PACKING FRENZY!!!

SO MUCH FRUSTRATION!

I cannot find ANYTHING!

Why is it that important things disappear when you need them?

SO MANY PAPERS TO PRINT! I AM A LAZY ASS!

Oh God. I was actually planning blog on Friday, but I was kind of packing so I don't freak out like this. I am leaving tomorrow, and I AM FREAKING OUT. I will be staying there for almost a month, and I wanna take everything, without making my bag weigh around 10kg.

As a solution, I downloaded PDF files of all my textbooks into my USB, put all my important papers in one file, and resolved to take ONE novel, THREE Archie Comics, and ONE Puzzle Book. (I REALLY NEED puzzle books.) I dunno why I do that though. I am bound to get more books and comics while I am in India.

Besides all that, my bag is still full. WHY? Due to stationery of course. I packed a bunch of index cards, a lot of felt pens, a practice notebook, another book for miscellaneous use, and basically many more miscellaneous objects which I THINK I need. 

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An unspecified amount of time later.

YES. After all the toil I've been through with a shitty printer, I HAVE SUCCEEDED IN PRINTING ALL THE PAGES THAT I NEED. Well, kinda. There was this one PDF file which I had to print, and it was SEVEN pages long. It didn't need to be. It could have easily been 3-4 pages. The font was too damn big. I spent the last half hour TRYING to convert it to Word, but it didn't. I finally did convert it. But since the font was in Hindi, it came all effed up in Word.

Screw it. I am not wasting paper. 

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Almost a day later. 

I AM LEAVING FOR INDIA TODAY!

Oh God, how fast do these days pass?

I woke up around 3:15 to prepare for the day's fast, and it's already around 20 minutes past 5. I actually have to go back to sleep now, 'cuz I think I have to leave for the airport around 12-ish.

I really don't wanna leave anything important here, because I will be staying there for a WHOLE MONTH, and I want to get some progress done. Because I KNOW that when I come back, the days will pass really fast, it will already be September, and I will end up whining and exaggerating about be The Lone Ranger who hasn't gotten any work done.

The thing I hate about September is, the year is pretty much over when it is September. I mean, in my curriculum, we have tests in September based on our April-June syllabus, and in October, we have the Semester 1 examinations. Semester 2 officially begins in the last week of October, I think. Or maybe the 3rd week. I don't care. School is school.

From October onwards, we have to rush with the syllabus, because the students of the sophomore year and senior year have to finish their syllabus by December because we have 'MODEL' examinations in late January. I really don't know what happens in February though. Then in March, we have the final CBSE Board Examination which is REALLY IMPORTANT. In April, the next academic year will begin and I will probably be in my junior year studying in the Humanities Stream if life lets me.

The CBSE school curriculum is SHITE. It is SO CONFUSING. But this is the nonsense curriculum I have to work through if I want to get into college. 

Okay. 1 random topic, then I am off to sleep.

Eating out:

HAS TO BE CONTROLLED. It has really gotten out of hand these days. There are SO MANY bachelors living in Dubai, and majority of them don't even know how to cook. So, the last resort is eating out. I keep thinking how they must be going to a restaurant ALMOST EVERY SINGLE DAY. Whether they are eating at fast food restaurants or not, they are pretty much inviting diabetes with a red carpet and flowers.
But some people can't help it. I have a cousin, who is almost nine years old, but she can gobble up a couple of Big Macs at a time. This is no big deal, but DAMMIT, she is nine years old, AND IT IS A BIG DEAL. She is also inviting diabetes with a red carpet and flowers. And her parents actually give her all the shawarmas, and Big Macs she can eat, because if she doesn't get it, she will CRY and CRY and CRY, and her parents don't have a hold of her, so she gets what she wants because her parents get sick of her cries. And she is actually as thin as a stick, though she weighs around 40 kgs.

Well, this became a diabetic/spoiled kid rant.

Screw it.

Well, that is it for now, I will see when I can update next, 'cuz Internet is crap in India. 

Until next time.

Now Playing: Summertime — My Chemical Romance

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

Frustrations and Sadness Unlimited.

It's sad when someone you know becomes someone you knew.

This month, I came across a lot of deaths. Well, not A LOT. But you know what I mean.

First, my aunt's grandma died. This really did not affect me that much, since I did not know her.

Yesterday, I came to know that Cory Monteith died. I am personally not much of a glee fan, though I did watch the first 3 seasons of it, but this affected me. It really did. I really rooted for Monchele AND Finchel, and I liked him. He was a really good actor, and he had influenced so many people. 

When I logged on to twitter, I saw so many tweets telling people to tell that they love their idols because you never know when they might be taken away from you. I also saw a lot of Monchele pictures. And they were heart wrenching. 

When I first came to know that he died, I thought, 'I cannot imagine what would be going though Lea Michele's head right now.' 

And this happened right after I finished reading 'The Fault in Our Stars'. (The ones who have read it will know what I mean.)

And today, my mom's uncle died. This got to me. This uncle of mine, he was a really funny man. His son, was an asshole to me, but I do feel a little sympathetic towards him since his father died. 

This man was one of the most creative people I knew, and I wanted to learn stuff from this guy. I last met him at a wedding I attended last December, and I was in awe with all of the stuff he did for the gifts. A few years ago, he gave me and my sister around four earrings each which he made with his wife.
Actually his own father died when he was young.
He died such a painful death. He had some kind of cancer, and he was highly diabetic, so he was given chemo very slowly. And every time they gave him chemo, a new complication arose. He got pneumonia, his lungs were filled with water, he got some bacterial disease, etc. 

Well, we got to move on anyway.

RIP Aunt's Grandma H, Cory and Uncle M.

Anyway, I am also really frustrated with my aunt who is living here. I love her, but she sometimes angers me. She is always screaming at her two children, and that drives me nuts. Her son, is always taking away my books and returning them in a bad state. Also, that guy is DEAF. And technically blind. He usually can't hear a thing anyone say and he doesn't even wear his hearing aid. And neither does he wear his glasses. You know, I do not know how people survive without their glasses. After I started wearing glasses three years ago, I never took them off.

Also, my procrastination is frustrating me. I will be leaving for India in 9 days. I should get atleast a quarter of my work done. I just need that push. After that I'd be running continuously.

I don't really have much to talk about today, so I will go away. I did have something in mind, but I forgot it. 

So, I'll see you in a few days. 

Bye!

Now Playing: A little bit longer — Jonas Brothers

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

My eyes. My bloodshot eyes.

THEY HURT.

I have dragged myself to my Mac just for the sake of blogging because I haven't done that in a few days.

This morning, I woke up at 3:15 AM to eat before the fast begins. There was some greenish stuff on my eyes. Kinda like the eye sand thingy. If you don't know what I mean, I can't explain it to you. Anyway, I cleaned it out. I ate, I prayed, and I went to sleep again since it was just 5 AM. 

I wake up around 9-ish, and I can't open my right eye! I FREAK OUT. I go to the washroom, and I see some of that greenish stuff again. Actually, not some, but a lot.

It took some time to get that out.

Anyway, the day goes on, and my eyes are redder than ever. THEY SCARED ME. I had tears rolling down my cheeks every five minutes due to irritation. 

My mom was saying that we'll get my eyes checked when we go to India. THAT is 2 weeks away. Enough crap can happen in two weeks. So, my mom said that we'd go to clinic if my problem persists. Which I hope it doesn't, 'cuz my eyes HURT, 

they burn a little too, (due to a remedy suggested by my aunt involving applying coconut oil around my eyes.) and it is a bit painful.

Anyway, let my eyes be. They are already in pain after staring at the computer screen.

Moving on, Ramadan has been easy till now. FOR ME. I do not know how some Muslim construction workers work throughout the heat. It got up to 50 degrees Celsius a few days ago. It must really take some patience and some tolerance. Hats off, standing ovation, a liter of water, and a prayer for a better job for them. Unless they actually like construction. In which case, a prayer for more tolerance in them.

Anyway I have got some time for 'RANDOM TOPIC' after which I gotta sleep.

Is science religion?

I think so. To atheists. I dunno. I am usually religion over science, so I am not a better judge for this.

Fun things to do with your kids:

I will let you know when I have kids.

Quantum mechanics:

Is something which I am not qualified to talk about.

Running in the morning:

Is probably a good habit. 

The boldest celebrities:

I would expect most of them. I mean, Britney Spears shaved her head. And Kim K. and Kanye named their kid NORTH WEST. (I REALLY pity this kid, and I feel sad for him/her. Kim and Kanye are HEARTLESS.) I don't really know if I understood 'boldest' in the right context.

Whatever.

Well, that is all I have time for today. I will probably talk to you guys soon. I have an urge to blog now.

Now Playing: Spiralling — Keane

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

It's almost Ramadan.

Which means, I should get my good up.

I was pretty disappointed with myself last year, when I didn't do anything (which was worthy) at all during Ramadan. Ramadan, according to me, is a time when I encourage myself to do better, (In every way. Religiously, in my studies, mentally, physically. But, mostly religiously.) and try to stay better as long as possible. 
That is what I intend to do this Ramadan.

Moving on, I have done some progress on my projects. I have do make a poster on an endangered species of my choice. I have chosen the Snow Leopard. I have made the layout, now I need to the carry out the plan.

I have also done the research in all my research work projects, now I have to type it all down.
Things would have been easier if the Mac came built in with Microsoft Office.

I think the hardest project which I have to do is my Hindi Magazine project, where I have to review a Hindi author. I have chosen Harivansh Rai Bachchan. (Most of you haven't even heard of him.) And now I have to review some book of his which I haven't read. Worst of all, the Hindi font on my computer doesn't work. 
Hallelujah.

This summer, I have realized my procrastination tactics. Before I begin some mass project or assignment I have to do, this is the thought which will go through my head ALL THE TIME. 'Hmm, I should have a little notebook to jot down my progress.' So, following my head instead of my heart, that is what I did. I even covered the notebook with some SmileyWorld plastic bag. It is ridiculous. I also have the urge to buy some new stationery. I did that too, yesterday. With that don, it will probably take me around half a week to legitimately and officially begin my assigned work. Till then, I plan to read my textbooks.

I didn't do much today, but I did chat with Saba through Facebook about OTH, blogs and books.
Saba has a blog over at WordPress, so check it out HERE! This is Saba's blog.
You know what I will copy one of the things Saba does at the end of her blog post. I will let you know what it is.
I have been trying to get a free trial of Microsoft Office on my Mac for the month because that will urge me to do my work faster and get it over with before I try to lag it to India. 

RANDOM TOPIC!

Religious diets:

This is something I personally respect. I would understand if a person couldn't and wouldn't eat something due to their religious beliefs.

I would say that since Muslims don't eat pork. I think it is because Muslims see pigs as dirty and I dunno. This is something I have gotta research on.

Anyway, some Hindu castes refrain from eating beef, some refrain from eating meat, while some are totally vegan.

I think even Jews don't eat pork.

This February, a few of my friends had come over to my house after some mock test at a place. My friends Irene and Lisha were on some kinda meat diet at the time. (I dunno, they are Christians. They could not eat meat at the time.) But my mom had ordered some chicken lollipops. And it made me feel so bad. Everyone was eating yummy chicken while they were being left out, and it killed me. I apologized SO MANY TIMES. I am a bad host.

Anyway, it is now officially Ramadan in Dubai. Ramadan Kareem to any Muslims readers out there.

That is it for now, I hope you all have a good day.

This is the part where I copy Saba.

Now Playing: No One's Gonna Love You - Band of Horses

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

I got an iMac.

And I LOVE it.

It takes a little getting used to with the keyboard though. It feels so good to have a functioning computer again. I am playing Radio GaGa on my iPod right now 'cuz I feel so good right now.

My dad arrived from Africa on Thursday, and I had been pestering him all day about the iMac my grandfather had promised me. And after a day and a half, my uncle brought home the iMac. The smile on my face was one of the realest smiles I've felt in a while. It does seem a little materialistic and techno-crazy when I say that one of my happiest moments of the year was me getting a a computer which probably wont mean anything to me in a few years. But this was good way to begin my summer vacation.

(WOW. My iPod hadn't been updated for almost 4 months. I like it when my iPod has songs which I like. My choice of songs changes every month. EXCEPT for My Chemical Romance. I will love them for a long time.)

Speaking about the vacation, I am freaking out. About studies. NOW. WHY? I really wanna do well in my academics this year, and I was planning on starting SOMETHING at least by now. But I haven't. Typical procrastinator.

The weekend has been good till now, but the week is flying away. By the time I know it, it's already gonna be August. I promise myself that I'll start working as soon as possible. REALLY.

Another thing I wanted to talk, my choice of books are making me a little more chatty. (I hope it's a good thing because I don't wanna lose my stereotypical, cliched introverted-ness)  The past Thursday I was waiting in a mall for my mom and my sister while I was reading Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green and David Levithan, and this girl, (About my age.) walks up to me and starts saying something to me in Arabic. (Do I look that Arab?) The only thing I caught from what she was saying was, 'kitaab', which means book in Arabic. Usually, I would nod and smile, but this time I had the courage to say, "Umm, I do not speak Arabic." She smiled and said, "Oh, I just wanted to say that it is a very good book you're reading. I'd recommend it." And then we had a little conversation about John Green which I do not wanna get into because it really isn't that interesting to be put on the interest. 

(Sarcastic and satirical Sam (me) thinking: "As if my life is interesting enough to be put on the Internet.")

It sounds better in my head.

I just finished reading the book on Thursday, and I've started reading 'The Fault in Our Stars', and it is the last book I have to read in my John Green collection. I have built up a lot of expectations for this book in these past few months, (Which is why I have saved it for last) and I really hope it's THAT good.

It has been fine up to where I have read though.

RANDOM TOPIC!

My first bus ride:

I really don't really remember since I have been riding a bus almost every morning and afternoon on the days I go to school.

I DO remember my first school bus though. It was Bus No. 9 It was a pretty old bus. It was quite dirty too. But the two best the things about the bus were the two faculty members of the bus: The bus driver and the conductor.

These two men are one of the nicest people I know. 

The bus driver was a Sikh, and the conductor was a South Indian and they were so friendly with the kids and everything. I mean, I was lucky. I was a bratty kid, and I always wanted to have my way, and I cried over silly things and I was possessive.

But these people were so patient and considerate with my actions, it really touched my heart.

So that is it.

I don't have much to say today, so I'll go now.

BYE!

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

It's Wednesday night.

And I don't know what to do.

I am actually pretty jobless, and I CAN'T do my homework cuz my idiotic computer is beng idiotic.

But I did find some blogs written by my friends. So, yup. That's a day well spent.

In this time, I will tell you what I did when I stopped updated. That would be from April 13 onwards. (What's with all the I's? I am getting more shallow by the minute.)

Moving on, on April 13, I left Dubai to go to Saudi Arabia for a week. It was a pretty meh day overall, cuz I don't like planes. We reached Madinah that evening, and we got off at a hotel. Which I personally didn't like. It was NOT homely, and it just looked like a wide passage with four single beds squashed in it. And obviously a TV for class. 

It depressed me. But I was reminded that we came to Madinah to pray, not for comfort and accessibility of luxury or whatever.

Thankfully, our hotel was quite close to the Masjid-un-Nabawi, (it's a mosque.) and we didn't have to walk miles in the sun to get there.

We also had another family with us, and they were pretty nice and jolly. But they spoke another Indian language which only my parents knew, so I wasn't as jolly with them.

We had plans to stay in Madinah for 3 days. We were leaving for Makkah on the 16th. So on our second day in Makkah, (That is the 14th of April.) my parents went out early in the morning to the mosque for the morning prayer. They said they'd be back by 6:30 AM. 

I slept. When I woke up, it was 7 AM. I was scared out of my wits. A half hour passed. They still weren't back. My mom had left her phone, but when I called my dad, some other man picked up. MILLIONS of possibilities went through my head. I kinda broke down. Thankfully, five minutes later, my parents arrived. I was so angry and them for being so late. And I cried a lot. 
The day went by with us praying and doing pilgrimage stuff, but the WORST happened on the 15th of April. I got my period. Well, not my first period, but just my period. And I got it early. Like a day early. And I NEVER get it early. NEVER. Anyway, the point is, you can't go to a mosque or pray or touch the Quran when you have your period. We hadn't even gone to Makkah and done the main part of the pilgrimage, and I already got my period. I was crying so bad that day. I was devastated. 
After a day of sadness, It was the 16th of April, (also my mom's birthday.) and we had to leave for Makkah. By van. I dislike road travel. Not that we had any other choice anyway. Even though I was pretty sad that I couldn't do my pilgrimage, our hotel in Makkah was beautiful. It was Rotana, and it was awesome. Though I had to stay alone in the room that day. I was okay though. If anything, this trip to Saudi Arabia had made me KINDA independent. The days passed. (So very slowly. Seriously. I felt like I'd stayed there for a month.) And we finally were back in Dubai. I was so happy to meet my friends. I was also not-so-happy to get back to catching up with shit school work. I was also not-so-happy wi the crappy April weather we were having. But I was happy to be back.

There were also a lot of stuff in between, but I'm too lazy to type and express my words. 

Well, tomorrow is another day, and my iPad is outta charge. I'll complain more tomorrow. 

See ya.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.

Umm..uhh. This is awkward?

SORRY??!

I dunno. It's been a LOOOOOONG time. I can't even say that I am sorry. It's been a long time. I think a chain of events just made me stop writing this blog. It ain't like I don't got things to talk about.

I do have things to talk about. I do. 

A lot of stuff has happened. OF COURSE stuff has happened. It's been 2 months. There's been a lot of change. My point of view on many people, on studies and just, life. 

I've been this kinda emo-ish person, and if I keep talking about myself, I'll confuse myself.

BUT, first of all, I am FIFTEEN. That's the biggest change. I turned 15 on June 2, and it was a pretty normal day. I got a few gifts. Actually, two. I am not popular. One from Shwetha, and another one from Irene and Saba. That is, 2 bottles of sample perfume and a book called 'Bossypants' by Tina Fey. The book is VERY FUNNY. I LOVE Tina Fey.

Next, my studies. I study now. I have improved LOTS in many subjects. Even Maths. Now I am terrible at Hindi and Physics. My Chemistry grades have stayed the same, and (thankfully) my Biology grades have gone a little higher. My English score has been a little disappointing and I think the biggest change in my studies has been in Social Science. I got a whopping 17 and a half out of 20 in my test. It was beautiful.

Oh God, this is getting boring.
Let's random topic for a while.

The boldest celebrities:

Hmm. I have not caught up with the celeb news yet. But I'd say...BRITNEY SPEARS?

Getting a divorce:

Easy. From what I have learnt by watching TV, this is how it goes.

Marry someone. 

Fight with that person for a while. Then make up.

Depending on your financial status, conceive either 2 or 3 children.

Now fight again. 

Then hate your spouse. HATE.

Make your children suffer to the point that they do one (or more) of the following:

• Do anything related to drugs.
• Emancipate themselves.
• Join YouTube.
• Attempt or commit suicide.
• Rebel and do rash, crazy things.

There might be more, but I don't got time for that.

Anyway, after that, go see a marriage/family counselor. FAIL at THAT.

Then, either you or your spouse should become a drug addict or an alcoholic.

One of you should also go to jail. Also, it would be nice to kill someone.

Finally, one of you will see that this will NEVER work out, and the past 57 episodes have been nothing but bullcrap, so, that one sends in the divorce papers to the other one.

The other one then does not sign the paper. A final fight ensues, 8 episodes later, the papers are signed. 

There also might be a custody battle. But nobody watches that.

(I AM SO SARCASTIC.)

Though a divorce can also go this way. (This is how I have seen a divorce happening in real life. - Seriously. This is how my uncle's divorce went.)

Marry someone.

After a variable number of years, realize that you are incompatible.

Send and sign the divorce papers.

Divide the stuff unequally.

DONE.

Now, that we have been through a little fun, (It was funny, RIGHT?!) Let's talk about me.

Over the past 2 months, I have been completely taken over by MCR. My Chemical Romance. I have ALL their albums, and that is all I listen to. They are like an inspiration to me. I have been through my worst this year, and MCR has pretty much helped me through it, and express my emotions. Through drawings. Which I never show anyone. 

I would recommend 'The World is Ugly' to EVERYONE. Because it's that beautiful of a song.

I only have the digital versions, but I pray that I find their albums SOMEWHERE so I can buy them secretly with the pocket money that I am getting because I AM FIFTEEN.

Now, some personal talk.

I miss my dad. He's been in Africa since the 17th of June, and he's been postponing his arrival for a long time. He says he'll come back this Thursday. I pray so.

I will try to post as frequently as possible, but my computer is a jerk. But I have an iMac on the way, so it's okay. I guess. I will try and post EVERYDAY on this one. Until the 24th I guess. 'Cuz I will be going to India then. But I WILL TRY.

Another thing, I wanna live this year. I wanna be a little daring. I wanna try out new stuff, so I will. 

That's it about that for now. I'll keep you guys updated.

I have been reading a bit more now, and I have been reading my a lot of John Green books now. I just have Will Grayson, Will Grayson and The Fault in Our Stars left. I need more suggestions for books. 

Though I have a lot of books to read.

Maybe I'll put a 'something-day' for this blog. Y'know, like Taco Tuesday.

No food though.

So, something like, Music Mondays, Book Weekends and Fangirl Friday (where I pretend to be in love with everything that is "IN" right now.) Will it work?

So it's Music Monday. LET'S BEGIN!

This is my playlist for the week. Or so.

• The World Is Ugly - My Chemical Romance (Just in case you've forgotten)
• Sleepwalker - Adam Lambert
• Layla - Derek and the Dominoes (Or is it by Eric Clapton as a solo? I dunno)
• Billie Jean - Michael Jackson
• Hurts like Heaven - Coldplay
• Careless Whisper - George Michael
• Another One Bites the Dust - Queen 
• Ian Rubbish & The Bizzaros - It's a Lovely Day
• Smells like Teen Spirit - Nirvana

Many people might have heard these songs. But this is just a playlist with one of my favorite songs, and it is mostly aimed at people who don't believe that there are any musicians in this world other than 1D and JB. (Not that I am judging you for that. I am just saying that there are other good singers too in this world.)

Well, Let it Be.

Hopefully I wont forget to be here tomorrow.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.