Don't Listen To Me Am Being Paranoid!

Sunday. It's Sunday.. it's Sunday... The last day of the weeeekendd! It's sunday.. Oh no, tomorrow is Monday. Don't go, Sundayyyyy!

Like it? I think am gonna be famous if I keep making up such songs. Watch out.



My mum's glaring at me because I have taken my breakfast to my bedroom <-- what's wrong with that??. Am not in a mood to sit with my caustic brothers and watch Geo TV <-- thanks to my dad with my yummy spaghetti-noodles and a lil piece of pratha I stole from my brother's plate <-- It's a sin for me to eat whole pratha. 

Talking about spaghetti-noodles yesterday <-- was saturday I had a sudden craving of noodles at 11:35 PM exactly. I got up from my lazy dusty kingdom and entered the most sacred place 'The Kitchen'.  I looked and looked and looked for a packet of maggie and in doing so I made a greatest mess ever made in this world <-- maybe that's the reason my mum's giving me the cold look?. Masalo ke dabbe cursed me as I pushed them in deep dark places of the cabinet. Poor Maggie, probably bullied by evil masale, sat hidden in a corner of the darkest zone <-- I had to get a chair to save it. Then brutally I threw the noodles into the boiling water <-- muhahahah. Wait. Oh no! I realized to my horror I was very hungry and one Maggie won't be enough for me. I turned to spaghetti and boiled them too <-- they took aaaaaages. In the end I ate a mixture of instant noodles and slow-as-a-turtle spaghetti. Was an okay experience. I was exhausted. I could only eat a spoonful <-- or a forkful.

Here I am, slurping on spaghetti-noodles and reading blogs. Lookie --> Pigs In Maputo .....it's such a cute blog. I like.

True Happiness!

Anyway. Don't you sometimes want to kill your tailor when they ruin the dress-of-your-dreams?? I hate! Absolutely hate >_<

Oh, the title! It's from the song I adore right now. It's adorable.

Doesn't she look like a cute version of Michael Jackson? Haina?

So, that's it. This senseless post is dedicated to you.. yes, you! And nah, not you! Not at all!

Happy Sunday!

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o

It Scares Me How Easily I Can Get Pissed Off These Days *creepy smile*

My life's all messed up right now >_<  


I want to scream loudly. So here I go *scream* Oh well, didn't help. 

Things I come across daily that piss me off:

- Birds and their talent show

It's really hot and you're sweating like a pig. You buy a colorful ice-lolly, sit under the cool shade of tree.. and .. Wait.. is that a bird poop on your ice-lolly? Yes, it is.

I don't like birds. With their awful chirping, evil beaks and an ability to snatch your food --> I have been attacked by an eagle, and messing up your hair (and ice creams), who would like BIRDS? --> yes, yes, I can see many of you have raised your hands.  

Humph.

- Douche bags who cannot see anyone happy

So, there's this girl in my class. She is annoying as hell. If you tell me I have to spend a day with her <-- for which I'll win million of dollars or I'd get eaten by a gang of hungry grizzly bears.. I would go for the bears gladly. You know they will only chew me down <-- good for their hungry tummies. I won't have to listen them bragging and whining. There will be no of risk of having an cerebral aneurysm or something more horrible like being in a vegetable state <-- she would surely eat me with salt and pepper. Really, her words can fatally damage my already weakened nerves. That girl! OMG. Everything is a competition for her, a competition in which she HAS to, HAS to, come first. I don't care, though.. wait I do.. She's so mean and cunning = A perfect dinner for a gang of hungry grizzly bears.

Perfect

- Having a loud fit of cough when it is quiet in the room

 It's deadly quiet. Nobody cares about anything except the question paper on their desks. Your eyes water, you choke, you wheeze and TaDa.. Cough, cough.. ugly sick barky cough.. Everyone turns and stare at you, the teacher glares because you're that evil student who has disturbed the peace, water bottles are being passed, there are giggles and disgusted faces. It takes ages to calm you down. Mortifying.

Lovely

- People who are just plain irritating

Now that will be a long list. People who ask for time after every 5 minutes. People who talk loudly and smugly on their cellphones. People who take diet coke with cheese burger <-- and then they order dessert, too. People who are slower than a snail. People with constant cheeky grins on their faces like they have a won a lottery <-- slap, slap. People who pretend they know everything. Some of them even know how to built a pyramid. People who clap and laugh obnoxiously. People who think they are dying. Wannabe nerds, emo, bikers, model, blogger etc

People, people =/

- The song Friday by Rebecca Black

OMG it's Friday. We so excited! Hu-ha. Fail.

Dilemma!

By the way am craving for hot Banana Muffin!

Sidrah xx o(>_<)o

A Chance To Babble

Surprise, surprise. Blog-awards season going on, I guess?  Got a few *happy dance*.

From Ishashime

to Sidrah from Under The Magic Tree. Her blog is just so cute and adorable, and so are her posts. Plus, she's also really nice. YAY!

And one of the Koofy awards from the best buddy Sana Castellano

to SIDRAH from Under the Magic Tree,  for being my childhood blogger buddy

And lookie, they got rules, too <-- OMG. No way.

- accept the award and thank the award-giver.
- award any deserving blogger that comes to your mind.
- do the 'a picture from my camera' thing in which you upload any random picture that you've taken from your/your friend's cellphone/camera and write a funny/sad/interesting/disgusting/sweet/lame/awesome caption for it.

Picture From My Camera

Once upon a time three friends made a plan to go out together to have fun. After 2 years of struggle with laziness they finally went and had awesome fun. 

Okay. Thanku thanku, Sana and Ishashime *hug* =) and Nas for the stylish blogger award.


I will give this 'adorable blog award' to Al - Who doesn't give sh*t.. Her posts always make me crack.

I have also been tagged by Sana. I have to write whatever comes in my mind when I see the red words. Now this is fun, isn't it? Another chance to ramble about yourself. I like it.

Food - Am a person who lives to eat <-- my motto: Make Lunch, Not War.
Color - Blue, green, yellow, pink, brown. Crayons and colored chalks.
Animals - Giraffes with their graceful necks and zebras with their curves. Sexy.
Sports - Uff. Pak vs India Cricket semifinal =/. Urgh. *happy thoughts come my way please*
Dessert - Coffee cake and brownies *drool*
Artist/Singer/Band - Within Temptation, Dan Black, Kelly Clarkson, Birthday Massacre.
Pair of shoes - I love my new purple-black shoes!! Lookie!

They are PERFECT! I have finally found the right pair!

Outfit - Long shirts, leggings and colorful accessories.
Skinny jeans - Not my thing. Got one pair
Perfume - am not a perfume-person. I once tried it and I got dyspnea.
Accessory - Pearl earrings and colorful funky bracelets *heart heart*
City - Venice. I wanna go there and find my long lost family <-- long story. Also it's a beautiful place.
Hobby - Reading, blogging, eating, inventing lame jokes and sad songs, and amusing myself.
Beauty product - Kohl (I look incomplete without it) and Lip-gloss.
Snack- Depends on my mood. Right now I want popcorns.
Holiday - Ramadan! Yes, now we will get our vacations in Ramadan. LoL. No, am so not looking forward to it. What on earth am gonna do all day? Wait for iftari, I guess.
Movie - Nowadays am in love with Amelie. It's a french movie so you have to watch it with subtitles, but it is totally awesome. Like Awesome awesome! *hearts*
Song - Wonder by Dan Black
Guilty Pleasures - New clothes and novels, yummy fried chicken rice, and having me-time (you know when you're alone, doing nothing. You think and smile and smile and think)

I tag *scratches my head* 
- pH
- Sadiya 
- Single Unsingle

Happy Moments!

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o

Spiders Are Not Cuddly Like Bunnies

12 days later..

Hospital rotations are finally over *sigh of relief* and Perio isn't so bad. I had my VERY very very first patient yesterday. She was a sweet old lady. She came with paan-betel nut-tea-what not-stained teeth and went back with sparkling ones, well, almost. Thanks to me <-- and the house-officer who helped me. For the first time in my life I felt like a dentist *ahem*.

Am kind of down these days. Glad March will be over soon. Awful things keep happening to me. Monday the eight-legged creepy spider bit me and I had a very bad allergy reaction <-- Fact: all spiders have eight legs and are creepy. How freaking sad. I could have anaphylactic shock and die... but.. It seems am better today. I hate spiders. My friends say spider are cute and playful <-- God knows how. I didn't ask it to bite me. I didn't threaten its life. I didn't give it a famous Pedo-smile. I was effin lying on my bed when it bit me! Spiders, spiders, how I hate them. They have invaded my shoes, my books and once my glass of water! So why shouldn't I hate spiders? Two of my friends call me Spidrah. God. Can't help it if name gels with spiders.

urrrrr lonnnn losssss friennnn.. Urgh.

Anyway, last night with all my itchiness and sadness I was counting books I remember I have read. Unfortunately I fell asleep. Damn. I really want to know the number, will have to write the names down. Yes, that's crazy, I know <-- still am going to do it...and blog about it.

And OMG. Its 30th March. The much awaited day has finally arrived. Okay am never ever interested in sports, but even am kind of anxious about this match. For most people in Pakistan and India, this will be the final match rather than the semi-final. It's like World War 3. It's like waiting for a exam result. It's like undergoing a tumor surgery. It's like Tom n Jerry. Such is the rivalry between these two countries.

Horrible Picture, right?

 Being a Pakistani, of course, I support Pakistan. Go Afridi *crush crush*!

The coolest thing is we got a holiday *yay yay* and I heard there will be no load shedding today. Wow.

Sit back, bite your fingernails and pray. Its gonna be awesome. And remember, its cricket, not a matter of ego. God bless =)

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o

Don't Like Summer. Your Argument Is Invalid.

You know what sucks? Edward Cullen. Also, this hot weather. I have a feeling it is going to be a long sweaty sticky summer *sigh*. And hey, who invited those flies and mosquitoes? Any lawn exhibitions going on for them, too? They have invaded our land once again. The college cafeteria, the vehicles, the ugly stinky hospital, the dental OPD, my sandwich and air-conditioned lecture halls too <--No sukoon. They are everywhere *scratch scratch* Haww.

If only it worked.

 I don't like summer. They ruin me physically and emotionally. Am a winter girl. I like blankets and peanuts.

Today I attended my first OT. And what do I get to see? A circumcision <-- read that again and be shocked. It was horrible. The baby cried and cried and cried. All I could see was a bit baby's horrified face <-- thanks to my shortness. Doesn't matter much because I couldn't bear to watch That. God knows why my friends made the video <-- Could my friends possible be pedo? They have been planning to blackmail this baby when he grows up.

Want to know more things that suck?

- Depressing gay movies like The Single Man. Especially if your expecting totally the opposite.
- Twilight and cheesiness. <-- yeah, yeah. Old news.
- When multitasking goes wrong.
- Bird poop on your head. Oh, crap.
- Random awful things that somehow happen. Like bird poop on your head.

Wish we DO get a warning.

Cos this is what happens

- Disgusting men who stare <-- slap, slap, kick, kick. Hu-ha. Bird poop on your head, you moron!


- Having to eat tasteless noodles in college because a fly made out with your sandwich. Now your ex-sandwich.
- Lady Gaga <-- well, she's somewhere between. I just found her freaky.
- People who borrow books and think it's not necessary to return so they throw them away. WTF.
- Crappy teachers who make you stand for 3 hours.
- Flies, mosquitoes and spiders. They are nasty. I loath insects that bug me in the middle of the night.

Sucks.

- People who end up looking like clowns and are not aware of it. Too much color will never do you any good.
- Pedo <-- but pedo smile is awesome.
- Long lists <-- Yes I should shut up now.

*sigh*

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o

I Eat Porridge. Can I Be Goldilocks?

It's been almost a week. Am getting better. Rapidly. Nah. Sluggishly. Goodbye to sore throat and fever. Hello to ear infection. Bet you don't want the gross details, do you? I cried buckets of tears yesterday. OMG. Why? I felt sorry for myself. I had been bedridden for days. I missed college, laughing, blogging, looking nice and eating yummy food. My diet consisted of milk and porridge <-- I pretended to be Goldilocks (not that I found anything Just right). Oh, let's not forget the dreadful pain in my ear. And those antibiotics, man oh man, they are killing me. Wish they could have eaten up some fat, but hell no, they only took my shine away. I look.. what's the word.. UGLY. Ugly like Chucky's bride <-- now, now, am only exaggerating.

*boooo*

Okay. That was plenty of bitterness.
But am still Goldilocks (doesn't matter if I haven't got blonde hair. Or that I look fugly. Humph).


Am home bound <-- please don't start again and craving for new yummy novels. I LOVE books *heart heart*. Since I have been to terrible-madness medical college, I have not been reading much. Two years back, I used to go book-shopping twice a month, would buy around ten books on each visit and read them all in no time <-- showing-off. Come on, it's TRUE! Things have changed. Now I go once in a blue moon and get pretty stupid books in haste. Yes, good books don't come to me anymore *sob sob* I keep buying fazool-tareen novels about angels killing devils, romantic stories even worse than mills and boon or some irksome crime novel in which the detective is old and bald with a huge mustache. Anyway. I want the expert bookophillic back in me. Because this is a serious condition, not being able to buy peachy books, very serious.

Here are the books I really really really want to read:

The Brightest Star In The Sky by Marian Keyes

Like Mandarin By  Kristen Hubbard

..and ALL the novels by Anita Shreve. I adore her books. She is an amazing writer. My favorite book of hers is Fortune's Rock.  I wish I could write like her. Dream on.

Few days back I won a book 'Sorta Like A Rockstar' from this wonderful blog *happy*. I never thought I would win.. I guess such things  can happen, rarely, but they do. I won. At least now I will have a great book to read. Thank you Claire =)

Was so happy about winning, I entered more contests <-- now you must be laughing at me. Hey, if you are a bookworm, you should enter too. All you have to do is fill wee lil forms on these blogs:

- A Good Addiction
- Addicted 2 Novels


Oh, I won another blog award (note another &lt;--show-off). Thank Sydia =* You are awesome.

Wow. Yayie. I have 109 Followers. Thankyou so much guys, for reading my blog (and for loving it, I hope). I love you all =* just waiting for Valentine's Day.

College's holding Spring Festival on Sunday. Hope will be better by then. Looking forward to it =)

Good health to us <-- what? No world peace?

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o

February Is Over. March Doesn't Seem To Be My Month.

A crappy day is fine. Two crappy days are also fine.. but a CRAPPY week is so not dandy. 

Let's begin.

On Tuesday I woke up by falling out of my bed. I tried to catch my flying fishes for 2 minutes when it dawned upon me they were actually in a dream. Crap. I keep dreaming about colorful translucent fishes that fly around me. How mysterious.  And come on fishes, I don't like you. I don't even consume you. Stop invading my dreams.

Shampoo stings my eyes every morning. I have to suffer from red itchy watery eyes for half an hour. Some issues, I guess.

I have to go on a ultra-jumpy bus with my classmates daily. Imagine springing up and down for 45 minutes in a row. Am sure when we get off our organs aren't in their original positions. The hospital is getting way too unpleasant to bear. General surgery sucks.

yeah, something like this.

My friend and I bought the same exact dress. How can we outshine? It's appalling.

I studied for the test like a dweeb. The test was student-friendly. I wish I hadn't wasted precious hours going through the fat book when I could have aced it by hitting the thin booklet.

I broke my almost-new shoes on Wednesday. Had to use a safety pin. My friends and I, in my broken shoe, went shopping. The safety pin kept biting me. Now I have a blackish thumb and a callus on my small toe as big as a cow. <-- Shoes and I don't gel, don't you think? Flat pumps or heels, they all hate me.

These days I end up watching depressing and brutal movies. Rabbit hole, The talented Mr. Ripley, Mr. Brooke - They are all neat and go with my mood. <-- who needs to smile? Me.

Now the Big Crappy News: I have pharyngitis, 102 f fever and very severe body-ache that am unable to walk. It gets better and it recurs. My voice is croaky like a frog. Blahhh.

I missed today's OT because of my (un)health. My friend tells me it's bloody, suffocating and very interesting. Why couldn't I be sick last week?? <-- I had my scrubs ready, and I so wanted to wear them. 

sick n crappy. 

Enough crap for one post. Am off to eat porridge and apples <-- Yay? and then back to my warm bed for a little snooze.    

croak, croak.

Sidrah xx o(-_-)o

More Blessed Than Deserved To Be

I used to whine a great deal on little things that would put me off, for things I didn't have and for things I didn't want to have. The problem was I wanted everything that I didn't have, well, almost everything. It would bug me that I did not have a black nail polish when it was in bloom. Little things like DVDs from big things like iPods. I had to have them all <-- just like Ash in Pokemon. Gonna catch them all (it sounds like 'am gonna catch all those diseases') God, it was stressful. Trying to clinch the deal with my parents, being a goody-goody daughter and once I got it I was my oldself again. No, I was not a snob (how can you think so!), just very avaricious. I really do like to collect things, doesn't matter if they are useless to me. From past few months, I have been trying to change. Oh, I still drool for new dresses and jewelry and gadgets, but I don't go on whining about it all day. Working on it =) <-- I realized there is more to life than having an iPod and a mascara. 

I took one of my best friends for granted. Guess we both did. Anyway, little things went unappreciated and grudges were held, in the end the friendship was ruined (where have the good old days gone, when all you had to do to make up was to shake hands and Voila! You are best of friends again).  No more dwelling on the past, but losing that friend have changed the whole lot of me. When you are a grown up you cannot, should not, always keep dreaming about your perfect future with perfect whatever you want, what matters is your today <-- Did I just call myself a grown-up? Be happy in the present. Most us of here have all the basic things one would want in life. A house, clothes, a full happy stomach. We can walk, talk, watch and laugh. Appreciate it. Parents, siblings, friends, our cellphones and teddies, we take them for granted <-- if you love your teddy very much, give it a hug before going to sleep tonight. These days I see people in hospital in conditions you don't want to imagine and I keep realizing how lucky I am. No, it is not comparing yourself or feeling greater than others, but think what you are blessed with and thank God for it. Once you are content with what you have, there will be no itchy-burning feeling of not having something. It has made me feel so much better and am really glad =) <-- Yay!

*turns off the serious-OMG-life-is-so-good mode*

Once I was talking to this guy and he said to me 'I have an MP5'
Me trying to impress: I have MP3 AND MP4.
Guy: MP5 is a gun. <-- oops. There was no music player 5 then.
I felt deeply embarrassed and could only say 'oh, kewl'. Yes, I said kewl. Kewl.. kwewl.. kweel. Cool is better.

Today my friend, trying to teach me how to palpate the lymph nodes, spilled a hot hot cup of tea on me. My labcoat looked like a used pamper <-- okay, that was so gross. I was happy for milliseconds that my dress wasn't spoilt when my friend reminded me of the ward test. Imagine how I'd have looked like taking BP and asking questions about tummy upset in a tea stained labcoat that resembled a used pamper? Yucky. To safe myself from the bad image I washed it with my facewash and left it on a window to dry for 15 minutes. All I got was some dust from the dirty window. Result: I had to wear a wet muddy labcoat and I smelled like a fish. To top it all, my test didn't go too good and my patient was a total creep and know-it-all. Oh well, it happens. Hope you had a good day.

Yes, yes the labcoat isn't dirty. But she doesn't look too happy.

Happy moments!

That's the spirit!!

Sidrah xx o(^-^)o