LIFE IF YOU HAVE ONE AND YOU WON'T SUFFER FROM LOVE MARRIAGES. YOU WON'T EVEN FIND A BOY CUZ U UGLY AF! SO ARRANGED MARRIAGE IS A GOOD OPTION FOR YOU! I REGRET -blah-blah-blah! "

Me: T_T     Y u do dis?


There was more to the extremely exaggerated conversation. I was just too lazy to put it down.


My mom is fond of arranged marriages. She is disgusted with love. She prefers arranged marriages with cousins because they have known each other and they're close. It's a bit too close though o.O The right term for this is ---hold on lemme get out urban dictionary. *Flips le virtual pages*. Oooh found it! INCEST! It means....

"The way the British royal family keeps itself German." 

.......................... close enough. My mom prefers that I marry my cousin. THIS IS TOTALLY UNACCEPTABLE! But in my defense, all my cousins have found lovely ladies. These ladies are in no way my cousins. That's amazing because my mom will have no one to compare me to. My dad said that if my grades are crappy in my freshman year of high school, he will set up an arranged marriage. That's not helpful because my grades are not the best. But then again all my cousins are taken. Too bad for him :P

Beginnings and the SHSAT

3/8/2015

Hello to the person reading this! I don't know how you ended up here but you must be lonely. Like very VERY lonely. Anyway if you're wondering, then yes... I am a Bengali girl. I am a soon to be high school freshman in NYC. I'm an underachiever and I have no goals. I'm exceptionally lazy (hence why I end up finishing up all my homework at 1 A.M.) and I hate everything (as of now). I just reveal my thoughts on this blog about my life or a particular topic. Geez, you're still reading this? You must be really, REALLY bored! Anyway, today I'm going to discuss about a controversial topic: the SHSAT 

Basically the SHSAT is a test that either 8th graders or 9th graders take. SHSAT stands for Specialized High Schools Admissions Test. This test is only administered to those residing in New York so if you're not in New York get outta here (Just kidding)! This test determines what high school students may be admitted to. However, these high schools are not any plain old high school. They stand for "Specialized" for a reason. These high schools are very selective. About 30,000 students take this test but like 5,000 or 6,000 students get into a specialized high school (Boo hoo! T_T). I took the test on October 26, of 2014 (Last year, duh!) and it was nerve- wrecking. I started prepping for the test in June so basically I had 4 months to prepare for this test. I thought this is enough time to study. Now let's get back to the day of the test. So on the last 5 minutes of the test, I had more than 20 (that's right 20!!) questions left to answer. I had to put more than 20 random answers for the remaining questions (and these questions weighed the most as they were the last questions). All those 4 months were put to waste. Not to mention, thousands of dollars wasted. That was probably the worst day of my 2014. I knew I had no chance of making it into a specialized high school. Also as an eighth grader, of course I had to give in high school applications. I put Bayside High School as my first choice and Thomas Edison high school as my second choice (how wise -__-). Don't be confused by the SHSAT and regular high school applications. They're two different things. Anyway, I got my high school results plus the SHSAT results a few days ago. Now you see where this is leading to! Anyhow, I did not get any offer to a specialized high school. Many tears were let out on this horrible day. As a Bengali girl with Bengali parents this would lead me to chaos. Typical Bengali parents expect their children to get into good schools (Especially those residing in NYC). Every single person I know who took the SHSAT got in to a specialized high school. I'm not even kidding. My best friend got into Stuyvesant and some other Bengali kid I know. I could name everyone who got into a specialized high school but of course that would take soooooo long!! It's hell knowing that I did not get into a specialized high school whereas all those people I know did! Instead, I got into Edison! My second choice! I'm really stupid because I put that school as my second choice. I could have put Cardozo HS or Forest Hills HS. I could have easily gotten into those better high schools. I regret everything and I wish that I could go back in time. I wish I could retake the SHSAT and get into a school. I can take the test again in 9th grade but there are less seats and to my luck the test is much harder. I know there is no way of getting into a specialized high school unless I do AMAZINGGG on the 9th grade SHSAT. In that case, I would need a miracle because I truly am a dumbass. My mom is disappointed in me and I am too. I have no hope for what the future holds on me. I wish I could go back in time. I really really REALLY wish I could.