Friday, May 14, 2010
Lately, I've been struggling with school and its demands. My finals start on June 2nd, so I've got to start studying this coming week... I have 10 exams this year (one less than last year! yay!) and I'll be finishing on June 17th.
I don't know how I'm going to squeeze everything in. On top of that, we have tests these weeks leading up to the exams... what the heck?! WHY?! WHY!? WHYYYYYY?! Frick, man. Can't even give us a break. I just want this year to end... and then it's bye bye to this stupid school! And I'll finally be able to relax when we go to Texas.
On a lighter note: One of my very best friends in Germany got a hold of me. I was checking my email a couple days ago and I saw an unread with her name on it. I had my mouse hovering over the mail for a while before clicking on it. I thought it would be spam or even a virus.... It turns out it was my best friend. I couldn't believe my eyes for a minute, I was in complete and utter shock. My reply wasn't brief at all, and her re-reply wasn't either. It took me about 30 minutes to type out another email to her.
So yeah... I haven't really been doing much lately. I don't know what's gotten into me. haha I'll look at it this way: Summer starts in a month!
OH YEAH, BABY!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Um.... ok? Fish explosion? REALLY?! Wow. Just wow. Actually, I shouldn't be surprised, because at my school anything weird is considered normal and anything normal is considered weird. And I'm not joking; I'm not even kidding.
We walked into class on Sunday and this huge wave of stink just washed over us.
Me: OH MY GOD, WHAT IS THAT SMELL?!
My friend: *gasp* I DON'T KNOW!
Other friend: It smells like freakin' death!
Rest of the peeps: Ewww, what is that?!?!?!?!
LOL and I can see where this is funny, because it's just so bad...
So yeah. We went and complained. We've been complaining for the past 3 days and still nothing has been done. We've had to switch to 3 different classes each day. It's flipping annoying.
Our classroom has been basking in dead bird smell for the past 3 days.
When will this madness end?!?! And if you haven't smelled dead bird, I don't recommend you do.
Friday, April 23, 2010
And we are Mind, and evermore we take
The tool of thought, and shaping what we will,
Bring forth a thousand joys, a thousand ills,
We think in secret, and it comes to pass -
Our world is but our looking glass.
-- James Allen
Friday, April 16, 2010
It's basically just a little fill-in questionnaire and I figured it would be fun to do.. since I have nothing else to occupy myself with. lol!
1. The first thing I do in the morning is turn the alarm off, get my clothes and go shower.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Today I opened a purple envelope from the States. It was addressed to me... wait, to me? Who would want to mail me something? I read the sender's name and address and realized it was from my Grandpa. A birthday card for my 16th birthday, maybe?
What I opened up to was so much more than I had hoped for. If I could ask for anything in the world, it would be for me to be able to be in front of my Grandfather and give him all the love I could give. I don't want the latest gadget, the coolest fashion in shoes... I just want to be there with my family and show them that I haven't forgotten them. Show them that I still love them very much, even though I've been gone for eight years.
As I was reading the card, so many things were flashing through my mind. All those memories we shared, all those times we spent laughing with each other. And then I remembered the mornings when my grandpa would take us to school in his truck with the Tejano radio station on and how he'd say he loved us when we got out of the car to go to school. Sometimes I wish I could go back in time just to hear his voice. It's not the same when you talk to him on the phone.
I remember his smell and his warmth when he'd wrap me in those huge bear-hugs.
When I finally snapped back to reality, I realized that it would be a while until I set my eyes on the real image of my grandpa. I started to cry... not because I missed him, but because of all the love he put into those very words on the card. Because of the way so many memories flooded my head. Because of my heart beating with every syllable, in every word he had jotted down with his hand.
There's something about a grandparent's love that is so different from anyone else. It's that type of love that you can't seem to understand, but you really do... you understand the bond perfectly, you feel the connection and emotion in every word they say to you. It's unexplainable and yet so amazingly understandable.
I love my Grandpa unconditionally. I love him, I love him, I love him....
Monday, April 12, 2010
This brings back so many great memories. Not to mention fuzzy, creepy feelings. Anyone ever know how they got their skin orange?
And those dances... those scary little dances they do. Wow. Musta trained real hard, huh?
I've got nothing against Tim Burton's version of Oompies (Deep Roy! woo!), but these old Oompa Loompas show how creative and how hard everyone must have worked to find all those little people.
LONG LIVE THE ORIGINAL OOMPA LOOMPAS!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
I guess I should start by saying that sunflowers are my favorite flowers in the world. I just LOVE them and the way they're just so "happy". I got inspired a couple days back by God knows what, and I just decided to write. Actually, it was more like typing... but that's what happens when you have an inspirational mo' on the computer lol!
The sun creeps across the hills and engulfs the fields with wisps of warmth. Each ray embraces a blade of grass, caresses it softly and gently lets go. The light continues on its way down to a meadow of wild flowers complaining of the cold that the moon left behind. As the sun and meadow graciously seize each other in nature's pleasant grasp, the sky begins adjusting its attention to the start of a new day. Clouds make their appearance as gusts of white cotton candy roaming an ocean of blue air. The sky blushes shyly, when a bird singing its morning song soars across its territory, and turns a fierce shade of pink.
Every detail of the morning is caught by the eyes of a dilapidated, rust-red barn house that stands in the middle of a meadow. Its paint curls away at the corners and softly falls to the ground in heaps of red powder. Hopeless and forlorn, the windows reflect no light and the only thing that helps it survive the day, is the small beam of sunshine given off by the solitary flower growing amidst a huddle of weeds. Every morning, the flower opens its leaves to the world to say hello. It radiates happiness and encourages life around it to be satisfied with life as it is.
The yellow reflection of its grafted petals beam a silent approval of existence. With its last glance at the world around it, the flower breathes once more and curls up gracefully among the scarlet dust left by the barn house. Covered by its veil of crimson, the flower fades into obscurity along with the mourning melody of the loss of life.
©. Please don't copy without my permission.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Ever since one of my best friends came back from Canada, we started this weird thing where we laugh at giraffes.
I don't know what makes us laugh, but they're such funny little creatures. I think it's every time we imagine a giraffe running..... it's hilarious! And they're going crazy and their legs are all over the place.
Friday, March 26, 2010
(all rights to Skinner on DeviantArt. He's awesome!)
And as the last rays of sunlight paint the horizon with crimson, fucsia and gold, I wait for shadow to spread across the land. Soon darkness washes the sky with inky hues of black and blue. The stars are starting to appear, seeming to push themselves shyly through the quilt of black. I lay back and settle myself in the grass sniffing in the smell of sun-baked earth and weed seeds. A cricket and nightbird voice their tunes and gather in a duet of harmony. I feel the notes float softly away in the air, breathe a sigh of contentment and let my eyes flutter close. I fall asleep listening to the song of cricket and night bird, the moon and stars casting a faint glow on my body where grass was not obsecuring it.
This is copyrighted. Please don't use without my permission.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
This is my way of studying Stoichiometry. Listen to the teacher at school, if I don't understand a lot, I go over it again. If I still don't understand, I go to YouTube. LOL
This guy is great, by the way! I think he tapes himself teaching while he's in class (you can hear some students going "Oooooh!" and he's obviously amplifying his voice).
I hate Chemistry so much, it's not even funny... It's this one topic that I get really confused with, it's totally meaningless. I'm not going to do anything later in life related to Chemistry, so why do I take it? I don't know myself.
Oh, and I did this last week so I could study Quadratic Equations. It's actually kind of sad when you have to resort to YouTube, so you can learn something... LOL Don't watch the vid if you don't like Chemistry; it'll bore you to death.
On a side note: I got my braces tightened yesterday and they don't nearly hurt as much as when I first got them. How strange =D Now I'm off to study!
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
I'm a huge fan of corny jokes! I laugh at the the stupidest stuff ever. It's actually really addicting, because I end up making my friends laugh when I laugh at weird stuff. Corny jokes put me on this huge high. Once I start laughing at them, I can't stop.
The other day I was in after-school English Literature class. We were discussing some stuff in the book we're reading (I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou. Awesome book!), when all of the sudden I hear a rooster crowing.
It was totally unexpected. I sit right next to the window in class, so I looked out and what do I see? A rooster. Crossing the road. Umm.... ok, random! I don't know why the rooster was crossing the road or what the HECK it was doing at our school in the first place. Of course, once I looked out the window I started laughing and I said, "OH MY GOD! Why did the chicken cross the road?!" And my friend says, "To get to the other side? Hahaha!"
Can you believe I was laughing so hard that I was crying?! And it's even funnier when someone next to you doesn't think it's funny, because it makes the joke even funnier...
Haha I say these really weird things, too. Just yesterday, in after-school Biology class, I was eating some chips called Omani Chips that I'd nicked off one of my friends. I popped a chip in my mouth and gasped, "It tastes like I just ate the whole of Oman here!" and everyone started laughing. I have some serious immaturity problems going on, but I love how the corny-ness rubs off on people.
Oh, that reminds me of something. My friend and I were talking and out of nowhere my friend goes, "Hey, I heard this super funny pick-up line the other day." I'm like, "Um, ok. Tell me."
My friend: Hey, do you have a raisin?
My friend: How about a date? *staring at me, trying to hold back the laughter with a straight face*
Me: I don't get it *unsure face*
Honestly, it took me about 1 minute to understand. When I DID understand, I was crying with laughter. Funniest thing ever!!!
I'm gonna end this post with a corny joke...
What did the big chimney say to the small chimney?
...... "You're too young to smoke."
I hope that at least brought a smile to your face... Here I am laughing my head off. LOL
Sunday, February 28, 2010
At the rate we're going, I suspect I'll be able to apply to university next year (and that's telling you something!). I don't think we have the brain capacity to understand what we're being taught now. LOL
My Arabic teacher screamed at me today, because I told one of my friends that the story in Arabic we were taking is about the Templar Knights and Salahuddin Al Ayoubi.
Teacher: YA MISS! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?! *spittle flying everywhere*
Me: Nothing! I was telling her about the story!
Teacher: *points to my friend* Go get the superintendent and bring her to class. NOW!
My friend: She's not here, I checked earlier.
Teacher: *all puffed and angry*
Seriously! Chill! We know teachers deal with students all day, but in turn the students deal with the teachers. If the teachers are mean to us, we won't listen or take them seriously. I don't think they understand that. And to add a random thing that happened today: Our Ministry Social teacher told us to come to her office and get our notebooks (she had taken them in to check our work, etc). She told us she had bad news.
Ugh, God, what now?! Apparently, the storm last night managed to FLOOD (yep, I said flood) her office and all of our notebooks were soaken wet beyond recognition. There are things wrong with this world that are totally unexplainable. It gives me a headache!
Go die, Stoichiometry! Go dieeeeeeeeeeee!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
(doesn't that pic look like something out of a horror movie? LOL It was really foggy outside that day, so I decided to snap a picture xD Check out the random lamp post.)
There are some really strange things that happen there. And it's even stranger since it's an all girls school.
I always wondered why there were CAGES on the windows. I mean, what... what the heck is that all about?! Why would they put cages on the windows? Is there are reason for it?
Maybe it's to prevent people from escaping during school hours (I wouldn't be surprised if that happened before hahaha)... you know, jumping out of the windows and vaulting over the school walls.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
One of the advantages of being a human is the ability of having a choice: this or that, here or there, love or hate, happy or sad? Having a choice gives us the power we need to survive this life. It's how the manager of that big-shot company rose to the top, it's how the rich guy now lives on the streets, it's how you feel.
The biggest option that is placed before us in life is whether or not to tell the truth. Especially in today's soceity, the truth can be a scary thing... or it can be something so completely humble. Every religion on this earth pushes us to tell the truth, to testify, to bear witness.
Then why is it such a hard thing to do?
"I wanted to ditch class today, so I wrote a letter and faked my parent's signature so I can give it to the teacher and leave class." , "I told my family that I made everything by scratch when all I really did was order food from some ritzy restaurant." , "I didn't want to go to work today, so I called in sick when I really wasn't."
Excuses, lies... whatever you want to call them. Once you start, you can't stop. Sometimes people even convince themselves they're telling the truth when it's actually a big lie. *raises an eyebrow* How is it that we allow ourselves to slip so EASILY into lies and it's really hard to tell the truth? People don't like liars.
Even if you did get that bad grade or whatever, why not tell the truth even if there are consequences? Eventually, people will learn to respect you as a person. The reality is, is that everyone appreciates the truth much more than lies.
“For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.” -Ivan Panin (Russian mathematician1855-1942)
Tell it like it is and you'll gain a whole lot more out of life! (:
Friday, February 19, 2010
So, this is counted as my official first post... right? I thought I'd launch my blog off with a fun way of introducing myself.
Quickie: I'll go by the name of Texan Teen while blogging. I have a super awesome first name that a lot of people know, but I'd rather keep it to myself than announce it to the world lol! You've probably guessed I'm from Texas by now- I was born and raised in the state of Texas and I'm always proud to admit I come from the Lone Star State. It's where I savoured the best family get-togethers and a whole lot of love.
When I was eight years old, we moved to Germany where I learned their language and explored the European ways of life. In the summer of 2007, we moved to United Arab Emirates. At first it was a big shock, but we've slowly gotten used to the customs, traditions and culture.
I also belong to the wonderful religion of Islam, which makes me a Muslim.
Muslim: one who submits to God and does not associate partners with Him. One who believes that the last Prophet sent to teach humanity monotheism, is Muhammed (Peace and blessings be upon him).
I am a very avid reader and writer. I learn something new everyday and try to increase my knowledge of the world to the best of my ability. I'm going to be 16 years old really soon!
I love to laugh and make people laugh. My family and friends mean the world to me and I would do anything for them! <3
I guess everything I wrote is pretty much my life in a nutshell.
Oh, and I should mention that I most probably won't be updating my blog every day of the week, because I have school (:
Monday, February 1, 2010
You know, I've been contemplating on making a blog for a while now. I've finally decided to type in blogger.com on my computer and here I am! I think I still have to travel down the blogging road a bit in order to understand how everything works...
So there I am, thinking I'm all that and a bag of chips starting a blog and when I try to register under my email, it tells me "This email is already in use."
Um. What?! ... And then I finally understood! I remembered I had made a blog once before- 4 years ago. 0.0 Of course, I didn't remember the password so I had to reset it. When I read my entries I was laughing and I went ahead and deleted them... I created a new blog.
It's going to be a little bit hard balancing this between school and my usual business, so I don't think I'll be posting that much. However, when I DO my posts will be absolutely positively fantabulous... I promise! And so it is with great pride I introduce you to my blog! LOL
(cool name, huh?)