I'm u n s t o p p a b l e

Saturday, April 09, 2016 Posted In , , , , , , Edit This
It is not worth sending this to him but here's my wee edits. Future Nadz, please don't let people repeatedly walk all over you.


Dear Nada,

Yeah I'm glad you went for the formality, if I ever hear anyone call me Nadita again I will probably projectile vomit in their face

I feel like I’ve been doing everything I could to avoid facing up to what I’ve done. To you, to Claire, to our friendship, to everything you’ve given me over the time we’ve known each other. I was a coward and didn’t want to accept how much I’ve hurt you. The truth is that you deserved a lot better from someone who you not only thought of as a close friend but also someone who has caused you pain in the past and should have known better. The way I abused your trust was selfish and uncaring, and while I know I’ll never be able to undo how I’ve treated you, I want to apologise for it as deeply as I can. You deserved better and I’m sorry.

Apologies mean nothing when you've made them before, for being a shite callous selfish "friend" before and clearly I forgave you too easily because you're still a selfish ass. And I don't think much of myself, but hell fucking yes I deserve better, ESPECIALLY from you. I've cared about you and made an effort for you and been patient and listened and tried to advise and at times walked on eggshells and tried to put you first and my feelings second- mate you didn't even put my feelings second, you basically just trod all over them like they never existed. I know, without a doubt, that I would never EVER have done that to you. In all honesty, I know pretty damn well there isn't anyone out there I'd do that to.


I feel most guilty for the intimacy I let develop over the two weeks of conversations. I spoke without thinking about how it would affect you, even though I knew your background well enough to know you’d be particularly vulnerable to being hurt by it.

And so you should. You knew fine well what you were doing. You also knew that I did not. You ignored all my anxiousness about hoping the feelings would go away soon, saying is it so bad? Clearly some part of me deep down never trusted you and always knew it was so bad. Fuck I wish I'd listened to that part. Also, you're making it sound like this was nothing to you. I'm rarely confident or self-assured but you DEFINITELY told me at one point that you had thought about us being together. You also went on to outline the reasons it couldn't be- distance, your jealousy, your lack of direction... But never once your overwhelming feelings for SOMEONE ELSE.


I will have to live with the consequences of what I’ve done. That I’ve left one of the people who most matter to me feeling humiliated, that I have hurt you in ways that will take a long time to heal, and that I’ve (deservedly) lost the friendship of someone who really tried to understand me. 

I quite clearly didn't matter to you... If I had you wouldn't have treated me like that. One doesn't treat the people that matter to them so callously. To be honest I wouldn't even treat people that didn't matter much that callously. A long time to heal... Ha. Do you know how long I had been piling up and collecting little bits of self esteem? I was finally getting somewhere with the help of the sertraline. You decimated that. I have never felt so ugly or foolish or unworthy in my life before. You made me feel like that. You who tried to tell me otherwise, proved with those actions that none of what you said was true. I don't know if I'll ever manage to build up to that point again, and if so, it won't be any time soon. And yes, you've lost a friend, but don't you fucking dare make it out like I'm the bad guy. Don't you fucking act like you're the one losing out. I'd like to point out that I too have lost a friend, and that was your doing. In fact I think actually you shed light on the fact that despite the time and care I'd put into our supposed friendship... I never really had a friend in you at all. So yeah, I lost what I thought was a friendship. I also lost out on the potential for something more than that at some point, which I wouldn't have even imagined was there had it not been you. So yeah, I think I've lost a lot more than you.

I’m sorry for everything, and while I know I have no say in the matter I can only hope to one day be the friend I once was to you.

Were you ever a friend to me though?Fair-weather friend at best...

There is something else I need to tell you. I’ve been re-assessing my reasons for not wanting a relationship, and after a long, difficult conversation with her I decided to ask Claire out. I know that telling you this will only add to the pain I’ve already caused you but it would be wrong to try and hide it from you. I know you weren’t expecting this, but I realise now that the times I was with her, I was trying to convince myself that despite how good I feel around her I still didn’t want anything serious to happen (because of all the reasons I’d told you for avoiding being with someone). But the truth is that the way we connect and have bonded over the past years is too strong to not give it a shot, and it’s a chance I don’t want to lose. 

I don't begrudge her. But I do begrudge you. It would appear you used me as a distraction to help with your denial? Or when you were bored? Also, can I just point out that this is the girl you have told me you resented (yes you did use that word) for her achievements, who you've previously cut off for long time periods at your whim, who you've called over the top in front of me before, who's linked in profile made you storm out a pub.... Really? I really hope she's prepared to put up with more of you and your selfish crap, because honestly if not I worry for her. You can connect better than anything but that kind of envy and bitterness towards the other person in the relationship? Good luck with that. You have SO much growing up to do. I don't know how I ever thought you were the mature one out of us both. You love and hate in the same selfish demanding way as a child, and nobody has taught you any better yet. I hope she can, for her sake and yours.


Know that I’m sorry and that I regret what I did, and that of course we can talk about any of this if you want to. And please, please don’t blame yourself for anything.

Lol, no I don't blame myself. I'm blame you you fuckwit. If anything I blame myself for ever giving you a second chance.

Yours,

Lenni

Yeah... you were never mine in any way. F.U.R.B.




I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind

Thursday, March 17, 2016 Posted In , , , Edit This
No Bother

"does it bother you?"  
breathing through bitterness, 
how can I explain 
this dawning, bleak and new? 

we planned skipping lambs 
in lush emerald fields, 
but those cast aside 
it's her face in your hands 

on nights without beer 
your voice my lullaby, 
but drink a few and
her body you hold near 

"in every way" 
you're saying you want me 
same for her, despite 
compliments I'm paid 

how you love to say
"I wish you were here too",
just for an option
on alternating days?

it's for time apart 
no choice but to request 
so hell fucking yes
you broke my fucking heart 

what a wicked thing to do...

Wednesday, August 19, 2015 Posted In , , Edit This
I feel as though when you found me, there was a little dent in my soul- wear and tear from weathering a few small storms. I barely noticed it any more, stuck a few stickers over it and couldn't really see it anymore, just occasionally felt it briefly before I forgot again. But you came a long and looked at me so much more closely than anyone ever had before. You saw so many pieces of me and you saw that dent and you were so appalled that it was there. You reassured me that it was fixable and so you drilled into it so that you could slot yourself in there and fill me. But then you disappeared and now instead of a small dent I have a massive you-shaped hole in me. 

hurry up and wait

Thursday, July 23, 2015 Posted In , , , Edit This
Time Heals and Hurts, Just Like You

In a few fast weeks 
of long, late night conversations 
and all the frankness 
the early hours bring,
we were kindred spirits,
I knew you for years.

Hours passed in warmth
huddled on your couch,
spring rolls in your lap,
your macbook in mine.
I rush for the last tube
though it's only been minutes.

Days of heavy silence 
through which I wonder
where you are,
what you're doing
and if you've thought of me.
Has it yet been weeks since we spoke? 

The weeks pass so slowly
for me at least,
so long since we said anything 
other than meaningless drivel.
It feels almost as though
you deserted me years ago. 

Just give me a few more weeks though  
until I suddenly think "has it been months already?"
and it will seem like years since we were "we". 

i've got thick skin and an elastic heart

Tuesday, July 07, 2015 Posted In , , , Edit This
What does one do when their usual coping mechanism is part of the reason they can't cope?

I'm going to write to you, as if it was really you, like I usually would. It's not the same but at least its something.

Please can I not grow into someone bitter and lonely?
Please can I figure out how to make myself happy?
Please can I not forever wait for someone to bring me flowers when I could grow my own garden of the pink bougainvillea and the two kinds of nice-smelling white flowers we used to have in the old house?

I feel so close to you right now...

Wednesday, October 24, 2012 Posted In , , , , , , , , Edit This

I stood on that very bridge last year, around April time.
P.S. I didn't write ALL of that. I just did the drawings.
I had luck covered at breakfast.
The day was gloriously sunny. 
 The man who then went on to win the tournament 
(who had a delightful South African accent!)


 golf is actually pretty cool- it shouldn't get all the slagging it gets.
instagrammed the very next day... :(
-[n][a][d][a][&][]

& I need something more to keep on breathing for.

Wednesday, February 01, 2012 Posted In , , , , , , , , Edit This


Believe
By The Bravery
The faces all around me, they don't smile, they just crack
Waiting for our ship to come but our ship's not coming back
We do have time like pennies in a jar
What are we saving for?
What are we saving for?
There's a smell of stale feeling that's drinking from our skins
The drinking never stops because the drinks absolve our sins
We sit and throw our roots into the floor
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
So give me something to believe
'Cause I am living just to breathe
And I need something more to keep on breathing for
So give me something to believe
Some thing's always coming, you can hear it in the ground
It swells into the air with the rising, rising sound
And never comes but shakes the boards and rattles all the doors
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
So give me something to believe
'Cause I am living just to breathe
And I need something more to keep on breathing for
So give me something to believe
I am hiding from some beast but the beast was always here
Watching without eyes because the beast is just my fear
That I am just nothing, now it's just what I've become
What am I waiting for?
It's already done
So give me something to believe
'Cause I am living just to breathe
And I need something more to keep on breathing for
So give me something to believe And I need something more to keep on breathing for
So give me something to believe
I feel good right now. For several reasons. Firstly I've eaten well and am full, which doesn't happen a lot here at university. This has happened both yesterday and today, because I went out with my PBL group for one of the groupmates birthday lunches yesterday; and today my flatmates had vouchers for McDonalds and I decided to be a fatass and go along. I am also happy because I got my MMR shot and now do not have to face OHSAS unless I get some sort of horrid infectious injury (God forbid). Other reasons I'm happy include the fact that Haematology is an awesome system as we now have almost every afternoon off, so instead of finishing at 4 everyday like before, I now finish at 1. Booyah.

The main reason I'm happy is because I just found a source of great reassurance to me. Actually I found it a while ago, but I took the time to read it today. There is someone out there who is a doctor (yay I want to be one of those), evidently has ample free time (I would like free time when inshallah I am a doctor, to write blogs, play sims, own a kitten, read Pride and Prejudice fanfics and so forth), is funny (I like to think I'm fairly amusing, but if I'm not I would like to be some day), has faith (yes we don't share the same religion, but it's nice to find people with faith who have it in the way you want- I would like to be understatedly religious if that's a thing), and has love (something which I've been stupidly stressing about unnecessarily considering I'm 18, likely a commitmentphobe and a bit too naive for a proper relationship).
This makes me incandescently happy. I feel like I want to do some good solid work instead of just bumming around, a habit I have developed rather well of late. I also feel like I want to get back into m religious routing and say all my prayers nice and proper.
This probably actually wasn't what I was looking for, in the sense that I've been rather focused on finding cuteness of late, but it's definitely what I needed. So in many ways...
I found what I'm looking for.

-[n][a][d][a][&][]



















YSP- Week 4 :’(

Monday, August 03, 2009 Posted In , , , , , , , , , , , , Edit This
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I am writing this a considerable time after the end of YSP and have probably forgotten a great deal of the things which took place.
Monday was okay. The first lecture was from the head of department who was a rather scary woman, and who I've heard being called a bitch. Um then there was an old English fellow who gave us a history lesson as opposed to a microbiology lesson. He went about a half hour overtime. Even counsellor S was becoming quite antsy. He was prepared to jump out of his seat. Hahaa. The old guy kept pushing up his projection board, but then he'd turn the lights off again as soon as we thought we were freed. Councelor S was reading Manga and Facebooking and I wrote out the arabic alphabet and me and V and M used it as a code. S was very ill due to a stomach virus and skipped a lot. We did a whole lot of rushed practicals but they were fun. Bacteria are smelly. We went to the bookstore. 6360_134653525449_633995449_3747461_2754002_n On the way back we bought Pakistani food. YAY. I bought Daahl. We ate this in the boys common room. T and some others joined us. He kepts stealing food off me. The cow. And he complains of bacteria. D also tried some. It was really good and a nice change. :) As I was sill eating in the background M & S were talking to T. He sai to them "I guess my summer fling idea didn't work out" and then they asked who he would have had a summer fling with. He said ye to quite a few, the Spanish girls especially and myself included. M told me this in front of him in Urdu, but I think he didn't know I knew as later on he called S to ask if he had told me the Summe Fling thing, as he felt I had behaved oddly towards him. I hadn't... paranoia. -_- The evening activity was capture the flag, and me M and S sat on the base most of the time. We discussed religion.I think that all though S as a Jew and I would have differing opinions about political situations, I think our religions are not that different and that the rules are quite similar, and we have similar liberalish interpretations of them. In the evening V came to ours and we hung around. We then we realised we could see into T's room from a window in the corridor, so we began calling him our subject and we watched him walk out his room and reappear downstairs and walk to our building. We then heard him enter and pretended to be spies hiding behind corners and etc. Unfortunately it was a fail as he found us and I giggled incessantly. Once he left we called him a bunch of times and the first time he though it was smelly S pranking him and refused to answer after. Hahaa. Then we went to bed quite late, V gave us a lesson on tampons ahahaha. It's allll goooood.
Tuesday :) This was rather fun. We did some more labs in the day time which I enjoyed, pippetting bacteria plates etc. In the evening we skipped the evening activity and hung about in the common room. We saw that YSP was on a chinese news channel called Global, and some of our friends had been interviewed. (I think this was different the interview I had had before). I played solitaire on Saad’s computer. I’ve forgotten largely what happened after this, but I think we did some further packing at night and that was basically it.
WEDNESDAYYY was S's Birthday!. Did some more bacteria games in the day. We also had a tour and looked at an electron microscope. The guy showing us was very physicsy. All he knew was that we were looking at diplococcal gonorrhoea cells. I answered and asked some physicsy questions showing off my physics skills and he let me sit in the chair and play with the microscope. and then right before lunch our T.A.s were really cute and they made cupcakes for the entire class on account of S’s birthday . That evening I ran to the bookstore and bought myself a giant (men's) orange hoodie as well as credit for my Canadian phone. and a Sperm stuffed toy hahaa for my mom ;) Then we cooked pasta for dinner and cut a chocolate cake for S. It was uber yummy. 100_5574 The people there were M, S, J, S, D, L, T ,A V,V,C and I. Funfun. We discovered J & S also do MUN. D hung around with me a lot. S (kuwait living Hindu guy) appeared. Him and T fought with waterguns. Very immature. This resulted in T breaking S’s watergun and S asking for money to be reimbursed. He claimed the price was $3 however in actuality it was 50c. Hahahaa. Idk. Then T decided to play Truth or Dare. AGHSHIT. Lets see, D was forced to make hisorgasm sounds. This was exceedingly awkward as for some reason his arm was around me. (I think he did that yawn and stretch thing). Erm, then T was made to go downstairs and do something strange in front of (slightly uptight stuck up French girl ) C. He kissed her on the cheek. Um, then I went to the bathroom. When I came back S tried to tell me something in Arabic I couldn’t understand. T then proceeded to ask me who I liked at YSP for the bazillionth time. –sigh- I responded nonchalantely with F (of the English Program). M then asked if what T wanted me to say was that I liked him. He said well that wouldn't be that awful, I'd be pleased. Or something. Um then D and a bunch of others left the room to go see just how stinky Hindu S’s room was. At this point S amd M informed me that while I’d been gone D had been asked who he’d like to fuck from the YSP girls. He said me and (every guy’s dream girl) P. Bleh. This awkwarded me out a lot. After this I left and did not return. The awkwardness made me want to cry. Bleh. M & S were then in our room. Their touchy feeliness makes me a little odded out. S is a sweet guy and tried to cheer me up. The pair of them are nice apart, but together idk they are odd. They rely entirely on one another it’s strange. They don’t seem to value anyone friendship.
Thursday, we had a lecture in the morning and looked at our results in the afternoon. My team, the Purple team then began to prepare for our presentation which we had secretly decided to do as a group :) It was on the black death. Funfun. For Dinner V and I went out. I bought Pak food and she bought Burger King. I had a Chicken Tandoori Wrap and Samosas :) That evening they bought us tickets to Harry Potter. Which we saw 2 weeks ago or something. Sooo… we did something ILLEGAL :D . We snuck into “The Ugly Truth”. It was really funny and I thoroughly enjoyed it. We finished watching before the Harry Potter kids were done so we went to Chapters and I bought the 3rd book in the Mortal Instruments Trilogy :). Umm me and C walked together on the way back singing songs and etc. When we reached the residence everyone dispersed and me V and D were left. D asked V to leave for a private moment with me. He said something like “I do0n’t know if you heard, but yesterday in truth r Dare they asked me who I liked here and I said you. And I just want you to know that you are very special and very important to me. And I like you, and I hope that you are not mad at me and that we can stay friends.” I said I was not mad and that we should indeed stay friends. Although inwardly I did not in the least appreciate being ambushed. However he then decided to give me a hug. I like hugs. But not full frontal hugs with people I don’t know well. –sigh-. I returned to the room rather upset again. M and I began to pack a bit.
Oh yes, A and S decided we should get gifts for our lab instructors. They collected sums of money for this during the day, and they spent most of their time following this Buying little Starbucks vouchers, a cake and making cards with pictures of the team. They then called me late at night and I went to A’s room, signed the card and talked with them a bit. S is a huge gossip and can be obnoxious, but I like her and A is very sweet. M and I took showers late at night. She went to the bathroom before me, and when she heard the door open and me come in she started talking to me about periods. I pretended to be one of the counsellors and asked why on earth she was still awake. She fell silent and got freaked out. I then started laughing, it was really funny.
Friday the final dayy :( We had stayed up exceeding late the night before so not only did we skip the university counsellor woman’s lecture as we were allowed to do, we also skipped the other lecture after this waking up at lunch time hahaa. We later discovered a lot of people had done this and the lecture room had been half empty. After lunch was presentations. I took in my Abaya for E, the Dark Lord to wear. Hahahaa. I personally think we pulled of our little play really well, but we were well aware that many of the other presentations were far better. Soo, when they announced the winners we were SHOCKED THAT WE WON!! HAhahhaa. We were all really pleased as well, and I think our team is probably one of the closest knit teams and so as a group we just eminated happiness. Our prizes were lame but we were so pleased. We went back to the labs after and L and A the T.As had made us all cards and they were so cute. We gave them their gifts and then A started to cry. It was so cute an sad. :( I was tearing too. Lets see, then at lunch M & S ditched me to sort out what of her stuff she was giving him to bring back home. I hung out with cutie A. We ate lunch and talked and she left behind her Spanish friends to hang around with me. Then T appeared. He began quoting Dr.Clark, who had lectured with a Tampon at the beginning of the week. He then asked me who I liked AGAIN. He then told me "I don't like you". I think A was quite horrified and I myself was confused. He then elaborated saying that I may have heard that he was asked who he would like to have a Summer Fling with and he had said me, but this was merely because I was nice, not because he liked me. He then said something like "I heard D likes you". To which I didn't respond but bit my lip. He knew this from before anyways, as it was he who had asked D in the first place, why was he harassing me. So I said nothing. Then C appeared and they egan discussing bacteria. A and I left, and found S so we hung out in my room gossiping and etc. And I told them about T, at which point M returned and the three of them agreed that T liked me. I found this prepostorous. I'm not nearly as leggy and attractive as P is. Then we went to A's room. We saw from the window a group of Sikh men dancing and I shouted Maaderchod at them :P Haha childish I know. We talked some more and discussed what to wear to the dance that evening. I ended up not changing. I was wearing a short black dress and purple tights with my new gladiators. A lent S something to wear. After some scurrying around we ended up at the dance. At first there were very few people there and the music was lame, however I for some reason enjoy the party/club atmosphere. I was having fun dancing however the rest of my friends M & S especially were not. S(the girl) is a real party animal hahahaa. She was quite fun, but even she left after a while as she felt the party was lame. So then we went to the lobby of the other building. I wanted to go back but noone wanted to go with me. At this point I really missed A and R and N a lot. I then asked M how stupid I looked dancing. She said only as stupid as me. The only thing is... I don't really like how she dances, so this was rather dissatisfying. I ended up not going back to the party. M & S went off walking on their own and me V, V, C, and S(the jewish one... there are far too many Ss) bumped into T. He told us that A (not the cutie) had tried to make out with him. He said they had been dancing and she leaned in, and he said "what are you doing?" and she said "what I've been wanting to do since the first week." and he said "are you trying to make out with me :O". and she said "what's the matter". And he blocked her with his arm and told her, "I'm just a little boy inside." Now this, we thought was a very unlikely story. 1) T is not exactly a catch. 2) She's a very independantish girl. 3) what 15 year old boy turns down a make out session? 4) sounds like a soap opera. So then S and I went to see if we could find out anymore. I ran into party animal S who pulled me aside. She said "was that S you were talking to? Is she okay? Does she know? J and N have been talking alnight and apparantly J liked N in the first week. (J and S were dating). I then went up to S and asked quite subtly if all was ok. She said J had told her he wanted to spend the last night all with her, but he had been talking to N and they didn't seem to want company. So S and I went for a walk and she seemed somewhat upset, but mostly because people were talking about her. Then when we got back, A(independant one) was sitting with some people, so C said something like "we don't believe T" to her. She responded with "oh I had a few schnops with so and so earlier". In other words she was claiming to have been drunk. She admitted it and looked perfectly sober to me. I was quite astounded. We were then forced to return to our own floors for attendance, and on the we met Counsellor S who was on the prowl for guys in the girls building, as one guy had done 3 girls in the past without getting caught. He even gave us his number in case we heard anything. Hahaa eww. We then wanted to go back to see the guys and tried to determine how to get back accross. V found a way but in the end we were too lazy to take it. So sat in Mand I's room. V brought us a tampon to disect hahaha.6360_134653730449_633995449_3747494_3135771_n I put it in my nose (She's the man). Anyways, M called S and he was with T and they were pranking Hindu S. They apparantly put toothpaste on his door and Ironing boards in front of it. And I don't know what. They were all hanging around eating hotdogs and actually putting them in their pants. Oh dear. Um, after this I called T because I had really wanted to for some reason to see if I could get anymore out of him about him and A. I also apologised for not believing him. Then V,V,M and I played cards and relayed all the drama to M. Who then said to me, you know T would have been perfect for you, you don't like the idea of kissing at this age and neither does he. He would have mad a good summer fling and he liked you. She remained convinced. -sigh-. We stayed up very late, doing not really anything, however V and some other kids stayed up all night and watched the sunrise in front of the Med Building. AWW. I was somewhat upset to have missed that.
Saturday morning there was a frenzy to get packed and checked out from the room. I met A in the bathroom and asked if she was alright. She brushed it off, telling me something about getting her mother a present. M lectured T about having been so mean to Hindu S and pranking him, so T went up to the guy and asked if they were still friends. S looked puzzled and said of course dude. Guys are really odd. Then a tonne of people left and some had left before I'd even woken up. it was really sad. Me , M, S, C and V hung about taking pictures. M's cousin came for her and we both broke down in tears. -sigh-. Then the rest of us bought noodles from the convenience store and snuck into a common room to make them. We ate them and then V and C had to leave. Me and S went downstairs there were only a couple of people there waiting with us to go to the airport. It was dismal. I talked with this girl until it was time to leave. The spanish people who were staying an extra day had gone to Eaton Center, however cutie A returned and said by to me with some tears. It was really sad. On the way to the airport I talked to counsellor L and she said how she had moved around a lot, and was sort of unsure of her origin when people ask "where are you from?". I empathised with this and we discussed some countries etc. When we got to the airport there was a problem with the other girl with us's ticket. So another counsellor came and took over. When it was my turn to check in and we got to the counter they told me I was on Standby and I started to cry slightly. L argued with them and called up the coordinator. I also discovered my baggage was overweight due to the tonne of books M had given me to take for her, so I was forced to move these. L gave me some numbers and sent me to the gate, where I was to wait until they called my name telling me if I was on the flight or not. They said there was a very good chance I would be. However when L left me I burst into tears crying for ages. I tried to call my parents however I found that both my Saudi chip and my Canadian one were out of money. This increased the crying. I couldn't even text. I then tried to use the pay phone but they needed $11 in change and I did not have this. I tried to get it changed but it still did not work. I called co-ordinator T and asked him to email my parents. He said not to worry and I should make it. My crying died down and they called my name and I was indeed on the flight :) I boarded the plain, and there were 2 women sitting next to me. One of them wore hijab, and I could here her on her mobile speaing in Bangla. So when sh was done on the phone I asked her if it was possible for me to text from her phone and she was 7amdillah really sweet and she let me :) I then asked her if she was Bangladeshi. She was surprised and pleased I knew and we began talking, she as very nice and as it turned out was also going on to Jeddah and then on to Tabuk. We talked for the fliht, but I also watched 17again and I think most of another movie, I've now forgotten what. When we got off the plane in London, she hung around with me and was very kind. I went to get my other boarding pass, and they asked me if I would switch to a later flight through Amman with some vouchers as ompensation. I declined. R, the woman had gone to the bathroom. Meanwhile there was very little time for me to look around the shops and try on perfume as I had desired. We boarded the next flight home and she let me text my mom again. There was a cute guy who must have been younger than me and his family with 2 really adorable babies on the flight. As it turned out the sat beside me. R was seated in the back as well, however I was sitting by a man and couldn't see her from there. The fellow next to me slept most of the flight and got off in Riyadh, at which point I was alone. I slept a fair bit too and listened to my ipod. It had been 8 hours from Toronto to London, a 2 hour stop in Heathrow, another 7 hours to Riyadh, a 1 hour stop there and a 1.5 hour flight to Jeddah. I was pooped. I got off the plane, and when I got to the immigration I saw my dad from across the glass. i started to tear. He saw me and started waving ballistically and mouthing BANANA at me. As it turned out he was telling me to turn around because my Mama was there. When I saw her she started crying and I teared too, but I was too exhausted to let out the full waterworks I had expected to. She cut the line in an uncharacteristically Arab manner, and got us out. I saw R from a distance. I texted her to thank and ask her if she needed somewhere to stay. I also texted counsellor L to say I was alive and okay. It was all good in the end. When I reached home, Ser, Ali and Mamujaan were there. We had dinner and I gave them their presents. I was quite ill though with fever and sore throat, but in the end all was good :D.
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YSP- Week 3

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Lundi, Monday, was a tiring day. I woke up quite tired, and did not make it in time for breakfast. Bought choco milk from Timmy Ho (hahaa local slangg), which was somehow more expensive than capppucinos. We met counselor S's lil bro, P. They look almost identical. Also something that amuses me is that their names are those of a father and son in sleeping beauty. Anyways he sat with me and C and L at lunch as well. He already has a mass of groupies. This week is CSI week. (Molecular Biology etc.) So we had a reasonably interesting lecture from an originally Desi woman about molecular biology. This covered the basics that I'd never learned and helped ,me understand some of the other experiments. 100_5388 After lunch we examined a staged crime scene (the blood smelled of chili sauce) collecting evidence and bagging it and what not, just like CSI. Then we had a lecture from a man who spoke in a voice that made everyone quite sleepy. In fact a vast number of people put their heads on their arms on the table and napped. I was scared to do such a thing as S was sitting next to me and had previously mocked me because of my drowsiness in a lecture. However funnily enough, HE WAS DROPPING OFF. I could see him struggling to stay awake and his head bobbing up and down so I gave him a look. The only point at which I felt extremely drowsy was when we went to the UV lab, here the lights were switched off, and we looked at a variety of substances using a blacklight. My hair dye is supposed to flouresce in UV light and Blacklight, so I wanted to see, however, sadly I could not find the pink strand. After this was dinner, when I really could not resist and ate Chili Fries with un-Halal beef. Meh. The evening activity was in 2 parts. Part one was that we had to build an aircraft that would carry an egg to the ground safely. If the egg survived the fall, we were allowed to crack it over one of the counselors heads. Ours survived very well, however when cracking it over the counselors head it splattered all over my clothing. Eww. 100_5455 The other thing was to buld a boat which could carry as many Pop cans as possible. Ours took 48, however some had the capacity to take more, so one of the lighter councelors was made to sit on these boats. Amidst all this I became extremely dirty. So I decided to do my washing today. I'm currently waiting to move my clothes from the washer to the dryer so I can collect dry ones in the morning. It was all very tiring, and I had to ask poor sweet V for her key and favours several times to accomplish this task. I have also broken my flipflops, which I require for walking place, and had to borrow tape from V as a temporary solution. We ended up talking (I felt it was rude to leave and that I was taking advantage of her), however this delayed my timing. -sigh-. I shall be exhausted tomorrow. We're playing a game throughout the entire group called Assasin. Basically each person has a hit list, they must kill these poeople before they themselves are killed. Killing may only be done in complete privacy.
Tuesday. Hmm. Let's see, day begin rather boringly.We had a lecture in the morning. I bought Starbucks before it, but as I was running late, did not add sugar and vanilla giving a rather bitter taste. Ick. The lecture was interesting and seemed to explain some of what had been spoken about but what I had not understood last week. :) In the Lab we tested inks, DNA and samples from the crime scene, FUN. There were a number of incubation periods during which I drew Mehndi/Henna patterns on the gloves of New Yorker M. Teaching Assistant, A explained to us a number of things we hadn't fully understood, and she told us not to worry if some of the information we were receiving was well over our heads as she learnt much of it in her second year. Lunch was really good but dinner sucked. Meh. Sports was cancelled on account of rain and mudding, so me, M, S, V, L & C hung out in the common rooming talking, eating cherries and learning Chinese etc. Afterwards, V and I went to the convenience store I bought Soda Tonic and Club Soda, Canada Dry, as I felt if their ginger ale was good this would be too. On the ways their and back V tagh me to say "Where are the bathrooms" in Chinese. Now I can say it in several languages. 1) Where are the toilets? 2) Ou sont les toilettes? 3) Ghussalkhana kahan peh heh? 4) Fein al hammam? 5) Donde esta el bano? 6) Woe sind die toiletten? 7) Tse Sho Tien Zai Na Li ?. When we got back I called C to say this to him.V gave me the extensions 3210 for him, so I called and straight out said this. The voice on the other end responded in Chinese, and I said "what's does that mean?". The voice then said "it mean's where are the toilets?. It struck me all of a sudden that this was not at all the voice of C so I hung up, shocked. Then I went to V's, she said it had been a mistake and C's extension was in face 3201. -_-. So we then called him, and I asked for the toilets. He was amused. I told him what had happened. He asked if the voice had been soft. I said I supposed. He said it could have been that of P, brother of S. This worried me. Then V called 3210 and asked for C. When the voice responded that this was not C's room, v asked who it was. As it turned out it was R in our class who is extremely quiet. When I got home I tasted the 2 drinks I'd purchased. The Soda Tonic was positively disgusting, and the Club Soda tated like perrier which I dont really like. Then M and I added orange juice to a glass of both to see if the taste improved. Soda Tonic was still AWFUL. 100_5464 We then added lens solution, perfume, lotion, and Pink hair dye to it. We then put mousse on top making foam, and I sprinkled some of the dots from my irons pills over it. It was beautifully pink and appetizing. 100_5466 Also we made a second drink using toothpaste, shampoo, body cream and hair mousse. It was very multicoloured. We crushed a yellow strepsil in tonic and added it. We then placed the 2 cups by a bathtub in hopes no one would see. PRETTY :)
Wednesdayy... we solved the crime. It was really quite straightforward and we pieced together the crime scene. The guy who lectured us was over enthusiastic and sweated profusely. Ew. Umm, on the way back to the residence from the Med.Building T and I had an argument about Chromosomes. It wasn't really an argument, in the sense that I only wanted him to explain, but he felt I was contesting him and decided to prove it to me using iPhone internet which cost a fair bit. Hmm that evening the activity was Eaton Center again. I did not feel a need to go, however M would not pass up the opportunity and went dragging S along with her. Me, L, V and J hung out in my room. We sang Mulan song "I'll make a man out of you" especially, and discussed good-looking guys. It was really fun. I think tensions had been mounting between M and I, and even when the both of us were in the room, we would often not speak at all or acknowledge each other's presence. I guess that happens when you see too much of someone. Ah well. Anyways much later on that night, she told me that T, who had been dragged along to Eaton Center by the Spanish Girls, had complained about me. Or not complained exactly but mentioned our earlier tiff. He had then picked a flower and asked S to deliver it to me. Idk exactly what followed.
Thursday we played around with some bacteria and their genes, and in the evening there was a dance party. As I did not think this would be like a home one I did not go. Instead I worked on our interesting Karytoyping Presentation with S. M was in T's group (apparantly he hand picked the smartest kids. I found her group in our room working. My underwear drawer must have been opened as T asked if it was comfortable to wear a bra. -_-. I'm writing this some days later and don't really remember more of that day.
Friday... there were presentations. Haha. We did not win in our team, F and the Spanish guys won with their House presentation. It was well deserved. T's team won over all. For dinner we made Japanese Chicken curry, this time a spicier version. There were more of us as well, counsellor S ate, and we sent some food to co-ordinator T. It was good :D After that, we were all forced to go to Eaton Center. Me, L and V looked around, had Starbucks, went into shoe-shops etc. On the way back home I was walking with T for a bit. He asked "do you like anyone here". I said "like... um like in what way?". He said "I think you know...". Then I said "there's no one I have a crush on... ". Then he said "not even me?" So I said "Oh of course, I LOVE you". After we got back, J slept over and we watched Harper's Island.
Saturday. I woke up early to say bye to J and L. It was quite saddening as I had grown rather attached to them. The option was to go to Nascar or Vaughan Mills Shopping Center. I chose Nascar, as the majority of my friends had done so. V who has narcolepsy was falling asleep and her head was lolling rather a lot. I ended up sat next to T, who informed me that oe of the Spanish girls had very hairy arms. He then asked if I liked Muse, and said I looked like a Muse person. How he knew this i don't know but it was strange. We got there and discovered it was a kids arcade. -scowl-. So me and EM wandered around the shops and I bought a pair of gladiator sandals which I find very sexy :) 100_5569 Hmm, on the way back I nodded off for a bit. One of the Spanish girls asked T if she could have a drink from his water bottle. He replied flat out no, and I think she was quite shocked. He then went on to explain he did not wish to share bacteria, proceeded to chug down some more water and gave her the remainder, telling her not to return the bottle. Someone asked him what he would to when he had to kiss a girl. He said he would use cellophane or in vent a tongue condom. Idiot. After we got back we hung about for a bit, and then I went to the music room with T and F. They discussed girls and T commented on the arm and upper lip hair of a few. F somehow managed to make comments that meant nothing. They discussed the difference between physical attraction and emotional attachment. T said there was this one girl. I quote. He asked about my crushes again but I said I'd only been here for 3 weeks. I asked F how vibrato was done, and he told me it was like masturbation. Then both T and he gave me very vivid descriptions which I do not care to think of ever again. C and V joined us later, they play piano fantastically. I wish I had focus or determination to excel in any field. Ah well.
Sunday we were supposed to go to the zoo. This was an epic fail due to downpours of smelly rain. Yuck. They then proposed mini-glow-in-the-dark-golf, which I passed on. We spent most of the day in the 3rd for boys common room watching TV etc. T managed to cathc glimpse of my yellow bra through my black top (aah mistakeee) and commented on it. We had instant noodles for lunch. Met some new kids. T has already started working on his next week's presentation. G A Y . I think the entire purple team should collaborate for a win :) Um went to the convenience store... M got back and went out for Sushi with S. Counselor W gave us cake. She is very sweet, and is more friendly once she gets to know you :). Nothing much else this week.