If i could, I really really would...
...try to maintain something of the heightened awareness that follows when someone close to you passes away. It's like, suddenly, a light has been switched on inside you, bringing your choices and lifestyle into sharp focus; highlighting flaws, making you want to change them and emphasising priorities, making you want to enforce them. I would, if I could, want to remember that feeling of realizing, truly eye-openingly realizing, how blessedly lucky I am and how thankful I should be for all that have- friends, family, work, faith and health.
louder than words
just when life is at its most verbose,
thought-wise
emotion-wise
action-wise
reaction-wise
existence wise and
life-wise
words absolutely fail me.
blogwordoftheday
machus loves to ask,
"would you rather be happy or right?"
welll, these days, it would be right.
(happiness usually follows.)
changing the world is only a blog away.
whether it's talking about the latest developments in the world,
or simply discussing a friend who we want to get married off ('coz he's really VERY nice)
or dreaming about european trips that should one day be taken,
or putting together ideas for blog conventions and wedensday words,
when 10 bloggers meet for breakfast and coffee on a saturday morning,
it's always a sign of good things ahead.
The Great Bloggers Meet up- Part II
coming soon.
Tag- I 'm it. God I miss that game.
I am thinking about the blogger meetup today.
I said I WAS THINKING ABOUT THE BLOGGER MEET UP TODAY!!!
I want to finish all the little projects I have started for myself soon.
I wish I could take a holiday to Europe with my friends RIGHT NOW.
I miss being at home at sehri times during ramzan.
I hear people crib and bitch and moan and complain all the time.
I wonder why - I mean isn't anything in their life worth it?
I regret some things I have said. Only some, mind you.
I am a believer. Die-hard type.
I dance in the room mostly when k's at the gym. And sometimes even when he is there :)
I sing out loud while driving.
I cry less than I sob. Know what I mean?
I am not answering this one. Sorry, couldn't really think of anything here.
I write pretty much all the time in my head and sometimes on paper.
I confuse people sometimes. On purpose.
I need chocolate everyday. I'm serious. I NEED it.
I should try to be more accepting/tolerant/calmer.
I finish everything on my plate. Good girl that I am. :)
saba tagged me into answering all these difficult questions about me.
I tag mars, moizza, meyum.
blogword of the week- end
Once upon a time there was a designer who had a mind of her own.
She believed she knew what she was talking about.
She believed she could change the word through better design.
She believed that despite the MBA's lurking out there trying to spoil things, there was a way to finally eventually make them see what GOOD design really was and what it could accomplish, if given a fair chance.
So she took out her gun and went and shot all of them.
The End.
