tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78088056156937828532024-03-14T07:42:11.725+00:00A Luna LabyrinthA whim we write,
In desperation we divulge. Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-82027534968647975852014-09-11T19:32:00.000+01:002014-09-11T19:32:41.118+01:00Farewell My Almost Blogger...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I come across a few blogs, personal networks etc etc where the respective creators had dubbed their previous entries as "the old me".<br />
I don't know if I am a 'new' me and if the 'old' me has packed up and left.<br />
But suffice it to say that I also felt the need for a change in scenery, or dashboard as the case may be here.<br />
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I cannot help grimacing over the second last entry I posted. I don't even doubt that even you, dear reader, would disagree with me when I say it felt like the starting of promotional networking. But I am no star, I am no celebrity and I am no world renowned scholar. I am me.<br />
And this 'me' has decided to make a new blog.<br />
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Also it has truly been A LONGGG TIME since I deactivated many of my previous networking sites. Instagram being the one I tend to visit, as often as one would go oil an old garden fence.<br />
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The blog is on Wordpress <i><span style="font-size: x-large;">gasp</span></i> W<i>hat sacrilegious behaviour is this!? </i>You say.<br />
But many a Luna cycles have passed since this faithful wordboard was initiated and WordPress just felt like the right way to go.<br />
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Now... Lets be honest here, I was a truly terrible example of a punctual blogger.<br />
I hope I fare better of over in the land of WordPress. Most likely not.<br />
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I do not have the heart to delete these entries, so I won't.<br />
And if I post again on here, know that of course one is allowed to sit upon a childhood swing set. Watch the vista of the past with all the tarnishes of the present. I hope no skyscrapers block me from you, dear <i>old me</i>.<br />
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<i>Peace </i></div>
Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-11588144648952719302013-10-07T10:51:00.001+01:002013-10-07T10:51:38.075+01:00Thought of the Monday <p dir=ltr>YA is to books, what pop is to music. </p>
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Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-63115846516274639642013-10-03T21:26:00.002+01:002013-10-03T21:26:26.195+01:00Revamped and Re Awoken Around The Web :)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hoping I don't over do it, yet it does need doing, seeing the last post its been a year (and coming to a close of this one to boot).</span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I've become all sorts of "InstaCrazy" so if you feel like check out my Instagram</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #38761d;"> <a href="http://www.instagram.com/bh374" target="_blank">here</a></span><span style="color: #990000;"> (and make sure to follow while your there! :-) )</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #990000;">Then there's my Twitter which I cant seem to shake off, no matter my mood. So for that I'm over </span><a href="http://www.twitter.com/bh374" target="_blank"><span style="color: #38761d;">here</span></a><span style="color: #990000;"> (need I explain what must be done once you're there?? ;D )</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #990000;">And finally being most important is my GoodReads account over </span><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/bh374" target="_blank"><span style="color: #38761d;">here.</span></a></span></div>
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Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-16126469530463347892012-07-24T14:00:00.000+01:002012-07-24T14:00:09.426+01:00Return of the book<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #20124d;">Yup the first time I picked up a book since I came back, and I landed full throttle into the land of Eli Monpress; Wizard and Thief. </span><br />
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<i>The Legend Of Eli Monpress</i> by <a href="http://www.rachelaaron.net/">Rachel Aaron</a><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Simply waiting for the final (and fifth) in the series now: </span><span style="color: #274e13;">The Spirits End</span><br />
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Prayed durood in a circle around this. May Allaah make even the smallest deeds a means of success. <br />
I didn't realise how people can neglect even the smallest thing.<br />
Allaah is the most Merciful most Forgiving<br />
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x Peace <br />
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Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-5255441685173847362011-11-10T09:54:00.000+00:002011-11-10T09:54:47.800+00:00Agenda<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">When theirs really not much on the agenda all you can really hope to do is ask for what you may eventually regret and thus attain that which is expandable (for surely only if you have worked for something will you achieve success) or you may settle. stay. sigh. stillness. but know that commonly it is DEAD fish that go with the flow.<br />
When you are presented with a house<br />
You unlock the door Not smash a window.<br />
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Good Luck<br />
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Procrastination<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Its something we do a lot,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Realise: I hate generalising....but</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >its true....be it in arrogance,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" > stubbornness, self-righteousness, or simply not-in-the-mood</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >we procrastinate.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Why?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >To be honest I have not a doctored answer</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >not someone with a pHd in psychology or </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >similar social science fields</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >but I do know myself </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >and I claim to know the humans around me,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" > obviously not to the mediocre level</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" > ....but then who but the One does?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Not even ourselves, we can't even diagnose our own feelings</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" > much less our own pain</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >so what gives us the UN-urge?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >The need to not be needed,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" > or the want to not want</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" > perhaps even the prevention of sudden possibilities</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Is it the innate wonders for self-preservation?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" > Maybe, perhaps.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >These words procrastinate. I feel it</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" > I see it. And to God I will never truly understand it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Inadvisable. Disguises. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" > ....Imprudent?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Certainly Detrimental.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Good Luck for the Summer to come x</span></div>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-75088749235700237962010-08-25T16:30:00.003+01:002010-08-25T16:38:35.395+01:00Books&SpectaclesOK just had the LONGEST optician's appointment, over an hour. With my cousin who i think will expire from boredom....LOL<br />Anyways on the library Internet so i have to be quick, stingy minutes man. :)<br />Guess what today's Big Thing is?<br /> the Release of Mockingjay by Suzanne collins, its the last book in the Hunger games trilogy.<br />for some reason i'm not as hyped to read it as I was for the previous installment but I still do want to read it.<br />Thers just something very comforting about closure. Aside for the obvious... :)<br />I picked new glasses today as well, i had the intention of getting so different Orange ones, those that know me, know that its one of my favorite colours....<br />but i ended up with rather odd, yet comfortable red and marbled cream effect rectangles. Its nice though and slightly discreet, just what i wanted.<br /> That's all i can write for now, have like 4 Min's left and i need to finish this Maximum Ride fanfic I've just started.<br />Peace x<br />SammySalmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-38684559728852627682010-08-23T16:00:00.003+01:002010-08-23T16:08:02.223+01:00Holidays, Results and the Glass of fizzy pop<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/THKOsX8JzBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/7E6bI8jwLHM/s1600/2483778505_8790041046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508622187219242002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/THKOsX8JzBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/7E6bI8jwLHM/s320/2483778505_8790041046.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p><span style="color:#330033;">Hey Bloggers! Or browsers, don’t really care whichever...</span></p><br /><p><br /><span style="color:#330033;">It’s just been AGES since I updated…well duh, seeing as I have no access to blogging in JAK but anyways I’ve missed it.<br />Home for summer break (and of course Ramadan), loads of family at home so that’s good.<br />Heck it can be nauseatingly LOUD but remember I haven’t seen half of them for a year so I’m savouring it. Got whole other year coming up, Can’t Wait!<br />Love being at home, the homey food, Library, no curfew, no bed-check, no packed out schedule, my family here and not to mention my mobile! Internet! And BOOKS!!!!! Time to just indulge and READ!!!!<br />Love it, but we all have to head back to reality and for that I don’t mind going back, I like knowing I’m utilising the time I’ve been given and getting knowledge that I know is Invaluable. I just wish I had appreciated last year as much as I should have Time just Flies!!!!<br /></span></p><br /><p><span style="color:#330033;">We all have those moment somewhere in our lives were we get smacked in the face by Reality. Or maybe it’s like a glass of fizzy pop splashed upon your head….or more like the glass going TWACK! upon my head and shattering the hopes that live there.</span></p><br /><p><br /><span style="color:#330033;">The reason I suppose for so much comparison is that I’m referring to my JAK end-of-year results and my AS results, both events had there unique Bashing (so to say).</span></p><br /><p><br /><span style="color:#330033;">Let me just say JAK results brought my studies into perspective ( hope its long-lived) and the AS results made me feel like I’d just been dumped…or maybe like I’m spinning on one of those play-ground spinning thing (you know what I mean)…not only is nauseating and dizzying but leaving you with a view of the world spinning, your feet no longer planted on the ground, your eyes only wanting to shut, block out the view, block out what can’t be deciphered. You’re in a Limbo and you don’t feel like getting into grips with reality again, you don’t want to….but SMASH goes that glass of fizzy pop and reality HITS, you know you Have to do something about your life, its not enough to want to become better or changer you life, you have to actually go DO it.</span></p><br /><p><br /><span style="color:#330033;"><em>*breathe, breathe*</em> lol so that’s just the glazing of the ice-burg. God I’m a mess of blocked up intention, emotion and desires. Those targets I’ve set myself, yet can’t bring into focus, like I can’t find my internal binoculars. That tension up in my brain that can’t be resting because I don’t want to take it out, only for it to unravel into all the problems I fear. Call me coward but its true that saying ‘Ignorance is bliss’.</span></p><br /><p><br /><span style="color:#330033;">Actually another comes in mind, one more appropriate: “Denial is the most effective coping mechanism”, like my brain just doesn’t want to go there, and my minds just keep putting off the inevitable. Oh well we all have a way to channel our distress in other field like for me major cleaning/organising. I’d say reading but that’s more like ignoring the problem not channelling it.<br /><br />Now that really is enough for today,<br />Peace<br />Sammy x</span></p>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-8202348718509310302010-02-01T11:14:00.006+00:002010-02-01T11:57:45.784+00:00Im Back!!!!<span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" >So I'm back for a week! I love holidays and i plan to just be lazy, shop and use the net... It feels weird though cause at JAK we use all are time real constructively, like; wake up, <span style="font-style: italic;">Fajr</span>, breakfast, dars, lunch, <span style="font-style: italic;">Zuhr</span>, 6-Form, motala (homework session), dinner, kidmat,<span style="font-style: italic;"> Esha </span>then 10:30 bed-chek thats the scedual from Mon to Fri. And i love it because you start to utilise all your time wisely and learn to make time aswell. Plus that jolt of responsibility and Independence is a eye-opener.
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" >All that said, I'm looking forward to this week of uselessness.
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<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" >Home:</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" > Be with my mum as much a possible <3</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" > And eat as much home food as possible!</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" >
<br />Town:</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" > Badly want a camera (miss my old one SO much!), so that </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" >inshallah </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" >will be the first thing i spend my untouched EMA on... =)</span>
<br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" >Mates</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" >: Hang out with Sarah&Saj (a.k.a. Sooki&Cookie) Miss them guys too much <3
<br /> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" >Misc: </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" >Read, Read and Facebook! loool</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" >But the thing 'bout being in JAK you learn the reality of life but you forget the reality of the living. And for that i thank God for the fact its only 2 year because as much as i love JAK, i really do. Love it that it. I don't want to become so veiled that i am no longer able to relate to my source, my family, my mates and most of all the world. That being said i want to enjoy the 2 years as much as i can, to squeeze out all that i can and hope to come out a better person for I've been told again and again (including my past school-self) that time flies. Like my brother wrote in his letter to me<span style="font-style: italic;"> 'time waits for no one'</span> and he should know he spent 11 years studying and now he's graduated and life still goes on...</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" >....on a trivial note-for i have so much tension within me my hands are shaking Really badly, i hope it's from the cold but it usually happens when I'm really uneasy, my mind won't stop churning- I would like to say its nice being back! I love home and my family, no matter what were going though now we have faith and I pray so much we'll get though everything as better. more worthy people Ameen.
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<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" >Well that didn't come out to trivial but I'll try next time.</span>
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<br /></span>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-8442772532205366842009-08-30T18:26:00.007+01:002009-08-30T18:46:44.899+01:00Cathing Fire Chapters 1&2 [!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]<div align="left"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/Spq4-_HFaUI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kXzWRGxvjRE/s1600-h/CatchingFire02-718973.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375812497452656962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/Spq4-_HFaUI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kXzWRGxvjRE/s320/CatchingFire02-718973.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Damn right sparks will fly!<br /></span></em><br /><br /><div align="center">OMG! OMG!!! OMGGGG!!!!!<br />Guess what i stumbled upon on the web today??? OK who cares im just gonna shout it out to the WORLD!!! .....well type it out to any bloggers who read this (in the WORLDDD) :DD</div><br />Anyways back to insanity:<br /><br />The <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">FIRST 2 CHAPTERS</span></strong> of <em>Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins</em> which happens to be the sequel of <em>The Hunger Games</em>.<br /><br />And yeah baby I'm just ruining it for myself but seeing as i stumbled upon the 2nd chapter first a read it, its only justifiable if i read the 1st one too, right?<br /><br /><em>'Yes right Sammy, of course you make sense!'</em> replies the voice in my head. loool I'm such a freak...anyways here is the link to anyone who wants to ruin it for themselves. But take pleasure in the fact that in the US its coming out on September 1st and here in the UK on September 7th.... so its really not that long.... :)<br /><br />CHAPTER 1: <a href="http://www.scholastic.com/thehungergames/media/CatchingFireChapter1.html">http://www.scholastic.com/thehungergames/media/CatchingFireChapter1.html</a><br /><br />CHAPTER 2: <a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=112216387&ft=1&f=1008">http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=112216387&ft=1&f=1008</a><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375812707113716850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/Spq5LMKLTHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/hJJ8eWwGHwQ/s320/51R3aBHAr7L__SS500_.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-4421305945606227632009-08-30T08:54:00.011+01:002009-08-30T10:59:50.873+01:00Games...GCSE's....Gifts and g'Thanks! =)<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/SppJlLzFqUI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QWE1BxEoA3Y/s1600-h/draug.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375690008391166274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/SppJlLzFqUI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QWE1BxEoA3Y/s400/draug.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#330000;">Whhhhaaaaoooooooowwwwww THREEE FOLLOWERS I'm feeling kinda self conscious now loool jokes (welll kinda.... :D) but im still gonna write the usual rubbish i write i find it not only fun and rather therapeutic but also -after looking over a published entry- feel a sense of inner satisfaction ...and maybe even pride if the post has brought out a creative part of me :)</span><br /><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330000;">So anyways <em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Thanks!</span></strong></em> to my followers I'll try not to waste your time! But if i do, what does one <em>typically</em> expect of a 16 year old girl?? :D [....but 17 in 2 months and 4 days, no I'm not counting but i did for this entry :D i just didn't wnt to write '2 and a bit' cause it's 4 DAYS!!! :)) </span></p><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330000;">So I finally got hold of substantial, good lasting Internet connection cause as its Ramadan the modems been turned off, my mums SO right everyone practically hugs the net lol I'm so glad I've got this laptop. However the effect of no Internet are really cool because now instead of hugging the comp or the ps3...or the psp...or the tv... or the dvds (lmao...) we all sit together playing boardgames and <em>UNO</em> and my personal fave: <em>Finger on the Trigger</em>. Which is Absolutely GREAT and totally random when playing with my eldest brother, i don't think he knows what fair game is. Oh! speaking of my big bro i ALMOST (and i say Almost because it was a draw...barely) thrashed him in <em>Draughts</em> and i had a long standing winning steak of Connect 4 Woooohooo i just love winning. And trust me when you have 6 (might i add Elder?) Brothers you learn to be ruthless *evil smile* looool</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#330000;">Not that im evil! *smirk* lol after all if 6 bros have that influence on me then my 5 sisters should equal it out.... kinda looool talking bout my sisters ALL 6 OFF US are together at home for the first time in ages!!! OK maybe not ages (since I certainly haven't lived through much...) but a Long time. And the best thing is its just so nice to talk none stop rubbish with them and staying up late attempting Sudoku but truly just trying to annoy everyone but Hey! You can be the youngest child of 12 and NOT have the irresistible urge to ANNOY looool</span><br /><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#330000;">Oh i cant believe i forgot! My GCSE results. Which where by no standard the highest marks but seeing as i was totally p****** at most of the faculty by the end of my Year 11 and i just plain out couldn't be bothered to put my 2 cents worth in; the results where pretty good. I got *Eyes Wide* a A in <em>English</em>, 5 B's in <em>Maths</em> (SMILE!!), <em>Science</em> (double award so x2), <em>Eng Lit </em>and <em>Textiles</em> (Wtf??? loll at least Ab's is happy). The 2 C's in <em>Urdu</em> and <em>RS</em> and finally <em>History</em> were i got a D. loool i can just imagine what my history teacher would say to me if i met her again... :S </span><br /><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330000;">So i know, not the most sparkling results considering my cousin got FOUR A*'s, 3 A's and a B and C. Which BTW she almost cried over LMAO! just imagine she had got a D in history :p [<em>Coookieeeee</em>: if your reading this i hope you comment ;) and p.s. i Love you 2! :D )</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#330000;">Oh and then theres my other cousin (aka <em>Soookie</em>) who got 2 A*'s, 6 A's and a B. But the honest truth is - and i do mean in REAL true honesty- I'm not put out by my grades if i had got better yes it would have bee a great thing to brag about LMAO but I'm satisfied. Which is what IMO truly counts. Conformity of no grade, no statistic and no stereotype can make one feel as satisfied as conforming to ones own decisions. and taking apt responsibility. Hey! I'm not saying dont't get excellent results and don't revise i'm implying (in my own weird way) that to me if you don't enjoy it I see no reason to do it. Just like I REALLLY enjoyed revising for Maths i would actually sit for 4-5 continuous hours in the same position going over maths exam question and didn't get bord once! (only leg cramps) ...because it's something i personally wanted to do.</span><br /><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330000;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330000;">And anyone who knows me knows i'm not one to study, not only was i not a fan of school (unless you read or watch fiction where it actually looks pretty cool) but i just don't like rules unless i see a honest to god justification behind them. I also have a thing with authority add that to my Stubborn <em>GENE TRAIT!!!</em> =] and you have a recipe for.... welll I'm not sure but not good lool</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330000;">Great thing was my sisters got me the latest </span><a href="http://www.juliaquinn.com/books/london.php"><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><strong>Julia Quinn: What Happens In London</strong></em> </span></span></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#330000;">(which btw is a Great read!) and a bra set in my old school colors ( *shudder* not cool guys but Thanks all the same!) for my results.</span><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#330000;">For those who should be starting school round about now Good luck!</span><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330000;"><em>xox Sammy</em></span></p></div>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-27361781883664184452009-08-19T11:11:00.007+01:002009-08-30T11:02:15.897+01:00The silent before the storm<span style="color:#003333;"><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Wooohooo!!!! My FIRST Ever </span><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:trebuchet ms;" >Follower</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > on Blogger.....lol I'm grinning like an idiot but I'm allowed :D</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I just hope to god Blogspot doesn't become like Twitter (why do i even try to do that??) trust me when i say that its just another spamming network, all that happens (if you don't have secure account) if a crowd of women, with *uh um* pornographically profile pix looking to hook up.... simply put: </span><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:trebuchet ms;" >Ewwwww</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > :S Then next you get the advertising which is as annoying as my P pains which allow me to (again) say </span><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:trebuchet ms;" >Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhggggggggggggggggggg....... </span><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Now that was nice.</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Now back to life, yes dull but soon to be CRAZY, cause for anyone who's read previous entry's on the hectic areas of my life, that along with the title would CLEARLY indicate that yes, my family's coming</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >*tun-tun-ta-taa* loool i think that was more of a funeral march. But I'm So excited Three sisters are coming and that means five kids and 1 little sweet angel (A) =) apparently N & K have been preparing a trip somewhere for us all to go this Thursday its probably a theme park seeing as i cant imagine taking the kids to the museum....well I can imagine my self taking them -one day in my big black sexy Range Rover......... OK time to wake up now- but not with a whole entourage of people.</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >A cliche subject the weather. But seeing as this is England not known for its sunny, hot days and reliable summer I have to comment... Today if positively B-E-A-utiful! I woke up today nice an early, my hair wasn't playing up, i hadn't left my mp3 on all night and the sun was simply smiling down on me LooooL Cliched, i know but we have to admit cliche's are cliched because they're used so much and why may i ask are they used so much?? Because they have the charm of being the first of their kind and the underestimated beauty of the old.</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Now its time to go town, cause knowin the weather it'll probably start raining when i leave the house.... but i think not.</span> :D<br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:trebuchet ms;" >xox Sammy</span></span>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-45080119877404508782009-08-18T16:33:00.003+01:002009-08-18T16:37:29.135+01:00Hi! hi...hi...hi... LmaoHi! =DD<object width="340" height="285"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6zM30kU_LH0&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6zM30kU_LH0&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"></embed></object>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-41831531088094818942009-08-18T13:51:00.006+01:002009-08-18T14:23:24.192+01:00The Lady Ungraced<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/SoqrFvwvMPI/AAAAAAAAAOg/VA3i6PgRZEk/s1600-h/Dan+Seagrave+%28Fall+From+Grace%29.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/SoqrFvwvMPI/AAAAAAAAAOg/VA3i6PgRZEk/s400/Dan+Seagrave+%28Fall+From+Grace%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371293620801319154" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I little poem that came to me today. Its derived from various influences of the past few months...School, Summer Hols, Current Events and Entertainment:<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >It's a musty smell and </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >it's protuberant its here,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >It's a dominant siren</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >its loud and its clear.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Its when the mother calls</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >your advice is all i hear,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >when the teacher shouts my</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >opinion is all i perceive</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >and finally when i read your </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >words its the ink and </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >pulp i admire.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >This is me the arrogant pup,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >the lady who's passed the</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >ladies rut.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I'm demeaning, I'm</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >conniving yet that's what</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >they all love.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Why live in chastity when</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >vivacious is all the rage?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Why listen to the Parliament</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >when Vogue is much more </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >appreciated...yet both</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >disguise there faults</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >...tremendous faults.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > xox The Lady Ungraced</span><br /><br />x Sammy<br /><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;" >Image: </span><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;" ><span id="btAsinTitle" style="">Dan Seagrave (Fall From Grace)</span></span>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-74841293247456289802009-08-16T12:07:00.006+01:002009-08-16T12:41:39.918+01:00The Banner: Inactive USIM :'(<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/SofvLNbNFzI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ZTDsDdmL2Bo/s1600-h/k770i234.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/SofvLNbNFzI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ZTDsDdmL2Bo/s400/k770i234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370524056523970354" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >My beautiful, faithful and great truffle brown k770i</span><br /><br /><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">The day has arrived! The day when all things as i know have been perpetually altered. The day when I can say (In that melodramatic movie melody): </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo<br />oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo........................................................................</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><br /><br />The day is.... The day my mobile contract ended. =)</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Actually theres no need to smile, but after that ridiculous introduction you can't help but smirk at my lunacy, right? LOL</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Anyways that simple fact....actually its in NO WAY simple!!!!..... of the matter is that my mobile contract has ended. The top of the well viewed screen reads: </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Inactive USIM.</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><br /><br />Yes, my non-existent blog readers, I'm am officially mobile-less....or rather contract-less cause like hell I wont be using this mobile for its superb -and well used- camera, after all its </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">SonyEricsson </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">the makers of the best Mobile Camera's =]</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Oh and your probably thinking the most obvious: Why didn't she just upgrade the contract? And trust their (the Indian people behind the 3 service number) contract coerces Where appealing but seeing as I'm going of to boarding school soon, theres no point in re-newing it.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Oh well, I'm just gonna have to order a Sim and go pay-as-you-go for the next month and a half.</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><br /><br />Take care x Sammy</span>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-34673971681528772572009-08-15T22:36:00.008+01:002009-08-15T23:51:21.581+01:00Sugar Rush....or simply Rush<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/Soc6s_zW1gI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mHMLA9CdbWU/s1600-h/DSC02861.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370325625378100738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/Soc6s_zW1gI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mHMLA9CdbWU/s400/DSC02861.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#663333;">A funny day today.... it started good; I woke up early for once (its the holidays!!! :D) Anyways the weird thing was the house was quiet and i mean as in run-into-no-one-and-hear-nothing-Quiet which is Extremely odd as my sister (and hubby) are currently over with their four (LOUD) kids and so is my bro.... so I hop into the kitchen feeling all happy make a cup of tea then go to my room and enjoy it and just for the sake of it i'm callin up Sookie and Cookie to wake them up looool let me tell you THAT was FUUUNNNN after all its 9 o'clock =D</span><br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;">Then ofcousre the house becomes alive apparently evryone was in my mums room talking....how the hell didn't i hear any of that....cause trust my family is anything but quiet, God, i love them all So much <3.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;">One time went to town with S&C and that is amazing we always end up going town 1 hour later....but seeing as i was Mizz-Raise-An-Shine today i (literally) started their day early with the sounds of metal spoon CLANGING on metal saucepans =] God, that was Fuuuuunnnn....sookie got bare pissed *Big Wide Grin Invades My Face* lool.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;">But the weird thing is we went Library (a Must) then WHSmith (which BTW has a Great sale on stationary ATM), popped into The Body Shop and then hit Costa....and then that's all. Yup just went home cant believe i went to like one shop but spent like an hour in Costa reading <em>Lisa Kleypas's Devil In Winter</em> (for the 70th time...this year) and listening to S&C discuss the articles of (God Help Me!) The Evening Telegraph. Not that i have a problem with TET but cum on it's Costa and in their selection of Newspapers is -get this... The Evening Telegraph; The Mirror, The Star; The Nuneaton Telegraph and FINALLY <em>The Times</em>. <strong>ONE</strong> broad sheet in mass of tabloids...what happened to <em>The FT, The Guardian</em> and my personal favourite <em>The Independent??? </em></span><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;">Oh well onto the next stage of my (albeit boring life) day: When my sister went home I spent the time annoying everyone by lounging on the sofa, making weird sounds and singing what ever came to my head...basically celebrating the fact that I'm back to being the youngest in the house =DD </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#663333;">This random post goes to Sookie, Cookie and My family LOVE you all loads and loads and loads</span><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">xoxo Sammy</span> </span></span></div></div>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-29313003008766941602009-08-14T12:07:00.003+01:002009-08-14T12:21:43.390+01:00IM BACK!!!! ...with waffle(s?) :D<span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">You may not understand this post, it may seem a load of waffle but in truth its part soundboard and part therapeutic :D</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"> I haven't frequented this blog in awhile... actually the bare truth is I've shamefully neglected it but I'm going to start updating *fingers crossed* REGULARLY.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"> That is until I'm off to boarding school but even then I'm going to try and make the time. I wonder if we're allowed on the Internet there? Probably not seeing as we're not even allowed mobiles, mp3 or </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">'novels, magazines'</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"> talk bout deprivation... But oh well it was my choice to go and I'm so glad i got accepted...even if i did kinda scare the women who was interviewing me by talking too much </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">*cringe*.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"> But that what happens when I'm nervous but WOOHOOO term starts on </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">October 4th</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> </span>so Again WOOHOOO like FOUR MONTHS holiday and it's just so fun shopping for all my supplies. Can't help it man, it very </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">'retail therapy'</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">...and i can't believ i just said that cause I'm usually the pessimistic one who would give a explanation (plus examples) on how retail therapy if false...which it is but I'm trying to think happy right now so </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">SMILE!!!!!</span></span> =DD<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"> Lool that was so weird.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"> Till my next blog lots of love <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Sammy x</span></span>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-1704397461544688372009-04-22T21:37:00.003+01:002009-04-22T21:49:11.738+01:00Shopping for Leaving Presents<span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;">Last week of Easter hols and I'm trying to buy all the leaving presents seeing as I have 2 weeks left of school then study-leave (which includes WHY too many GCSE exams). I went town today especially because there's market on Wednesdays, and some of those markets are rather exotic with merchandise from around the world; really interesting things. However I didn't even reach the market! I got as far as the shopping centre and that took me ages and the waked thing is I haven't even brought half the things I need to get. I just draw a blank! Why on earth can't my mates have a set interest aside from music and make-up? Its so annoying. O.k. maybe I'm not being fair two like me enjoy photography, art and books but the rest are pretty blanked :@</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"> Bad news I have to go tomorrow as well.... AND I have homework to do now. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="color:#330033;"><span style="font-family:arial;"> ~To the end of school which can't come soon enough.</span> </span>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-4362067646956840412009-03-11T21:10:00.005+00:002009-03-11T21:41:45.709+00:00Hectic As Can Be...or am I saying that too early?<span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">God it really has been a <span style="font-style: italic;">long</span>, LONG time since I last blogged. You see I just read back a cupola entry's and theirs me going on about <span style="font-style: italic;">Khansa</span> giving birth to <span style="font-style: italic;">Maariya </span>(who is absolutely <span style="font-style: italic;">gorgeous</span> BTW)<span style="font-style: italic;">.</span> While now its been so long (or its probably my insanely large family) that I have another niece and another nephew...<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Crap</span><span style="font-size:130%;">.</span> LOLz its all I can say. Actually I can say that its great and it is, its fun but hectic especially at times like this, where I've got my bloody GCSE's and my brothers getting married in a months time. Exactly a month, now I come to think of it, its the 11th and his weddings on <span style="font-style: italic;">April 11th</span>. F*** this is just to fast. Now not only do I have the 14th niece or nephew (Yes, another on the way...thankfully it's due around October...) but I'm also gonna have another sister-in-law. And I haven't even brought any shoes!!!! For the big day I mean. I love what I'm gonna wear though <span style="font-style: italic;">(IA)</span>. Its getting made but its long, maroon and gold with an empire waste. That's for the Walima (the second day). On the wedding day I'm wearing Silver....and <span style="font-style: italic;">crap!</span> I still need to go get a bag for it!<br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"> Now this is what I mean when I say hectic:</span><br /></span><ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: arial;"><li><span style="font-size:100%;">Two babies born 2o days apart (my Bro's named <span style="font-style: italic;">Aamina</span>; and my Sister's first son named <span style="font-style: italic;">Muhammed</span>),<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">G.C.S.E's (revision, coursework, homework...pressure),<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">a very close wedding,<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">shopping for end-of-year gifts</span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;"> and so, so much more.... Welcome to my life. Youngest of 12 and the aged 16. Need I say more? :p (the 16 part gives allowance to any melodrama...LOL)</span></li></ul><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><br />This I'll give to the dodgy dynamics of love and all that it implies.<br /><br /> <span style="font-style: italic;">xo Sammy</span></span>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-67462690037390321902009-03-11T19:10:00.006+00:002009-03-11T20:57:24.419+00:00Four letters to think about...and no I don't mean L.O.V.E...<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >its: G.C.S.E and I'm sure those teachers would rather we <span style="font-style: italic;">act</span> more than just<span style="font-style: italic;"> think</span> about it...</span><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/SbgkFrhm79I/AAAAAAAAAM0/XxOgyq2chXg/s1600-h/_44131865_students_pa203.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PkYfYDXb_A8/SbgkFrhm79I/AAAAAAAAAM0/XxOgyq2chXg/s400/_44131865_students_pa203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312035440485134290" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><ul><li><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" >To some its the first stride to their life's goal,</span></span></li></ul><ul><li><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" >to some a phase that teaches you that success does actually come from revision,</span></span></li></ul><ul><li><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" >for others its just a bridge that must be tread on carefully so that you can reach that long, wide stretch of summers break on the other end, in one piece.</span></span></li></ul><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" > <span style="font-style: italic;">For me?</span> Lets just say its a trial of patience and capability.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" > To be honest, the truth is I wouldn't like to describe this in anyway, because its really rather annoyingly personal. However I'll try and you can criticise (nothing pleases me more, I actually mean this cause it helps.), after all we all have different experiences: You may be someone who has ALWAYS done your homework, never missed a deadline, and strives on the pleasures of education; maybe you simply endure school so that escape comes quicker; or perhaps you are the one who stretches the deadline, doesn't mind getting that</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" > D</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" >, after all its only a few marks from </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" >C</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" >, and that good right? And finally (but certainly not last in a whole world of teenage sense) you just can't be arsed because life is for living and </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" >YouTube</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" > and </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" >Facebook</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" > is just way more interesting.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" > All in all the point is every teenager looks at G.C.S.E's through the eyes of their environment. I don't exactly have a mum and dad who pressure me to get the best grades, and I'm one who border lined that deadline and has a library of excuses , yet I still know that whatever grades I end up with will be with me forever, so those cells of common sense that like to intrude in on reading time KNOW that I should unplug my social- and fiction-time, roll my socks up and put my head down and revise. Because just like that bullet point above, this moment, this G.C.S.E is just a short, yet challenging, bridge. And on that other end lies a long, long summer holiday....and my results. So wouldn't you rather bask in that summers day with good grades, rather than let G.C.S.E's to ruin even them (in context of time)?<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Bottom line?</span> There's no question about it, even if your not academic just revise and those G.C.S.E's wont continue to ruin your days, it'll make it...<span style="font-style: italic;">sunny.<br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" ><br />OK, even I can't believe I just said all this crap but I needed a way of uncoiling the whirl in my head. Even if it hasn't uncoiled the knots in my shoulders. :(</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" >Here's to <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">luck</span>. Luck to all those student currently tied up (and tired) with G.C.S.E's and how its going to effect your life. Luck to my real Urdu orals this Friday and finally just luck to everyone, for whatever they hope to achieve. </span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />x Sammy</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >x</span><br /></div>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-20431458811870960822008-11-05T22:42:00.003+00:002008-11-05T23:04:50.868+00:00Updates that are way late.<span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" >Been an age since i last writ! And guess what? I'm now 16! WOOOHOOOO!!!! Yup my birthday was on Monday (the 3rd). And I have a new resolution: Which is to 'priorities my priorities' LOL</span> That sounded weird even to me although I have complete understanding of the statement.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" >Guess what i just read?<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" > The EXCEPT of <span style="font-style: italic;">Princess Diaries 10!!!</span> So good!!!! I totally need to read the rest. Which my brother just told me <span style="font-style: italic;">'is the piont'.</span> Whatever, it worked cause I still (<span style="font-style: italic;">really</span>) want to read the rest. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" >Ive been checking up </span><a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://anthonyhorowitz.com/">AnthonyHorowitz.com</a><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" > a lot lately probably cause I'm still a bit hooked onto His (Anthony Horowitz) latest release; The fourth book in his </span><a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://www.powerof5.com/">Power of 5</a><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" > series: Necropolis. Which by the way is AMAZING! The ending actually left me mouth-opened-eyes-popping-speechless. Trust me if you haven't read The Power of 5 series, you are so missing put.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" > In other news got a new I.C.T teacher. Who its too early to judge seems to be quiet nice. But time will tell aside for that observation having anew teacher (sine the previous one's on maternity leave) quiet frankly: Sucks.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" > See B.Amina was cool. And if your reading this at the moment Baji (wouldn't put it past you LOL): Let me tell you you were one great teacher and I'm gonna miss ya. Lets hope this teacher can live up to it, not likely but miracles have happened.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" >God, I'm sounding way to cheesy, let me get put of here before I express my un-dieing love for... Shit I'm stopping now. However I'd like to say there is one person out their that i don't love at all, much less like. I won't say her name but if you know me you know her. Saj wasn't that audio clip just great? </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" >*gags* </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" >=DD</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" > Much Love,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" > Sammy</span>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-76020900874437179962008-08-24T18:57:00.003+01:002008-08-24T19:16:02.396+01:00I'm Home!!!OK so I'm home!!! And I agree with whoever said that one of the best thing about going on holiday (or just away) is coming home. I came late last night but I found a parcel from Amazon; so<span style="font-style: italic;"> finally</span> (!!) I get to read Sammy <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0440419107/ref=olp_product_details?ie=UTF8&me=&seller=">Keyes and the Pshyco Kitty Queen</a> and since I've now finished it (and simply craving the <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sammy-Keyes-Dead-Giveaway/dp/0440419115/ref=pd_sim_b_11">SK & the Dead Giveaway</a>) I am now free to write this entry.<br /><br />Oh and another thing My sis has named her daughter <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Maria</span> which leads to the the topic of babies (...). Yup! The house is yet again packed out with kids. In total their are 6 of them and then three of my sisters are here so its real cool. only two bro's but whatever the house is like never quiet.<br /><br />OK gotta go.<br /><br />To Maria 'Princess'!Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-67596230267915552372008-08-19T16:37:00.004+01:002008-08-19T17:08:10.279+01:00Park, Books and Books.<p><span style="color:#990000;">Just came back from the park and it was like soooo cool! seriously its all done new unlike Nuneaton which has like the lamest parks but whatever. It started to spit then rain but we carried on playing it felt cool. I took pictures but since I Left my USB wire at home i cant upload them till anther time. So till then. Raees rang me while I was there and she was like '<em>I haven't heard from you in ages! I didn't know if you where alive or dead!'</em> and yes, that is a quote. LOL so Raees if you reading this tou'll know that i'm still alive in the Cyberworld and while at my sister's I am also not so sure if i was a home... =] unfortunately </span></p><p><span style="color:#990000;">Since I went library yesterday I've almost finished my third book Ive got like three others left to go then I'm heading back =] God, that reminds me I still need to go school shopping and I even though I'm trying to block all things school-related from my mind Raees asked me if i had <em>'done any homework?'</em> to which of coarse the reply was <em>'Naa, you?'</em>...Reply: <em>'Naa' </em>LOL No wonder your such a great friend Raees! You rock! </span></p><p><span style="color:#990000;"></span> </p><p><span style="color:#990000;">Anyways the books two books I finished reading yesterday and the third I'm reading at the moment are </span><a href="http://firefairy.eve7k.com/misc/links.php"><span style="color:#990000;">WICCA</span></a><span style="color:#990000;"> or SWEEP (as you might know them as) by Cate Tiernan. Thres another SWEEP fan site that's cool, just click </span><a href="http://www.geocities.com/whitewater_101/mainpage.html"><span style="color:#990000;">this.</span></a></p><p><span style="color:#990000;"> They're real cool and bring back old memories. If you haven't read them then I suggest you try them out. I also got out </span><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/This-Lullaby-Sarah-Dessen/dp/0142501557"><span style="color:#990000;">This Lullaby</span></a><span style="color:#990000;"> by Sarah Desssen, it was recommended in a vlog on YouTube by StacyAnne so I'll check it out later. It looks good though so maybe more on that later I need to go out tea on... C ya.</span></p><p><span style="color:#ff6600;">This to books, what on earth would I do without them?</span></p>Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7808805615693782853.post-40367101003520040062008-08-18T10:25:00.001+01:002008-08-18T10:25:20.690+01:00It a girl!<div dir="ltr">Hey I'm updating as soon as able cause I said i would. =] I'm in stoke at the moment down my Big Sisters house along with her three daughters and my bro. Anyways down in B'ham my sister had a daughter around 1 am (just after i posted my past entry). Gotta go. Off to the library. =D</div> Salmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01501320246606100443noreply@blogger.com2