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This is indeed gonna be a LONG weekend..
after two days of MC, m going back to school tomorrow
to be a judge and of course to be a guest..haha..
Teachers' day concert and dinner..
Dance mania finalz!!!!
Hurray!
and of course the boot camp on saturday..
Looking forward to be back again with my sweeties..
Hope we get the same room again!
haha..I can hear my mom saying
my room is gonna be isolated for a few days..
wierd to think..how life would be if We don't exist..
hiaz..
ok..got to pack..see ya when I come bk..
till then take care..be good and Loggie darling am gonna miss you..
till Monday di!!
hehe!!
Tata!!

Difficulties..
to each his own..
maybe..but whats its extend..

Have ya ever spend your evening
watching the candle flames dance
coz there wasn't any electricity?

Have ya ever been separated from your parents
coz they couldn't provide you with a shelter to stay?

Have ya even been ostracized by your own grandma coz you looked like her in law?

have ya ever been teased,pushed around and bullied by your relatives coz you were not as beautiful as they expected you to be?

Have ya ever been pushed to your verge by your siblings coz they thought you did not deserve to be called one of them..

Has your life been turned upside down just because your classmates thought you are too much of a smarty pants?

Has your childhood been spoiled by a teacher just because she was depressed..?

Has the first person who ever showered his outmost love,care and concern been cast aside from your life coz some else thought you ought to be loved by none..

Has your first love been snatched away from you just because you got to know him through the wrong person and at the wrong timing..

Have ya ever been abused on your birthday continuously by harsh words and most of the times violence just because something wasn't right for that person that day..

Was your name spoilt just because your sibling chose to ran away with her love..

was your life ruined just because your brother thought you're not fit to be in any guy's life..
and the list goes on..

may seem minority to alot out there..but if you go thru them.you will know the pain of sleeping on thorns..

Learning
how to tie sari
in
the middle of the night
was indeed fun!
keke..
but bottom line,
I SUCCEEDED!
hehehe..
Yay!
Well..
Tmr's the 'BIG' day..
Looking forward to it..
Insha allah,
Hope everything
goes according
to planned plans..
keke..
After the dramatic day today,
I think tomorrows gonna be
the stress reliever..
A day
where
m gonna be
pampered!
hehe...
Sshh..
Ok I better go
before
I blabber somethings
that m not suppose to blabber
till
I am allowed to blabber!
Have to wake up @ 530AM!!
(thats the only part
m nt happy abt!!
hmmfp!!)
hahaha..
Take care!
Tata!
Byebye!

You
are
FINALLY
In love,

FOR U!!

My darling has finally got a blog!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Weee!
Am sooo Happy!!
Lurve her blog name!
keke!
Its http://ethaania.blogspot.com/!!

Love you babe!!
Smack!!

A lecturer, when explaining stress management to an audience, raised a glass of water and asked, "How heavy is this glass of water?" Answers called out ranged from 20g to 500g. The lecturer replied, "The absolute weight doesn't matter. It depends on how long you try to hold it. If I hold it for a minute, that's not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my right arm. If I hold it for a day, you'll have to call an ambulance. In each case, it's the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes." He continued, "And that's the way it is with stress management. If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, as the burden becomes increasingly heavy, we won't be able to carry on. " "As with the glass of water, you have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again. When we're refreshed, we can carry on with the burden." "So, before you return home tonight, put the burden of work down. Don't carry it home. You can pick it up tomorrow. Whatever burdens you're carrying now, let them down for a moment if you can." So, my friend, Put down anything that may be a burden to you right now. Don't pick it up again until after you've rested a while. Here are some great ways of dealing with the burdens of life: * * Always keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them. * Always read stuff that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it. * Drive carefully. It's not only cars that can be recalled by their maker. * If you can't be kind, at least have the decency to be vague. * If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it. * Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance. * Since it's the early worm that gets eaten by the bird, sleep late. * The second mouse gets the cheese. * When every thing's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane. * Birthdays are good for you. The more you have, the longer you live. * You may be only one person in the world, but you may also be the world to one person. * Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once. * Have an awesome day and know that someone has thought about you today... =)

A few years after I was born, my Dad met a stranger

who was new to our small town. From the beginning,

Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer

and soon invited him to live with our family. The stranger

was quickly accepted and was around from then on.

As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family.

In my young mind, he had a special niche. My parents

were complementary instructors: Mom taught me good

from evil, and Dad taught me to obey. But the stranger

. . . he was our storyteller. He would keep us spellbound

for hours on end with adventures, mysteries and comedies.

If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or

science, he always knew the answers about the past,

understood the present and even seemed able to predict

the future! He took my family to the first major league

ball game. He made me laugh, and he made me cry. The

stranger never stopped talking, but Dad didn't seem

to mind.

Sometimes, Mom would get up quietly while the rest of us

were shushing each other to listen to what he had to say,

and she would go to the kitchen for peace and quiet.

(I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)

Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions,

but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them.

Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home . . .

not from us, our friends or any visitors. Our longtime

visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that

burned my ears and made my dad squirm and my

mother blush.

My Dad didn't permit the liberal use of alcohol. But the

stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis. He

made cigarettes look cool, cigars manly and pipes

distinguished. He talked freely (much too freely!) about

sex. His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes

suggestive, and generally embarrassing.

I now know that my early concepts about relationships

were influenced strongly by the stranger. Time after

time, he opposed the values of my parents, yet he was

seldom rebuked . . . and NEVER asked to leave.

More than

fifty years

have passed

since the stranger

moved in with our family.

He has blended right in and

is not nearly

as fascinating as

he was at first.

Still, if

you could walk into

my

parents' den

today,

you would

still find him

sitting over

in his corner,

waiting for

someone to listen

to him

talk

and

watch him draw

his pictures.

His name? . . .

Please scroll down :P

We just call him,

"TV.."

He has a
younger
sister
now.

We call her

"Computer."

=p