UGHHH. DEPRESSING WEEKEND.

I am SO DEPRESSED. Today was pretty much horrid.

If you are in Dubai, you'd know what I'm gonna talk about.

THE DEPRESSING THUNDERSTORM.

If you didn't know, I'm not a fan of too much rain. I mean, a little rain or drizzle is okay, but today is a complete thunderstorm. Yes. IS. It has stopped raining now, but who knows? It might stem out again.

I woke up at 6 AM, and I had read in the paper, that it was gonna rain today. My mom and my little brother had gone to my school for a school entrance exam my brother had to attend.
Some time later, my mom called, and told me to take the clothes out of the balcony as it was drizzling, I woke my sister up, and after some time, I went to take a shower. When I came out, it was realized it was raining heavily. Then, my sister went to take a shower, and since I was alone, I was SHITTED OUT. I was just walking here and there, though I don't think I lost any weight.
Sometime later, my mom came back, and I was RELIEVED. Then it got a LITTLE sunnier. Yay! In the afternoon, I had to go to a luncheon, and just as we left, the thunder, and the rumbling began, and I was SHITTED OUT. And the area outside my building was flooded. It was crazy.
I came back home around 5 PM, and around 5:45 PM, the thunderstorm began, and the thunder got INTO me, I was SHIT SHITTED OUT now. I was so scared, I was in ULTRA-panic mode.
And it was such LOUD thunder.

Anyway, it has calmed down a bit, and I hope this doesn't continue on to tomorrow.

And, I found something, a list I had made around the March of 2011.

Okay, let's begin.

Extreme boredness list: (Use for depressing, sad and un-sunny times)

Play old games in the iPad. (Played a few new games.)
Search your bookshelf, for old untouched books to read. (Busy reading The Last Olympian.)
Read old magazines. (Like I said, busy reading The Last Olympian.)
Read a tinkle. (Tinkles are reading digests for kids, and they are full of comics. I love tinkle, and I grew up reading these books. I have a collection, though, it is halted, since I don't buy tinkles anymore.)
Rummage through old stuff. (Too lazy.)
Read HUGE books. (Reading The Last Olympian.)
Think about stuff. (Pass.)
Fold some laundry or learn. (As much as I'd like to learn, I am just too lazy to do it.)
Write about things in old notebooks. (I'm already blogging. So done.)
Read old Archies. (I just did.)
Think about happy stuff. (Nahh.)
Draw stuff. (Not now. Creativity is on the down low.)
Do assignments in ol- NO! I am already neck deep in my incomplete mess of crap to do. No thank you.
Stay at aunt's house. (I don't feel like it.)
Pray. (Done.)
Have a little nap. (Not in this storm.)
Do some housework. (I am proud to say, I helped my mum in some work today.)
Try thinking of stuff to do. (Nah. Pass.)
Stay in your socks and sleep. ( I am wearing my socks. But sleep? I can't.)
Clean up. (Too much to clean.)
Watch little cartoons. ( I can't. TV is currently occupied.)
Write a long story. (My creativity ceases to exist.)

Well, I guess I did a few of them. 

Now I'm just waiting for my dad to come back from India. He'll probably reach Dubai around 12 AM. Though, the rain has flooded a lot of Dubai. I can't even see the pavements.

I know that this isn't as worse as Sandy or anything, but, you usually don't see heavy, flooding rains in Dubai. But I guess anything can happen.
Quick fact: It snowed in the Sahara Desert in the late 70s.

Now I feel like I've enlightened you. 

Okay. I'm gonna go.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

End of the week.

I'm so sick. Start of a bad weekend.

I had the WORST shawarma right now. The last bite I had was THE WORST. 

Upon a hill, across a blue lake! That's where I had my first heartbreak! 

I wanna burst into song all the time.

I TRIED to complete some work. I failed. 

Anyway, it's getting wintery. Though not SO COLD. If anyone from Russia cam here, they'd laugh at us and explain to us that it's summer. It's around 25 degrees Celsius right now.

I remember that last December, we'd been to Kuwait to meet my relatives. It was 8 degrees. I was kinda cold. I'm used to summer. I LOVE summer. (It's weird coming from a resident of Dubai, cuz summers are usually brutal.) And its one of the reasons I LOVE Dubai. It's summer. I'm not a fan of rainy days. (If I was in England, I'd be the biggest BUZZKILL.) So, I can't really adapt to cold so fast. Though at times it is relieving. Sometimes there's too much summer.

Anyway, it's pretty late, I have to get up early, and have a bath, so I can stay at my aunt's house cuz my mom has to accompany my brother at his entrance exam at my school. And I'm probably gonna be pretty depressed tomorrow. MAYBE. I'll let you know.

Atleast I'll be having a holiday till December 3rd, cuz of UAE National Day.

I was gonna do, "Why I love being an expatriate in Dubai." today, but it was too late. 

I'll do it later.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

A week of a month of a year.

A day of a week of a month of a year.

WHY can't I sit still for a MINUTE without being distracted from doing my homework? I can't stand homework. Can't sit it either. All I want to do for the moment is wait for the FAs to get done, and I can rest and read stuff. I got LOADS of books piling up, and I dunno when I'm gonna complete them. I'm reading The Last Olympian from the Percy Jackson series right now, and after that I'll probably begin the book Consumed, (Once my dad brings it to Dubai.) and after that, maybe the Harry Potter series. If I complete that series quickly, I'll begin the Heroes of Olympus series. And if I'm still not satisfied, The Hunger Games is till yet to be completed. So, my book schedule is basically covered for atleast the next six to nine months. I'm not that fast of a reader when it comes to novels.

Anyway, I saw some supermarket catalog a few days ago, and I saw something. A phone in particular. It's not like I can't live without a phone, but I feel like I need it, since I fall into a lot of independent issues, though I am a very dependent person. (I'll get to that in some time.)

Anyway, back to the phone. It was for almost 70 dirhams. That's like 20 dollars. It was Samsung color screen phone, and it had a SIM card free with it. That is actually kinda cheap.

And to my dependency issue, I am really dependent. I can't go alone anywhere, 'cuz I'm scared. VERY scared. I was basically stuck like glue to Shwetha on the day of Aquaventure. A part of me would blame my parents, for not letting me out on my own more often, but I know they were just trying to protect me. 

But, last month, I had to go for tutoring on a Thursday for some reason, and my dad had come to pick me up. And he didn't come up to the tutor's apartment to pick me, he had asked me to come down. It was already 6:00 PM, and it was dark. I, being TERRIFIED on going on lifts alone, I was going to get down from the stairs. But then I realized, there was NO source of lighting on the staircase. I had go alone in the dark, where I couldn't see A THING. And I had two flights to climb down. Thankfully, the second flight of stairs was illuminated. 

I'm a WIMP. 

I'm going to iron my uniform now. 

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

I need vacations. WEEK.

I'm about to lose my mind. Haven't had a vacation for so long, I NEED A VACATION.

Seriously. I need time to catch up with the load of work I have. I know people have so much more work to do, but still. I can't stand so much work. I don't like it. 

Anyway, I was watching some dude on YouTube express his negative opinions on a few singers, and I found that craploads of people were like, "U KNW WAT? ppl lyk singer bcum famous cuz of u haterz. haterz gunna b haterz. so keep on hatin. dey bcum famous." OR "jus cuz u dnt lyk dem duznt mean u cn badmouth dem yknw. dey do wat they luv and dey do it bettr den u."

Talk about internet drama. But I feel that because a few people didn't like the person you do, and you're just shitting your words on them 'cuz they don't. 

I mean, ALMOST everyone hates Friday, or It's Thanksgiving. But there are humans who actually enjoy those songs. And it's okay to throw hate on them?

Maybe there is someone who hears the screeches of Rebecca Black in a song of the Beatles. WHY? 'Cuz we have the ability to create OPINIONS. 

Something which might sound AMA'ZAYN' to you, may sound UN-FABU'LOUIS' to someone else. Fuck, that was the WORST pun ever. I apologize.

Okay, nothing else to talk about, so I'll continue with another excerpt from my rip-off story.

Diary of a Little maid

School

I wish I did not have to leave school. But I do for the sake of my dear mother. My teacher, Ms. Victoria was really sad and shocked when she heard this. This was because I was the most disciplined girl in the school. She was crying wells of water. Why my friends Jane and Janet heard of this, they had the same reaction. Jane said, "Why do you have to leave? You are the one who solves our problems." She was right. I did. Everyone used to bury me with their problems. Even Edward Stephens. Edward Stephens was the eldest and most arrogant boy in the school. Nobody likes him. But he gets very soft-hearted at his times of problems. Now this was the last time I will see any of them. I was on my way to search for a job.

I have already hung my head in shame. You are a fool, 6th grade me. 

Anyway, I'd better get to work. I have 15 maths questions to complete.

It's a boring, sleepy, tiring week.

MONDAY. GOSH, It's a MONDAY.

I hate work. I have NO time management. I cant even complete my schoolwork. Plus, I now even have tutoring homework to complete. YAY! I can't WAIT to get out of 10th grade. If I work my ass off now, I can slip through the next one and a half years. 

I wanna watch some good show. I have watched each episode of almost all the shows I like watching. SNL, The New Normal, Baby Daddy, How I Met You Mother, etc.

But let's get away from shows, and get to music. WHY do shit songs exist? Why does the company which produced 'Friday' exist? I know I have a TERRIBLE singing voice with a TERRIBLE songwriting experience. But, people like, Rebecca Black and Nicole Westbrook, should be taken to a padded room, and someone has to explain to them, HOW society, music and YouTube works. They obviously haven't heard about comments and crap.

The rapper (fat Usher) who randomly jumps into 'Friday' and 'It's Thanksgiving' said something about Friday being a good song, and many people have watched it, and haters gonna be haters. 

Well, one day, the cover which has been blinding you will be lifted, fat Usher.

And the one thing that pisses me off, celebrities have admitted liking it. Even SIMON COWELL said some shit about liking it. SIMON COWELL. The dude on X Factor who is rude to people who have sung better than her, and say they have 'no potential'. 

And other celebrities too. Chris Brown, Miley Cyrus, and some other people. I thought they knew music. Apparently, they don't.

But, anyway, I dunno about other people, but I FUCKING HATE that song. Some people might think it's catchy, and A LOT of people say that many people are jealous of her fame. Sorry, but I'd rather be ignored than sing a song which a kindergartner wrote to rise to fame.

But remember, today is Friday, tomorrow is Saturday, and Sunday comes after. Got that? 

Well..That was Random Topic. The shit song, FRIDAY.

OKAY. I'm just gonna wail at the load of work I have to complete now.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

The FINAL week of November.

Man..time FLIES. It's SUNDAY the 25th.

Well, today was a fine day. I slept for around 12 hours, then got dressed up to go to school  for the Parent-Teacher meeting, and my mom met my teacher, and she said some shit which I fail to recollect. Then day went on, and now I just came back from tutoring. 

So that was it about today.

Anyway, when I was in 6th grade, I loved the books of the author Jacqueline Wilson. I still do. I love her writings. I have her autograph on three of my books which is enough to show that I really love her books.

My parents had gone to America in 2009 to stay with my aunt, since her husband was not feeling well. So, my sister and I were stuck to live at our uncle's house. 

During that time, I was reading The Lottie Project by Jacqueline Wilson, and I really like that book. So I made a LITERAL, TOTAL rip-off of the book. Anyone who has read the book knows the I copied almost every single word of it. 

But actually, I only copied off the 'Lottie Project' bit off the book. basically the book is about Charlie, and she has to do her project about the Victorian Era. So she writes a story about a young maid/nanny in the Victorian era. I was just copying that story. I just changed some names.

Anyway, here is one of the parts I ripped off:

Diary of a little maid

Family

Oh, hi, I am Lotta, short for Charlotte. Nobody ever called me Charlotte. I just love my family, its me , my mother Josephine, my little brother Peter, my sister Sophia and my two infant twin sister and brother Elizabeth and James. You must be wondering who's my father, he is not in this world and I am happy. Obviously because he was rude and used to scold me and my mother and my other siblings. We were going to leave him anyway. But the real problem was about work. Since my father died, we have no money. We get pension but that just goes in the food, school and rent. My mother needed a way to earn some extra money.

PATHETIC. I just took a really good story, and made it into some dog-eaten shit. This is really what I wrote. And I thought that this was 'AMAZING' 3 years ago. 

What a fool I am. My grammar is a cow's ass. So is my language.

I may or may not continue to blog the rest of the story.

Well, I am not in a mood of random topic. SO...

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

AQUAVENTURE DAY!

The day of AQUAVENTURE!

It was EPIC. I loved it. I was just bummed that I couldn't ride the Leap of Faith. Otherwise, it was AMAZING. I really enjoyed it, and I think I'm a little less hydrophobic now.

Though there weren't SO MANY rides, I enjoyed it. In India, almost a 4 hours to 5 hour drive from where I live, is like a BIG water park, and it is SO MUCH FUN. There are amazing rides, and it's fun to play. And not just water rides, but 'land' rides too. 

I don't have much to say, I am kinda tired to explain ALL the details of today, and I actually planned to type out a rip-off story I'd written in the 6th grade, but I'm just too lazy. Let's hope I can do it tomorrow.

So...

RANDOM TOPIC!

Best and worst sport moments:

BEST: When the person you wanted to win, won. EPIC-LY

WORST: When the person you wanted to win, lost. EPIC-LY.

So, I have completed my work here.

More tomorrow. If I'm up to it.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

The WEEKEND.

1 DAY to Aquaventure!

I am really excited. I have just begun packing right now. I think I'll have more trouble in changing, and playing games and stuff there 'cuz I have the scarf and everything. I really want to take pictures, but I can't, since we can't take cameras.

But aside from that, I actually had a lot of stuff planned to blog about yesterday, but I couldn't because I was too tired.

SO..LET'S BEGIN.

Okay, so first, I wanted to share with you a paper I was writing in Biology class about what was happening around me.

• Okay, we are going into another class and I can here things behind me. 
• Yay! The projector is on. 
• Studying, studying...
• Shwetha is flaring her nostrils at Irene. (I guess.)
• Anncy is gritting her teeth at Irene. I know why! Because Irene drew a picture of Anncy which is pretty offensive. I think Anncy wants me to get it for her. 
• Irene is hitting me with her pouch! WHY! Let me go!
• I hear a British dude talking bout starfishes. EWWWW! Some shit-ass crab is eating the starfish! FUCK, IT'S GROSS. 
• I have got Irene's pouch! VICTORY IS MINE!!!
• GREAT. Now some other crab is biting off the starfish's leg. 
• Fuck. Irene apparently wants her pouch back.
• Now she's choking and poking me. Aren't you a great friend.
• I am hearing Juny laughing and talking in the background.
• STARFISHIES.
• Irene and Shwetha are bored. 
• I am asleep.

BIOLOGY IS DONE!

Okay, I was seriously jobless to write all of that down. Biology sucks.

Next, I want to type out some diary entries of mine around 3rd and 4th grade. I was just searching for my scrapbook when I found it. I have really blocked out a lot of my younger years of around 2nd grade till the 7th grade, 'cuz I have had really bad times during these years. I never really told anyone on how I didn't really have many good friends when I was younger. I did have one best friend, but after she left school in 6th grade, the only thing in my head was if she ACTUALLY liked me when we were friends.

But I'll talk about that later.

Note: The me who was writing these diary entries was a HORRIBLE person. She was daft, annoying, clingy, spoilt and many negative things you can actually think about a 3rd or 4th grader.

And this is almost exactly how it goes:

Dear Diary,

I have nothing to do in school. Everything is boring in the recess. I have no time to play. We always had to write. When I am home it is fun because home is fun for TV, study and books! and books! All of the sudden! After reading Quran.....I...go...out.....to....play! When I am entering my building, I rest on the bench. 

(The last part was actually an addition I forgot to write when I was writing this diary.)

04/05/06 - to be read as dd/mm/yy (cuz that's how we write dates.) So it'll be, 4th May 2006

Dear Diary,

Today my dad is going to East Africa for three days. Sunday is going to be my best day because my dad is coming back.

I Fooled You!

(Then I crossed it all out because ACTUALLY, my dad didn't go to Africa because he missed his flight.)

05/05/06

Dear Diary,

Today my father to a country called East Africa, and he is coming back at Monday. Have a nice day! And I forgot to tell you he went on Friday.

Monday morning at 6'o clock.

I did fool last time but not this time.

Then I have some entry about me being sad 'cuz I have no friends on the first day of 4th grade or something. 

But anyway, not only did I have a MAJOR facepalm moment when I read this, I was also disappointed in myself for the horrible grammar. This is exactly how it was written in the book.

And yeah, about the best friend that I had, well, I dunno. I hate the me of 2nd to 7th grade. I regret almost everything I've done during those times. I also blocked out so many terrible social experiences of mine which occurred in school. But sometimes things just don't go away. I really thought we were best friends because, she had always put up with the drama and nuisance I would do. Well, most of the time. She never said to my face that I was a spoilt brat. And I guess that's what I needed then. I never realized what a bitch I was because of this selfish cover blinding me for most of my childhood. After she left our school in 6th grade, and she started being mean to me on Facebook, and I was crying so badly at nights, I didn't even know what was going on. I was confused, and I turned even more bitter than I actually was. I still am that worse. It was only till last year that I realized that I was worse than I actually thought I was. 

And overall, it was actually my fault that I lost her as a best friend. When I was in 2nd grade, I made a new friend. Let me call her 'whore'. She was new to our bus, and we were just chatting away, and she became friends with my best friend too. (I'll call her 'J') Then after they started hanging out too, I got a little jealous, and I really didn't wanna lose J to whore. Because I hated whore. I put up with her bitchiness for almost 6 years. I pretended to like her, just to get on her better side. But it never happened. I think she hated me just as much. But in the end, J left anyway, so, I really don't care. I haven't cared for all this time. It still haunts me, and makes all of this seem like my fault, and I keep thinking what would happen if J hadn't left, and whore would just get a life of her own. I know, I wouldn't be having the effin' amazing friends I got today.

Well, that was depressing.

But I hope it'll be better 'cuz I am going to Aquaventure tomorrow. And Shwetha, I don't care if it's weird, but I am sticking to you tomorrow, 'cuz I don't wanna go to any rides alone.

So..
RANDOM TOPIC!

Eating late at night:

DON'T. Doesn't matter HOW hungry you are, or how tasty that food item is. DO NOT eat it. Your sleep will cease to exist. And MAYBE, so will you. 'Cuz I dunno, digestive and gastric problems lead to diarrhea, food poisoning, and whatnot. JUST. DO NOT. EAT LATE AT NIGHT. You will regret it, in the night, as well as in the morning when you wake up to get into the restroom.

Now I'm gonna continue packing.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank. 

Countdown begins.

2 days to the Aquaventure trip.

I have finally decided that I'm going. Now to deal with the excitement.

Well, I'd love to chat and talk about what all has occurred today, but I didn't realize that it's late.

I WANT to sleep. I'll start early tomorrow.

Yay for Aquaventure!

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

The Third week of November.

I am REALLY not a fan of Wednesdays. 

I am not. I have loads of work to be completed. SCREW it. I can't do all of this crap PLUS my tutoring homework. I can multitask once I begin with it, but I CAN'T do a lot of work at once. Sometimes pressure does help, but sometimes pressure makes me do no work at all.

I have thought about going to Aquaventure, but I am STILL in the think-through. I wanna go, but the weather stops me. On cloudy days, all I wanna do is stay at home. I don't really enjoy cloudy days much like most people who live in Dubai do.

But I am thinking about going. 

I don't think I'd be able to post 'PROPERLY' for the next couple of days, SO...

RANDOM TOPIC!

Ways to attract people to parties.

We don't really throw parties like in the Americas or Europes, but I'll give it a go.

It depends on what age group you are 'targeting'

Kids: Kid music, and playgrounds.

Teens: LOUD music, DJ, booze, Hot girls/boys.

Adults: Dinner, champagne, a place to sleep.

Elderly: I dunno. I haven't watched TV THAT much to know about it.

Well, I am fleeing. To eat.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

A week in November.

A Day in November. Tuesday to be exact.

FUCK. I have shitloads of work to complete. I am so bored. I wish I had time to do something better.

Anyway, nothing to talk about, so I'll continue with my friendship with my friends. (Haven't done that in A LONG time.)

5) Muslim classmates:

My Muslim classmates are my CLOSEST friends. REALLY. Well, Except for one. I'll get to her.

But the rest, they're almost like my best friends. There are 7 Muslim students in my class, (including me.) and I've known two of them for 10 years. Another one for almost 8 years. (Madiha.) Another one for almost 2 years. (Saima.) But I've grown close with all of them

The other one, (Saba. I think I've mentioned her before.) I knew her. She used to be in my school, (not in my class.) and I saw her every week in Islamic class. Then she left for a year, and came back, and this time she was in my class. Then we became really good friends. And just in, like, 5-7 months. 

And the last one. She also came into my class this year. But she's weird. We look alike, as in, she wear the scarf in the almost same way, we have hipster glasses, and nowadays I've been wearing my cardigan too. (Cuz she does ALL the time. Even in the summer.) Only thing is that she's fatter. But she talks in a very low voice, and she doesn't understand anything. She creeps me out. And she loves getting out of the class. No matter how much she hates the teacher, she'll do a lot of work. JUST to get outta the class. I mean, everyone does that, but I just hate her. Just looking for something to hate her for.

But overall, I really love my Muslim friends, 'cuz first of all we usually don't run outta things to talk about. We are always interested to listen to one another. And they are like calming shoulders to cry on. Like I did in when I really wanted to correct my marks. You can read about THAT here: ME! ME! ME!

And I'll do more about my friends later.

Anyway, I updated my parody song about my sorta-insomnia 'Sleepy' here: It's over HERE!

Moving on, RANDOM TOPIC!

Using an electronic toothbrush:

Wastes electricity. I think I last used an electronic toothbrush back in  3rd or 4th grade I guess. I don't think I did me any good. I am fine with a normal toothbrush which gets the job done. All I remember is, that it was purple in color.

Well, I have done my part of blogging today. Guess what I'm doing next. Just guess. You'll probably get it right. It is related to school, home and work.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

THE SPELLING BEE PRELIMS!

The day of the Spelling Bee preliminary round.

Yay! I passed! I think.

It was really good though. I think I'll lose a maximum of 7-8 points in written round. But I got both of the spellings correct in the oral round. I got pristine and furiously. Kinda easy.

I made some new friends too. They're from Poornima's class. I had fun. Last time, I slept halfway through the time as my turn usually gets over soon 'cuz my name begins from A. There were fairly easy spellings this year, and also less competition.

OH. I just watched the Amanda Todd video. I might have cried a little. 

But basically, I feel sorry for her. I DO. No one should ever end their life with suicide. ESPECIALLY for bullying. But, if you think about it, people have killed themselves for so much more. I've heard SO MUCH about suicides due to rape, drug abuse and all that crap, but a person's life is not WORTH ending on the rage, fury or anger of others. And you can never get past or forget your worst mistakes, but talking to people you trust makes it better. BLOGGING makes it better. A little bit. But not as much as face-to-face talking. I'm not exactly 'open' with my parents. But if I was ever bullied, I would tell them. If you have a blackmailer, get off social media. A person CAN live without social media. I don't really have the best advice or anything, but it does get better. And by 'better', I don't mean things like, "The person who bullied you died." OR "Your blackmailer was arrested." I mean little things. However little they might be, things have gotten better.  

And I cannot emphasize this more, but, talking makes it better. Not flash cards, or blogging. Real talk. Mouth-moving, sounds produced. 

Well, I think this can cover Random Topic for today. Bullying.

Anyway, I was searching for old crap to keep today, and I found one of my old autograph books. I came across an autograph of "Elizabeth". Who the hell is Elizabeth? Elizabeth is a common name, but I haven't even known ONE Elizabeth in my life. I think it must have been a teacher. I am searching for someone to call to catch up with work for today since I missed it. The worst thing, I missed English class. I love English. 

Well better get calling. After I watch Punk'd. 

So I should get going then. 

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

The Third week of November.

It's Sunday. The beginning of the week.

I expected today to be tiring. But it wasn't. I was pretty energized today, since I slept a lot in the class and the bus today.

I have the Spelling Bee prelims tomorrow, so wish me luck?

I am kinda nervous. I haven't studied as hard as I should. I have taken the week of tutoring, and I expect myself to study a lot this week, to pass with flying colors in my FA's.

FA's are 20 mark written tests which are a pain in the ass.

And the thing about my Spelling Bee study list is, there are a 112 pages, and it's mailed to us in a PDF file, I have nowhere else to put it in, other than my iPad. And I don't wanna print it all either. But I really wanna study when I reach there. Well, gotta live with it.

On 'good' news, we got our venue for our picnic this year.

It's in this..

This is Atlantis. The one in Dubai.

 Which is in this..

This happens to be Palm Jumeirah. Also in Dubai. 

Which is apparently going to be in this..

This is the to-be completed 'The Universe'. Obviously in Dubai.

Actually, our picnic this year is in Aquaventure. Which happens to be in Atlantis.

But I'm not going, 'cuz I'm not a fan of masses of water. I am a little hydrophobic. Also it's Dhs 155. My dad just bought a plot in India. (I will come to that in a minute.) And I spent a lot on the movies yesterday, plus the books which I've bought. I really don't wanna buy any more things in Dubai for the rest of the year.

And about the plot my dad bought in India, well..My parents are planning to move back to India. It's not exactly confirmed or anything, but whatever. I don't wanna talk about this.

Anyway I'm watching SNL now, so just one random topic, and the post is done.

RANDOM TOPIC!!

Relatives that give you creeps:

I'm not sure. I love my old relatives, they're sweet. And they love me too. I think it's relatives who are around my age that give me creeps. Mostly the guys. 'Cuz they're weird. I don't really get them. I like my youngest relatives the best. Like cute babies. The around 5-10 year kids are just fracking annoying and irritating.

Well, this be done. 

Wish me luck.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

THE WEEKEND.

The LAST day of my mini-vacation.

Awww. I was hoping this would last. 

Anyway, just came back from the mall. We went for the movie, and as soon as we came out, we were discussing everyone's money. I should just bought a 100 bucks and get over it. 

Well, now I'm gonna talk about something I CAN'T get over. The last movie of Twilight. 

SPOILER ALERT.

Spoiler alert ends at the BIG (*)

Okay. Back to where I left off. The movie was good. CERTAINLY better than the rest of the Twilight movies. But when the battle came up, it was EPIC. I don't even give a shit about the others. But, the battle was good stuff. It was so sudden when Carlisle's head came off and then Jasper's. I was hoping that no one else dies. And then I was cheering them to kill off the Volturi. The picture of Carlisle's head is still in my mind. It was so SUDDEN. It was very unexpected. Though it was just a vision.

*END OF SPOILER.

Well, that was done. Now back to trouble and toil of school. I'm just waiting for all these days to get by. I have one day off next Sunday and then the Sunday after that too for UAE national day and then 3 more weeks of school, and it's the Winter vacation. After that, THINGS GET SERIOUS. Lots'o tests be coming my way. I hope I survive. 

I still gotta complete my science journals. Better get going.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

The Weekend.

Yahoo. It be Friday.

UGHH. I'm am mentally barfing right now. I was snooping around in one of the drawers in my room, to search for old keepsakes and letters from my family from when I was younger. I came around an envelope, titled; 'To My Sweetheart, I Love You' in a suspiciously familiar handwriting. I opened it up and found a Hallmark-bought card. One the front it was written, 'You are my dream come true'. Inside, was an ULTRA-corny/cheesy letter written inside and it was signed, 'To my dearest *CORNY NICKNAME HERE* I'm not inserting the name here, 'cuz it's too cheesy. Then I realized it was from my dad to my mom, back from '95-'96 when my parents were engaged. (Side note - When two Muslims are engaged, they are not supposed to speak to each other till they are officially married in the Islamic way. So as an alternative, they wrote each other letters.) Personally, I was kinda grossed out. I know it's not weird, but I was REALLY grossed out. I'll return back to my mom as an early anniversary gift.

Keeping that away, I don't think I have much to talk about today. I think I'll update more tomorrow when I come back from an outing with my friends. I'm over my Twilight-phase, (Like 2 years ago.) but I'm really excited to watch the last movie.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

The week of holidays.

I never look forward to Thursdays.

Ughhh. I cannot type on this iPad! I'm BLEEPING pissed. And I'm also BLEEPING hungry. Since my parents do not know how to order normal food, I had to stay hungry. I still am. I'm scouring this house for food. But my mother hardly keeps any. 

If anyone even came to talk to me right now, I would punch their face till they bleed. I'm seriously in a bad mood now.

On better news, I got the 7th book of Diary of the Wimpy Kid today. So..YAY?

I should not be here. I just wanna slap people now. I should better go.

WHATEVER.

-Sam Frank.

The week of holidays!

Day 2 of my week of Holidays!

Had a big lunch party at our house today. Couldn't complete ANYTHING at all. I am going to my study desk right away. After I'm done with this. I was Sim-wasted today. Just playing The Sims non-stop. I seriously need all the expansions and stuff packs. If only they were not bloody costly in Dubai. 

On other news, I am going to watch Breaking Dawn Part 2 with my friends! It's a great deal 'cuz it's only gonna be the second time I've been to a Dubai movie theater. Seriously.

Now I just have to watch Breaking Dawn Part 1.

I have loads to study too. Got lots of chiz piling up. Multi-tasking time.

And on yesterday, I was just completing loads of practical journal homework. Then in the even, Reem came to my home. We had fun. CoCo was there too. (Reem's umbrella cockatoo.) I DON'T like moving birds within a few feet from me. I am terrified.
Reem and I watched SNL together, and we chatted a little too. JUST A LITTLE. We would've chatted more if CoCo wasn't pooing everywhere. 
So, right now, I'm blogging, watching a movie, and doing homework. That's nothing. 

I really wanna buy the 7th book of Diary of a Wimpy kid. I like those books a lot.

I'm freaking out a bit, 'cuz I can't stand my incomplete work lying on my desk. Gotta go..

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

The week of holidays!

The best day of the week. Yet.

It really was. Reem was here, I got SOME work done, had fun with CoCo too. (Reem's umbrella cockatoo.)

I have to study for the Spelling Bee now. So details later.

Long story short, I had a FRACKING amazing time today, and now there are a lot of bird feathers in my house.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

The Second week of November

It's now the 12th day of November in Dubai.

We had some drama today. You remember R and S2 from my class? (If you don't, I advise you to navigate yourself HERE.) They 'broke up'. And as Shwetha told me, R hated S2 the WHOLE time. Mystery solved. R has a great tolerance level, and she's a really good actor too. Though I feel kinda sad for her. She went through chiz-loads of trouble for just telling S2 that she was being irritating. I'll narrate THAT story when the drama dies down a little. Sadly, R wanted her place to be changed. Now I gotta bear with S2. I liked R. She was sweet.

We had some Hindi something thingy today. It was mediocre. Can't say I particularly enjoyed it. 

I now have holidays for FIVE days. I also have FUCK loads of homework to complete.

ARRRGH. I'm waiting for R's call. I have to ask her all the shit experiments to be completed in my journals. She had to go for a bath RIGHT NOW. At 9:00 PM.

RANDOM TOPIC!

People who don't wake up early:

Are just LAZY. I don't mind waking up early, though I would like some sleep. I usually wake up early around 5:00 AM. I think the earliest I've woken up is around 2:00 AM - 3:40 AM. And the latest, probably 1:00 PM or something. When I REALLY need to sleep, THAT's how much I sleep. 

Anyway, to people who don't wake up early, WAKE UP. There is thy world with a million'o possibilities, and thy should get some shit DONE. 

Random topic — DONE.

I'm still waiting for R's call. So I better get going and waiting. 

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

 

The Second week of November.

It's the 11th day of November in Dubai.

I am SO being the Lone Ranger tomorrow. (If you don't know what I mean by the Lone Ranger..Click ME!)

I have not completed my Biology Journal. I have frackloads of shit to write. The lady expects us to complete A LOT of thingies in just a 3 days or something. Screw it, I'll just not give it tomorrow. I'll complete it over the 5 days of holidays I've got. 

On other news, I also have a lot of Spelling Bee words to learn. I have 112 pages to learn, and I have completed 20 pages till now. And the Spelling Bee prelims are next week. I made an oath to myself, that I'd complete around 15-20 pages a day. It's HARD. But I wanna complete it, so I will complete it.  

I miss Hanan and Reem. I see Reem a lot, but I wanna see Hanan now. She's fun to be with in a bland place like India. Actually, it's much better when all of three of us are together. That's the time when fun ACTUALLY begins. And we've hardly run out of things to blab about.

LONE-LY. I am so LONE-LY. I have nobody...LALALALALAAA. (I dunno what comes next.)

I should get back to watching glee. AND SNL. That was the only thing that kept me alive at tutoring today. That at the end of the tunnel, there'd be something fun to watch.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

The Weekend.

A Saturday it is.

I'm not gonna post much about today, cuz I'm exhausted. I just got off the phone with Shwetha, and she told me she wouldn't be coming to school tomorrow. It's gonna be boring tomorrow. 

I'll blab about today on Monday, cuz I'll be free then. Or maybe tomorrow itself.

But apart from that, there was something very weird going on today. My views shot up. SERIOUSLY. My last post has above 50 views. It's uncanny. I mean, I think my only daily viewer is Shwetha. This blog just seems like a diary I'm mailing to Shwetha. 

I wanna sleep now.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

The Weekend!

Woohoo! It's the WEEKEND. Finally.

I have been writing my Biology notes the whole day. I'm making flash cards for Biology now itself, so I don't freak out later. I have tried to study REALLY hard this semester. I'd be broken if my grades will still be going downhill this time. 

I didn't do much other than doing homework, 'cuz when I have time, and I am doing homework, I usually get hooked. Can't stop till I'm done with it. I plan on studying on the 5-day holiday I'm getting from 13th to 17th of this month. I really DON'T wanna get bad grades. I was inspired by my grandma. She said she really expects me to do great in my studies this time, so she can say that her granddaughter is the one who is better than the grandchildren of her siblings or whatever. And so can be proud of me. And I would not like to disappoint my only grandma. That would make me cry. SERIOUSLY. I'd be wailing.

Anyway, I was listening to the free stream of 1D's 'Take Me Home' album on iTunes, and I gotta say that, it's a good listen. Atleast better than Up all Night. I despised 'What Makes You Beautiful' the moment I heard it. Don't threaten me, saying I don't know good music. Maybe I don't. Maybe YOU don't. Who knows. Everybody's got them different tastes in music. 

Now...

RANDOM TOPIC!

The musical artist you have a crush on:

I...really don't know. I don't really think I have a singer who I have a crush on. I mean, I like many singer's music, but no crush or anything. I loved 1D when they first came out, but then, I stopped. NOT a Directioner.

But in artists I like, I LOVE:

• Taylor Swift
• Adam Lambert
• Demi Lovato
• Miley Cyrus (New songs. Not a 'fan' of Hannah Montana.)
• Allstar Weekend
• Big Time Rush
• Rihanna
• Karmin
• Hot Chelle Rae
• The Beatles
• Maroon 5
• Keane
• Avril Lavigne
• Paramore
• Neon Trees
• Kesha
• Evanescence (Early years)
• Nicki Minaj
• Lady Gaga

My music choices mostly revolve around Pop/Rock. I'm a THAT kinda person, according to some people. TOO 'mainstream'. Though, rather than new songs, I enjoy older songs. Just a few of them.

This totally changed into something else.

I still have to make notes. I'm turning into a 'Shwetha'. MUST. STUDY. A LOT.

Anyway, Shwetha, I think you can comment without signing up for Blogger now. If you can, comment away. Share thy humor with the world of Internet.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

Honesty Week.

Talk about the worst week ever.

I cried. SO MUCH. If I cry once on a day, it's guaranteed that I'll break down once more.

And I DID. 

It started out as a normal day, I was just a little pissed off 'cuz our class teacher asked us to sit in rows again. (Don't read the next few rows if you don't wanna waste time.)

Let's take an example:

The seating arrangement of the last 3 pairs of seats in my class:

P - S1

G - R

ME - S2

Intro on each of these people.

P - A nice, chubby person with a high-pitched voice and changing obsessions with many things, like Twilight, One Direction, etc. (Is a friend of G.)

S1 - An annoying and dense girl with a weird accent. And I'm not talking about South Indian stereotypical accents used by Apu (Simpsons) and Raj (Big Bang Theory). I'm talking about a  NORMAL Indian girl trying to unsuccessfully pull off an American accent. But she is OKAY at times. 

G - A really good friend of mine who is one of the few people with a sane mind in my class. (Is a friend of P.)

R - We've been amazing friends since she came to my class last year. Though I don't really know what ACTUALLY goes on in her head. I'm totally confused about her. I'll blab about her later. (Is a friend of S2.)

S2 - A weird girl who is TOO loyal. (I think?) And she is kinda open about her feelings. And I don't know if she hates me or likes me. (Is a friend of R)

ME - Me.

(And by friend I mean best friend. Just so you know.)

(I just don't really 'HATE' people in my class.)

And anyway, I wanted for it to be that way. It's fine with me, and it's convenient for all of us. I had good people beside me and if S2 troubled me, I had G to talk to. 

And according to our teachers, we aren't really supposed to change seats. 'Cuz if we sat with our friends, there'd be too much noise pollution. (Apparently.)

We were sitting in groups of 6, and when our friends went back to rows, this was the arrangement.

P - G

R - S2

ME - S1

I was not happy with this arrangement. AT ALL. It bugged me. I don't really enjoy being in the company of S1. I mean, she's FINE, but she's annoying. and irritating. And she says she admires me, and I'm amazing. She also used to be Reem's classmate. And S1 keeps bugging me on how Reem and I look like twins. 

And R and S2, when they're together, don't even get me started about them. I'll blab about them when I get time. 

That was the FIRST thing. You'd say I am stupid. And I know you are thinking of it right now, but you never know whatever's causing pain to someone else unless you experience it yourself.

The SECOND thing, began at Islamic class, we just got our papers, and I got a 56/60 and I saw an answer I'd written was wrong, and the examiner had given it as correct. So I went to get it corrected. But 2 of my friends tried and pulled me back. And after a lot of reluctance, I went back to my seat. And at that moment, for some reason, I broke down. I was absolutely wailing, in a lesser volume. I couldn't LIVE with that guilt I'd be feeling in my head and heart if I didn't go get it corrected. I might be a person with horrible self-esteem and absurd lengths of procrastination, but I've ALWAYS been honest. I didn't like telling big lies. White lies are 'OKAY' for me, but not the big ones. And I kinda owe this to my parents. I didn't mind getting a few marks of mine to be cut, (as long as I didn't flunk.) since my parents didn't really scream at me for getting bad grades. They didn't interfere a lot in my educational life and I was absolutely fine with it. Many kids which I know, wouldn't get their marks reduced due to being scared of their parents saying something about their grades. I really don't get it. 

But by the end of the Islamic class, when I was done with all my crying, I went and got my paper checked, and ended up with a 51/60. (It became a 51, 'cuz she had counted my marks wrong.) So I was pretty happy. (SERIOUSLY.)

And when I reached back to my class, I began crying again. I dunno why. But I did. Oh me, ALWAYS crying.

I did blog a lot today, so I is gonna go. 

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.