Don't know how to live??!!

Hey diary,
How are you, it's been a long time I haven't wrote the diary but what to do papers are near and there is loads of burden on me. In fact on everyone, but that's not what I want to discuss with you. It's a bit weird topic but I have to discuss it.
Sometimes I want to be Like a girl full of attitude but when I think of becoming a girl full of attitude I feebly bad because I am nit that and I want to be original I don't want to break someone's heart, I don't want to hurt someone. Sometimes I want to be like quiet and not talking with anyone a kind of serious girl.
But again when ever I want to be like that my friends tell me that today you are very quiet and some thing is missing in you, why are you not talking or enjoying or making us laugh.
I am a girl who is religious, funny, vivid, talkative, and that kind of person. I am not praising my-self but yeah that's the truth, that's what my parents says my friends says my siblings says.
I am being very honest with you, I don't want to lose my self and I want to be what I am. So problem solved. Sometimes we get confused by many weird thoughts coming in our mind, to set that thoughts we have to write it down somewhere. That's why there is a word called "Diary".

The team of observation has come to our school Beacon house School System

It's been two days since they have came to our school to observe the teachers that how they are teaching and which technology they are using while teaching the students.
Many teachers are new in this school and they are being observed for the first time so they are very nervous. The teachers who are used to it are confident enough.
It's been a great experience the team is really working hard and they are doing their work very honestly. I am very happy with their work.
The team is here to see whether teachers are doing their  work properly or not.

It's so confusing !!!!!! :(

Today I didn't go to school. And today was the worst day for my friends. They told me that the whole class is not talking with them. Actually the scene was some of my class's boys were teasing a boy of sixth class. That boy was fat and healthy, my class's boys started teasing them and that boy started crying. he went to teacher and told the whole story to teacher. Teacher called the boys and scolded them. boys thought that my Friends Maryam Tariq and  Fatima Shaikh had complaint teacher. So the boys decided to not to talk with them. Boys told the whole class not to talk with them.  Maryam Tariq Fatima Shaikh were almost crying but they controlled themselves. They were very upset. Today afternoon they called me and told me the whole story, they said that they didn't complain to teacher that kid did that. But no one is ready to believe them. They are very upset.
The class is talking with me, My friends said that you also don't talk with them. I can't choose any one group. I have to do something. Now that holidays of eid has been started. The school will be open on Thursday 10-11-2011. I'll go to that kid and I will ask the truth in front of my class's boys maybe then they will realize that they have did something wrong. But I hope I can do what ever I want to. I will pray to Allah. He will help me in this matter. :)
Fingers crossed. 

All set... my sister finally Recovered the complex of loneliness !! :)

I am so happy my sister finally recovered the complex of loneliness now she stays with her class fellows in break. It's not that i don't want her with me in break or in home time it's just that she should learn to be with her friends. And she should learn to make her space between her class fellows.
Every body should know how to adjust in their class or in their environment I've also adjusted between those types of people which I've never met. It was difficult for me I used to cry because I was not able to find a good friend. But you can say that it was my good luck that I finally found some good people to stay with. By the time I realized that their nature was not bad the problem was with their language. And now I am happy again by God's grace.