Actually, more like Lady Lady. For some reason I’ve been watching old animated series that I used to like when I was a kid. I love it! Even though my sister doesn’t, despite watching and enjoying it as a child. She said it is much too sad for her taste, when normally she’s the one into “all things gloomy” while I’m all about sunshine and cheerful colours. Its sequel Hello! Lady Lynn is what I liked even more due to Lynn’s involvement in her school’s equestrian team. I used to LOVE that as a child. It made me feel glee whenever I saw anything resembling jumps in a riding ring… I am so happy to finally have experienced jumping. Here are the openings and ending of the series for your viewing pleasure!

For a long time…every time I went to the bathroom it sounded like there was someone in my room jumping on my bed. Of course, being me, I took no notice of it and didn’t even try figuring out where the sound came from and what it really was. I just figured “there has to be a more logical explanation” and left it at that. Also, it is quite satisfying when people are like, “What? There are ghosts in your room!?” to which I reply, “Hmm… who knows {mysterious smile}”. This evening, I was in my bathroom attending to my bi-daily facial ritual when I started to hear that noise again. In frustration I thought, “What IS that? It makes no sense!”. Then I figured out that… it was me… my continuously shifting weight between my feet in my bathroom slippers made that noise… LOL!

I have finally come to the conclusion that no watch could ever suit my Juicy Couture jewelery, and that it is so big that it is not meant to be worn with watches anyway. Or that’s just not my style because it feels like too much. I haven’t been able to wear their charms on the bracelet for a very long time anyway… feels like too much.

After years of owning my DS Lite, I finally decided to cute-ify it!

So right now, my latest semi-obsession / semi-addiction is Casio’s Baby G. I used to have one when I was in the sixth grade, it was such the “in” thing to do back then! But mine wasn’t girly like all the other girls’ watches… it was closer to their Casio’s G Shock, really. I’m not even sure if it was a Baby G anymore. This might sound silly to most but I’ve been struggling to find a watch with gold hardware to match my juicy couture / other gold jewelery, but to no avail. All gold hardware watches I’ve seen don’t really look like they could be my style. With the exception of the rosegold watch that my uncle gave me for my graduation last year, I don’t think that there have been any that I liked at all! It’s strange, because my younger sister looks perfect in them!

Anyway, here’s where Baby G’s perk comes along. They can go with anything! Better yet, they look great on their own too! At least they do in my opinion. And I think that I am one of the colourful people that can pull off something like that at this age, lol, or at least I hope I am. I haven’t seen them for years, though, I wonder if a retailer in the UAE still carries them?

Next on my to-do list: Make backups and format BlackBerry. The screen randomly stopped being useful today and something has to be done…

Lately I’ve been enjoying eating out with family & friends ♥

“My eyes,” started a lost soul, “they no longer sparkle,”
“What? Let me see,” replied the voice of reason reducing the distance between it and the lost soul, staring intently, “Nonsense!”
“But look at them,” it protested, “the spark is gone, the flare is gone,”
The lost soul stopped for a moment to catch its breath then added quietly, “my eyes… are empty,”
“Your eyes,” paused the voice of reason, “are fatigued. You have not been giving yourself a break these days, take a rest and the sparkle will soon return!”

After my final, I sat on a bench outside my building and started out into the open watching my fellow classmates driving away in their cars. Then, I noticed an area on my campus that I have never seen before. Or rather, I’ve glanced in its general direction but never actually seen it for it was, never under this light or time of day. A quad of green grass and beautiful bushes, something out of a fairytale. It was spread out from behind the grand auditorium until the sports complex, and there was a walkway of stones between the blocks of grass. Soon, my curiosity had peaked and my feet started making way towards that zone of mental freedom. Shoulder bag hanging on my forearm, clutching my water bottle in both hands against my abdomen, my heels were click-clacking against the flooring as I felt the knots of my head slowly slip away into the air. The sound of my pumps on the ground was in fact all I could hear at that moment, alongside the twittering of little birds that also enjoyed the view as I did. The place was perfect. Perfect! An air of serenity surrounded the area, and if anything; it should be the spot where intelligent individuals had sophisticated conversations about topics such as the UAE National Identity in 25 years: fact or fiction (but this is an entirely different topic). The one welcome disruption was my beeping phone, telling me that my ride was here & I gracefully made my way back.

Once the lost soul recollected its thoughts, it stood in front of a mirror again and looked at nothing in particular. It wondered if it was brave enough to look itself in the eyes. Once glance, it said, that’s all I’ll do. When it did, it saw something that was not there before. There it was, a hint of its former glory, that sparkle.

Even though I didn’t enjoy the manga or anime that much (Paradise Kiss), I have it running in the background now while I have some food. I am one of those people that believe you can never get anywhere in life without a university degree. But is that really true? It’s one thing to have a degree to fall back on when something goes wrong, but it is another to go out there and do your own thing and get paid for it. From what I can see… it’s not a lot of people that have the guts to do that, and even less that actually succeed.

It didn’t really bother me at the time, because I thought I’ll probably just be a system analyst or programmer; both of which I was studying for anyway. It’s not that I don’t enjoy organized schooling – because I do. Ever since I came to my college I enjoyed it so much and became really eager to learn. I even think that my school really hands “information” to us on a silver plate and that we should at least struggle a bit more to find it. We should be expected to read more and research more… but I guess I would be doing that on my own. Ever since I started doing ebusiness management (entrepreneurial business management – but really, who talked about entrepreneurs since we started?), I thought it would open up more career options for me. And I want a job that I’ll love. I want a job that will allow me to be creative, one that I will be so engrossed in that I don’t even realize how hard I’m working and how much energy I’m spending to finish what I’m doing.

But I dunno… I always thought I’d be a writer. No, I always thought of myself as a writer. I always said things like, “I’m a writer and this is what we do,” but that’s just it. Maybe I’m not a writer. I don’t even feel creative anymore, when once upon a time I used to. There was once a time when I said I enjoy doing essay questions in exams, but all I’m good at is spewing some random crap in organized sentences that probably keeps the reader entertained so I get graded on it. But actual writing? No, not in years.

I already lost my concentration and don’t really know what I’m trying to say anymore…I need to gather my thoughts and be myself again.

Anyway, I was out with Washi today and we were trying to decide at who’s house we should watch the new So You Think You Can Dance at. She said the disadvantage at her place is that it currently won’t be comfortable for hanging out { and I didn’t ask why } and the disadvantage at my place is that my tv sucks.
Washi: It has been years now, you need to get that HDTV we talked about
Me: Well…
Washi: Haven’t I nagged you enough? They’re cheaper now! They cost less than your purse does!
Me: I… will enjoy a purse more…
Washi: No comment

I was looking at some Juicy Couture charms earlier. Aren’t they just so cheery and summery? I doubt I’ll buy a charm again though…

I feel so silly! I kept thinking that my Strategic Management final was today (even though it’s not and I even made plans with a friend accordingly) but come yesterday…and I just forgot. Had an extremely restless night as a result. Time to go back to sleep!

Since I’m still sick I’ll let today be my last day off gym. I missed going to classes.

This was the cover I was using on my BlackBerry for a while… but now I switched back to the black silicon thing. I only hung that charm on it for like two days before I decided it just doesn’t work. As much as I love phone charm, my BlackBerry feels like too masculine for this. The charm now sleeps on my nightstand.

It has been increasingly difficult to actually write my thoughts here when I’ve been using so many alternatives and replacements. There’s Twitter, TwitPic and The Book of Thoughts.

It’s been pretty nice out even though it’s hot…I am finally riding again since my trainer returned from vacation…our lessons have been pretty low-impact for now which works okay for me since I’m still struggling to get back into the riding shape after a few weeks off.

I am very emotional lately. I dunno if it’s because of my upcoming finals or the other things going on in my life. I have just been told by someone really important to me that I have turned into something I hate. It hurts even more when those loved ones think that you can do no wrong, that they consider you the most important in the world… that to them you are perfect no matter how flawed you are.

I dunno what other people think about this but I’ve always found it kind of rude if you are with a small group of people and keep using your phone to send messages or read messages or whatever. But it seems like everyone else is okay with it, in my culture anyway. Sometimes I am with two people and they are both on their phone texting. Being the third one sitting around doing nothing kind of made me feel uncomfortable…so I turned into one of those people too little by little. Not that it’s a bad thing, in the back of my mind it is still inappropriate, but it doesn’t make anyone a bad person. It used to make me feel like, “is my company that boring?” but now I know that it is not like that at all.

Here comes the fall though… now this is the trait about me that my loved ones dislike. They say that I am on my phone more than I realize. I always thought that I am keeping myself in check. When I was in AD last week all the girls I met had BlackBerries and they were commenting on how their families were complaining about how much they used their phones {all the time}. One girl even said that she had her BlackBerry in her pocket all the time even when she went riding, and whenever she heard her BBM beep she took it out and responded…and that was all the time…like even at the dentist. It baffled me and made me think, “I’m glad I’m not like that; it must be extremely tiring” but I guess it served me right… for that slight moment where I was maybe kind of judgmental I got served and it turns out that I am really no different. I mean I dunno. I never take my phone with me riding or to the gym. I am guilty of using it in school sometimes but it’s only in that one boring class that I don’t like. Am I really a bad person? Am I rude?

In preparation for my finals I did some cleaning and put some stuff on my computer desk { as shown on the picture below } to make working a bit more interesting… but it didn’t work…