Tuesday, July 24, 2007
I'm back :D
And yes, I'm 16. Get over it already.
I'm done with feeling upset everytime someone calls me ugly indirectly. Just because I'm new in Malaysia and I'm little doesn't mean I can't be a bitch. I just choose not to be most of the time.
Am I a pain in the ass at times? that I am(see, acceptance is good.heh). But I have some amazing friends who love me just the way I am. And if I'm too immature for some people, just imagine what other people must be saying about you.heh.
So to everyone who has been HORRIBLE to me over the months...
You.Can't.Break.Me.
And for those really really nice people I've met, I mean no offense to you whatsoever, and I love you guys for being such good friends to me.
Dhivehinnah: Yeah, I'm back:D and...thanx for bitching with me.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Tagged
1) Three Things I can't do:
- Listen to rap. Seriusly. I just cant.
- Whistle...how stupid is that?:P
- Hide my feelings very well...hehe....and that tends to get me into all kinda messes.
2) Three things I can do:
- Stick by my beliefs regardless of peer preasure oh watever
- Shop for hours and hours and hours
- Eat alot of ice cream. Honestly, I don't know anyone else who loves it like I do.
3) Three things that scare me:
- Not having a happy ending
- People changing
- Not living upto my own expectations of myself
4) Three things I love:
- Cuddling :) but not with just anyone of course..hehe
- CHOCOLATE!
- Hanging out with my gurls
5) Three things I hate:
- Back stabbers
- People who think they kno me when they dont kno me.at all.
- Racist people
Well now, I will tag these three lovely people.
- Luzzio
- Justin
- Moon
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Blogging from the web
I'm bored. I finished class at 10 today(wuhoo just one class) Well, I skipped thinking skills but cmon, it's thinking skills. I fail to see the whole point in the subject since it never seems like we make any progress in it and australian universities don't even consider it a subject. And yeah, i suck at it.Heh. Which is kind of embarassing since it's called 'thinking skills' and me getting a D in it basically means I can't think. But I got ok marks in my other subjects, so that clearly shows my thinking ability aint too bad...so really, they should rename the subject.
Annnyways, after business class I spent an hour in the library studying offer and acceptance for our law test on Monday as I have no intention of studying too much during the weekend because,well, it's the weekend. Urgh! Honestly, contract law is soo complicated and there are so many cases to memorise! And to think we were complaing about ELS. But I guess I should get used to this if I intend to study law in uni. Hmm...I'm still trying to decide whether I should do a double major in l law/econs, law/journalism or law/politics. The latter seems the most appealing although I don't reckon dads going to be too pleased. He wants me to stay as far away from politics as possible and he does have a point. I mean, my dads not a politician exactly, but me and my sister have gotten enough crap from people because of his job and I know he's faced much,much worse stuff. People just don't seem to realize that a job doesn't define a person. Sigh, oh well. But anyway, I don't intend to get into the Maldivian politics...I want to work as a lawyer in the UN hopefully. Hmm... I guess I should try to actually get into a decent uni first.Heh. At the moment, I need to get a minimum grade of AAB to get into Monash or an ABB if I decide to settle for UQ. But I dont want to settle, I'm done with settling.
Monday, July 16, 2007
Dream girl - Dave Matthews Band
Unless of course I was there
then I’d dig my way home
If by diggin’ I could steal
the wind from the sails
of the greedy men who ruled the world
Still you’re my best friend
And after a good, good drunk
You and me wake up and make love after a deep sleep
Where I was Dreamin’, I was Dreamin’ of a
Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl
I was feelin’ like a creep
As I watched you asleep
Face down in the grass,in the park,
in the middle
of a hot afternoon
Your top was untied
And I thought how nice
It’d be to follow the sweat down your spine
You’re like my best friend
aw after a good, good drunk
You and me wake up and make love after a deep sleep
Where I was Dreamin’, I was Dreamin’ of a
Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl
Caught by a wave
my back to the ocean it knocks me off my feet and
just as I find my footing
here you come again
Dreamgirl, aww Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl,
Dreamgirl,
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1 down, 9 more to go..
Today was extreeeemely tiring and very....strange. I woke up at 5 am to have my breakfast and figured I would just stay awake. Hah. I really should stop making stupid decisions like that so early in the morning. I spent the rest of the day regretting it, walking around like a zombie, talking a mile a minute about god knows what. Oh god, I don't even remember most of what I said. Justin claims I was being 'very honest' with my opinions today. Sigh, something tells me that's not a good thing.
I've been listening to alot of Damien Rice and Elvis Perkins these days(good stuff, but you might not want to try it if you're into stuff like say...rihanna?). I've figured, it's ok to be sad once in awhile as long as it's something worth being sad over. At least that's what my mums always told me and my sis. This homesickness is probably just a passing thing after my hols...ahh,we shall see. Hmm soon enough, I'll be listening to the Kooks and Arctic Monkeys again (=
Sunday, July 15, 2007
A thousand splendid suns
I wouldn't call myself very religious, but I am pretty big on the key points like praying and stuff and when it comes down to it, yes, I love my religion and I refuse to believe that it could stand for so much violence and injustice. I refuse to believe that men are superior to women. Are we different? Well, I can't imagine a man giving birth or women doing many of the things that men do,we're just not born that way. But are we equal? That, I believe without a doubt. For everyone that believes otherwise, it's time they opened their eyes and stepped into the 21st century.
Friday, July 13, 2007
What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger
And then there are extremely complicated boy issues(can't live with them,can't live without them *unhappy sigh*) I don't really want to get into the details, but when you realize you mean something to the guy you like,just not ENOUGH, that hurts. I don't blame him, he has his reasons...and if it were any other guy, I would probably do the same. The thing is though, while I have exactly the same reasons for not wanting to be with a guy right now, with him, I know it might actually work. Because it comes down to this; he's not just some other guy...he's THAT guy and always has been, we're both just a little older now. At least I would like to think so. But oh well.
Well, this has been one very emo post. But it's alright, I'll be alright. Afterall, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger...right?
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
And so it begins again...
But honestly speaking,chilling with Justin and Mervyn at AC,cafe'and starbucks does have a certain appeal. We dont go to Cabanna much these days(and I cant say I'm paticularly upset about this fact). Now that I think about it, it's probably because we dont hang out with the girls these days who were the ones that always insisted on going to Cabanna in the first place. Sometimes I wonder if thats how I act around my girl friends back in Male'.Maybe.Probably. So why can't I fit it or even want to fit in with my most of my female friends here? Most guys, I instantly click with, but the girls always leave me feeling like my brains too big for my head. And that hardly ever happaned in Maldives. Oh well. I like feeling smart.
Coming to the acedamics, the CAL office people(god bless their little souls) assigned us one of the best economics teachers at taylors. Sadly, we're still stuck with Sunthary for our tutorials. Oh how I dislike her teaching...it's like she sucks all the knowledge out of our brains and it then vanishes into thin air, never to be seen again. Hmm..that reminds me, she's on MC so class doesnt start till 9 tomorro (late class = one extra hour of sleep *happy sigh*). We even start at 9 on Mondays and Wednesdays. Ahh, Sem 2 at Taylors might not be too bad afterall.