Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Sleepless Nights N Troubled Days
I would give much for just a single night's undisturbed sleep. There has been little rest for me. Nightmares that are distortions of the unpleasant realities of my waking hours, carried with me into my sleep. They tease and torment me; they steal wickedly through my slumber, prodding at my subconscious, fragmenting my sleep so that time and time again I shake myself awake, until at last dawn brings an end to my struggle...and so begins another
Saturday, June 17, 2006
From Tunnu...
A RANT FOR BILLU
i know you love making fun of my dislikes..and my likes...and just me in general so here r some more dislikes:
- taking the bus- how bus tickets cost $18.50
- how the bus driver hit alefiyah on the curb n then dint even help her up (altho thta kinda made my life...only cuz she wasnt that hurt)
- asshole bus drivers that don't wait for you even if you run upto them...life ruiners
- when i miss my bus at millgate n then hafta go to town center n i miss that one too....EFF U GUYS...
- when bus drivers make u late even when it's not rush hour!!!
- when bus drivers make quick stops for themselves when there's no time and then ure late!!!!
- how i'm always late when i need to be early and how i'm always early when i dun't need to be- how billu thinks i actually hit on bus drivers
- how i spent $56 on 30 bus tickets when i could've bought a bus pass for $54 for the whole month....eff (and yes i did the math)
- when i'm at a bus stop n then a yellow school bus slows down n stops for me....SCREW U!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- having the bus take so long n stop for EVERYONE...it shud just stop to pikc me up...in fact...that would be private transportation so the bus mite as well be a limo with a really cute driver
- bus transit rats aka highschoolers and jr high kids
- how it takes me a hour-hour n 15 mins to get home from uni even tho it's like a 20 min drive!
- when old people come n stand next to you on a full bus n then u feel bad cuz u shouldddd get up and everyone else looks at u like ure a jerk but then u gonna be standing for like half n hour whereas the old ppl gettin off at the next stop
oh...i hate how i spent so much time writing this about taking the bus....bye
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awww tunnu wrote a lil somthin somthin for me...thankz Tunnu! I love You!
i know you love making fun of my dislikes..and my likes...and just me in general so here r some more dislikes:
- taking the bus- how bus tickets cost $18.50
- how the bus driver hit alefiyah on the curb n then dint even help her up (altho thta kinda made my life...only cuz she wasnt that hurt)
- asshole bus drivers that don't wait for you even if you run upto them...life ruiners
- when i miss my bus at millgate n then hafta go to town center n i miss that one too....EFF U GUYS...
- when bus drivers make u late even when it's not rush hour!!!
- when bus drivers make quick stops for themselves when there's no time and then ure late!!!!
- how i'm always late when i need to be early and how i'm always early when i dun't need to be- how billu thinks i actually hit on bus drivers
- how i spent $56 on 30 bus tickets when i could've bought a bus pass for $54 for the whole month....eff (and yes i did the math)
- when i'm at a bus stop n then a yellow school bus slows down n stops for me....SCREW U!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- having the bus take so long n stop for EVERYONE...it shud just stop to pikc me up...in fact...that would be private transportation so the bus mite as well be a limo with a really cute driver
- bus transit rats aka highschoolers and jr high kids
- how it takes me a hour-hour n 15 mins to get home from uni even tho it's like a 20 min drive!
- when old people come n stand next to you on a full bus n then u feel bad cuz u shouldddd get up and everyone else looks at u like ure a jerk but then u gonna be standing for like half n hour whereas the old ppl gettin off at the next stop
oh...i hate how i spent so much time writing this about taking the bus....bye
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awww tunnu wrote a lil somthin somthin for me...thankz Tunnu! I love You!
jus a lil somthin somthin...
On a group of beautiful deserted islands in the middle of nowhere, the following people are suddenly stranded by, as you might expect, a shipwreck:
2 Italian men and 1 Italian woman
2 French men and 1 French woman
2 German men and 1 German woman
2 Greek men and 1 Greek woman
2 English men and 1 English woman
2 Bulgarian men and 1 Bulgarian woman
2 Japanese men and 1 Japanese woman
2 Chinese men and 1 Chinese woman
2 American men and 1 American woman
2 Irish men and 1 Irish woman
One month later on these same absolutely stunning deserted islands in the middle of nowhere, the following things have occurred:
One Italian man killed the other Italian man for the Italian woman.
The two French men and the French woman are living happily together in a menage-a-trois.
The two German men have a strict weekly schedule of alternating visits with the German woman.
The two Greek men are sleeping with each other and the Greek woman is cleaning and cooking for them.
The two English men are waiting for someone to introduce them to the English woman.
The two Bulgarian men took one long look at the endless ocean, and another long look at the Bulgarian woman, and started swimming.
The two Japanese men have faxed Tokyo and are awaiting instructions.
The two Chinese men have set up a pharmacy, a liquor store, a restaurant and a laundry, and have got the woman pregnant in order to supply employees for their stores.
The two American men are contemplating the virtues of suicide because the American woman keeps endlessly complaining about her body; the true nature of feminism; how she can do everything they can do; the necessity of fulfillment; the equal division of household chores; how sand and palm trees make her look fat; how her last boyfriend respected her opinion and treated her nicer than they do; but how her relationship with her mother is improving and how at least the taxes are low and it isn't raining.
The two Irish men have divided the island into North and South and set up a distillery. They do not remember if sex is in the picture because it gets sort of foggy after the first few litres of coconut whisky. But they're satisfied because at least the English aren't getting laid either.
2 Italian men and 1 Italian woman
2 French men and 1 French woman
2 German men and 1 German woman
2 Greek men and 1 Greek woman
2 English men and 1 English woman
2 Bulgarian men and 1 Bulgarian woman
2 Japanese men and 1 Japanese woman
2 Chinese men and 1 Chinese woman
2 American men and 1 American woman
2 Irish men and 1 Irish woman
One month later on these same absolutely stunning deserted islands in the middle of nowhere, the following things have occurred:
One Italian man killed the other Italian man for the Italian woman.
The two French men and the French woman are living happily together in a menage-a-trois.
The two German men have a strict weekly schedule of alternating visits with the German woman.
The two Greek men are sleeping with each other and the Greek woman is cleaning and cooking for them.
The two English men are waiting for someone to introduce them to the English woman.
The two Bulgarian men took one long look at the endless ocean, and another long look at the Bulgarian woman, and started swimming.
The two Japanese men have faxed Tokyo and are awaiting instructions.
The two Chinese men have set up a pharmacy, a liquor store, a restaurant and a laundry, and have got the woman pregnant in order to supply employees for their stores.
The two American men are contemplating the virtues of suicide because the American woman keeps endlessly complaining about her body; the true nature of feminism; how she can do everything they can do; the necessity of fulfillment; the equal division of household chores; how sand and palm trees make her look fat; how her last boyfriend respected her opinion and treated her nicer than they do; but how her relationship with her mother is improving and how at least the taxes are low and it isn't raining.
The two Irish men have divided the island into North and South and set up a distillery. They do not remember if sex is in the picture because it gets sort of foggy after the first few litres of coconut whisky. But they're satisfied because at least the English aren't getting laid either.
Stressin...
Went to a after wedding or w/e you call it party last night, wore my green shirt (the hmmm well almost the same color green of Pakistani flag just a lil lighter), white tie, pants , and dress boots.
The thing took place at the bloody sultan banquet hall (aaaargh I hate that place, same, horrible food! Why does every brown party have to take place there?).
The thing is im feeling very anti-brown Muslim ppl rite now, and more so I am feeling uncomfortable around girls in general, which is quite a problem because generally I eel more comfortable around girls more so than I do guys. I trust them/feel more comfortable, and more myself around girls thn I do guys.....That has changed (atleast for now I guess, or not). Now I no longer feel comfortable around anyone be they male or female.
Instead I just feel like isolating myself, and going to withdraw myself into my fortress of independence and self-sufficiency, the doors closed and barred...
LOSING MY FAITH
The thing took place at the bloody sultan banquet hall (aaaargh I hate that place, same, horrible food! Why does every brown party have to take place there?).
The thing is im feeling very anti-brown Muslim ppl rite now, and more so I am feeling uncomfortable around girls in general, which is quite a problem because generally I eel more comfortable around girls more so than I do guys. I trust them/feel more comfortable, and more myself around girls thn I do guys.....That has changed (atleast for now I guess, or not). Now I no longer feel comfortable around anyone be they male or female.
Instead I just feel like isolating myself, and going to withdraw myself into my fortress of independence and self-sufficiency, the doors closed and barred...
LOSING MY FAITH
Monday, June 12, 2006
.....
Finally! I have a chance to write on my blog, but alas! many of what I had wanted to write and put on have slipped my mind and here I am sitting trying to recall all that I had wanted to put on....
K so this is what I do remember....
Yesterday was my nephew's grad. He graduated from the Edmonton Islamic School of Edmonton...daaamn they had some good dessert! :D. He's going to M.E next year the commentary meh it was ok....the class was so small they had only one grad 9 class and there was about what 15 students?....oh and after we went out and watched X-3, persoanlly it was not all that great of a movie I was kinda dissipointed :S....
Jean Gray ends up getting stabbed by wolverine, that is after she kills scott and charles xavier, nightcrawler is not in this one but you got a bunch of whole new ppl and some old one with bigger roles, mystic n magneto both lose there powers.... and ya maybe i should stop ruining it for those who have not yet watched it
~Hell knows no fury compared to that of a woman scorned~
K so this is what I do remember....
Yesterday was my nephew's grad. He graduated from the Edmonton Islamic School of Edmonton...daaamn they had some good dessert! :D. He's going to M.E next year the commentary meh it was ok....the class was so small they had only one grad 9 class and there was about what 15 students?....oh and after we went out and watched X-3, persoanlly it was not all that great of a movie I was kinda dissipointed :S....
Jean Gray ends up getting stabbed by wolverine, that is after she kills scott and charles xavier, nightcrawler is not in this one but you got a bunch of whole new ppl and some old one with bigger roles, mystic n magneto both lose there powers.... and ya maybe i should stop ruining it for those who have not yet watched it
~Hell knows no fury compared to that of a woman scorned~
Monday, June 05, 2006
Sunday's Events
I had my first swimming lesson yesterday, ad seeing how I did not drown I think I did rather well. I learned to breath OUT of my nose when im under water so that problem has been solved, well kinda, I blow out to fast so I cannot stay under water for long.
Went to Quick Donair with Dan gave him his first taste of a mix donair...damn I looked pg or somthin when I done:S.....and then we studied for a bit at timmy's....and then went home and watched Oceans 11 wit my sista. And then off to bed...
that is where the trouble starts, around 4 I just got up was not feeling tired and had trouble sleeping....so i went out and shot some hoops got home n slept for a few hrs. Got a test today I really need to start planning my days out again...gotta start to plan like the taliban in pakistan meeting jackie chan...
~When death calls me, im good..........cuz i got caller ID~
Random: bhaaaiiii didnt i tell u not to play with fire wait nvm....ur gonna come up with some quick n witty response to that like "i am the fire" or or "he who does not play with fire will never prespire" some shit
lol ahahha
shhh that made PERFECT SENSE
no comment :P
Went to Quick Donair with Dan gave him his first taste of a mix donair...damn I looked pg or somthin when I done:S.....and then we studied for a bit at timmy's....and then went home and watched Oceans 11 wit my sista. And then off to bed...
that is where the trouble starts, around 4 I just got up was not feeling tired and had trouble sleeping....so i went out and shot some hoops got home n slept for a few hrs. Got a test today I really need to start planning my days out again...gotta start to plan like the taliban in pakistan meeting jackie chan...
~When death calls me, im good..........cuz i got caller ID~
Random: bhaaaiiii didnt i tell u not to play with fire wait nvm....ur gonna come up with some quick n witty response to that like "i am the fire" or or "he who does not play with fire will never prespire" some shit
lol ahahha
shhh that made PERFECT SENSE
no comment :P
Friday, June 02, 2006
?
I love to just liie back and just stare at the stars and the moon, and just wondering how that is the same moon Prophet Muhammed (saw), Khalid bin Walid, Julius Ceasar, Alexander the Great, Douglas McArthur, Rommel 'the Desert Fox', Saladdin, Suliman the Magnificent, Malcolm X, El Cid, King Richard III, and so on...all the people I look up to and admire, this is the same moon that they gazed upon and here I am...what shall I do, who shall I be?
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