I have decided to delete this blog.
what can i say? im a lazy lazy person.
It was good commenting on your blogs. i may not comment again.
I will not however delete it yet. i will wait until i can muster up the courage to do it.
BYEEEEEEEE
xoxo Bored
Walking down the street Sunday, Feb 1 2009
1 4:19 pm
salaamz
i want to ask you all a question
what kind of face are meant to make when you’re walking down a street? and you think that everyone is looking at you…
oh wait i have another question
shall i delete my blog?
xoxo Bored
The boring IT lesson Friday, Jan 30 2009
1 5:17 pm
This is what i did in my IT lesson today:
Bored.
Bored.
Bored.
‘’French is the language spoken in France. German is the language spoken in Germany. The teachers there speak German and French….’’
Oh, shut up. Do I really care?
Is this what I’m paying for?
I want to learn French and German, u dumb tone-deaf raccoon.
‘’Teachers are paid 2 teach etc. You there, do you want 2 learn French? I bet u do. Well first let me tell u the history of French. It all began in a city called Paris…’’
No, please no.
Bored.
Kill me.
Shut up, u thick headed, French loving turnip.
No. No.
Stop!
Please….
‘’And then the crusaders came…’’
Enough. Enough is enough…please stop.
I have sum rope in my bag….hmmm….was planning on skipping, but maybe….
‘’What r u doing?!
Stop! Miss Wilson, stop what u r doing! Don’t u want to learn about Germans and the French! Help! Jonathon, don’t just sit there, do sum thing! She doesn’t want to learn about the crusaders! We must stop her-‘’
‘’Oh shut up-‘’, I began.
‘’But the pizza from France-‘’
‘’No’’, I start again.’ I cant do this. No more!’’
I pull the rope around my neck, much to the surprise of my classmates…
Suddenly a boulder of fat flies in to me, and I crash to the ground with the turnip woman on top of me.
‘’Kill me…’’, r my last words before the stench of sweat coming from my teacher strangle the life out of me. The sweat was more terrifying than that time my boyfriend took me to Netto….
Jeez, only my Lord can save me now!!!
OMG, that cute guy in the corner is watching us. What will he think?
The theory of evolution is stupid.
I feel good
Tana na na nan an na
I know that I should
Tananananan
U can stand under my umbrella
Ella
Ella
Ella
Eh
Eh
Eh
Under my umbrella
Once upon a time in a far away land, there lived two best friends called Superman and Spiderman. Superman was naive but Spiderman wasn’t. He had super sharp senses unlike Superman.
Superman also had a very bossy mother called Francesca. She was the leader of the underworld vampires and hated drugs.
They were coming home from school one day when they bumped in to a freakazoid called Dr Octopus. He was the biggest pervert in LoserVille, a village that was 200 miles away.
‘’What r u doing here, dude?’, asked Superman.
‘’I came here to see u, sugar. Hows my most gorgeous and sexy enemy? Wanna come back with me to my place? Ive got something to show ya.”
“Oh stop it you big flirt!” Superman slaps Dr Octopussy playfully on the arm and they go off into the sunset together.
Spiderman was busy shopping on her mobile.
The rat in the IT room, my dad and my rishta Tuesday, Jan 27 2009
1 8:12 pm
Today in the IT room, the girl on my left was annoying me claiming that she heard a click click click noise from her computer. i ignored her and carried on with my coursework. then she made me listen and i heard it! I said that it was a rat and the girl on my right freaked out and put her feet up quickly. then i started saying that it was right under her desk and it was coming towards her. she freaked out even more.
the girl on my left then claimed to hear a zzzzzzzzzz noise coming from her comp. she said it might blow up. i shouted to Miss IT that it was a matter of life and death and this school could blow up any minute. She shouted at me and i had to be quiet. shows how much our school cares about the welfare of their school.
My dad has finally decided that he is coming back from Pakistan. he went in like November and is still there. He claims to be looking after his dad but none of us believe him. he’s obviously looking for potential wives and husbands for his kids, i.e. me and my siblings. Obviously he has already found one for me (he found one for me ages ago) and thinks im gonna say yes! hahahahaha, oh he makes me laugh.
I had this conversation with my mother today:
Mother – oh mevish this guy’s gonna come and ask for your rishta today. wear something nice.
Me – WHAAAAAAAAAATTTTTT????
Mother – yeah why are you so surprised? you’ve had three rishtay so far anyways
Me – WHAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTT?????
Mother – you didnt know?
Me – noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Mother – oh right well I thought you knew.
Me – Ami! do you even know how old I am? I cant get married yet!! Do they know how old i am??
Mother – Mevish the guys are sort of the same age as you. and you’re so pretty i dont blame them for wanting you.
Me – AMI!!!! I AM NOT PRETTY! wait are they those people who kept asking me all those questions…. OH MY GODDDD!!!!
Mother – Mevish calm down! now go get ready and make sure you look nice.
Me – AMI!!! right thats it. im not gonna look nice. im gonna make sure i look like a tramp.
Mother – Mevish think about our izzat!
Me – aaaaaaaarrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh
Yeah can you believe it?!? My mum sure wants me around at home doesnt she! Right, id better be off then. i gotta make myself “look nice”. ugh i’m dreading it! i dont know whether im gonna tell you what happened or not. maybe not. i think ill keep you in suspense and not tell you. hahaha im evil!
xoxo Bored (well not so bored anymore seeing as whats about to happen)
My brother and his friends Sunday, Jan 25 2009
1 3:11 pm
I am just sooo sick of my brothers. i have two, nbasser and Korrupt (yes people this is what they call themselves online), both older than me and starting to get a little bit tooo overprotective. like once, when nbasser’s friend needed to go to the bathroom, nbasser throws me out of my room saying that his friend needed to go to the toilet. how stupid is that? I WAS IN MY ROOM!!!! THE DOOR WAS CLOSED!!! AND THE BATHROOM WAS NOWHERE NEAR MY ROOM!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARRRGGGHGHHH!!!!
right so today i was in my room and dowstairs i heard this really weird whining sound. went something like this: aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiooooooooooo. I got really scared and went to my mum and asked her “what the hell was that”. and you know what she said? she said it was nbasser and his friends laughing. warra idiot! Yeah so that went on for like four hours and i decided that i needed to go to the toilet. so i come out of my room and walk towards the toilet but then see that it is locked. my other FRICKIN’ brother is in there? i enquire about how long he has been in there and the reply i get is 45 minutes. and then i detect a really weird smell coming from the direction of the bathroom.
So can anyone guess the haalat that i am in at that time. i am inbetween the “laughing” that nbasser is doing and the STINK from the bathroom.
just another day at my house.
Falakk and the violent neighbours Saturday, Jan 24 2009
1 7:13 pm
salaamz
i shall dedicate some of this post to my beautiful and CURVY boyfriend falakk.
I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!
Not only have you been the best friend i have ever had but you have introduced me to google reader. I will never forget this ehsaan that you have given to me.
I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!
…………
I was cleaning my room today and heard this scream coming from outside. i looked out of the window and saw that at my mum’s best friend’s house, 4 people, one holding a stick, trying to open the door whilst the people inside were trying to close it. it was soooo scary at the time but when the best friend came to tell us this is what happened(im gonna translate some of it in english):
Mum – eh pairiyeh kay oiyay?
BF – aaah hay! you know that dog of a sister that i have? yeah she came to my house opened the door and threw herself at my hubby! she was scratching him and telling him to come outside where her hubby and son and son-in-law were waiting to beat him up.
Mum(being a drama queen) – aaahhh Allah kair karay. unaan nu mout avay.
BF – yeah. well my hubby slapped her right hard and she fell down. my daughter was the one who was screaming even though she was upstairs. so me, my hubby and my son grabbed my sister and threw her out of the house but her fot got caught in the door. so they were trying to push the door open to free the foot and we were trying to push the door closed to keep them out.
Mum(louder than necessary) – hahahahahahahahah
BF – yeah. my sis was screaming EH DALALIYAY MY FOOT IS STUCK! and i just kept on pushing even harder! hahahahaha
and then they just kept on gossiping about how much of an idiotic family they are and whatnot.
right then i will see you later. BYEEE
xoxo Bored
The photo album and tennis Thursday, Jan 22 2009
1 6:24 pm
Salaamz
I bring news from the weird and wonderful!
The comeback queen and me made a decision months ago to show each other our family photot albums. Anyways today i brought myn in. Seeing as me and CQ did not have much time to see it together, we decided to do it at lunch. however in between i had a study period with Salz, Nuriya and ORC, all of whom wanted to see the album. So i took it out and gave it ORC who was sitting next to me. However Salz and Nuriyah snatched it off us and looked at it themselves. they were laughing at all of my baby pictures and my “gay” uncles.
And then miss PE threw us out and we had to go into another class. then ORC looked at it and i accidentally blurted out that my HE WHO MUST NOT BE NAMED’s picture was in the photo album. They fell into fits of hysteria and begged me to show them which picture was of him. i said “No you’d laugh” and they said “yes we would but show us anyway”. i refused.
Then when ORC was finished with it i went to the page where HE was and told her to stay quiet and showed her. she fell into a state of shock.
Then (for reasons i cant be bothered to type) salz saw and also fell into a state of shock. Once they came out of this state of shock they ended up laughing all through the study period and beyond that. Nuriyah was the only one left and said in an innocent face “i wont laugh”. with that we all fell into fits of laughter because Nuriyah laughs at everything.I am embarrassed because they think my HE WHO MUST NOT ME NAMED is ugly. He’s NOT!! he’s changed!
Tennis happens to be my best sport and i love it as if it were my own child. The one bad thing about tennis is the fact that it was the reason i became the dreaded sports prefect. my reaction was “SPORTS PREFECT???? SPORTS?????SPORTS???????” haha. anyways i played and ended up with the huge consequence of having a pained arm. still have. don’t know how im typing. Miss maths said something about this coach looking for people under 18 to coach and play real tennis games. REAL TENNIS GAMES!!! how COOL is that??!! i really wanted to do it but i just never said anything. dont ask me why.
xoxo Bored
Photogenic friends Wednesday, Jan 21 2009
1 7:03 pm
Salaamz
I made the big mistake of telling outcast that i have a photo of her. However i didnt know that she would make such a big deal out of it. I am a best friend of hers! Shouldnt i own at least ONE photo of her. i mean we may not even see each other after school is finished! I can understand that some people may not like how they look in a photo but outcast does not have much of an excuse. She is gorgeous and skinny and completely photogenic just like falakk and IOM who also object to giving photos.
IOM has a picture of me and i dont mind her having it no matter how ugly i may look in it.
oh and outcast made me PROMISE that i would give her the original copy and not photocopy it and she said she would never speak to me again if i didnt. i was torn and had to promise. but then we both forgot and when we were talking on the phone today we remembered and she put the phone down on me because i was saying that i wanted the picture.
this has made me really sad and i am currently eating jaffa cakes as comfort food becasue there is not chocolate in the kitchen. Give me advice people. cheer me up.
wasalam
The pulling of the cheek Tuesday, Jan 20 2009
1 6:06 pm
I am going to dedicate a post on cheek pulling.
the pulling of the cheek isn’t that bad because it makes you feel loved and cute. but then it depends on the person and the way that they are pulling your cheek.
Lets use outcastrebelchic herself as an example. she pulls my cheek sooo hard that i sometimes fear that it may fall off. and then when i tell her to do it softly, she says ok and and starts doing it softly but then ends up doing it even harder than before.
but IOM however does it so nice and soft and i just love it when she pulls my cheek.
this is how i feel when my cheek gets pulled really badly. except i dont have that black cross thingy on my head.
so miss outcast. i hope you learnt something. this is a lesson for life my friend.
The pregnant bride Monday, Jan 19 2009
Uncategorized 6:57 pm
i have decided that i want to be pregnant when i get married. Not only will i have that pregnant woman glow but i can look like this:
wait that’s not possible is it. coz i’ll need to get pregnant first. so ill just have to wear it on my walima. 7 months later. now all i need to do is persuade my parents…
