Yup. I think its time I close this for sure. I've pretty much lost any connection with it. Not sure what I mean though. I've meaning to delete this blog, but Blogger OverlookAndSmile has convinced me to keep it for the sake that it is my first blog. So, I bid adieu.
My current journal is my LJ: http://nelisa-abi.livejournal.com
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
At Last
Since its been like, what years? since I last posted here, I thought I'd bring back the fire, if there was any in the first place. After all I'm being really partial towards my Livejournal blog, with all the serious updating going on there. But both sites have there plus points and their negative points.
Blogger...
What I love here is the personalizing bit. You have personalization option in Livejournal as well, but its not as flexible as it is here. And I love the widgets and the Add-ons.
And no payment stuff here.
Livejournal
The user-interface is much better there, and somehow Livejournal is more 'alive' to me than Blogger is. Its not like I get a dozen comments there or anything, but you know something is going on. But you have to pay for some stuff, that's a bit of a nuisance as I'm can somewhat be best described as a broke student now.
But I'm going to give my uttermost and equal attention to both domains and make the best of both sites.
Blogger...
What I love here is the personalizing bit. You have personalization option in Livejournal as well, but its not as flexible as it is here. And I love the widgets and the Add-ons.
And no payment stuff here.
Livejournal
The user-interface is much better there, and somehow Livejournal is more 'alive' to me than Blogger is. Its not like I get a dozen comments there or anything, but you know something is going on. But you have to pay for some stuff, that's a bit of a nuisance as I'm can somewhat be best described as a broke student now.
But I'm going to give my uttermost and equal attention to both domains and make the best of both sites.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Easter...
Happy Easter!!! Everyone.
We always go to the sunrise service on Easter, though its always more sun-has-already-risen service. Its a really nice service, the whole congregation is seated outside in the church lawn, with the birds chirping and the usual morning sounds, its quite nice. And just like every year, the priest gave a good message, the Apostle's Creed was read, perfectly fine. So somethings obviously going to happen and you know it. The Head Pastor passes the peace of the Lord (For those who don't know about the Peace, its basically sharing of the peace of the Lord, somewhat like a ritual/tradition, I'm really not the best person to be explaining stuff like this. The ministers of the church come down the aisle and pass the peace to every row, and the person sitting at the end of the row passes the peace to all other people sitting in the respective row and all the members greet each other in the process. Simple).
I'm sitting somewhere in the middle of my row. And there's a man sitting to my left and my to my right. I gonna have to give this guy a name, hmm... he's around 5'3'', dark with a puggy face and wearing a blue something, can't remember if it was a coat or a jacket or just a shirt. So its either Mr. Shorty(normal guy standards), Mr. Pug or Mr. Blue Something. I'd normally go for Mr. Pug, but I'll be nice.
So, Mr. Blue Something it is. So back to the main story line, the minister passes the peace to the man to at the end row, who just stands there. If I start on him I'll probably never get to the point. (But at this point, I'm not sure if there is a point at all.*sigh*). But anyway, I hold my hand out to accept the peace from Mr. Blue Something and he turns to face me and he just pushes me away to pass the Peace to my mum! Does he know how rude that is!!! The nerve of that guy!!! At this point my jaw is nearly touching the ground and I'm fuming. Hmphh.
And who thought I was giving in that easily. I'm almost the same height as him too!! Seriously the nerve. When the offering pouch came, It came through (revenge is sweet:) ) my side. He he. I leaned over and gave it the the guy beyond Mr. Blue Something. Ha! That gesture just made the most satisfied person on the planet. Still, Mr. Blue Something grabbed it from my hand before the other guy could take it. Impudent Booger Buddy. So when he cam back from the Communion, I glared at him all the way through. And if looks could kill, he'd be dead ten times over.
So maybe I over-reacted a little bit. But right now, Mr. Blue Something tops my Booger Buddy list. I don't know why, ;) but I just feel so smug after writing this.
Happy Easter again.
We always go to the sunrise service on Easter, though its always more sun-has-already-risen service. Its a really nice service, the whole congregation is seated outside in the church lawn, with the birds chirping and the usual morning sounds, its quite nice. And just like every year, the priest gave a good message, the Apostle's Creed was read, perfectly fine. So somethings obviously going to happen and you know it. The Head Pastor passes the peace of the Lord (For those who don't know about the Peace, its basically sharing of the peace of the Lord, somewhat like a ritual/tradition, I'm really not the best person to be explaining stuff like this. The ministers of the church come down the aisle and pass the peace to every row, and the person sitting at the end of the row passes the peace to all other people sitting in the respective row and all the members greet each other in the process. Simple).
I'm sitting somewhere in the middle of my row. And there's a man sitting to my left and my to my right. I gonna have to give this guy a name, hmm... he's around 5'3'', dark with a puggy face and wearing a blue something, can't remember if it was a coat or a jacket or just a shirt. So its either Mr. Shorty(normal guy standards), Mr. Pug or Mr. Blue Something. I'd normally go for Mr. Pug, but I'll be nice.
So, Mr. Blue Something it is. So back to the main story line, the minister passes the peace to the man to at the end row, who just stands there. If I start on him I'll probably never get to the point. (But at this point, I'm not sure if there is a point at all.*sigh*). But anyway, I hold my hand out to accept the peace from Mr. Blue Something and he turns to face me and he just pushes me away to pass the Peace to my mum! Does he know how rude that is!!! The nerve of that guy!!! At this point my jaw is nearly touching the ground and I'm fuming. Hmphh.
And who thought I was giving in that easily. I'm almost the same height as him too!! Seriously the nerve. When the offering pouch came, It came through (revenge is sweet:) ) my side. He he. I leaned over and gave it the the guy beyond Mr. Blue Something. Ha! That gesture just made the most satisfied person on the planet. Still, Mr. Blue Something grabbed it from my hand before the other guy could take it. Impudent Booger Buddy. So when he cam back from the Communion, I glared at him all the way through. And if looks could kill, he'd be dead ten times over.
So maybe I over-reacted a little bit. But right now, Mr. Blue Something tops my Booger Buddy list. I don't know why, ;) but I just feel so smug after writing this.
Happy Easter again.
Booger Buddy
Before I post another ...well ...post, I'm gonna give my handful of readers a lesson from the one and only Selina's Dictionary©. Our word for today is 'Booger Buddy©'. -adj, n (sorta)
Meaning- Any one who irritates me, becomes an exclusive member of my booger buddy list.
For eg. Our chemistry teacher has been obnoxious to everyone today, she's such a booger buddy.
Well now that our first lesson from Selina's Dictionary is over and that all of you have enlightened by the knowledge it contains. Let's all move on with our lives...
Friday, March 14, 2008
Another Day in Paradise....
She calls out to the man on the street
"Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep,
Is there somewhere you can tell me?"
He walks on, doesn't look back
He pretends he can't hear her
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
Seems embarrassed to be there
Oh think twice, it's another day for
You and me in paradise
Oh think twice, it's just another day for you,
You and me in paradise
She calls out to the man on the street
He can see she's been crying
She's got blisters on the soles of her feet
Can't walk but she's trying
Oh think twice, it's another day for
You and me in paradise
Oh think twice, it's just another day for you,
You and me in paradise
Oh lord, is there nothing more anybody can do
Oh lord, there must be something you can say
You can tell from the lines on her face
You can see that she's been there
Probably been moved on from every place
'Cos she didn't fit in there
Oh think twice, it's another day for
You and me in paradise
Oh think twice, it's just another day for you,
You and me in paradise
Another Day in Paradise by Phill Collins
I love the music and the lyrics of this, just absolutely love it. My 'wonderful' world right now is just the opposite of paradise....sigh
"Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep,
Is there somewhere you can tell me?"
He walks on, doesn't look back
He pretends he can't hear her
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
Seems embarrassed to be there
Oh think twice, it's another day for
You and me in paradise
Oh think twice, it's just another day for you,
You and me in paradise
She calls out to the man on the street
He can see she's been crying
She's got blisters on the soles of her feet
Can't walk but she's trying
Oh think twice, it's another day for
You and me in paradise
Oh think twice, it's just another day for you,
You and me in paradise
Oh lord, is there nothing more anybody can do
Oh lord, there must be something you can say
You can tell from the lines on her face
You can see that she's been there
Probably been moved on from every place
'Cos she didn't fit in there
Oh think twice, it's another day for
You and me in paradise
Oh think twice, it's just another day for you,
You and me in paradise
Another Day in Paradise by Phill Collins
I love the music and the lyrics of this, just absolutely love it. My 'wonderful' world right now is just the opposite of paradise....sigh
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Post Result blues...
So the results are out, and I'm now the proud owner of all XII grade books. It just fells so wierd to write(/type) the word 'XII', almost feels alien. A small part of me wishes I weren't in XIIth though, this whole darn year in a way determines the story of my life.*sigh*. When I was in the smaller grades, I used to be so thrilled when I got promoted to a higher class and when I found myself in the classroom, I used to wish that I was older. And now that I'm promoted to the XII grade (not that I'm not grateful) I still wish I was younger. *sigh*...again....
Yay!!! Today I didn't go off course!
Yay!!! Today I didn't go off course!
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Pre Results Blues...
The suspence is killing me. I've got my results tomorrow, damn I don't know what to do with myself. I had tiff with my chem teacher on the last the of school, I'm scared she's gonna take that against me. I hate that lady, She finds every reason in the book to pick on people. And I've got another year (hopefully just one) with her.*sigh*
I've fallen in love with the color green somehow, dunno why. Black's my all time favourite though, but still I've kinda taken to green, just out of the blue. I'm try to put green everywhere. And I wish Orkut gets a green Makeover. I wanted to upload the camp pics today, but I can't find my pen-drive right now. See, I've gone off course again! Its really a bad habit.
Anways, this topic is no longer restricted to result blues. I just heard 'You're so vain' by Carle Simon, and its like MY song. Hehe. But I'm not gonna be this vain, when I get my results tomorrow. Hmphhh!!!
Wishing myself luck!!!
I've fallen in love with the color green somehow, dunno why. Black's my all time favourite though, but still I've kinda taken to green, just out of the blue. I'm try to put green everywhere. And I wish Orkut gets a green Makeover. I wanted to upload the camp pics today, but I can't find my pen-drive right now. See, I've gone off course again! Its really a bad habit.
Anways, this topic is no longer restricted to result blues. I just heard 'You're so vain' by Carle Simon, and its like MY song. Hehe. But I'm not gonna be this vain, when I get my results tomorrow. Hmphhh!!!
Wishing myself luck!!!
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