Gun - Your New Best Friend

Guys, remember me? I used to comment on your blogs and did strangely nice posts. I have been ignoring my blog for a pretty long time now. Enough is enough. I'll write something even if it's all crap <-- now, now, it won't be that bad. 

So, how's the shopping going? Well, if you live in Karachi, forget clothes, shoes, lip-gloss, hair products and table clothes <-- this one for my mum who hasn't found her perfect table clothe since my brothers and I tore the last one. Just buy a gun and you shall be safe. Do I heard a gasp? If you can do karate like Jackie Chan,fly like power-puff girls or jump like spider-man, you're pretty much safe <-- I bet none of you can. Come on, guns are necessary for survival. You don't have to show it off to your pals, kills birds, or say humans. You need it to scare the bad people away, to defend yourself against the criminals and thieves. Plus if you buy a cowboy/girl boots and costume you can pretend to be one <-- I always wanted to do that. Let's face it, it'll be fun.


Imagine this:

.......

Lalallala. Perfect.

Happy moments! =)

P.S. Sorry, I know my doodle ain't that good. But hey, blog updated! ^^

Once Upon A Time When I Was A Kid

Yesterday was the last day of 2nd year BDS. I cannot believe. Am going to be in 3rd year so soon! Insha'Allah.

I have nothing new to blog about so let me tell you about some of the the epic things happened to me when I was a kid (and if you get bored, kindly leave a nice comment and go =] )

I was four. The blue floral skirt was my favourite. I wore it all the time. My mum had to make me fall asleep first when she had to wash it because there was no way I was going get out of it without putting up the fight. I loved it too much. I never told anybody, not even my mum, that I used to wear it under my uniform sometimes (it was also a skirt and blouse). The two skirts were too heavy still I endured the heaviness, it comforted me to know that underneath the horrible grey and white uniform, my lovely skirt was with me. I never got caught. One day it disappeared. Was I heartbroken? Must be.

My brother happened when I was 2. He was a monster baby. The day he sprang a tooth, I had to run miles away from him. My arm was his biting pad. Nobody made any effort to save me. Anyway. Things got worse when he could talk and think. On my 5th birthday he threw a biggest tantrum ever thrown in this world because he didn't get a gift too. I could not have fun with my new bicycle. I was riding it. He was crying. He was riding it (falling off it). I was crying. Next day, he got his own tricycle. Whatever I got, he got it too, the boy version of it. It was annoying.

I had done my bits too. When he was 2 or something, I dressed him up in my old frock, put up some clips on his almost bald head. He was my doll for three minutes until my mum saw me. She was furious. I think it was the first time she gave me a lecture (I didn't understand a word of it). I never tried it again, though.

My other brother happened when I was 6. I remember praying in my grandma's place for a sister. I was so disappointed and terrified when I heard there was another monster baby coming to live with us. However, he turned out to be a cute little thing who wouldn't mind me holding him. He was an angel for perfect 3 years and then.. Monstrous. Still is.

Okay this post is getting a bit long and there are million more. Don't worry not going to tell you all.

Once my friend and I ran away from home with a guy on a bike. I was 5, I think. It was the bike that attracted us, mind you. Good thing he lived in our neighborhood and wasn't some creepy jerk. I was home safe and sound after one round. My parents thought someone kidnapped me. You can imagine what happened to me when I came home.

It was Eid-al-Azha. There was this sheep we all hated. Its owners never tie it. So whenever their gate would be open, it would run after people, especially little girls. It got me one day. I was running all over the street crying and screaming when one good old uncle saved me. The sheep got stolen a day before Eid. Haha.

Okay, no such thing happened.




 Last one (am not a kid in this one)

When there is a mirror, a girl just had to look, even a wee peak would do. On annual dinner, there were two rest rooms. There was this huge mirror in one of them. we all went in and started brushing our hair. We took no notice of three embarrassed boys who looked dazed and confused. They were trapped. We thought they were in the girl's restroom. But look at this picture (note the sign).



well, it is me behind the black circle -__-

Now I will go back to my books. Sorry guys if I have not been to your blog. Exams are like blackholes. Will make up for it soon! =)

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o

Happy Orange and Bright Blue Eid!

Happy Eid, guys. Second day of Eid is going to end soon. Its a slow-slow day. I even tried to study. How was it with you guys? Mine went awesome. The first day went as Great as I had hoped. I looked good enough (Sana said I looked Girly much. Yay!). Yes, I used the turquoise eye pencil. It turned out it was not turquoise but some different, yet cute, shade of green. My nails were sparkly green, too (still are). I got my left hand done with henna after like 8 years. I find it weird. Mehendi is just not my thing. My hand looks very good, though, mind you. Do I sound self-obssesed? Oh God. I am not at all.

So got any eidi? I have collected only about Rs.1800 ..200 more and I will be satisfied. You can do a lot with Rs. 2000. Let's think what can we get:

A retarded Nokia black and white cell with an awesome Torch. Who doesn't want that? =)

Okay that was just to freak you out.

You can get an awesome dress.

A cool pair of colorful sneakers

Lots of funky jewelery
2 books from Liberty Bookshop (could be 3 too)
About 21 DVDs from The Music City

A yummy eat out at Arizona Grills or Copper Kettle (but be careful with the menu, you just might have to wash the dishes)

Imagine that?

Or a perfect new wall clock and a cute Poster for your room (yes, I want That)

I love my room. I know I have done the post on my room before too. It is very simple and unfortunately neat. I want more colors. The bare wall disturbs me day and night. Am thinking to paint it orange and bright blue. I know they might clash and look stupid. However, they are my colors these days. I even got a orange and bright blue bedsheet, not to mention the orange and blue cushions. God help me.

Lovely Colors, right? =)

Eating fresh cream cake. Mum is making achaar gosht. The whole house smells quite yum. I have never eaten it before. Surprised? Tonight I shall *happy dance*

Update: My brother just brought some Pizza home. Yay me!

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o

Patience Pills and Lipgloss

Beware! This is going to be another random weirdish selfish elfish post. Enough of -ish.


Yesterday I kept bugging my parents until they took me out to shop. We couldn't go to the place we want to because the buses were burning there (Karachi is so hot!).We got stuck in traffic for like 2 hours. My dad got cranky and started grumbling. I went all emo, no patients pills for a girl like me. My mum was like let's go back home. This annoyed me more. I was on a brink of rudeness when we found a parking space (double parking, by the way). I was the excited happy little elf all over again. Until my mum said don't take too long in choosing the dress. You got emo me. I get emo, too, you know now. Shops after shops, no wonder dress for me. Seriously, whoever design those dresses had no idea of the color combination. Yellow and purple, reminds me of Barney. Yes, I know Barney has no yellow in him, but it just did. Am not a big fan of Barney.I have issues. Pink and green, reminds me of barney again (just kidding). Defeated, we decided to go back. When my dad spotted a shop, just in the front of our car! I cannot believe we overlooked it before. Maybe it magically appeared. Unemoed I went inside, hope bursting out from my heart. I got it! It was a good, good shop. Awesome dresses in reasonable prices (my dad was happy when he saw the dresses I chose had no tag of Rs. 10000000 or other such absurd prices). Then we went home and lived happily ever after.

Until this evening.

My parents are being lazy again. I need shoes, I need different shades of nail color. I need a USB. I need some funky jewellery. I need many other things. They say I need patience pills and they are probably right which is annoying.

Anyway.

What were my parents used to be before they became parents? Aliens of the rural areas of Pluto? OMG. It is not even a planet anymore! Are only mine like this? Please say no or I might just die. Oh, I do heart my parents, very much, but they can be a pain in the neck. I guess, they feel the same about me. Am no angel. However, am going to be a cool mum.

I wish this picture had a grumpy dad too.

I wish I had a sister. Make it 5 sisters. Then it would be fun shopping. My friends live too far away, can't shop every time with them *sigh*

But then again, I would have to share my things with my sisters, so that's all right. I can live.

Looking forward to Wednesday =) Sana and BFG are coming over my place for Iftaari. I miss them, and the fun we have <3

I don't know what lipgloss is doing on the title post. I don't need it *shrug*

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o

Elf goes Pink again!

UPDATE: I have changed it. I like Cute, too =o

OMG! It is Pink again (not my color) and the layout doesn't really go with the title. However I like it, I like colorful and neat (is this neat?). Don't be surprised if you find the old template back, though.

I have been very busy (usually doing nothing). I hadn't had a wink of sleep on Sunday night. I went to college looking like a zombie, came back home, tried to sleep but could not. I slept around at 4:00 AM yesterday. Finally. It was horrible. It was like I had forgotten how to sleep, and oh, I missed Sehri and college today.

It will be raining Module Tests from thursday till God knows when. Pathology, Pharmacology, Oral Anatomy and Community Dentistry define my life these days. Thousands of diseases to study, millions of drugs to memorize and to understand their mechanism of actions is pure torture! Rattafying tooth morphology is my least favourite. Oral Anatomy, you suck. We have trips in Communty Dentistry, which were only fun at first, we go to schools, colleges and camps to check kid's oral hygiene. Most of them make me wish I wasn't studying BDS. "People, there'a a thing called toothbrush" I want to scream. Some of the little kids are real cute though, if you don't mind their oral cavity.

I wish I were a chef instead of a medical student. I love food. I have promised myself - right now - I will take cooking classes as soon as I am done with college.

So.

I am feeling good enough but unreal. There's a strange buzz going on around me and the things don't seem bright, they are unnaturally dull. It's like I am underwater. So heavy. I have a sore throat too.

Eid is not far. I haven't started shopping yet thanks to my lazy parents. My list which I had so lovingly written seems useless, I have changed my mind, I don't want those sutff now. I will be spontaneous. I will buy what I like right then! (If my parents allow)

Serendipity is a nice movie (yes, I have seen it Now). I have a crush on younger John Cusack *sigh* ..Reading Dan Brown's Digital Fortress. He writes awfully good.

I love good pictures Oo

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o

Realization (one minute long)

As I have nothing better to do, I keep checking the remaining battery of my laptop, that's how dull my life is this minute. Days pass in a blur, I am pretty much busy, I keep doing my daily stuff with no real interest, I am in black and white. Then, when the time slows down at a certain point, when I am stuck in that minute, I see some colors, I realize there is more than just living my daily routine. Things waiting to be uncovered, places to go, people to meet and love. Life cannot be only about studying, eating food, being with your family and friends, reading, watching movies and sleeping, can it be? I cannot be in black and white. I know I have other colors waiting to be washed in. I check the battery again (73 % remaining by the way), I am in this minute now, the moment has got some hold on me. I can think but not move on. I need some change, good change. I want to know why I am here and more important, who I really am. Who knows I might be a real elf?!

Life is about waiting and being patient ..this sucks, usually, you know. Who really lives in present? We are always worried (or excited?) about our future. We can't forget our dear past. Maybe this is how it is supposed to be. Maybe not. I hope not.

I see people claiming to be in love when it is only infatuation, girls trying to diet and eat at the same time (count me in), people bitching about their friends, people desperately waiting to be in love, people in funny relationships where there is no love nor any respect, kids demanding too much from their parents, hearts getting broken, tears of joy, new love, hope, fear, anger and revenge. There is a sort of longing in us. all the time, hardly any satisfaction. When we get what we have longed for, we forget and cry for something else. Humane, I guess

Why am I scared of spiders when I know they cannot hurt me? I want to overcome this fear. Just a tiny start.

Not a very happy-little-me post. Oh no.

Anyway. I want to change the layout. Pink isn't my color, I uploaded this one because it is neat.. I like neat. Watched Killers last night, it was not that good as I thought it would be. Ashton Kutcher is still cute, though. Watched Shutter Island few days ago. Oh, I Loved it! *grin*

I am making a list of things I want to get for Eid, I am afraid it keeps getting longer and longer.

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o