23 hours ago
Hey people,
It's the end of my first week and my new school- Aminiya..And so far, I like my teachers -T.T teacher and Dhiv teacher strictly excluded since they came to my hate list at the1st day itself- and I have got loadsa homework..And really surprisingly I love History and Geography! (Wonders never cease!) That is why I'm planning to join SEAS.
And..I wish myself all the success and hope I'll pass all the subjects...A girl can hope, right?..:D
See ya, bloggers!
P.S. 17th of January is my younger brothers b' day...He's going to be 10 years In 2010..(yeah yeah..i know its cool) So a very happy birthday to him..
Hey guys...long time no post, huh?
But now I am back...And with something weird, too..
You see people..
Late last night, there I was trying hard to go to sleep but unsuccessful in doing so...My mind kept wandering in to weird stuff like winter and summer (That's because it was very hot last night despite the fact that it rained)..
Then I wondered..how life would be if it snowed in Maldives..Hmmm, I had thought...
It'll be reaalllyyy cold -and I love cold weather, by the way- cold enough to freeze the water...
AND THEN IT HIT ME, PEOPLE!!
If the water freezes, so would the oceans!! And I can skate along the 'frozen waters' to any island!!
Then when I woke up in the morning, I laughed at my stupid thoughts...(I knew it was stupid because oceans never freeze)..then I thought of sharing it here.
...and bada-bing bada-boom! Here I am!
Friday the 13th occurs when the thirteenth day of a month falls on Friday, which superstition holds to be a day of good or bad luck. In the Gregorian Calendar, this day occurs at least once, but at most three times a year. Any month's 13th day will fall on a Friday if the month starts on a Sunday. In 2009 this applies to the months of February, March and November.
The fear of Friday the 13th is called paraskevidekatriaphobia, a word derived from the concatenation of the Greek words Paraskeví (Παρασκευή) (meaning Friday), and dekatreís (δεκατρείς) (meaning thirteen), attached to phobía (φοβία) (meaning fear).
So, let's see what kind of luck this Friday the Thirteenth bring to us!
She had no idea where she was going...She kept walking along the beach...The ocean had never looked bleaker.It was a heavy, shining sliver colour - like the mercury in a thermometer. The day, which had started out so bright, had turned overcast, and it got darker and darker as she walked on the beach.
And walked. She walked aimlessly. She walked wanting to be alone. The sky was dark grey. The ocean stretched out endlessly beneath it, even darker. Looking at it, she felt a strange and terrible fascination. If she just started walking towards it and kept on going...
Stop that! She thought savagely. Get hold of your self.
But it would be so easy... Yes, and then she'd be really alone. Alone forever. Alone as she desired.. Solitude suddenly sounded like a beautiful word to her. A word behind which is a meaning far beyond isolation.
No! She can't do that. She thought.
But if she just ventured a few more steps, she could be where she desired. Where she belonged.
Shivering violently, she wrenched her self away from the whispering grey waters. Her feet were numb.
Then she wondered. Life or death? But which is which?
And walked. She walked aimlessly. She walked wanting to be alone. The sky was dark grey. The ocean stretched out endlessly beneath it, even darker. Looking at it, she felt a strange and terrible fascination. If she just started walking towards it and kept on going...
Stop that! She thought savagely. Get hold of your self.
But it would be so easy... Yes, and then she'd be really alone. Alone forever. Alone as she desired.. Solitude suddenly sounded like a beautiful word to her. A word behind which is a meaning far beyond isolation.
No! She can't do that. She thought.
But if she just ventured a few more steps, she could be where she desired. Where she belonged.
Shivering violently, she wrenched her self away from the whispering grey waters. Her feet were numb.
Then she wondered. Life or death? But which is which?
Hey people...
Today (November 3rd) is my cousin Raaif's birthday..And tomorrow is blue's birthday..So I thought of wishing both of them a very happy birthday..Happy birthday guys!!
PS..I miss you Raif...
PPS.Happy Victory Day to all!
Unlike the last poem, I did not write this one myself but I don't know who wrote it either...I found this from the internet and it was so inspiring and so true..So i thought of sharing it with everyone..so here goes..
To be apart of a family like mine
is so divine
where love is shown
hurt is shared
our love for each other is never impaired
we talk
we laugh
we cry
but we are a family
and we do it all together
for as a family
we do it all as one
you hurt one
you hurt all
and as a family unit
we will all stand tall
for we are family
a family full of strength
a family full of love
a family no one can touch
that's why I love my family so much.
is so divine
where love is shown
hurt is shared
our love for each other is never impaired
we talk
we laugh
we cry
but we are a family
and we do it all together
for as a family
we do it all as one
you hurt one
you hurt all
and as a family unit
we will all stand tall
for we are family
a family full of strength
a family full of love
a family no one can touch
that's why I love my family so much.
P.S. I dedicate this to my family....
Last night I went up to my WonderLand,
where there were many things to see.
I saw a bird with golden wings,
High up in a golden tree.
There were many golden apples and leaves.
That grew in the same golden tree.
"Oh, what a beautiful place," I said,
And then the golden tree gleamed in its nightly aura.
Then there was this wondrous garden,
where giant flowers grew.
Each had three different colors;
Yellow and purple and blue.
I saw a great big sparkling pond,
And watched the goldfish there.
Some could talk sing and dance,
And some could fly in the air.
I wandered into a dark green forest,
where leaves talked with each other.
I also saw a great big lion,
Having tea with a handsome bear!
I walked on and on through my WonderLand,
until the whole scene took a dream-like quality.
And then I suddenly opened my eyes,
And realized that I was in bed.
where there were many things to see.
I saw a bird with golden wings,
High up in a golden tree.
There were many golden apples and leaves.
That grew in the same golden tree.
"Oh, what a beautiful place," I said,
And then the golden tree gleamed in its nightly aura.
Then there was this wondrous garden,
where giant flowers grew.
Each had three different colors;
Yellow and purple and blue.
I saw a great big sparkling pond,
And watched the goldfish there.
Some could talk sing and dance,
And some could fly in the air.
I wandered into a dark green forest,
where leaves talked with each other.
I also saw a great big lion,
Having tea with a handsome bear!
I walked on and on through my WonderLand,
until the whole scene took a dream-like quality.
And then I suddenly opened my eyes,
And realized that I was in bed.
