Today you were far away
and I didn't ask you why
What could I say
I was far away
You just walked away
and I just watched you
What could I say
How close am I to losing you
Tonight you just close your eyes
and I just watch you
slip away
How close am I to losing you
Hey, are you awake
Yeah I'm right here
Well can I ask you about today
How close am I to losing you
How close am I to losing
The National-About Today
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Being thankful
Heyheyhey.
It's been over a month since I've written a blog post, so taking time out of studying was essential.
I've had a really interesting week.
By interesting, I mean the Chinese form of interesting.
There's a Chinese curse, 'may you have an interesting day'
When someone says it, it's not like they're actually saying, 'oh hey, I hope you have a horrible day', but instead, it's more of a good or bad type of thing.
There's a Chinese curse, 'may you have an interesting day'
When someone says it, it's not like they're actually saying, 'oh hey, I hope you have a horrible day', but instead, it's more of a good or bad type of thing.
Anyway. Getting back to the point. If you've been watching the news, you've probably heard about Hurricane Sandy.
And I had a really interesting time with it.
I came back from my uncle's house last Saturday, since I was at his place for Eid.
I stocked up on water and canned food and all that stuff, even had some food in the fridge that I could heat up and have as a hot meal.
And I had a really interesting time with it.
I came back from my uncle's house last Saturday, since I was at his place for Eid.
I stocked up on water and canned food and all that stuff, even had some food in the fridge that I could heat up and have as a hot meal.
And then, on Monday, the electricity went at 7pm.
I kept hoping that it would come back, but our RA-resident assistant-told us to pack for a night in case we were evacuated. So I packed my laptop and some clothes, and went to sleep at 12ish.
Only to be woken up at 2:30am and told to go downstairs since we were being evacuated.
Then we were moved to the recreation center, which-surprise, surprise-was running on backup generators, which only provided a little bit of light, no heat, and no internet.
And it was really cold-it's November, and that's when the cold weather starts coming in-oh, and by starts, I mean that it goes down to -1 degrees Celsius-so yeah.
And we stayed up till 4am, when some of us were given army cots-the lucky ones, that is, since we got to the line early-and the rest pretty much slept on the cold floor.
At around 8am, my roommate woke me up and told me that we could all go back to our apartments. There were a bunch of people leaving through the emergency exit doors, so I decided to go check with my resident assistant first, just to confirm. And it turned out that all those people who were going back would be unable to get into their apartments since all the entry doors to the halls are electronic and wouldn't let anyone in.
So I went back to sleep.. till around 2pm, when we were evacuated for a second time, to the Student Center at the campus across the river. (My university has seven campuses, five in my city, and two in two other cities.)
And they had electricity.. and internet.. and army cots. And the dining hall was a minute away from our room, so it was awesome, and I am so, so, so thankful for that.
Our classes were cancelled for the rest of the week, but I was getting migraines, so it was sort of fun with friends that I had't had much of a chance to spend time with, but overall, it was okay, I guess.
I emailed my Matlab professor, since we had a mid-term the next week.
He still hasn't replied to my email, but he sent out an email to the entire class that the mid-term was postponed by a week. :P
Apart from all that, I'm just totally busy, tired, and sleepy. I've just been studying, studying, and studying.
It's supposed to snow tomorrow, so I'm not taking my bike out, even though I hate walking.
Oh well.
I have no idea when I'll get time to post again, so I hope everyone has an awesome time!
Oh, and before I forget. Justin Bieber's 'One Love' is my favorite song of the week.
I kept hoping that it would come back, but our RA-resident assistant-told us to pack for a night in case we were evacuated. So I packed my laptop and some clothes, and went to sleep at 12ish.
Only to be woken up at 2:30am and told to go downstairs since we were being evacuated.
Then we were moved to the recreation center, which-surprise, surprise-was running on backup generators, which only provided a little bit of light, no heat, and no internet.
And it was really cold-it's November, and that's when the cold weather starts coming in-oh, and by starts, I mean that it goes down to -1 degrees Celsius-so yeah.
And we stayed up till 4am, when some of us were given army cots-the lucky ones, that is, since we got to the line early-and the rest pretty much slept on the cold floor.
At around 8am, my roommate woke me up and told me that we could all go back to our apartments. There were a bunch of people leaving through the emergency exit doors, so I decided to go check with my resident assistant first, just to confirm. And it turned out that all those people who were going back would be unable to get into their apartments since all the entry doors to the halls are electronic and wouldn't let anyone in.
So I went back to sleep.. till around 2pm, when we were evacuated for a second time, to the Student Center at the campus across the river. (My university has seven campuses, five in my city, and two in two other cities.)
And they had electricity.. and internet.. and army cots. And the dining hall was a minute away from our room, so it was awesome, and I am so, so, so thankful for that.
Our classes were cancelled for the rest of the week, but I was getting migraines, so it was sort of fun with friends that I had't had much of a chance to spend time with, but overall, it was okay, I guess.
I emailed my Matlab professor, since we had a mid-term the next week.
He still hasn't replied to my email, but he sent out an email to the entire class that the mid-term was postponed by a week. :P
Apart from all that, I'm just totally busy, tired, and sleepy. I've just been studying, studying, and studying.
It's supposed to snow tomorrow, so I'm not taking my bike out, even though I hate walking.
Oh well.
I have no idea when I'll get time to post again, so I hope everyone has an awesome time!
Oh, and before I forget. Justin Bieber's 'One Love' is my favorite song of the week.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Dallas Cowboys>All other teams put together
Hi.
Hello.
Hi.
Hello.
I haven't commented on anyone's posts for ages, I know-just totally busy, only get time to read them and that's about it O.o
I'm actually supposed to be studying but took time out to do this.
I've put up a small poster of the Dallas Cowboys on my dorm window and everyone who passes by sees it.
A group of guys actually called out, 'Tony Romo sucks!' to me when they saw it.
For those of you who don't know, Tony Romo is the quarterback on the Cowboys' team.
And for those of you who really don't know, a quarterback is like the most important player on the team.
But, for all of you Cowboys-haters out there, the Cowboys won another game a few hours ago.
I should go around wearing my Cowboys shirt, in fact.
Oh, wait, I think I will tomorrow, if it's cold. I don't want to wear a full-sleeves and get all sweaty otherwise.
I've had a tiring week. Studying and going to work-I work six hours a week in the administrative department at Rutgers-no fringe benefits, though, since it's a student job-but yeah-and interviews and playing basketball and sleeping till 2:30 on Sundays.
I have a new obsession. Chinese Bamboo Flute. It sounds so awesome.
For those of you in Pakistan who have YouTube blocked, sorry, ya'll. I'm on YouTube a lot, just to listen to this.
Oh, and before I get back to studying, I had to tell you my roommate story.
So when I found out my housing assignment-as in which dorm I'll be in and what facilities it has-I also got to know who my roommates were and their email addresses.
My apartment was a two-bedroom one with four beds-meaning that two people shared a room.
One was a Chinese, another was an Indian, and a third was Caucasian.
So, I emailed all three, saying hi, who I was, a little background, and that I don't drink or smoke, so if they didn't either, it would be awesome.
The Chinese replied that he was moving to the States for the first time, he did not smoke/drink, but he played the saxophone and would practice. Pretty cool.
The Indian replied that he was originally born in New York, but his family was Indian, and that he did not drink/smoke, but he had a girlfriend and she would be coming over to stay with him on weekends, and if anyone was uncomfortable with that, they should let him know. Still pretty cool.
The Caucasian did not reply and sent a request to change his room-we knew that since it showed on our assignment screens. Hmm...
I wanted to be able to sleep in peace, so I told the Indian that I was uncomfortable being in the same room, and he said it was okay, I could share my room with the Chinese.
Two weeks later, the Caucasian replied that it was cool if the Indian's girlfriend came over, as long as she brought food, and he liked toast, so could someone bring a toaster? Oh, and he wanted us all to go biking whenever we could. Oh, my God.
So, we didn't have the Caucasian as a roommate anymore, but yeahh.
So we didn't know who our fourth roommate was.
I moved into the apartment first and picked the room in the corner and the bed in the corner, next to the window, and all that.
The Chinese moved in a few days later.
The Indian came and left his stuff, said he'd move in after the weekend.
Then on Saturday morning, while both my roommate and I were asleep, the door to the apartment opened and this huge African American guy walked in, talking on his phone. I woke up and went like, who on earth are you??
Turns out, he was our fourth roommate.
If that story didn't make you laugh, then I probably didn't make it sound funny enough.
But I hope ya'll have a good week! :)
Hello.
Hi.
Hello.
I haven't commented on anyone's posts for ages, I know-just totally busy, only get time to read them and that's about it O.o
I'm actually supposed to be studying but took time out to do this.
I've put up a small poster of the Dallas Cowboys on my dorm window and everyone who passes by sees it.
A group of guys actually called out, 'Tony Romo sucks!' to me when they saw it.
For those of you who don't know, Tony Romo is the quarterback on the Cowboys' team.
And for those of you who really don't know, a quarterback is like the most important player on the team.
But, for all of you Cowboys-haters out there, the Cowboys won another game a few hours ago.
I should go around wearing my Cowboys shirt, in fact.
Oh, wait, I think I will tomorrow, if it's cold. I don't want to wear a full-sleeves and get all sweaty otherwise.
I've had a tiring week. Studying and going to work-I work six hours a week in the administrative department at Rutgers-no fringe benefits, though, since it's a student job-but yeah-and interviews and playing basketball and sleeping till 2:30 on Sundays.
I have a new obsession. Chinese Bamboo Flute. It sounds so awesome.
For those of you in Pakistan who have YouTube blocked, sorry, ya'll. I'm on YouTube a lot, just to listen to this.
Oh, and before I get back to studying, I had to tell you my roommate story.
So when I found out my housing assignment-as in which dorm I'll be in and what facilities it has-I also got to know who my roommates were and their email addresses.
My apartment was a two-bedroom one with four beds-meaning that two people shared a room.
One was a Chinese, another was an Indian, and a third was Caucasian.
So, I emailed all three, saying hi, who I was, a little background, and that I don't drink or smoke, so if they didn't either, it would be awesome.
The Chinese replied that he was moving to the States for the first time, he did not smoke/drink, but he played the saxophone and would practice. Pretty cool.
The Indian replied that he was originally born in New York, but his family was Indian, and that he did not drink/smoke, but he had a girlfriend and she would be coming over to stay with him on weekends, and if anyone was uncomfortable with that, they should let him know. Still pretty cool.
The Caucasian did not reply and sent a request to change his room-we knew that since it showed on our assignment screens. Hmm...
I wanted to be able to sleep in peace, so I told the Indian that I was uncomfortable being in the same room, and he said it was okay, I could share my room with the Chinese.
Two weeks later, the Caucasian replied that it was cool if the Indian's girlfriend came over, as long as she brought food, and he liked toast, so could someone bring a toaster? Oh, and he wanted us all to go biking whenever we could. Oh, my God.
So, we didn't have the Caucasian as a roommate anymore, but yeahh.
So we didn't know who our fourth roommate was.
I moved into the apartment first and picked the room in the corner and the bed in the corner, next to the window, and all that.
The Chinese moved in a few days later.
The Indian came and left his stuff, said he'd move in after the weekend.
Then on Saturday morning, while both my roommate and I were asleep, the door to the apartment opened and this huge African American guy walked in, talking on his phone. I woke up and went like, who on earth are you??
Turns out, he was our fourth roommate.
If that story didn't make you laugh, then I probably didn't make it sound funny enough.
But I hope ya'll have a good week! :)
Monday, September 10, 2012
In Your Atmosphere
Hey, ya'll.
John Mayer is awesome.
John Mayer is awesome.
My roommates are awesome. (funny story about me & my roommates coming up next post)
I know I've been barely posting, but I. Am. SO. Busyyyyy.
I know I've been barely posting, but I. Am. SO. Busyyyyy.
All I get time for is around an hour of skype with my parents & brothers every day & barely ten minutes of texting.
I have another theory on life.
When life gets rougher & things get tougher, be thankful and smile more. Because God is giving you these trials to make you stronger. And when you pass these times, you'll look back and remember how worried you were, but you'll be stronger and better and able to handle much more.
I was worried about my meeting with my adviser, about how I would manage to take 70 classes in two years, when I can take around fourteen classes every year.
I was worried that I wouldn't be able to cope with all my classes.
I was worried that I'd get another migraine because of how much I was worrying.
I was worried that I had fever again.
I was worried that I wouldn't get to class on time.
I was worried that I wouldn't understand what was being taught in my calculus class.
And guess what?
My adviser said there are ways through which I can take more than fourteen classes every year.
My classes are going just fine.
I did get a migraine but I had medicine for it. And for once, that medicine worked.
I didn't get fever.
I got to class early.
I had been teaching tenth grade the same stuff that my calculus teacher taught in class today.
And that was all because I kept praying and saying the Ayat-ul-kursi.
Kinda solidifies your faith more and more.
Hope everyone has a happy week.
Because happiness is MUCH more important than grades, jobs, income, and a whole bunch of other things.
Oh, AND. Dallas Cowboys beat the Giants 24-17. In Yo Face.
Oh, AND, AND. Rutgers beat Howard 26-0. That's twenty-six to nil.
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