Finally...

I made it. Or did I really? Its hard to believe how time passes by so fast, without giving us the slightest chance of noticing, and without giving us a chance to be mentally prepared of what is to come.
I spent two years waiting. Out of which, 6 months were the best months I've had of my life. I mean it. But the other year and a half, was the worst. Ironic, isn't it?

It was February, 2010, when I found out I was moving to Pakistan. It was because of the severe recession, and because of my Dada and Dadi (Grandparents), who were getting extremely old. So, my father decided that we had to move here. Whatever the reasons were, the information hit me straight in the face like a bitchslap. I was traumatized. I wasn't ready for this. I wasn't ready to leave everything behind, to leave all of my friends, to leave my school, my life, to leave what I had going for so many years. I honestly wasn't. But apparently, I had no choice.

The next day, when I was at school, we were having our annual business fair. I was sulking in some corner during most of the day, so my friends asked me what was up. I told them, frankly. At first, they didn't believe me, but judging by my facial expression, which I believe was most probably not... pleasant, they had to.

My dad left in March, to get everything ready; our house, a job, etc. So, the responsibility of having our furniture, etc, everything, moved was mine. Which, I didn't mind. But it was REALLY hard to handle the situation because of how upset I was. Anyway, I still did. And the usual followed; goodbyes, going out with friends for the last time, packing, shipping, and finally, I came here. On 6th May, 2010.

Now, since I came in the middle of the year without having a report card or exams or whatever. I had to do the tenth grade again. Which I did. The first six months that I mentioned before, were the months in Dubai. But the rest of the year and a half was in Karachi. In my new school.

I hated everything about it; I couldn't relate to ANYONE. I barely made any friends, I barely went out to places, and I was drowned in work.
Anyway, time passed, a little slower this time, but it did. Soon, I was finally done with the year, with my final 2 O level exams, here in grade 10.

After two years of complete bullshit, I finally made it to my FINAL year at school. And now, I cant wait till this one is over too. I just hope its easier than the previous one...which ofcourse, it WONT be, since its the freaking eleventh grade. I just have to live through it. Just like I lived through last year.

However... I am happier than I was a year back. But still, it can never, ever be the same.

P.S. - Results in a day. Im scared shitless, pray for meee! And Furva!

P.P.S. - Sorry for being inconsistent. School has started, and I have shitloads of homework. But I shall try to post more!

LOL. Specifically how I feel when I wake up early. Except there's no one to kill... just the alarm.

My Dream Girl?

Okay, so this is the so called 'creative' and 'constructive' post that I was about to post, which I highly doubt is as mentioned before. But it did take me time to finish this, so yeah. Plus, I posted about this because someone requested me too. Not just anyone, but a really close, awesome friend of mine :)

Well, most of you girls (no sexism intended) think that us boys usually prefer girls like these:




Most think that we prefer fake, plastic, drowned-in-make-up, slutty, curvy, cheerleader-ish type of girls. Well, that's where you are wrong. Yeah, I agree that many guys do like these type of girls, thus results in those girls dressing up like that, BUT, those guys are douchebags. If you want to see my blog about douchebags, click here. AND, not just douchebags, but perverts and immature guys love these kind of girls.



Honestly, that is just because they want to get with them, and because they are PHYSICALLY attracted to them. Yeah, there is NO doubt that all guys are a little perverted, a little flirty. Its in our NATURE. Nothing can change that, but reality will always be reality. Likes and dislikes will always remain the same.

Many guys, including me, don't really prefer them. Well yeah, OFCOURSE I think Megan Fox is hot. And yeah, she isn't a slut. She's married! BUT, apparently, girls of her sort (make-up, plasticness, fakeness) don't attract me. And im positive they dont attract many other NORMAL guys either.

I was going to title this post 'My Perfect Girl' before, but I thought that NO one, and nothing is perfect. The word perfect itself is just a hypothesis, it is just an adjective which can never be real. Ever. So, rather, I thought my dream girl, or the girl that would be just right.

Well, many people say that 'looks don't matter, only the personality does.'
... are you shitting me? First impressions are based solely upon looks, and looks only. It may be stupid, but reality bites. As a starter, looks ALWAYS matter. But, along the road of the relationship, whether its friendship, or commitment, the personality takes over. But, ofcourse, the looks dont have to be the cliched 'MODEL HOT' or 'STRIKINGLY BEAUTIFUL'. No. They depend on the person's opinion. A guy could have a good first impression of a girl for one thing and one thing only. That could be her smile, hair, skin, eyes, voice, whatever seems attractive to him.

So, looks DO matter, but only when the people are newbies to each other.
As for me, I dont demand the prettiest or most beautiful girl in the world. I dont demand someone really hot, someone who's all that. Yeah, it would be great if she's pretty, if shes got a cute laugh, a nice smile, things that are dreamy, not perverted.

But more importantly, someone who would be there for me. Someone who would understand my problems, my issues, someone who would like me for who I am. Someone who I could feel easy around. Someone who I could be myself with, and feel GREAT about it. Someone who would need me in her times of despair. Someone who wouldn't hesitate calling me in the middle of the night to tell me whats wrong. Someone who I wouldn't hesitate calling in the middle of the night either. Someone who wouldn't hesitate to express her emotions to me. Someone who I wouldn't feel uncomfortable with expressing myself. Someone who'd make me feel happy all the time, regardless about the fact that if she was physically present with me. I'd be happy because I'd KNOW that she would be mine. I'd know that she'd love me for being ME. Since I know how it feels like, to be loved for who you are, I think, it feels awesome. It just feels like everything is right, everything is fine just the way it is. It feels great. It makes you feel satisfied with yourself.

All of that may sound really far-fetched, but I believe it IS possible. Heck, I've seen it. I know people who are couples. I know how they feel, well, from what they've told me. Yeah, they have their problems, they have their issues. Which couple doesn't? Its part of a relationship. But all in all, they seem really happy, and they seem like they're on top of this world, just because of their significant other.

Someone famous has quoted that, "Sometimes, dreams that come true are dreams you never even knew you had." - That is so brilliant. So, maybe I've dreamed about my just-right girl, and seen her too, but never knew.

I guess that's it for this post. I hope you're satisfied, person-who-requested-for-this-post :P
Oh and, sorry if I wasn't my usual comical and retarded self in this post. I thought of trying something different for once.

Anyways, as always, I shall leave you with a lolcat. Have a nice day!

Courtesy, the person who requested for this post.

Acknowledgments and half-century!

Alright, so I was planning to make a constructive and creative blog about something else, but first I HAVE to make these acknowledgments. Since something so pleasantly surprising has happened in the past couple of days.

I received 3 awards in just 2 days, I think. So, I shall acknowledge them, and pass them, but first of all, I want to say that... 50 FOLLOWERS. AAAAH :D I feel awesome. Half-century! *raises bat* Im so happy. I never expected to have 50 followers in just 3 months... Wow. Special shout out to Hamza Hameed and Reanne Anad, for being my 50th and 51st followers. You guys are super awesome. :D Hamza follows through mail, and Reanne occasionally reads my blogs :)

Anyway, first off, my award from Teenage Mutiny.



Since I had to write 7 things about myself in his rules, I shall.

1.) I LOVE sports. Football. Basketball. Cricket. ANYTHING that involves physical energy being used.
2.) I used to bite my nails. Used to.
3.) I wish I was taller, eventhough I'm taller than most of the people in my family. Being a few inches taller wouldn't hurt.
4.) My favourite genre of music is rock, and any sort of music you can dance to. But rock is love.
5.) I HATE math, eventhough I always get good grades in it. I HATE it.
6.) My favourite/most desired item of technology is an iPhone/iPod 4
7.) Being a guy, I admit im sort of sensitive to certain things, emotionally.

Phew. Now that I got that over with, lets get on with what this post is meant for.

He gave me the Stylish Blogger award, as you can see, and mentioned some really nice things about me. Thank you SO much Hamza Bin Laden. :D You're the best. Seriously, go check out his blog NOW.

So, I'd like to pass this award to:

Mariam from Rants and Rambles:

I think she's a really nice blogger, who creates innovative posts with great style, therefore the award. Do check her blog out.

Fatimaa S. from And When I Pop These Bubbles Words Come Out:

The way she writes is really stylish, in my opinion. Plus, her blog layout is too, reaallly nice, which is why she deserves this award :D Check it out!

Peachyyy from Upside Down Cheesecake:

Her blogs are written with great versatility, and with a really nice dialect. Therefore she is also, a stylish blogger! Check it out :)


Anyway, my next award was from Bhadra's blog, BhadRawr.



Thanks! Im really glad you think so, because whatever I blog about to you guys is truly from the depths of my heart.

I shall pass this award to:

Furbee Esvy who blogs at The World Inside My Head:

I love her blogs. She was the first one to give me an award too! And, she always blogs frankly, and in a straightforward manner. Which is really awesome. Its what blogging is all about! Check her blog out! :D

Aaishah from Typing To The Beat Of My Heart:

Ive already awarded her with the I love This Blog award, and thats because her blogs are truly from her heart, and they are really interesting too. Visit her blog!



So, moving on to my next award. I received it from Vice Versa who blogs at Crypticcrap.
Thanks SO MUCH! Honestly, I love her blog. I awarded her a while back too. Her blogs are really funny and interesting. They're long too, which I enjoy thoroughly.



Since I already gave this award previously, I'm not going to pass it.

Anyways, Im off! See you guys later :D

And as always, this has become sort of a signature of mine. I must leave you with a lolcat!

Basically describes how I feel