Child In Time.

There is a certain beauty about misty winter mornings that is very soothing. There is that sense of familiarity in the morning fog that I have seen, whethere I was here, in Nepal or in Kashmir. It always takes me back to our 8 am suzuki rides to OPF, whilst being dressed in ironed and startched blue and white uniforms. With the whitest of the white socks and shiny black bata shoes, I remember it all. The friends from prep school to primary, the teachers who seemed to be the prettiest women in the world(and the smartest too) along with the boys who would put gum under our desks and greesed their hair like there was no tommorow.

Its such a warm nostalgia, enough to make me blog on this freezing tuesday morning, even after a long ten years. We have all grown old, so has our school and our suzuki but I can still smell the pakwaan waali dukaan near school like I was there a minute ago.

Silly fog. Silly fog.

wtf?

Osama says:
hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
. says:
hey
Osama says:
ok i can explain..
. says:
dont
Osama says:
wait..
Osama sends:

Open(Alt+P)
Osama says:
there u go
Osama says:
read it and tell me wt u think...

You have successfully received C:\Documents and Settings\SF\Desktop\Well equipped with 6.doc from Osama.

Osama says:
i even added a picture..
Osama says:
but its still to be edited..
Osama says:
like a LIL bit..
. says:
i cant read it right now, i have to finish my report
Osama says:
its quite long i think
Osama says:
its really short.
Osama says:
just read it..
Osama says:
quick..
Osama says:
and tell me wt u think....so that if there is anythin to fix...i do it right now
. says:
that i cant do now., thats part of editing which i m doing thursday
Osama says:
o ok
Osama says:
cool
. says:
i can read it and when you think that you cant change it anymore, then email it to the newspaper gmail account
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and if you see jawad, ask him to do the same
Osama says:
o ok
Osama says:
sure..
Osama says:
read it and just tell me wt u think though
. says:
edit the first parrt of the page with a title or headline or so and email it away
Osama says:
um..
Osama says:
now i need to think of a creative title

Someone take a darn cricket bat and smack my head with it a few times. Multiple concussions are what I need. Deadlines, Exams, Lab Reports and Paper. Whatta plan,Einstein?!
sarcasm=death.

queen of the damned-On the Beach is the only awesome-ness about this hour. Lets finish up t-tests now!:(

I

I won't let the shadows take their toll.
*dies*
^This, I like. muchos.(hugs her music folder)

This is better eh. back to basics almost hahaha. and losing a phone again and finding it is a very stressful process. if you are at work and talking you know who, its so funny to realise he was right hehe.

zoolabreportkalgaaah!night:)

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My head hurts, So does my back. who said retail is easy?no, it isnt.

tonight midnight is the deadline for the newspaper articles. poori team hi hai darn slackers. dafa ho!

Of Vandalising punks, nice walks and umm canada dry

Whoever vandalised my car is a lousy piece of shit. O yeah, you heard me right. I didnt need to see that rapage done to my car. Actually no one deserves that. Its fucking annoying cos I never beleived 'vandalising' was a real crime. But I guess it is, o damn you whoever you are. The car wasnt even the nice one in the street or the entire effing neighbourhood.:(:(

and Uni was umm long(?) today. 9-3 non-stop plus a 3 hr commute, kahan ki fairness hai?Passing out at Queenspark and taking the long way north and still being too tired to run for the bus is just stupid. Whoever said commuting was fun?Me?I must be on something. Daffa karo!

and man, I was having lunch today when I saw the Canada dry ka can on the table. Heh, reminds me of our 'toasts' of 'champagne'(:P). Yaar, Its so funny that everything we do, ends up reminding us of eachother. I hate that whenever I go past st. clair, I feel to drop-by and go for some greesy chinese or those fine falafels. But, nooooo, you arent even there anymore or in canada, screw that. We better see each other this summer. hookay!?

and zoology+bio weekend this weekend. Those textbooks should be haram. SOO heavy! gaah

Protein synthesis my arse?hoookay??

There are children of the damned and damned children. Which is better, who knows?Bleugh, it was just a thought that came to my head anyways. Listening to children of the damned by Maiden ka effect hoga.

So this bio lab is a pain. I need a sick note for kal. I am dying of this nasty cold. My nose is running all the darn time. Joshanda, sleep,vicks, kleenex,Pills- you name it. Everything. Every effing thing. Still no better. I want to read/understand this lab and go to bed. Finish this lab kal subha and be okay for next week. I have that zoo write-up for tuesday and the chem lab on thursday and plenty of zoo reading/catching up to do this weekend. Next week is my zoo-catch up week, everywhere I go, I will go with Zoo. zoo-ooo-loooo-gyyyy 252:P YAY

haha eff the zooenthusiasm, back to reading bio250.

okay fuck you

cant you even pretend to do it right?

Will they See and say ' there goes a river dragging an ocean behind it'?

So many questions and plenty of answers to be demanded too. At times the guilt just breaks you and cracks your soul in such a way that you lose all the focus you can conjure up. All the courage is lost and along with it, the last bit of your 'self'. Its about rises and falls, they say. Its more about avoiding those falls, in my view. Who knows who is right?and who is wrong. I make no sense to some, and plenty to others. At the end of the day, who bloody cares?It was good when we strived for passive aggression(yes, MLK) and passivity in general(hail maynard and Meursault and what not). I love how I still remember so much of grades 11 and 12 and with uni, I seem to have lost that drive. I am so different that 'me' is a far-away speck to me.

I am picking it up today, now, as in at

12:15 on wednesday 22nd november, 2006

. Yes, I have said that a lot in the past but today and now and at this very moment, I mean with all my might.


I want them to say 'there goes a river dragging an ocean behind it!

Sunsets are a blessing in disguise.

There is something of a gorgeous aura about this time of the day. Around when the sky goes from bright blue to a shade of faded out blue with red and grey streaks interspersed here and there. Winters have the sweetest sunsets.The cool afternoon wind rattles the dead maple on silent streets and trees with their naked branches dance to the sweet melody of the air. Sipping warm green tea, biology reading, sweet tamrind and some procupine tree in the background- feels almost heavenly.

Now if only You can help me with THAT. Please:)

g'day!

I like the change. I still feel somewhat uninspired though. I need to get over it. Like soon.