Thursday, April 22, 2004



i dont know why im doing this. starting a blog, i mean. maybe its because ive been reading am's and dod's blog for a while and i just think it s fascinating how fascinated a person can get just by reading another persons innermost thoughts. so here i am in my plight to be..umm..fascinating? hah! i wish i was that lucky!

ive been writing journals since i was in school, and i have never dreamed of letting another person read it. but u know, what the heck, you only live once and if u have something to say, might as well say it out loud so the whole world can hear (or read, rather) it, rite? i dont care what ppl think anyway, so why not rite?

so, what have i been doing for the last 24 hours..oh yeah, i got broke. yup, decided to buy that blue pinstripe pants after all and at the end of the day im left with $0.10 in my pocket. i always feel depressed when im out of money but as i get home, i just look around (thats all it takes) and then slap myself squarely in the face - im not unlucky and i should never feel lousy when im out of money! i have a nice home with family in it, decent clothes, food to eat, lots of friends, EVERYTHING! i cant imagine not having what i have now, like those ppl living in kosovo or palestine or some place like that. i am blessed and i am thankful to Allah for that.

then at night i had to call pn. jashpal (my current boss). but her daughter picked up the phone. i think she must be about 5 or 6 years old. then something dawned on me - i have never imagined lecturers to have lives. i mean REAL LIVES - with children and all. i always see them like i see them - in class and professional. just hearing how cute pn jashpal's daughter talked to me made me see lecturers in a whole different perspective. i wonder why i never see them like that before.. (ure a blurcase, thats why, anis!)

had a nice chat with rahimi and my 2nd cousin jaja today. u know what? ive always been scared to talk to ppl. i must admit that sometimes when ppl i know are around, i kinda avoid talking to them, unless if im really comfortable with them, like my closest friends and my mum. i dunno why. my siblings are like that too. shy perhaps? but my parents are nothing like that. so it isnt the way they taught us siblings.. what is it then? weird..

well, i say this has been a nice way to start. i'll try to be more interesting the next time (i wish!).

Thursday, April 22, 2004



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