Cupcakes anyone?

I have alot of time to kill at the moment.. I don't have a class till 11:00. It's really boring using the net when no one is online!

Check out this blog, it's really interesting in a cupcake sorta way lol.

Yesterday I unexpectedly found myself with the car and the sudden urge to play PS2. So at 9:00pm I stopped off at Baskin Robin, picked up some sherbert for my friend and drove out to her house (she lives out past shj uni across from the horse club, I'd say 3 or 4 miles from the Ladies Club where I was) I took the airport road (which is really more like a highway) and was really surprised to see they finally realized that the "written" speed limit should be 120 kph (140 is the max you can now do when the limit is 120 without getting a ticket) on that road. Of course that one lone sign only appears after interchange 5 so technically the speed for the rest of the road before that is 100 (means u can do 120 without getting a ticket).

The lights were off in most of her house and her room was completely dark except for the light coming from the TV. It was really relaxing playing PS in the dark. She has tons of games and though there was already something in the PS (when I walked in the room the game intro was playing) I couldn't decide what to play. In the end I asked her what was the game that was playing. She said it was Kingdom Hearts (or is it Heart, no "s"?). I think she said it's a disney meets Final Fantasy game. It looked interesting so I played. Unfortunately I didn't have much time to stay cuz I knew it wouldn't be long before mother would start calling and I couldn't exactly say I was there cuz mother would have 10 cows and a goat if she knew.

My friend has this really cute cat. I remember when she found it last semester and called me over from uni to see it. I have pics of it when it was a kitten..actually it still is a kitten just bigger than when I first saw it. I also snapped some pics of it last night. I'll upload them when I go home inshalla.

I guess maybe I can take this time to do my IT homework....

Randomness

Here are some random news articles I came across while reading the news.

Guardians of Pizza and Pasta Attack

Camel Pageant

"Guardians of culinary standards in Italy have accused restaurateurs abroad of being responsible for the "barbaric" interpretation of the nation's dishes."

I was laughing out loud at that last bit about the barbaric interpretation. Lol if they could see my Fettuccini or homemade pizza they'd probably go borrow a katana and commit seppuku!

Now that my first book is done (3/4s edited too) I’m feeling anxious to write another. The desire is there but the time and actual 'will to' aren’t. Actually I’ll have plenty of time after the finals. I finish the end of May inshalla. I guess whats really stopping me is the will. Maybe that’s not the correct word for it. I somehow got it in my head that I wanna write something amazing. Amazing without having to resort to obscenity or anything objectable – is that even possible these days?? I had that intention in mind when I wrote POA. My sister made a biting comment about it in less than half a breath and now I feel a bit squirm-ish about writing anything else.

Aside from that there are about a million and one ideas for new stories that I could write, I’d probably give them a try but don’t wanna use any of the usual modes of writing. I want something new, something unique of my own creation. In Language Practice we are exploring modes of writing and it’s various styles. Ironically we’re only looking at the modes and styles of articles not novels or creative writings.

(I did title this post “randomness”. That should have been warning enough to u guys that I’d be subject jumping…)

I so wanna go back to the art institute this summer. I wanna complete all of the calligraphy styles and learn some border new designs. I had intended to go last summer but unforeseen happenings came along and snatched the chance away from me.

I wanna play video games.. lots and lots of them. And then write about them. I was looking at a new PS2/3 game called “God of War II”. Looks interesting. I want to start a visual entertainment club at school. We’d play video games, watch anime (or movies and shows in other’s cases), create new games (I wanna take online game developing and engineering courses) keep a monthly entertainment newsletter in which all the members would be required to write reviews and things about anime, video games etc...

All the uni would need is a decent tennis court and team and khalas I’d officially move in =D

This semester is really nearly done. I wonder if it’s too late to try and propose such a thing?

Does Boredom = Ungrateful?

Today I did something that I never in a million years thought I’d do, actually I had given it a bit of thought before but near died from the imagined embarrassment.

I brown bagged my lunch today.

When I had thought about it before the first thing that came to mind was NEVER. Yesterday night I had a look in my wallet after paying for tennis and found 50 fils. *Crap, that’s not even enough to buy something out of the snack machine!* I sucked in my pride and decided that it was either going to be brown bagged or I’d starve till I got back home. I got a really bad headache just yesterday cuz I skipped breakfast and decided to just have lunch so brown bagging today’s it would have to be. I can honestly say I lived through it. Probably will do it again tomorrow and the day after and all of next week….

This week has been supremely boring, the highest point so far has been in Arabic class yesterday when I walked in to the empty classroom and found some one had pulled a Down-with-the-discriminating-wall move on the partition that is usually in the middle separating the guys and us girls.

Nobody was there yet so I got to choose any seat. Of course I didn’t wanna be anywhere near those creatures of the foreign race so I chose the farthest seat from where their seats started. A guy came in gawking and sat at the opposite end. Then two girls came in (second rate flirts) they seemed pleased that the partition was gone and took the closest seats to the guys (uh oh.. flirt show would be pissed, and opportunity like this and here were these two second raters grabbing up the best seats…) another guy came in gawking and finally the teacher came in. His reaction to the wall being gone didn’t seem that serious compared to his reaction to the main lights not working (they actually were working but the old man never thought to try another switch.) He tried opening the shades but they were like half broke or something cuz the pull strings were not opening them. He near dragged the things down before he stomped out. He brought in one of the security guards and suddenly started going on and on about how wrong it was for us to proceed without a partition.. As if he gave a flying rat’s eye! He endorses the flirt show and now awina it’s such a taboo that we should be carrying on with out the “Great Wall” ?! Give me a break! The dude probably didn’t bother marking our exams and it was probably evaluation day (meaning we rate the class and the teacher) and it was in his best interest not to have us present when the lady with the evaluation papers walked in to hand them out to us.. needless to say he dismissed us and refused to give class yesterday. Sneaky old geezer.

During this “supremely boring” week the thought keeps coming to my mind: I think I have screwed up royally.

Yeah I’m inclined to agree with the thought. For one; why the hell did I go and slam dunk myself in such a boring major – English Language Literature Translation blah blah blah??? Until like last year I’ve always thought of English Majors as nerdy ppl but yet I go and choose it. Sure there isn’t a single math course in it but is that a good thing? Just run away and hide in English because I’m too cowardly to face a couple of math courses? It didn’t help matters much when I was looking at what “English Majors” could do with their BA after school (aside from that fact, they virtually don’t get offered jobs while they are still in college). In a way the university is almost like what I expected but something just seems to be lacking. I wish to God they had tennis like the university brochures had said. In the end I guess it’s my own stupid fault for choosing the university first for “thinking” it had tennis and then just looking for any major I figured I could adapt to. Baka, baka , baka!

*sighs* I’m almost impatient for the summer break.. I think I need a job also, this boredom is abnormal.

The Price of Addiction

I’m glad this round of exams is finally over.. I feel I need to go and throw up all of the diet coke and Lays salt & vinegar chips I consumed all this week during study time.

Back when I was going to MPS I usually would stop on my way and buy a bag or two of those same salt & vinegar chips. They quickly turned into an addiction. I’d usually have no less than two bags a day. I thought BW’s equating them to dried oil was funny in a way, I never saw the chips like that. One morning I brought them and had opened them preparing to eat when I took a sniff (yeah I know that sounds kinda animal-ish but it’s a habit I have of smelling food sometimes before I eat it – I do it more if it’s something I have never had before.) the smell really turned me off. I was holding the chip and looking at it and it suddenly looked extra greasy to the point where it was like transparent and shining. *Ugh* Needless to say I couldn’t eat them after that. Instead I switched to the French Cheese Lays (LOL as if!) they looked better than the vinegar ones. They at least weren’t gleaming from the oil. Finally I just stopped eating them all together.

A couple of weeks back I started eating them again. For some reason they didn’t smell ‘greasy’ anymore and the vinegar tasted really good. I ate them off and on that week. My stomach grumbled. I ignored it, I thought it was just hurting to be hurting.. It does that sometimes. Then one day during the weekend I had a meat sandwich (one of those fatayar things) a bag of those lays – or maybe it was two bags – and a diet coke. Not even an hour later I was doubled over from the pain in my stomach. I thought maybe the meat sandwich might have been the culprit. Actually I was almost sure it was, never for a moment suspected those chips.

I hadn’t bought any chips till this week when exams started. I suddenly had a taste for coffee again (really fell outta touch with my former fave drink since the time I had to abstain from it last summer.. I was down to like a cup once a month.) I figured it was perfectly ok to go and indulge since I didn’t think I was anemic any more. Ha ha HA. I ordered the best cup I ever remember tasting from the 1st Avenue Café we have there at school. It was a Caramel Macchiato. (now that I think about it it’s an ESPRESSO coffee with flavor and a fancy name.) As soon as I took a sip my head felt funny. I finished it and went to wait for the bus to go home. I felt light headed the whole short walk to the bus and as soon as I got on the bus I slept like a log. I was afraid I’d miss my stop for sure and even dreamt that I missed it. (lucky for me I kinda woke a bit before my stop and then fought off the strong screaming urge to drift back to sleep.)

Don’t u know the very next day EL-stupid-Hazard absent mindedly went and ordered the LARGE version of the same Macchiato! I mentally kicked myself when I realized midway through that I was drinking coffee again after the day before. I had hell for the rest of the day. I was in the store that evening and while I was waiting in line I suddenly felt so dizzy. I was sure I was going to fall. I stood near the wall and closed my eyes (can u guys just imagine the embarrassment?! I’d never be able to go to the Co-op again had I fainted in there – and it was my favorite co-op.) Ok so that means either I’m still anemic and just imagined I was all better or coffee has decided to hold a grudge against moi for deserting it for so long…

At any rate I drank diet coke more often than coffee now so I’d just stick with that I thought. During exam time a diet coke 3-4 times a week became at least 3 times per day starting with one at breakfast while I’d study at the last minute in the cafeteria. You know, I’m only now seeing that that was really bad – and it’s not because I wanna puke out this week’s worth of diet coke and chips! I had those vinegar chips a couple of times this week even though it wasn’t as much as the coke. This weekend I decided to continue with those vinegar chips. I woke up Friday morning craving them. By Friday night my stomach was killing me like that time before when I had that sandwich. This morning was when it finally dawned on me that it was those damn chips that have been hurting my stomach. I still had diet coke today with a croissant – bad idea. I hope this wanting to puke feeling goes away by tomorrow. I sure don’t think I wanna sit through Islamic Culture with this feeling.

One good thing has come from all of this though:

I.HAVE.LEARNT.MY.LESSON!


I’ll go healthy this week so the effects of all that garbage will wear off…





I wanna drink Macchiatoooooooooooo!

Marilena the Wicked

Damn that coach, DAMN HER a complete and total damning the likes of which have never been witnessed in the history of mankind! Actually I don’t have time to rant about her at the moment. I need to be rehearsing my speech for tomorrow.. after my exam I will definitely write one holy damning post about that person… grrrrrr the frustration!

Ugh, I think before all of that I need to go throw up the seafood and pasta I ate for dinner…

Speech Comm.

Entering my third week in Uni now. I have my daily class schedules, my ID number and the number password for my uni webmail all memorized =) That’s a lot of numbers.. I guess that means as long as I don’t to do anything/ convert those numbers as in math, geo, algebra etc. I am fine with numbers. Lol.

Even though we haven’t started anything really challenging yet in any of the courses I’m already starting to enjoy them. Everything is just so different in comparison to home schooling.

Only one thing is seriously eating at me atm: SPEECH COMM….

Deep deep down (as my bro says) I love the class. I love listening to my classmates, the first week when we did “Introducing ourselves” (all except me) and last week when we did “Experiences” (in the end of this post I have to mention a few really good ones my mates presented.). This week we’re moving on to a third topic (Presenting something meaningful to us) and I’ve yet to even do a single presentation!

I prepare the speech and everything (he tells us to prepare what we are going to present at home before coming) and then as I sit in class and watch a few of the other girls going I keep telling myself “Ok, after her I’ll raise my hand and get this over with.” The next girl goes and I tell myself the same thing till the teacher is announcing what we have to do for next class before bidding us adieu. Then I realize that I’ve yet again let a whole class slip by without participating. It’s really frustrating, especially since I at least show minimum participation in all of my other classes.

What to do, what to do, what to do….

Anywayz,

Today two girls gave really good presentations. Their English wasn’t great great but they tried and the experiences they told about were interesting.

The first girl told about the time she and her family went to Thailand when she was 13 years old. She said she was a Pepsi addict and every day had to have a couple of bottles/ cans. One night she opened the fridge and found there was no Pepsi to be found. She started to cry. She asked her father to go and buy some (the store was 20 km away and it was after midnight) but he refused. She then took her brother, who was 7 years old at the time, and snuck out. They walked all the way to the store and just as they walked in the last bottle of Pepsi was being sold she said to a “Black Man”. She asked the store keeper did he have anymore Pepsi. The store keeper replied no. Her brother then turns to the black man and says: can you give that Pepsi to me? The black man replies no. The girl said she kicked her brother and told him when he speaks to people he should have good manners with them. She turned to the black man and says: Hey nigga, can you give me that Pepsi?

The black man stared at her before asking what did she say. So she repeated it thinking it was a term of high respect and that he either didn’t hear her or misunderstood her accent. (Btw, the girl is Emirati) the guy was shocked and kept asking what did she say so she kept repeating. He got really angry and dropped the Pepsi on the floor. Told her he wasn’t going to give her that Pepsi and instead he was going to ‘show’ her something. At that point he pulled out a knife. The girl took her brother and ran. They ran and ran but of course being just kids they couldn’t outrun the guy. He caught up to them and slashed her brother. Thankfully another guy came and rescued them from the angered black man.

We have to state the lesson(s) learned from our experience at the end of the presentation. She said the lessons she learned were: That Pepsi isn’t the most important thing in the world and to never say a word she doesn’t know the meaning of.

The other girl’s experience was about the first day she got her license. She said that morning she was so happy that she begged her father to let her start driving that day. He refused. She said she sat in front of him in the living room of their house and begged from morning till late afternoon. Finally her mother came in and said she wanted something from her friend’s house. The girl told her father she would get it for her mom. The father said fine, but he had to go with her. She said ok but if he saw anything she did wrong to either tell her quietly without shouting or wait till after she finished driving cuz if he shouted at her while she was driving she’d get nervous and get into an accident. Her dad said fine. So they were off. They got there safely and all and when they arrived at her mom’s friend’s house she wanted to park the car inside of the lady’s gate. Her dad told her that was “3ayb” and that it was better to park the car beside the house outside the gate. The girl argued that when the lady comes to their house she parks her car inside their gate so it would be ok if she did it also. The father refused. The girl was angry and instead of pressing the brake to stop in front of the house she pressed the gas by mistake. She said their car went right through the lady’s front gate. The whole gate (cement, bricks and all) came crashing down on their car. It totaled their car. (here the speech comm. Teacher asked the girl – she’s our student union president- what her dad said about that, it being her first day and all and already in an accident.) she said he remained silent and then she added “kil minh” (It was all from him or rather it was his fault) so like of course he’d be silent. The teacher asked how long did her father remain silent.. She said he remained silent till she went inside drank juice and calmed down.

Can u guys imagine the embarrassment though? Not only getting into an accident on ur first day out but totaling ur car AND demolishing ur mom’s friend’s front gate (for all of my readers who might not know, around the houses here in UAE are really big cement brick gates.. kinda like fortress walls surrounding the whole house)

Gosh, there was another experience presentation one of my mates did that was good.. now I’m too tired to write about it. I’ll save it for another time.

::Yawns:: I am so looking forward to a cold Chocolate & Caramel drink I had this morning at the uni. I’m going to order the same – minus the z3tar and cheese sandwich- tomorrow inshalla.

God, talking about a future breakfast, I’m really REALLY tired so it’s off to bed for me before I start singing or something else weird!

Killer Veggies!

Cucumbers, carrots and broccoli (way down at the bottom under the cuke and carrot pieces). Imagine I actually *was* going to eat that. Me who doesn't like veggies aslan. I had orginally intended to cut the decoratively and arrange them nicely on a plate, midway I lost the desire and threw them into that container.. Lol, needless to say I only ate 3 carrot pieces, a broccoli piece and a few cukes before I came to my normal senses and gave the whole thing to my sis (health food freak) who gladly accepted it with hearts in her eyes (for the veggies already cut up with dip - not for me =P ). My stomach hurt afterwards. I think it's best I stick to artificial veggies (vitamin pills).

El Hazard and the sad attempt...

Lol, that barely recognizable yellow thing beside the fork was the omlette, El Hazard tried to make..

Surprisingly, it wasn't half bad - evidence in fact that I am living and typing....