Some Things Never Change.

Maryam turned on her laptop at 2:00 p.m., with the very pious and noble decision of starting (for the first time in her life) her homework before Monday morning.

It is now almost 7:00 p.m.

How much have I done you ask? A lot. Yes, a lot.

I played It Girl and Sorority Life (no judging).

I talked to random people on FB chat, MSN and Google Talk (yes, simultaneously, I am an awesome multi-tasker).

I updated my Flickr account.

I called up my friends.

I talked to my dad on Skype. Who was in his office. Yes, in this same city.

I admired his newly shaved head. (Haji Dad, Mashallah).

I ate French Fries.

I scanned my taplop for viruses.

Then fiddled around with the Control Panel.

And my Hotmail account (which is screwed, btw ignore the crazy emails).

The biggest accomplishment? Joint conversation with Ugly Duckling and Ecstasies Unrevealed.

So, I'd say I need counseling or possibly Psychotherapy SINCE I HAVE 10 BLOODY REPORTS TO TURN IN MONDAY MORNING, 9:00 A.M. But I still have "insight into my problem" so I don't qualify.

What?

I Love Cheap Songs.

No, really. I do =P

I know. I don't like the new header either. But I can't find anything... And I'm too lazy to search for something good.

If you have any suggestions, please rescue my poor, gay blog.

Thank you.

Thought.

I don't think I can do this anymore.

Bakray Do Hazaar Dus.

This is our first ever Eid without our parents. Honestly, I wasn't looking forward to it at all. All I wanted to do was huddle in my warm, bouncy bed with a huge mug of coffee, masalay walay fries and my books (all on my laptop, sadly they aren't available here yet).

But, no.

We had to go to Islamabad since they're the closest family we have (on my dad's side) and because we usually always spend Eids with them. So, we went.

AND IT IS SO BLOODY COLD.

Don't get me wrong, I love the weather but this damn flu is making everything look bad. Anyway. We went hiking again =D

I hate hiking, usually but the weather was so awesome and the trial was so so so so beautiful it was impossible not to have fun. Then later that evening, it started raining. And we played badminton in the rain.

So you can imagine my... Discomfort. First hiking (and it was around 3 hours long) then playing badminton. And oh, yes lets not forget our friend the flu and the temperature and the sore throat. But its been good. Really, I'm surprised we had fun =P

Bus ab I can't wait for my parents to get back. No, I don't care if its uncool to miss my parents, I really do miss them.

Hope your Eid was good, too =)

Photo-Mania.

GCU.

You're supposed to click on that =P

SC.

S: I like your pout.

M: Aw <3. You da man, S!

S: You the babe! *pouts*

Yes, we all know how much of a narcissist I am. S is my very special friend in India. Shez da man, yow.

The weird part is, S says she really likes my scarf/dupatta. And my friends/family/teachers HERE ask me to take it off all the time. Ironic? I don't know what it is but it really weirds me out. No, this is not an invitation to start a religious debate. Just a comment.

12 Days.

Does this mean I've started getting a life? Ha, no thanks =P

I've decided I made the biggest mistake of my life choosing Psych as my major. And that too Clinical Psych. I should have saved up and bought a kick ass camera and should have gone to photograph other people's weddings. Because I'm good. Oh, yah. Haha, no really. I wish I could do that. But anyway.

No updates from the GCU side. Not that there aren't any. Quite a few, in fact. I'm just too lazy to go there. Picasa 3 used to be my best friend but is failing me now. Picnik is too fake. And I'm too dumb to learn Photoshop. Hm. I'll make that my summer project. If I get a weekend or two off, no summer holidays for me.

My attention span only seems to last a few seconds -_-

TIKKA YUM HOTA HAI.

My brothers and their friends are up partying on the rooftop. Barbecue kar rahe hain. Jee, khud. Sid and I were sad and drooling since we'd be doing without. And then D came down with this HUGE plate of tikka boti and it is BEYOND awesome. OM NOM NOM x infinity. Haha, I can hear Atif and Florida =P

I love D <3

5th November.

Is a big, big day.

I can't believe you're leaving. Getting married is the same as leaving acha, you're ditching me. I miss you so, so much already.

I still can't believe it.

I hope you're really, really happy. Really. Always.

I love you. Sometimes.

Haha.

- M.

P.S. I'm in shock. Thus the incoherency. See, this time I have an excuse for being inarticulate =D

Happy To Me.

Aj to birthday ka pata he nai laga guzar gai =(
Honestly? Worst birthday ever.