it's like Dejavu.
it's quite surreal how things can change overnight.
i received a phone call this morning, and i could easily summarize it this way:
Ground zero.
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Mr Ed, doesn't want me to go to Australia. he wants me to go to the best university in America. He wants to meet him on the 2nd of January. He wants me to spend all of my leftover time on my US application.
And i can't help but laugh at my life, for forever being a successful university applicant, but not a university student yet.
there was uk. and then australia. and then i have to just forget about em both, and start with usa.
time is not my concern. i have no problem graduating later or earlier,whatsoever. I've already come up with awesome plans of what am i gonna do with my holidays, if it is prolonged again. travel travel travel.
well in any case, this shouldn't be a surprise to many. it's ainul dammit.noo,i'm not complaining,i'm actually quite eager to start studying, but at the same time, i know i can learn so much with the spare time i might have by traveling.
I don't know what God's plans are, but it seems all wonderful to me. it boggles me because i feel so undeserving of all the goodness.
anyways, i will be needing help from my usa friends. pretty pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee.
p/s-i just needed to tell the world this, so that everyone will understand how my life will be like in the next 6 months or so.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
hey ho lets go
This blog has become too personal for my liking and i'm pretty sure i'll regain my awesome momentum in sydney( procrasticationnnn). ah well, having said that, i'm going on a sabbathical leave, away from the blogging world till i rediscover my real purpose to blogging.
Don't get me wrong, i have very high tolerance for personal blogs as it is the most convenient way to update my nosy self with the well being of my acquaintances. However, i've never perceived myself to be a subject of my own writings. It seems like writing about myself might potentially bore me to death. there i go again,i feel like the all-singing-all-dancing crap, who thinks the world cares about what she eats for dinner, and frankly speaking, i sometimes do.
everyone has their vain spot. everyone sometimes, tend to find themselves looking at the reflection of their beautiful faces, in the big mirror they have placed themselves before.everyone tends to speak out without realising it's a bunch of nonsense. no, i'm not your typical everyday cynic. I just get very negative sometimes. even in the most peaceful state of mind, i can find myself criticizing ruthlessly,perhaps an innate thing.
Nevertheless, i've mentioned about a few names in my previous post. they are authors of the best fiction ever. classic writers. i just Rediscovered classic, and at such a late age( bummer). notice the "re" in discovered. indeed, i have read many classics but never appreciated them.
am not sure why i wasn't particularly interested in classics. I would find comfort in saying my generation have modern literature to resort to as an alternative source of delectable eye candyyyy. After reading a bunch of classics, i find it a waste to read anything else, and am determined to devote my time finishing all the classics in the world even if it takes forever( i can be extreme at times).
As a matter of fact, i only wanted to talk about Alice's adventure in Wonderland. Being me, i divert so easily(focus ainul!). somehow this post reminds of my ridiculous lack of focus in econs class( and many others fyi).
This post is long enough to make me barf.
if readers have already been driven away after the first two sentences, writing about my awesome book review here might be a waste of good reading material.
This therefore is the second last post for the rest of the year( two more weeks to new year?)
Don't get me wrong, i have very high tolerance for personal blogs as it is the most convenient way to update my nosy self with the well being of my acquaintances. However, i've never perceived myself to be a subject of my own writings. It seems like writing about myself might potentially bore me to death. there i go again,i feel like the all-singing-all-dancing crap, who thinks the world cares about what she eats for dinner, and frankly speaking, i sometimes do.
everyone has their vain spot. everyone sometimes, tend to find themselves looking at the reflection of their beautiful faces, in the big mirror they have placed themselves before.everyone tends to speak out without realising it's a bunch of nonsense. no, i'm not your typical everyday cynic. I just get very negative sometimes. even in the most peaceful state of mind, i can find myself criticizing ruthlessly,perhaps an innate thing.
Nevertheless, i've mentioned about a few names in my previous post. they are authors of the best fiction ever. classic writers. i just Rediscovered classic, and at such a late age( bummer). notice the "re" in discovered. indeed, i have read many classics but never appreciated them.
am not sure why i wasn't particularly interested in classics. I would find comfort in saying my generation have modern literature to resort to as an alternative source of delectable eye candyyyy. After reading a bunch of classics, i find it a waste to read anything else, and am determined to devote my time finishing all the classics in the world even if it takes forever( i can be extreme at times).
As a matter of fact, i only wanted to talk about Alice's adventure in Wonderland. Being me, i divert so easily(focus ainul!). somehow this post reminds of my ridiculous lack of focus in econs class( and many others fyi).
This post is long enough to make me barf.
if readers have already been driven away after the first two sentences, writing about my awesome book review here might be a waste of good reading material.
This therefore is the second last post for the rest of the year( two more weeks to new year?)
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
dust collectors anyone?
I haven't had my share of spare time over the course of staying here, luckily, I found some this week.
To fully utilise it, i read 3 books in 2 days. as dusk emerges at approximately 5,consequencing to longer nights, i've failed to keep my heavy eyelids open past 10. Not that i haven't tried, and it was comparable to dipping your hands to boil in acid(exaggeration never hurt the storyteller)Yes eyelids are delecate things my friends.
I just bought an awesome new exotic decoration for my room and i think it'd be nice to get some for some people.however, since i've been here for more than 2 months now, i've become accustomed to the exotic egyptians souvenirs, which results to my inability to decide what to get my friends, or whether i should even get them anything. they seem so common. but if there are any request, i'd be delighted to attend to it.
for instance, if you've been longing to touch pharaoh's beard, i'd try to hunt for some during my visit to his tomb. or if you're in dying need of miniature pyramids, they sell them all over the streets. perhaps you just feel like putting something egyptian in your room, just as a reminder of your Awesome friend (me), no problem. but i can't guarantee i'd be able to pass throught the customs with a live-camel and a mummified organ you suddenly feel like hanging on your bedroom wall .no sirreee.btw, since i lost my phone, my new egyptian number is: +20125334450.
Malaysian number remains unchanged.
P/s- jannah, i know this is uber random anddddd it's very very very the tak malu for me to ask this. but we should trade souvenirs. lets trade awesome egypt and japan dust collecting whatever it is we can get on the streets.pls?
To fully utilise it, i read 3 books in 2 days. as dusk emerges at approximately 5,consequencing to longer nights, i've failed to keep my heavy eyelids open past 10. Not that i haven't tried, and it was comparable to dipping your hands to boil in acid(exaggeration never hurt the storyteller)Yes eyelids are delecate things my friends.
I just bought an awesome new exotic decoration for my room and i think it'd be nice to get some for some people.however, since i've been here for more than 2 months now, i've become accustomed to the exotic egyptians souvenirs, which results to my inability to decide what to get my friends, or whether i should even get them anything. they seem so common. but if there are any request, i'd be delighted to attend to it.
for instance, if you've been longing to touch pharaoh's beard, i'd try to hunt for some during my visit to his tomb. or if you're in dying need of miniature pyramids, they sell them all over the streets. perhaps you just feel like putting something egyptian in your room, just as a reminder of your Awesome friend (me), no problem. but i can't guarantee i'd be able to pass throught the customs with a live-camel and a mummified organ you suddenly feel like hanging on your bedroom wall .no sirreee.btw, since i lost my phone, my new egyptian number is: +20125334450.
Malaysian number remains unchanged.
P/s- jannah, i know this is uber random anddddd it's very very very the tak malu for me to ask this. but we should trade souvenirs. lets trade awesome egypt and japan dust collecting whatever it is we can get on the streets.pls?
Friday, December 5, 2008
bamboozle
I feel like lying.
Once upon a time, a fiddler found a doodle on a big wall in a jungle. The doodle was a doodling of a poogle and the poogle looked boggled. the fiddler saw a riddle next to the doodle and tried to unravel it. But his brains got jumbled and he started to juggle.he jiggled and jaggled the animals started to giggle. he fell down and found an odd pair of goggles and thought he should google it. on google, it stated that the goggles belonged to the poodle in the doodle on the wall in the jungle.
what a load bamboozle.
Once upon a time, a fiddler found a doodle on a big wall in a jungle. The doodle was a doodling of a poogle and the poogle looked boggled. the fiddler saw a riddle next to the doodle and tried to unravel it. But his brains got jumbled and he started to juggle.he jiggled and jaggled the animals started to giggle. he fell down and found an odd pair of goggles and thought he should google it. on google, it stated that the goggles belonged to the poodle in the doodle on the wall in the jungle.
what a load bamboozle.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Thursday is Friday in Middle East
Today is a good day.It's the last day of the week and class before a longggggg eventful holiday(eid Adha).
I'm very excited to witness the anticipated celebration first hand. Here, EId Adha is the BIG eid instead of Eid Fitr.
It seems logical that way. They understand the meaning of each celebration differently. For Eid Fitr, They celebrate Ramadhan, not Syawal. For Instance, During Ramdhan do they hang all the colorful lamps infront of every building and every night, the streets are flooded by people performing tawarikh as there isn't enough space in the mosque. On the 27th night especially, my sister said that, if you wanted to pray in the mosque, you will have to come as early as 12 noon, and sleep there till dusk arrives. During Ramadhan, generosity is at its peak. Freshly withdrawn money is randomly given out on the streets by the wealthy.
Because it is the holy month, a month of prayer, people celebrate it's presence, not it's departure(eid).
Eid Adha is a different story. Eid Adha celebrates muslims' loyalty to their Lord. Therefore, The meaning within the day itself is what we're celebrating.
that pretty much explains my excitement I guess. being present to celebrate a big festival in a different scene, surrounding, with different people,namely Egyptians.
It's probably disturbing to hear cows and sheeps being slaughtered on the streets ,oh how dirty the streets would be. In a more extreme event, Some slaughter cows in the building lobby, and if you wanted to walk up, you'd have to climb and grasp anything in your sight just to avoid the river of blood.
however, the miracle behind this event is that:
Rain starts pouring down after the completion of the event every single time. Yes, Every single time.Consequently, washing off the sea of blood off the streets.
It's simply mind-boggling, and it is this occasion I wish to witness with my own eyes.
Oh how different it would be in Malaysia. I'd feel absolutely indifferent about Eid Adha. it'd be just another school holiday i look forward to(simple because there isn't school). And for a few years now, we haven't been celebrating Eid Fitr and Eid Adha with the complete set of family members, so it's rather sad.
anyways, word of the day:
Bamboozle:
it rhymes with fiddle doodle poodle juggle, and lotsa other fun-to-say words.
I'm very excited to witness the anticipated celebration first hand. Here, EId Adha is the BIG eid instead of Eid Fitr.
It seems logical that way. They understand the meaning of each celebration differently. For Eid Fitr, They celebrate Ramadhan, not Syawal. For Instance, During Ramdhan do they hang all the colorful lamps infront of every building and every night, the streets are flooded by people performing tawarikh as there isn't enough space in the mosque. On the 27th night especially, my sister said that, if you wanted to pray in the mosque, you will have to come as early as 12 noon, and sleep there till dusk arrives. During Ramadhan, generosity is at its peak. Freshly withdrawn money is randomly given out on the streets by the wealthy.
Because it is the holy month, a month of prayer, people celebrate it's presence, not it's departure(eid).
Eid Adha is a different story. Eid Adha celebrates muslims' loyalty to their Lord. Therefore, The meaning within the day itself is what we're celebrating.
that pretty much explains my excitement I guess. being present to celebrate a big festival in a different scene, surrounding, with different people,namely Egyptians.
It's probably disturbing to hear cows and sheeps being slaughtered on the streets ,oh how dirty the streets would be. In a more extreme event, Some slaughter cows in the building lobby, and if you wanted to walk up, you'd have to climb and grasp anything in your sight just to avoid the river of blood.
however, the miracle behind this event is that:
Rain starts pouring down after the completion of the event every single time. Yes, Every single time.Consequently, washing off the sea of blood off the streets.
It's simply mind-boggling, and it is this occasion I wish to witness with my own eyes.
Oh how different it would be in Malaysia. I'd feel absolutely indifferent about Eid Adha. it'd be just another school holiday i look forward to(simple because there isn't school). And for a few years now, we haven't been celebrating Eid Fitr and Eid Adha with the complete set of family members, so it's rather sad.
anyways, word of the day:
Bamboozle:
it rhymes with fiddle doodle poodle juggle, and lotsa other fun-to-say words.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Worst Job of the Year.
and the nominees are:
-Potato Peeler
-Discovery's Dirty Jobs India edition.
-Tooth Fairy
-Primary and Secondary School Teachers in Arab Countries.
-Anything that Involves dust.
Click on Comments to find out the Winner.
-Potato Peeler
-Discovery's Dirty Jobs India edition.
-Tooth Fairy
-Primary and Secondary School Teachers in Arab Countries.
-Anything that Involves dust.
Click on Comments to find out the Winner.
Monday, December 1, 2008
Alex
I just got back from Alexandria and am uber excited that I chose Sydney.Alexandria is a coastal city in Egypt and it is said that it is more of an european city, only it belonged to the Egyptians. Truly beautiful.
I'm switching off my blog for awhile starting tomorrow. It will be made available to readers probably after Eid-Adha. Till then.
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