2015.
When was the last time I actually posted something on this site? June 23. A few months ago, well it felt more like a lifetime ago? The prime reason I am updating this blog is because it totally slipped my mind to bring my journal. Feel and try to visualise my frustration, please. I have always brought my journal along with me and out of all the days where the immense urge to write decides to become apparent, I forgot. Ugh, mentally stabbing myself. I am over @ the school's Starbucks, sipping on Raspberry Truffle Mocha Frappucino. I have no idea why I am drinking it, particularly me being a caffeine-hater. Its alright, though. I guess the pre-menses state is here to say hello!
Anyway, its coming to the end of January, which primarily equates to me saying Adieu to my slug life and Marhaba to school! (try to notice the vague sarcasm intended) Am I excited? Well, can you conceptualise anyone waking up at 6:30 AM with an overly thrilled face, laughing gleefully at 8 AM and happily sacrificing sleep for an unrealistic deadline that was set by lecturers who are beyond absurd? NO, MY EXACT SENTIMENTS. Obviously, I am not ready to give up on a lot of things. I mean, during my 4 months holiday I have surprisingly made a few commitments. To inanimate objects, that is. I will miss writing to my heart's content, sleeping in till noon, unexpected dates with me, myself and I over at Starbucks, reading till the wee hours of morning, not showering till evening (yes ew, but I was at home the whole day, surely delaying my bath can't be that bad), all wrapped in my soft clothes aka my FAV PYJAMAS even during the day et cetera et cetera. List could go on, but I'll just spare you the petty details. However, I am sort of looking forward to school. I was more of getting restless over the holidays, as a matter of fact. Reason being I am the type of person that enjoys studying greatly. A day can't go on without me finding some form of new information. It is a need and is of utmost importance for me to gain new knowledge. I am just baffled at how much secrets the world kept. Speaking of, did you actually know that the wrinkles at the back of our fingers are actually dimples????? Oh and the scientific name for a jellyfish is Medusozoa. Weird how it is awfully close to Medusa, right? The trailing tentacles of a jellyfish and Medusa's hair. See the link? Right right??? As I was saying, (I am always swaying away from the topic) this is what I would do mostly during the holidays. Searching for facts to entertain myself.
What I would miss the most would be writing. I would not call myself a fine writer, for I do not major in English. I do not know the proper rules for writing and grammar and whatnot. I am just an avid writer and reader. It is a hobby mostly, never a profession. Let me tell you a secret: I actually have this book whereby I write about the people I am close with - J.I (my clique), Seetz, and other minor individuals I encounter. It may seem as though I am a stalker but this is what I am good at - observing people. I know I know, there are a lot of people nowadays proclaiming at how good they are at "observing" people. I mean, yes anyone can do that but.. I don't know. Its like, I have this indiscernible link that I can predict how they are like, what would they do, what does their reaction mostly mean. You know, sometimes, I have this weird theory that I may be.... a psychic. I'm joking, ha! Nonetheless, yes. Its just how I am, maybe there are others that are like me, no doubt about that for I am not trying to be anyone special (I'd rather blend in, in fact). I guess this is a reason why I love to meet new people, keep in mind that I dislike to engage in intimate interactions despite loving to create new bonds. So, I observe and I write about them. Pen it down how each of them are different. What makes each of them stand out and live up to their name. This, to me, is absolutely exhilarating. Also, I suppose I write to help myself remember. God knows what is wrong with my memory for these few years now. It's like I am constantly forgetting major things and that is not exactly helpful in certain situations. Something is up with my head, recently. Recurring aches happening at the hindbrain. Hey brain cells, you having a gig going down there? Coachella's over! No idea what is going on with my brain, but no worries, the appointment I have on February 13th will clear it all up, I hope.
Alright, I guess this is all I have for now. It is already a quarter past 7 and I wouldn't want to miss my family dinner. This is a once-in-a-blue-moon kinda post, an exception. It will be back to my journal after this post, as it has always been. So long blogger! Nothing but love, always love.
Farah A.