So there's some news - some good, some bad, some just grotesque that I'll leave it out altogether and most of it is just self-explanatory.
Let's start with the best of the best of the news I will update you with since...well, forever?
I'm in love. Yes, well and truly, head-over-heelsy, slap-my-face-and-I'll-say-it-againsy in love, amor, pyaar, etc. And yeah, before you ask, they can love me back. It's not an inanimate object ...well, I'd like to believe that they weren't.
So I became one with my partner in life, the Macbook til the real deal decides to show up of course, but til then, this will accompany me through the colourful jags and the smarmy ball curves of my life.
Ah, the Macbook keeps me happy when life seems dim or when I can't be arsed to put the light on, it makes me smile cause it allows me to see cats on the Internet on the double. It even talks back to me and asks if I would I like it to go to sleep. Secretly, I'm thinking never do I want it to stop showing me the delights of its innovative OS, but hey even Macs need sleep.
But there are tales both grisly and giddy to be told in such a short amount of blogging, so I shall do forward slashes just to speed up the process (unfortunately my lovely Apple system doesn't have a hashtag and tis annoying when I'd like to tweet, but I can forgive it because it's so sexy and it doesn't judge me when I say 'do I look fat in this?' or if I over-caffienate my ass til four in the morning).
So here we go, this is just for the ugly bits in my life since whenever the last time I verbal-vomited on this space.
Ramadan finished and we had small Eid - waheey/Went to Empire Big Screens and made nice cool fulminator friends -woo!/Lost my iPhone to the dome of doom; O2 Arena - boo-fackeen-hoohoo/University started and I got depressed figuring out workload -AH FFS/someone left me for the other world (may Allah grant them Jannat) - weep/I found myself in a hopeless place -soggy crying face and new realisation of the world/Got a radio show at university with my name in the title -RESPONSIBILITY OVERLOAD/I turned 21 -WOOP for a week, WEEP for the rest of the year/Macbook made me look amazing in its camera eye-Laavely/Been Skyping everyone I know to show them how pretty I look on Mac camera-Egogasm/
somuchmorebutIcan'trememberitatthisverymomentasitstoomuchtocrampontohere -BRAIN FART
And that's the end of that little catch-up, time for a breather!
I feel I've accomplished devouring a hefty meat of a meal and now I'm going to have to sweat it off in tiny little breaks. I will try to update this as much as I used to, as I don't like massive intervals in diaries so why have it in a blog? I am getting a degree in writing, so how this is so hard to keep up with is beyond me. Anyhoo trolls - see I miss writing stuff like that, makes me glad to know I have the skill and the charm to curl that one out there - I'll come back later and tell you more about the radio show and maybe you'll get to here it; I'll be having podcasts up on a website I'm designing so just tune in (or remind me to write often) and we'll see some progress for little old, becoming ancient me!
But til then, let me leave you with a song I find quite pumpin' - it's dirty but hell, I like it, especially in the car. No dirty innuendos please, I mean it.
