Something Just Occured to Me

OH GOD! I feel so blinkin nauseaous right now, I cant believe it- Tomorrow is the only exam that i will never find easy at all i my life nor will i be confidently receiving an "A" for- ARABIC! Im so scared, my arms are heavy, knees weak, alms are sweaty, theres vomit on my sweater already.. Ok, ew, NOT true but still it DOES feel lke that to me.

So anyway, today, what did i do today? Hmmm...

Well I was thinking of changing the format of my blog so that it is concerned with what I do daily. Kinda like a diary because im not really bothered to actually keep a PHYSICAL diary due to the annoying fact that it is ALWAYS being read no matter what and where i hide it.  But that wont be taken into action right now, but later on, when i satrt the new semester and get the juicy details about everything. so yeah, right now im in  the computer Lab trying to get my bearings while typing this thing. Isnt it just amazing how one can get inspiration and then suddenly that inspiration dwindles away like it has never even been there before? That was what i experienced this whole week so far. I mean, right now i'm trying to juggle new book ideas and have already had a headstart on three books but im not really sure where to begin at all.

I mean should i just go ahead and like write it all down and then go on from there?

You see, thats the thing with the interention of the mind: you snap up whatever idea you have and then you wing it from there. I love modern minds.

Okay, todays, blog topic is "Something Just Occurred to Me" that boys are stupid. They have it all so easy on them, you know? I mean, they dont have to go around worrying about their weight because they do know that there is at least one beautiful girl in their lifetime that will ALWAYS love them no matter what! You never see that in a girl. It's either STAY THIN and Gorgeous or BE FAT and never get married. Bringing this up now was fueled by the matter of my little Cousin came up to me and asked me "Why dont you eat at night?" I stared at her for a really long time and i simply answered, "I want to be skinny". Then she looked at me and replied, "Me too. I want to be like you." So yea that was what prompted me to write about this.

But seriously the REAL reason why I named the topic as it is, is because i realised that my crush H** was just something i was infatuated with. its wasnt real or anything. It was just a silly schoolgirl crush that i had on Khaled and all the other guys in my high school knowing that i will never have them at all. The reason why i came to this conclusion is because after almost two weeks of NOT seeing him at all, i really didnt care less what he was doing, where he was or anything like that. And i even forgot how he looks like! (The fact that i dont perve on his Facebook page anymore makes it even more obvious that he was just a Spur of the Moment thing).

So yea, i hope you DO enjoy this post like you do all the other posts and yeah. take a lesson from this.