My Lord! Open up for me my heart. And ease for me my task. And untie the knot of my tongue.
That they may understand my speech.

Qur'an - 20:25-28

Saturday, November 26, 2011

This is IT!

This time tomorrow, I'll be on a plane cruising to Malaysia, suckers ^^

Insha'allah, of course. Anyway, work experience is OVER, everything else is OVER, the bags are mostly PACKED, and everything's SET.

There's not much to say, really. I don't want to whine about a whole week of work experience, I don't want to do anything else but PARTY (and perhaps finish my NaNo, at least to the 50k tonight).

So I will leave you with....

... I don't really know.

Well, I'll inform you that I'll be back in Australia (once again, insha'allah) on Feb 14th, 2012. So apologies with the ditching of everything, i.e. your blogs and happenings.  I wish you well, and don't forget to breathe ;)

CIAO.
Peace in, 
Laila

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

She's a maneater

Makes you work hard, makes you spend hard, makes you- okay, no.

I mean, when I started work experience, it's not as if I didn't expect work, duh. Even when I first signed up for retail, I knew I wouldn't like it, but I didn't have a choice, really. 

And then, Ionno, the closer the date got, the more excited I got.

Day 1:
Tiring, monotonous, but friendly staff.

Day 2:
Tiring, monotonous, friendly staff, intimidating manager.

Day 3:
Tiring, monotonous, friendly staff, Hitler-reincarnation manager.

Ohhhh, yeah. On the first day, Monty actually told us the manager was mean. Even Jess told me, 'cause she heard it from someone else. I decided to just to see what happens. On Day 2, I actually had to work with her, and she appeared a little... intimidating in a impatient kind of way, but she wasn't mean. She just has that way... you know, like some older student who has to work with a junior one, and is impatient 'cause the junior is slow, but only shows it in expression, not really full on verbal or anything? Well, yeah, but that I could take.

TODAY. 
Oh. Lord. 

She kept saying we were too slow, as if we had like six years of experience or something. She just expects us to magically know where everything is, how to do everything. She acts suspicious, as if Jess and I would mess around or ditch work or something. And... here it goes.

So there was this chick called Amber. I overheard this, 'cause they act like I'm a fly on the wall, you know, and they don't mind talking about anything. The assistant manager (she's nice, she appreciates us) was telling Ice Queen Manager that Amber had called up to say she was going to be late because her bus didn't show. And Ice Queen Manager replies sarcastically, along the lines of: 'Oh, this just gets better and better.' Then Jess and I were going on our lunchbreak, and in the tearoom, we see Amber, and she was crying, right after having a talk with Ice Queen Manager.

I mean, how badly do you have to lecture your staffmember that you reduce her to tears in the workplace? Couldn't she just tone it down a little?

Well, Jess and I didn't even know what to do, 'cause we didn't know her either.

But seriously, Ice Queen Manager with her Hydro-Stare is driving me NUTS.

I can safely say, though, that I have the following things to add to my resumé:

1. Can stay on feet for over 5 hours.
2.  Can sort through any kinds of underwear.
3. Knows how to use a price tag gun.

Eh. It's not so bad though. I mean, being a clothes shop, you can't expect a rollercoaster ride. Plus, I get Jess. Although we don't get to work together, at least we bump into each other, and we get to spend the lunch+tea breaks together. Thinking about all the lonely souls who have to work in retail without a single friend around, and Star cleaning up poop at the RSPCA by herself, well.

AND TOMORROW I'M TRYING SUSHI.

ATM:
Reading: City of Ashes. Cassandra Clare. Course I can never say the plot sucks, I love that. Just the whiny characters annoy me.
Writing: Deep Blue. I added some serious violence *eyebrow wiggle*
Listening to: OH. GOD. NO. STUPID, STUPID SHOP SOUNDTRACK IS DRIVING ME MAD.
Feeling: Tired, man. That is all. 














Peace in, 
Laila

Sunday, November 13, 2011

LOVE ME SOME PIE.


And I was like: IT'S PIE-DAY, PIE-DAY, GOTTA GET DOWN ON PIE-DAY.

(sorry, I had to steal that picture from Linch. It just suits the moment).


HERE'S THE PIE:

Apple and Blueberry Shortcake Pie.

Yum.

Made by Star, Jess, Sabby, Hashbrowns, and I.

That was my first ever (from memory) pie that I had made + eaten. Same for Star. It was worth it.

Well, I got sick after, not from the pie, but yeah, and so I went home and our epicus plan to play hide and seek kinda died, but whatever, it was still awesome.

So.. I left off with exams... my last three, after I swore to do minimal studying, went absolutely fine. Well, I know I didn't ACE them, except maybe Literature (it depends on how Mr A handles me calling Antigone a suicidal nutcase), but I'm p-r-e-t-t-y sure I passed 'em. So no more school 'til next year. Life's good.

And tomorrow I start work experience!

And for NaNo, I've passed 30k.

And I'm going overseas in almost two weeks!

EEP. THANK YOU GOD, FOR KEEPING ME ALIVE. 
Gosh, I have to remember these good days when life gets suckish, huh?




ATM:
Reading: City of Ashes. Cassandra Clare. Did I say how awesome The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo was? 'Cause if I didn't. IAJSFK;DSLJ;OGISDUG, IT'S AWESOME. As for CoA, I swear, this whole Jace and Clary issue is creepy, and if they don't get over it, I repeat what I said to FF, I'm going to slap someone.
Writing: Deep Blue. NaNo story, and I'm making good progress so far.. I just want to add a little humour, but it's hard with serious characters o.o
Listening to: Picture to Burn. Taylor Swift. What?! She's cool!
Feeling: Rather good, thank you.
And if you're missing me,
You'd better keep it to yourself
'cause coming back around here
Would be bad for your health...

I hate that stupid, old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You're a redneck, heartbreak
Who's really bad at lying
So watch me strike a match
On all my wasted time
As far as I'm concerned you're
Just another picture to burn
Peace in,
Laila
 

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Why you gotta be so mean?

The universe is mocking me!!

Okay, I know that all pressure must have a specific reason and God's probably trying to teach me something, but I feel like this is one of those things I'm going to figure out randomly. Right now I'll be grumpy and silly.

To summarize, two exams are down and I reckon I failed them - and I have to continuously repeat this, but I'm not doing a modesty thing, I'm serious. The first one, the first methods exam, well, I studied for 7+hours starting a week earlier, and when I got to the exam, nothing on the revision booklet was on the exam! I hate it when that happens! I don't blame my teacher, 'cause he's a good teacher, I blame the dumb one who wrote the exam - I even heard her class complaining.

The second one was my French. I nearly cried for this one. Of all my exams, I always had faith that of the two I'd definitely pass were French and Literature. I guess I missed out on a lot of French lessons for one thing, and I focused a lot on studying for the year 11 subjects, so that contributed. But mainly, when I sat down to that exam, I just went mind blank.
You know that horrible feeling?
When everything you know just flies out of the window, hitchhikes to the city, drops in the airport and gets on board a plane to Timbuktu??

Honestly, I knew the stuff, I just... lost it. So there were unanswered questions, incorrectly answered questions, and... yeah, I know should stop wallowing in depression. People have it worse, it's not the end of the world, etc etc. Okay. I'll stop now.
I don't know if it shows up your dashboard-y things, but I made a page - it's under linkage over there somewhere >>

... it's called 'The Better View'. Basically, it's got various inspirational videos I've come across, been sent, etc. Some I've already posted on here, but really, I don't want to spam you with a video every time, so I've put them all there, and I'll update it when I find something new. They all have differentish messages, and I reckon you should watch them in your own time. ALSO, if you guys have anything, leave me a comment or something, and if I agree on it's epicusness, I'll put it up. Just inspirational, though, 'cause funny is awesome, but there's so many and I'm not trying to recreate Youtube ^^

NaNoWriMo is actually going rather well! I've past the 13k mark, and I haven't raced through too fast (I have a habit of rushing things so I can get to the fun parts, and I was worried I'd finish the story in less than 50k... but so far so good). I have got to the bit where I bring Lenka in. Okay, so she's not a main character or anything, duh, she just sings her song, but still, I feel it's very significant :)

And Eid is tomorrow and for once in my life I'm not in a hypermode to go around baking or anything. See what these exams have done?! I'm losing my mojo!

But but but, Star and I have organised this awesome awesome day thing. See, we both one day came to the conclusion that we've never eaten pie. Like,  those sweet ones you hear about, apple, strawberry, rhubarb, etc. Maybe we have, but we don't remember. So the initial idea was to get together and make a pie.

THEN, we were having a chat with the L&J&S about what we do these days when we get together, as friends, I mean. It's funny 'cause when they get together, basically, they just watch a movie, eat, surf the net, etc. Star and I, I think... once we got together and watched a movie, besides the one time we went to see a movie at the cinema. But usually we bake, we walk, we paint, or we're doing homework. Or walking around the shopping centres, of course, but that's usually a catch up period when we haven't seen each others in ages. Oh, and there's the seeing authors thing. Same with Linch, we do surf the net and stuff, and watch a movie on occasion, but we run around her neighbourhood, knick-knock, and write stuff together.

In other words, not your average teenagers.
Then we got to talking about our childhoods, you know, chasey, murder-in-the-dark, all those make believe games, water fights, catching bees (is that just me?), climbing trees, and of course, hide and seek. She told us when her brothers were younger and they got together with all their cousins, they used to be so enthusiastic, like, they'd swap shirts, hide in trees, all this other stuff, and then we're all like:

AWWWW! Those were the days!
And then you have someone like E-rock who told us he didn't need crayons, they're boring, he had PS2, Nintendo, movies, etc. Poor soul. He didn't have a childhood.

So Star and I were like, to the others, one day we'll force them to have a no technology get together. In essence, anyway. We realised aftewards that all the things we wanted to do, well, we'd be going overseas too soon, so why not combine it all together?
At school, water fights are banned. Waste of water, plus people have a tendency to involve people who don't want to be involved, yeah?

So we decided to invite a whole bunch of our friends (funny how they're all our age, all at or previously been to our school, and then there's Linchy :P ) so we can make pie, have a waterfight at the park, play hide and seek and possibly make a video of Star's dog.

IT'S GOING TO BE AWESOME.
I'll stop with the rambling.
ATM:
Reading: The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. Stieg Larsson. It's getting soo so so so goooood.
Writing: Deep Blue. NaNo story. Le duh.
Listening to: Mean. Taylor Swift. It's so cute! The funny thing is that it seems like a song you'd teach little kids, and yet she makes it seem relatively cool.
Feeling: LJHLAFKJDHAFSD.


You, with your words like knives
and swords and weapons that you use against me
You have knocked me off my feet again
Got me feeling like a nothing
You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard,
calling me out when I'm wounded
You, pickin' on the weaker man


You can knock me down
With just one single blow
But you don't know what you don't know

Some day, I'll be
living in a big ole city
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Some day, I'll be
big enough so you can't hit me
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so mean?
Peace in,
Laila