I decided to re-design the blog again! Yes, I get bored with the blog designs easily. I've used blue and pink as the theme MUCH too often; this time I wanted to use another color. But, yet again, I fell in love with this blue background wallpaper and HAD to make it my blog theme!! Hope my visitors like it as much as I do!!

There have been so many new events in my life, I'm surprised I didnt write about them in my blog! Usually I update my blog whenever the slightest thing happens in my life. I guess I was too busy trying to keep up with everything.

So I'll do a quick summary...

I'm no longer in high school (phew...!). I'm in first year university now and its been about 5 months. How am I doing? Not too well...BARELY passing everything. I'm currently majoring in English Literature, and I think I made the right decision. However, my study habits are still very meager, so I'm suffering accordingly. One good thing, though, is that I realized I am REALLY interested in languages! At the beginning of the year, I impulsively decided to take Chinese, and my relatives and friends were all shocked; it is such a different language, they were doubtful of whether I could handle it or manage to keep up my interest long enough. Fortunately, not only have my interests in the language tripled in amount, but I've also learned something new about myself - that I LOVE languages, so much so that I'm thinking of double majoring (or minoring) in linguistics and also learn many more languages in my future years in university.

Clouds; fluffy, white clouds.

I must be dreaming again.  

Alright, I'll stop dreaming and come back down on solid ground...

I'm quite good at dreaming, but my efforts are never anywhere near as big as my dreams. I say I want something, but I never work hard enough for it. I pray that I wont make the same mistakes again; I pray that God grants me the strength and patience to work hard and achieve my dreams this time!

MUST WORK HARD!!

Honestly, what is up with all the recent spam?? I've been getting loads of spam from random fake blog users and it is a pain having to go through each one of my posts to delete the spam! PLEASE, B.Net, do something about it!? :(

Here's another random scene I wrote a while ago. I wanted to write a full story with it, but as always I cant seem to get started or get myself to finish a story. Maybe this summer I'll finally finish a story.

So here's a scene (part of a story) I wrote a few months earlier; thought I'd share it with other blog-hoppers. Keep in mind that I had no outlines, no plans, and no idea who my characters were or what the actual plot of my story would eventually be. I simply sat down and began to write whatever came to my mind. I somewhat have an idea of what is going on in the scene, but no idea WHY it is happening and what the end result will end up being. I'm not going to tell you what the "situation" in the story currently is because..well..I feel that it makes no sense. Its kinda stupid . But anyway, read it if you like and take what you will of it  . And of course, PLEASE leave a comment (any possible plot ideas, constructive criticism, etc..doesn't matter).

So here's the scene, enjoy!

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We are running faster now, and I can feel my heartbeat increasing. I hold on to his hand, his fingers protectively wrapped around mine, and even in a situation like this, I can't help but catch myself smiling. "It shouldn't be any further," he assures, glancing back momentarily at me with a smile.

As he leads me into a small alley, our pace begins to slow until eventually we come to a stop. Before us stands a door like every other door I've seen before, nothing special. I'm not sure how this nothing-special door is going to come of any use to us. He knocks, and after a moment, a middle-aged woman opens it to let us in. "Your brother called me to tell me you'd be coming," the woman says as she moves aside to let us in. She is dressed unexpectedly pleasant for a place that seems so poorly maintained. "Yes, thank you for arranging everything at such a short notice", he replies. The woman nodds and smiles pleasantly, first at him, then at me. I smile back, still a bit puzzled by the whole situation. He follows the woman up a small flight of stairs, and I follow obediently. We stop at what seems to resemble a small apartment room.

"We haven't much time, so if you would kindly..."
"Your package is ready", the woman breaks him off halfway, her smile still present.
"What package?" I ask.

My question was not answered. Instead, I was led into a separate room, with a small bed and a large box delicately placed above it. "I will be in the next room, if you require any assistance", the woman says to me. She turns away and closes the door behind her, leaving me all to myself in the gray, gloomy room. I turn away from the door to face the bed. I'm still unsure of my task, but it must have something to do with that box. Walking towards the box, I carefully open it, revealing a beautiful blood-red, heavily embellished garment. I hold the garment up to myself, nothing more than speechless by its delicacy.

The blood-red garment now veils my flesh, and I admiringly stare back at my reflection on the closet-mirror. “Are you ready, Amber?” the voice of the woman comes from the other side of the door. For a moment I had drifted back to the earlier days, the days before that incident took place. “Amber?” the woman asks again, her tone now more concerned. I turn my attention to her, as she slowly opens the door. “You look beautiful, dear! But why aren’t you wearing your jewellery?” she inquires, the lines on her forehead still visible. I glance back at the box, and there lay three red velvet cases. How had I missed those? The woman skilfully places the exquisite pieces of jewellery on their rightful locations on my body. “There, you are ready. Oh, my! Arshad will be very impressed!”

I'm not sure why Arshad needs to be impressed.

As I walk out of the room, I notice a man wearing a black suit waiting in the small living room, his back towards us. I can't see who this man is, but as he turns around, I know its him – its Arshad! He turns around to face me, and his expression resembles my own. For a moment we stares at one another, admiring each other in silence.

Like any other day, I arrive home from school a little too early - skipping my last period class - and jump right on to my beloved computer; my world of sanctuary, the only thing I look forward to in my day. I don't really have to do anything in particular on the computer today, except waste some time and forget my problems in the process. I decide I'll open up my email accounts, pretty sure that I won't have any emails. I first open up my 'professional email', which is only used for extremely important stuff like university and job notifications - no mail. I then open up my 'personal email', in which I get emails from friends, family, teachers, etcetera - 1 new mail! Wow, I wonder what it could be - hopefully nothing bad, like a complaint from a teacher. The email is titled "Journal of the Week Winner" - a spam from Bravenet?? But I usually never get any spam from Bravenet!

Confused, I open up the mail to reveal the most wonderful news I've gotten in a long while. I've won Journal of the Week in Bravenet! I have honestly done everything I possibly could, in the past, to get on the winners-list. I tried being active more often, posting entries religiously, and visiting the blogs of others. While I did make some wonderful blog-buddies, I failed to win anything. I gave up my quest, thinking if it is meant to happen, it will happen. And it did happen! I'm so happy and this surprise has totally made my week! Thank you Bravenet - I'll always love you for providing me with this wonderful personal space, for giving me a blog I can actually personalize and make my own. Out of all the blogs I've ever used - and I've used quite a few - Bravejournals is the best!

Thank you for the Journal of the Week! I really appreciate it!

Oh how I've missed my blog!

I can't seem to write on my blog regularly; something always comes up. But that doesn't mean I've stopped loving my blog. Just the thought of writing on here sends an excited shivver through my spine...a tug at my heart. Nope, I haven't stopped loving my blog, and I don't think I ever can. As long as I have my love for words, my love for my beloved blog will exist.

There is so much going on in my life right now. Before one problem is solved, another one arrives. I would love to sit on my computer every day and just..write. Write out all that is going through my mind. But if only life supplied us with that much time. We weren't sent on earth equipped with limitless time; we don't have enough time to use for the purposes of our pleasure. Its either we try and use our time to survive through this life, or enjoy and be destroyed by our need for pleasure. There's a bit of philosophy there for you. I guess taking a philosophy course at school has awakened my philosophical self; something I'm pretty pleased about, if I do say so myself.

Hmm.. what else? Well, again, if I had some time, I'd be writing a story. I would really like to write another story. If only I had the time.

I can't think of what else to write.

I guess I'll write another time.
LATER!