September 28, 2008
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September 27, 2008
September 25, 2008
September 24, 2008
i’m like on a blogging spree..
- rockstar got in touch with supersizeme. she hasn’t reached pakistan yet.. and yes, she’s alhumdulilah fine.
- today is Y’s birthday.. i called him at like 2am last night (his 3am).. it’s not my fault! that’s when i got done talking to sexy. it was kind of awkward, lol.y: umm hello
me: heyyyy happy birthdayyy
y: haha thank you.. how did you know?
me: i read your msn and then i checked your facebook, lol.
y: hahaha chalo good ..
me: acha suno i’m going to sleep. g’night
y: bye - ex is visiting this october. sexy thinks we’re going to patch up.. sexy might just get a blackeye from me *_*
- kat is visiting soon too.. i’m soooooo excited!!! i can’t wait to see her.
- i really need to party.. like stay up all night, dance with all my super drunk friends, drive those idiots home, sing at the top of my voice kind of party. i haven’t done that in weeks now.
- i need to lose weight. umm that shouldn’t be too hard, should it? someone said that you lose a lot of weight once you start smoking. hmm!!
September 23, 2008
September 21, 2008
September 20, 2008
could it get worse? will it get any better? will my kids see the pakistan i once saw?
three days ago, there stood a man in front of me who had lost his daughter due to a high school shooting.
“close your eyes and think of 10 people whose death would make one hell of a difference to your life.”
okayy, i thought. mom, dad, brothers. that makes 5. 5 more? god mother, kat, sis-in-law1, sis-in-law2, and dadi. these 10 people complete my life. i can live without talking to them for months, but the feeling of knowing that i can speak to them whenever keeps me satisfied.
when i heard about the blast in marriot (islamabad) i almost wet my pants. my dad was there.. after an hour of trying to call him, his driver, and his assistant constantly, we got through. he is fine.. he was driving to marriot at that time and actually saw the explosion. right now he is in some hospital helping the hurt (even though he’s not a doctor at that particular hospital).
i’m upset. i’m shattered. i’m heart-broken. i have spent days in marriot attending conferences with my father, going to weddings with my family.. i’ve lived in their rooms. i’ve had coffee in their lounge. i go around telling people that pakistan is safe. that my family travels to and from pakistan almost every two months and we’re fine.. but now i feel unsafe. i feel unsafe in the land that i wasn’t born in, but still consider to be home. before this day it was only the common man who suffered.. now i see the likes of us going through the torture. i may be selfish.. in fact i am selfish, but i can’t stand this.
i detest zardari.. i detest suicide bombers.. i just can not stand anyone right now!
.. but i have this hope that someday when i have kids, pakistan will be a perfect place. inshallah!
September 17, 2008
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September 14, 2008
Sunday Smiles: my third ex?
all the people who follow my ‘kurri’ box on the right probably know that i recently got in touch with my third ex. yes i always thought that i’ve only been with two guys but turns out that there were three, lol. this is a guy i went out with 5 years ago.. yes 5 years ago.. to prom, haha. we only dated for two weeks though, lol. he saw me on a mutual friend’s facebook and msged me saying “wow is that you” .. lol.
so yeah.. we facebooked for an hour. then we msned.. and then we exchanged numbers. catching up with him was fun. gossiping bitching.. all of that. i don’t plan on telling sexy about him though. i know he wont be too happy.. i mean who gets in touch with their ex? sigh. the ex (lets call him Y) likes to call and text me all the time. i don’t wanna tell him that i’m with someone, but i also don’t want him to get any random ideas, sigh. help?
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this morning i received a good luck message from sexy. he called me an hour after i had gotten out of the crappy whateveritwas (people who know, shush!).. he was with his boys but he said he just wanted to know how it all went and stuff. he is one amazing person . he called me again just a while ago. he sounded soooo happy.. and he was sooo happy that i was sooo happy after sooo long, haha. yes that’s how he phrased it. “baby i’m soo happy that you’re soo happy after soo long.”
he wants me to give him a lovey dovey name.. exactly how he calls me a little something that is too personal to put on the blog.. and of course there’s baby.
the funniest was ..
me: aap saaree raat jaagtey hain aur phir kehtay hain kay aap beemaar ho gaye hain
sexy: tau aap sunein na baba.. sirf weekdays mein jaagta hoon. weekends par tau so jaata hoon
note: we don’t call each other aap. it’s only limited to daant and sarcasm, lol. in fact we hardly ever talk to each other in urdu, lol.
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