Hearty parts..
I’ve been the needle and the thread
Weaving figure eights and circles round your head
I try to laugh but cry instead
Patiently wait to hear the words you’ve never said..
This following entry was written in utter boredom and awe. Every single detail is non-fictional regarding any idiot what so ever.
Well its not everyday that you find a man rapping at your doorstep. The muggers over here in Sharjah are so weak that my sister can run behind them and mug THEM instead.
Or worse, when you find people shoving bits of papers through the gap on our main door. Only that it is not any kind of paper, but STICKERS of gas and maintanence companies.
[Stickers - fun for my sister...utter crap for the rest of the family..]
My sister would open these fly papers and stick them on to our room door where my hand made 3 foot Ying Yang used to rest.
But well today i saw something so redundant that it gave me time to laugh within my study schedule.
Check it out.
This is some maint. sticker and it is in a HEART shape....
How the hell do you connect a fridge with romance?
How do you connect and A/C with Cupid?
How the hell do you connect maint. with love?
[well i dont kno but im sure wicked_danu has an answer to each and every question above, cause he can relate an elephant with an ice-cream when he wants. *wonders*]
A red colored heart maint. sticker..well that does tell me a lot about the damn company.
In other news, i finally cracked the password to my dad's laptop. *sighs* 8 frikkin months it took me..
He promised me that he would let me use his laptop if i could crack the password, but there is no fun in his laptop left. All the kool players and softwares and [Company Etti-slut (Etisalat)] had been removed recently after his had a disk clean up due to some crap virus.
Zinda called yesterday. I was missing her. *Whoopdeedoo* We spoke for 1 hour and 19 minutes. Staggering eh?? it seemed less but it was just about perfect.
Oh well ..
Gu'bye people
Weaving figure eights and circles round your head
I try to laugh but cry instead
Patiently wait to hear the words you’ve never said..
This following entry was written in utter boredom and awe. Every single detail is non-fictional regarding any idiot what so ever.
Well its not everyday that you find a man rapping at your doorstep. The muggers over here in Sharjah are so weak that my sister can run behind them and mug THEM instead.
Or worse, when you find people shoving bits of papers through the gap on our main door. Only that it is not any kind of paper, but STICKERS of gas and maintanence companies.
[Stickers - fun for my sister...utter crap for the rest of the family..]
My sister would open these fly papers and stick them on to our room door where my hand made 3 foot Ying Yang used to rest.
But well today i saw something so redundant that it gave me time to laugh within my study schedule.
Check it out.
This is some maint. sticker and it is in a HEART shape....
How the hell do you connect a fridge with romance?
How do you connect and A/C with Cupid?
How the hell do you connect maint. with love?
[well i dont kno but im sure wicked_danu has an answer to each and every question above, cause he can relate an elephant with an ice-cream when he wants. *wonders*]
A red colored heart maint. sticker..well that does tell me a lot about the damn company.
In other news, i finally cracked the password to my dad's laptop. *sighs* 8 frikkin months it took me..
He promised me that he would let me use his laptop if i could crack the password, but there is no fun in his laptop left. All the kool players and softwares and [Company Etti-slut (Etisalat)] had been removed recently after his had a disk clean up due to some crap virus.
Zinda called yesterday. I was missing her. *Whoopdeedoo* We spoke for 1 hour and 19 minutes. Staggering eh?? it seemed less but it was just about perfect.
Oh well ..
Gu'bye people