...a failed attempt to 'warm-up' me mind

umm.... actually I don't know what to write, it's not that there isn't anything to rant on about, but I don't feel like it ...it's just the need to do something instead of writing assignments. I should be happy because I've managed to stay up all night (without dozing off) to go over the books and articles I will be using as references, and somehow I've managed to break past the barrier of the weirdly constructed sentences and paragraphs heavily laden with hidden meanings. Yep, you've read right ... I've managed to do that quite well (well, at least I'm convinced I have managed). Oh Lord, come to think of it, I have written far too many 'I've managed' in the above sentences :/ Well I guess I can call that my writers block, aka bullshit-your-way-to-get-good-grades-strategy.

weell, I guess I'm off to have a nap, and then maybe I'll have enough energy (otherwise I'll get it from the coffee) to make myself write something coherent from the anything-but-coherent sources.

ps: apologies for repeating the same words over and over again ..... guess my mind has decided to go on the summer shutdown, or it's just one of the may university side effects - constipated mind

as nella puts it: Can't wait for batman day!!!!!!

Aaaaaaaarghhh!! How I hate the University of Malta!!! What's the use of having a secretary if she does not know how to do anything and asks the factotum, who in return asks fellow students to contact you? And what is the use of filling all those forms, and the CSC developing the esims, if the bloody secretary has to phone you up (by using the method above mentioned) just to obtain your freeaakin' email address?!?!?!!!! It's honestly getting on my nerves - I really would like to know how these bunch of dimwits get employed... then again maybe it's for a purpose - to train us students when dealing with government employees, such as the fellow at the ID Cards, I mentioned last time.

I was going through the pics from London, and found the one's of my brother's graduation. Even when I see the pictures my heart swells with pride :) So now I'm trying to think positive - within 15months I will be like him; as my friend puts it - parading around in batman's clothes. In between studing for the finals, practising some of my hobbies and spending my time with my buddies, time should pass relatively quickly. And then come June, I'll say farewell to all, pack my rucksack and go anywhere away from this island for at least a month - and try to detoxify my memory of the anything-but-professional secretaries, lost-in-space lecturers and highly irritating fellow students.



Ps: I'm not a grumpy person, even though some of the blogs render that idea. But I like to exercise my right of complaining about the stupid things that I meet in everyday life - too much pressure can crack the shell.
I apologize if I'm giving the wrong impression of myself and irritating the crap out of you

...man

Today I didn't feel like working again after wasting a whole morning because some stupid employee at the ID Cards office doesn't know the correct procedure and sent us to the other side of the city uselessly. Anyway that's a long story. As I said I didn't feel like working and browsed some blogs and I found this one, which I reaallyyyy liked.

Hsejjes Innocenti: Plagerism or what?: "

'I don't need a man:
To survive
To cook for me
To take care of me
To show me what affection is
To change the electirc bulb for me (?)
To tell me how to dream
To globe trek with me
To help me find my way(literally and metaphorically speaking)

I need one:
To fall in love
To take me on bike rides
To shop with me for electronic stuff
To accompany me to the places where I don't have the courage to go alone
To enjoy a good book or film together
To tell me I am awesome (*grin*)
To laugh with me

If I fall in love with him, then he becomes my ideal mate.If he falls in love with me, as well.
Then probably you will find me on the top level of Maslow's pyramid or attained the bloody Nirvana.'"


.....however, even though it states that I don't need a man for those things, I really wouldn't mind if he cooks for me, takes care of me and treks the globe with me, hehe ;)

the eyes, the smiles, the glances ~ for the person who inspires such words

I'm no poet, but I've written this on impulse and felt like posting this. I hope that the person for whom it's intended enjoys it. Love you sweet ;)


Do you remember the eyes, the smiles,
the glances?
The hours spent in each others company,
waiting,
trying to find an ounce of courage to slightly open the gateways behind which our emotions eagerly waited?

And then, when you said those words,
the dams broke,
flooding our souls with these sweet feelings.
And all the ifs and buts,
all the how and whys,
vanished in thin air.

And now the stolen glances became lingering,
and the shy smile became radiant,
making the eyes sparkle with such splendor as if there is a wild fire within.

Ours is a meeting of hearts,
a meeting of souls,
a slow beautiful waltz,
and as the gown turns around, fairy dust seems to escape from it
and it floats in the air around us,
like a wind blown scarf,
adding luster to our otherwise dull lives.




The above picture is "Le Champ de marguerites" (Field of Daisies) by Claude Theberge, one of my favourite artists

... my future? buuuuuuuuq!!

Today is my real day at home after coming back from London. I am really missing the long days out in the parks, I'm definitely not missing the hectic centre, but I'm really missing Greenwich and the Cotswolds. I really miss the serenity imparted in those places.

Well, yesterday was Nella's birthday, so in the morning I went along with a friend to chose a birthday present for her on behalf of the group and in the afternoon I worked on my own personal gift. Being a terrible time manager, if it's wasn't for Andrea I would not have got there on time, so thanks alot mate. Frankly I was surprised by Nella's reception, she kept hugging and kissing me and telling me how much she missed me. Well maybe I'm not a thankful person, or there is something wrong with me, but I did not miss anyone while I was away, except for my better half, which was a different kind of story.

Anyway, today I decided that I should start working on the assignments I have for September and October... and as you might imagine, it did not hold up for more than an hour, so I got back to browsing the internet, doing stupid stuff, thinking about how much I hate this course. Mind you I adore the subject, however I hate the fact that I have to read tons of books that unashamedly break the basic rules of English. It seems that there is a championship of who comes up with the longest sentence in world history; which book requires a thesaurus most, which book has got words you would not even be able to find in a thesaurus; and which book comes up with the weirdest and most stupid interpretations in the whole world! And apart from having to stick up with these books I have to write assignments, trying to fool the lecturers that I have fully understood what these lunatic authors were ranting about in their books which were probably written in some remote desert under the effect of the torrid sun and some kind of exotic drug. I have decided that I would rather spend my life doing something that actually indicates progress in my work than writing papers that I don't even understand myself and spend a couple of weeks hopeful that thanks to some strange cosmic activity I would get a good mark. Thank God that within 11 months it will be over and done with!! Phew!

And after this whole debate taking place in my mind I've practiced a bit my favorite hobby - daydreaming about the years to come and then finally I took a nap... which I was awaken from by a phone call from a university in London that I had contacted the day before regarding the bachelors degree in Interior Design the institution offers. It was a nice chat, however it was quite a shock to discover that it would cost me about STG49,620 just to take up this course, let alone the accomodation for 3years, if not 4! Well obviously I have to continue my search, I'll see what I can find, but obviously I cannot take this decision on my own, apart from my family, I've got to have a long chat with my bank account hehehe, and more seriously with my better half. It's a choice which might affect him in the long run.

Well I guess that's all for today ... I won't promise anything but I hope I will write something about London and put some pictures of the model from the interior design course I took lately.

Cheerio for now, take care



PS: sorry for breaking the basic english rules by writing paragraph-long sentences

Blogthing

ooohhhh gosh!!! almost 5months have passed since my last real blog.... how shameful of me. However during these months I've not been in the mood of writing anything... i guess doing assignments and studying for exams have taken the toll on me, and reduced my 'employing my mind limit' to zero.
today I was browsing the internet and I found this website ... and so just to pass some time and to forget about the shitty weather out there, I did some tests... below you can see a couple of results

You Are 50% Boyish and 50% Girlish

You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch. Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes. You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them. You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.

How Boyish or Girlish Are You?

You Are 44% Lady

You're part lady, part modern woman. Etiquette is important to you, but you brush aside rules that are outdated or silly.

Are You A Lady?

You are 93% Sagittarius

How Sagittarius Are You?

Your Theme Song is Back in Black by AC/DC

"Back in black, I hit the sack, I've been too long, I'm glad to be back" Things sometimes get really crazy for you, and sometimes you have to get away from all the chaos. But each time you stage your comeback, it's even better than the last!

What's Your Theme Song?

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