oh you know how it is..

Isn't it funny that the busier you get, the more you feel like you don't want to blog?

It's like, you're not in the mood but my blog is dying so I feel like I had to update.

Either way, I have NO ABSOLUTE IDEA what is going on with my best friends. I don't. The ones in Banting, Shah Alam and Damansara. Funny thing is, I know what's going on with the one in Penang. I can't help but to feel a bit... A text message isn't that hard to go around - if you get what I mean.

APART FROM THAT.

Arab is killing me softly. haha. Like the song. It is hard. I have no idea why they make it so difficult for people to learn it. The grammar... Oh my GOD. Everything has a gender! The chair has a gender! The lamp has a gender! (Gender is differentiated by the spelling of the word, not the ... anatomy of the object... or lack thereof.. what the hell, it's a freaking chair for god's sakes!). And if there are TWO chairs, it's a different word! If it's TWO chairs which are MALE, it's a different word. LET'S NOT EVEN GET TO THREE MALE CHAIRS. LET'S NOT EVEN GET TO NUMBERS.

Thus, Atikah's stress levels goes up, up and away!

Please God, don't let me flunk my Arab. Future top student, please! :D

You know what's one bad thing about me?

I am reckless when I want something.

Right now, my stress levels are sky high, I have assignments like crazy and most of them are not even school work, I don't think I am studying much and I still don't think it's enough! I WANT MORE WORK.

It's either I'm being reckless or just a straight path in becoming a workaholic.

And I am loving it. Loving it in a way that a suicidal person thinks about suicide. Hehe.

With all this going on, I so don't have time to get a boyfriend. Ah well. Maybe I'll put that in the 'If I've Got Time To Do Things' list. haha.

-- torn.