Going to start a new category, which will be all about University. I am pretty sure they’re all going to be rants anyway, but I will try my absolute best to dig deep and see the beauty in this experience. I know some of you get really amused by my misery, so this is for your entertainment. Some of it, at least.
Since I only took one subject last semester (English), I am very content with what’s going on here.
My first COL-111 class this semester (which is basically Mathematics) wasn’t what I would call a …err successful first impression?
The teacher asked us to introduce ourselves and this is how it went:
Teach: What’s your name?
Me: Sara Ahmed.
Teach: which semester is this?
Me: The first, I took English last..
Teach: Oh. Oh. IF. ..YOU….DON’T. ..UNDERSTAND..YOU…CAN…AAAASK…ME…OKAAAY?
Me: Umm..okay…but I..
Teach: EEETS OOKAY. DON’T BE SHY.
Me: I’m not shy, I’m trying to tell you I..took the ACTUAL Intensive English Writing course, not the Levels ( English for people who don’t know shit), so you don’t have to emphisize words.
Even though studied English before, apparently that doesn’t count as a bloody semester.
After the incident with Miss Condescending, another chick was asked for her name, and this is her answer:
‘My name is bla, I am bla years old, I like studying mathematics because it is logic and even if I don’t major in bla, I just love love love it. I think that it is life, and if we don’t have numbers, we can’t know our weight and life is numbers and that’s it.”
T h a t ’ s i t.
Why all the bla-ness? Your name, only your name. I don’t even…
That’s when I came up with a theory.
“There is always that one kid in class that’s going to make a whole movie out of a tiny questions; just like there will always be that one kid, that looks like he/she doesn’t understand what is being said”
Might add shit to that theory later.
Anyway, things are quite alright so far. I will try updates as much as I can. Make sure you check out my recommendations blog, since I won’t be posting music/films and whatnot here.
I don’t know if people who make that assumption are serious or not (guess one can never really know), but right now I really want a camel and I also want to learn how to ride it. When people ask me, I would gladly say ‘Yes and his name is Inyofacefoo’.
Grr. Educate yourselves! Read! Watch news, whatever. Just educate yourselves before blurting out such retarded statements that most-of-everyone on youtube/blogs/the world would make fun off.
PS: Pimp my Camel is a very popular show in the Gulf.
Now playing: 30 Seconds To Mars – This Is War
Let me start with a big thank you to Miss Yasmine for the Wacom (Bamboo Fun) Tablet recommendation, probably the sexiest gadget I own (after the iPad and Galaxy S)
This is officially the first REAL illustration. (Others included Muneeb and Reema’s Birthday e-cards). Software used is Corel Painter Essential’s 4, the crayon tool was used to outline the robot and the water coloring tool to…well water color the darn thing smart-ass. I do realize it is sloppy, still in the processes of learning.
I need drawing classes too.
I wanted to make a new year’s post to express how I really felt about this ridiculously overrated event/celebration? Didn’t really find the right words to express how I honestly felt, till I saw this. Arigato Mister Watterson, this is pretty much how every new-year feels to me.
Not to mention the idiotic jokes that are cracked a couple of hours before New Year’s eve.