Picture overload

First and foremost, some late greetings are in order:

HAPPY BELATED MOTHERS DAY TO MY MAMA AND ALL OTHER MAMAS OUT THERE!

HAPPY BELATED 20TH BIRTHDAY TO YAMIN AND SALWA!

It's been really hard these past few weeks. Luckily we ended the misery of hard tests and rushed assignments with a good weekend. In honor of the birthdays of old man Yamin and old lady Salwa, we had a bowling outing at FOX STUDIOS and when we were done, a shopping spree at ESPRIT. Kudos to Wani and Salwa for the photos.


Actually, I wasn't planning on posting anything. I wasnt planning on doing anything after UNI today. I got my results for my french test and I didn't do too well. Starting going down the, what the hell am I doing here and making all the wrong decisions road depression cycle. When I got home, I just wanted to sleep, but my bed was itchy and I just ended up half asleep tossing and turning for an hour. Just ended up having a major headache. Things turned around when my mom called.

I was jerked out of my frustration itchiness moping mode when I felt this vibrations coming from the side of my bed. Turns out my phone dropped to the side and was ringing. The caller id read 'unknown' so it was definately my mom. I didn't have a clue why she was calling. I answered in a half sleepy voice. Her high chirpy voice flooded my eardrums. Half dazed, I asked her why she called me so sudden as we talked a few days ago. Turns out she was calling to tell me she has just recieved the surprise flowers I sent her for mothers day which I totally forgot about. Well, she called because the flower people called her and said the flowers I sent her were on the way to the house. She was happy and I felt really happy after that especially when she told me my dad was jealous and joked why I never got him flowers.

Well, the call ended short as she didnt want to keep me up as she thought I was sleeping. I wanted to go back to sleep but my mood was now neutral and I didnt feel sleepy anymore. Took a shower, had a small dinner, changed my stupid itchy bed covers and fooled around the computer and finally decided to post something. I recently switched my screensaver to my pictures mode and when it was playing I noticed tons of photos which I never uploaded. Here are a few of them, I am trying to upload more but blogger is just so slow.

Things have sure changed a great deal since I started this scholarship. Which I think I am really misusing right now. Heck, I don't really feel like I deserve it most of the time and I just feel like giving up. But, looking back at these photos, I keep remembering the reasons I am doing it for and the things I'd be giving up if I dont work harder. Well, here's hoping things change. +d440+ out.

End of week 7

Twas week 7 the week of which I dare not speak,
where It's hardships and challenges reached its peak
Some people broke down and cried
while some just kept it inside

The world moves on,and the week passes
leaving bitter scars on the masses
half the semester has already gone
it'll be winter holidays before long

HOLY HELL, I'm so glad week 7 is over. Nonstop tests and assignments can take a toll on a person. Fortunately, only one more test next week, reservoir engineering midterm and nothing else till the end of the semester. Booya!

Piece of me

Listening to piece of me by britney spears on the radio. First time I've set up my radio since I came back to Sydney. Was getting pretty bored of hearing the same songs playing on my itunes. I'm loaded up on coffee and panadol right now and feeling pretty good. Seems that the panadol is the only thing thats keeping my stomach pains at bay. The last post was a 'quickie' pain-induced one, so sorry for that.

Well, its 2am, and I'm, THANK GOD, doing something about my UNI work. My heads cleared up now, guess my prayers yesterday afternoon got heard. I am slowly getting back to norm. Other than the stomach pains, the only thing distracting me right is my thoughts of...well.. 'someone'. A chat with a friend, though not intentionally, finally made it clear to me. I always get these feelings and foolish dreams of always trying to be with someone who clearly doesnt feel the same way. Funnily, this has happened a few times and the heart burns still feel the same. So... I'm moving on... again... I learnt my lesson for now. Instead of trying so hard to chase something so far fetched, I'm gonna concentrate on the present reality for now. Yeah, I'm a loner who expects to much. I love too much I guess, ceweh. XD

Hm...out of coffee. Time for a refill, I so effin glad i bought this coffee maker.

Glad another chapter closed,
after repeating itself once again,
feeling rundown and tired,
for making another useless plan

A deep breath I'll take
as I put the book down,
A new smile I'll fake,
as I move again on my own

A lesson learnt
A battle fought
Too much worrying on this plan
Tomorrow is always another day my friend