history

history is an amazing subject. the ideas and the parallels that you can form through its study have a sense of revelation. its the want to know, and know and know. but that part can be left for discovery channel. never chose a history module unless you're a history major. i've been spending so much time on my essay that its eating into the time of my design module. dont get me wrong. i just love the subject. history and me are great friends. but its just not the thing i need right now. i hope i can get a decent essay out in a coupla hours.. already half way there....

after that, design it is..
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i take back the flower post
(SOMEONE JUST MANAGED TO PISS ME OFF)

something i should learn to live by....

"I don't wait for moods. You accomplish nothing if you do that. Your mind must know it has got to get down to work."

-Pearl S. Buck

The Procrastinator's Creed:

something worth sharing...

1. I believe that if anything is worth doing, it would have been done already.

2. I shall never move quickly, except to avoid more work or find excuses.

3. I will never rush into a job without a lifetime of consideration.

4. I shall meet all of my deadlines directly in proportion to the amount of bodily injury I could expect to receive from missing them.

5. I firmly believe that tomorrow holds the possibility for new technologies, astounding discoveries, and a reprieve from my obligations.

6. I truly believe that all deadlines are unreasonable regardless of the amount of time given.

7. I shall never forget that the probability of a miracle, though infinitesmally small, is not exactly zero.

8. If at first I don't succeed, there is always next year.

9. I shall always decide not to decide, unless of course I decide to change my mind.

10. I shall always begin, start, initiate, take the first step, and/or write the first word, when I get around to it.

11. I obey the law of inverse excuses which demands that the greater the task to be done, the more insignificant the work that must be done prior to beginning the greater task.

12. I know that the work cycle is not plan/start/finish, but is wait/plan/plan.

13. I will never put off until tomorrow, what I can forget about forever.

14. I will become a member of the ancient Order of Two-Headed Turtles (the Procrastinator's Society) if they ever get it organized.

the little things

some people have the ability to put things back in order. they're life's little blessings. :)

"If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change."

-Buddha

the last mile...

its here. the beginning of the end.

procrastination is killing me. so is my english. long-windedness is blowing me over. writing history essays shouldnt be this difficult. from somethin exciting it has turned into a mundane article for a school text book.facts. facts. facts. facts. so there you go. im stressed cos i cant write and im taking too much time for it.

talking about time. i have to finish cadding out my design in exactly 2 days. 2 days for panels and 1 day for printing n material buying and organising my process folio.. finally 3 days for model making... inbetween all of this i have to celebrate eid, go to mosque, visit friends and try hard to have the fun i want to. so basically timing sucks, but its definitely not as bad as last year.

honestly, today i don't feel like being a bitch. it takes too much effort to come out with something to scold the world for. i guess thats a face i put on when im pissed off. but now im not pissed off. just apathetic. slightly excited about my design, and mostly apprehensive. the clock keeps ticking, and theres only so much work you can do in a day...

"Dost thou love life? Then do not squander time, for that the stuff life is made of."

-Benjamin Franklin

as tomorrow becomes yesterday

concentration. something i lack.
hence i am here. i just want to shout out!

i love what i'm doing, then why can't i do it. i can envision what it is going to be. but getting down to it is like pushing this huuuuuge mountain.... and i give up before i start.

that is the ultimate loser speech.

inbetween worlds

i know. you are here. you haven't been here before. and i doubt you're going to be here again.

who are u? where are u from?
what benefits you?
get bak to work. stop wasting time.
=)

weird and supernatural,
till i see u in the other dimension

shout when you're pissed, and ONLY when you're pissed!

I've noticed that i talk to my blog when i dont feel like talking to anyone else. I know i am WEIRD. I was in fact born without the weird gene, but it was transplanted in my early childhood with the sincere hope of improving my cognitive abilities.

Apart from my medical history, life is catching up on me. Fiercely this time. I realised i can't leave it behind. I needed an escape, but escape just adds to ever-piling heap of shit that keeps collecting beyond the brick wall.

No I am NOT antisocial in nature indeed. But i can be antisocial at will. The term 'will' is used broadly. It covers the aspects of my mental and physical states. When these states are in an abnormal phase, namely when they are pressurised and are at work on seemingly uneccessary projects and assignments that are done merely because they need to be done in the shortest time possible, (im outta breath now) and not because they WANT to be done, my will commands my whole self to be antisocial. But under normal circumstances where i am usually happy and floating around in the summer air (it is strictly a metaphor, i do not have the physical buoyancy to float... oh and theres no summer/winter distinction here) i am far from antisocial. Sadly my mental and physical abilities are pressurised for a major part of the year, and hence i think i earn the 'antisocial' label.

Well what the hell and wtf (i try not to use explicit language), if you wish to judge my nature for yourself, go ahead.

Now that ive screamed and gotten over with my own problems....

Will the lady who talks about her pahtetic sex-life and sticky situations over the phone in the hall corridor, please leave those gruesome details to yourself. We (i speak on behalf of humanity) do not want to hear of the tragic fate of your poor partner. (i wonder what fuse in his brain shortcircuited and bade him to perform such acts with u, but thats another essay on its own, and im overdoing the bitching about other people in my blog so i shall quit)

So i say to humanity (or the 0.0001% of the internet population that accidently visit this site) Thank you, for lending me your ears, your eyes or whatever! Those who are dedicated to wasting their time on the internet (like me) please be faithful to your occupation and visit this utterly useless website.

Till im pissed, mad and suicidal again...
i love you all!