A fresh start?

Okay, so as you all will know by now, I'm a USELESS blogger. I think of relatively good posts in my head and never get around to posting them. So....
I think there are only two options.
One- Delete my stupid self obsessed posts I wrote in delirium.
Two- Shut dfown the blog.
I'm leaning towards two, because I've proved to myself over and over... I'm a useles  blogger.
Oh, and I'm posting this from the school library.
Random
Okay
Blue hippo!!

HEEEEELLLPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!1

=( I have swimming tomorrow in school, and that means tiny little swimsuits. Death approaches. I can't wear those in front of everyone!!!!! =(((( I. Am. DEAD. Yes, I know this doesn't count as a post. that it is one of my panicked nonsense typing. uh-oh, must go. I'm supposed to be sleeping, and my dad is having one of his mood swings.

Still Alive

        That's the title for lack of imagination. My imagination seems to have all but disappeared lately... It's like I can't write... o.o Serious Writers Block. (This is my excuse for the fact that my post sounds really really weird.)
        So, yeah. I'm still alive. *waves* I actually started writing a post earlier but mom said it was late and I had to close the window. Fast. My parents are really short tempered lately, especially with me. My sister is still spoilt. And wow, those last few posts were so... odd. Anyway.
     I survived going to school the first two days. Obviously, I don't have any friends yet, but it feels like people are forcing themselves to be nice to me sometimes... And I got lost a total of 3 times.  School re-opens tomorrow though, and I haven't done any of my homework. I had this 'moon chart' to do. I had to draw the moon every night. I left the paper at school... I think my physics teacher is going to kill me. She is really strict. When I first came here, i would wake up at -gasp- 4 AM! Now I've returned to my usual late to sleep late to wake regime. Which is bad.
    On another note, We assembled two cloth cupboards and two chairs today.  I did most of the screwing though, but dad took all the credit. xD It's like a war between us kids and the adults. (Us kids- Me, my sister, my cousin Adults- My dad, My uncle, sometimes my mom) The adults make us build stuff and then they go, "Of course- I did all the work." And if anything goes wrong with the building, they usually blame us or the manufactures.
    So my cousin went on strike. And it took the adults ages to build the stuff by themselves. Our joking attempts at sabotage didn't work- although, we did finish eating before they finished building. Now the owe us 20 pounds each. Muahahaha. =P There are pictures. I'll upload them tomorrow, I can't find the Y cord thing to get it from my camera to the laptop.
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Oh. I just realised I forgot to explain how my New years went. That should have gone first. Gah. >.> There's y dad again. i don't understand this mood of his. I need to go.

Unhappy Birthday

It's my birthday... my 13th one. You know, another time I would blog about height, new school, no friends, newbie-it-is- the awesome pantomime...
But not now.
Why?
Because it's an unhappy birthday.
I have a really really really bad flu.
With hacking coughs, high fever, runny nose, headache, exhaustion.
I stayed with my sick cousin and aunt for a day after I moved here for a day, and that led me to catch their awful flu.
Last night, I needed water so badly, my throat felt like it was being scratched out with glass. And there was only SPARKLING WATER. I mean, I can barely stand the stuff when I'm awake and well... but in my current condition... and my dad said there was no other water. Turns out there was. Oh, and the back of my mouth hurts. I hate being sick. I HATE HATE HATE it. >.<
*cough* *sniff*
And the temperature... I mean, I'm from the MALDIVES. As in, an average of 30 degrees Celsius.
ANd now I'm in a UK winter.
GAH.

Scared

okay, tomorrow, I'm meeting kids from my new school, and I, the usually never scared chatter bow tiger- am scared to death. I mean... I've never met any kid from this place, I don't know what the kids are like I have a different skin colour... I DON'T KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN and I'M SO SCARED.
I can't believe I said that.
Someone please, please please reply...
=(

Stuck in the Airport for 5 Hours. Puchi Puchi, Lolle' pops and MLIA

                          Yup. Be darned, you annoying flight delays!!! I'm lucky I have my net-book and internet.

(Of which I usually ignore it's existence- help, anyone? How can I say that in proper grammar? Nerd, I know) The flight from Male' (NOT male, Male' capital of Maldives. With the little apostrophe, see? There is this true story about that... A woman travelling to Male' saw the sign for the mens bathroom, it read "Male" Said person, thought that it lead to the Male' departure gate, and they stepped in. This was one  of my way-too-many cousins. I think Anyway, what was I talking about? Oh yeah, I'm in a bracket...) was delayed, and when we got here (To Dhoha Airport, Qatar (Ghathar) in ARABIA. 

                  And although the plane had NOT TAKEN OFF YET, we were not allowed in, (and it said "Final Call. Not 'Gate Closed.') we figured it was because it would taken too long to load the luggage from one plane to the other. The next flight in at 5:30 P.M Dhoha time. So... five. hours. in. the. airport. in. this. cold. and. boredom. Time to log onto to nano, I hope someone is there!!! 

                About the other matter, the Puchi Puchi, that was from the time when I was in Singapore. I usually travel there quite a lot, and I was there a few weeks ago. And you see, I had this whole post planned and everything, and I was too lazy to post it ^^;; No time that the time when you are stuck and bored in an airport for hours to write a blog post. Anyway, there were no regular hotel rooms, so we stayed in another another suite room, and it was big. Huge. So, randomly, I yelled puchi puchi puh- CHI! well, chanted, more like. My sister joined in too xDD

               The lollipop- Lolle' Pop- matter was also in Singapore. Yet another family of cousins live there (They used to live with our family for... well, all my life till now) They go to Tanglin Trust School, I hear there are a few nano-ers over there. We went to their apartment, and my sister and mu boy cousin- call him Imree, played the gummy bear song. Wait- i need to backtrack a bit there. Okay, so Imree's sister Sammy, has lots of awesome books, so, naturally, when we were supposed to go shopping with our parents, I wanted to stay and read. In the end, I ended up 'babysitting' Imree and my sister. Don't get me wrong here, I do babysit- and properly, but if I had tried it with those two, they would have a fit. So... it was something like ignoring them and reading until Imree decided on a bed-wrestling match. This is where there are two people on a bed. And you have to knock the other person over.I challenged Imree to it, I won, about four times in a row. He wqas mad about being bet by a girl- thats why we had to do it over and over again. To be fair, he is younger and smaller than me, BUT before you say it was an unfair advantage- he actually knows how to fight, and he practices, and he is a bit stronger than me AND he ha beat his sister, Sammy who is older than me.

             Then we ran around the apartment with me trying to catch Imree to use his dart gun for target practice. We ended up with my sister turning on the Gummy Bear song, and we listened. Okay, there are two or three, the one i mean goes "I'mma gummy bear, a yummy gummy... etc...." 

              The whole day, my sister had been longing for lollipops, and we had lollypops the night before AND she was currently having a lollipop. So I started sining along to the tune "Lollypop Lollypop Lolly Lolly lolly lolly lollypop." Alternating with "Lo lay pop" and "lollypop." 

             In case you are for some reason interested in these mad ramblings I'll also mention that all this ended up in mopre chasing for the dart gun until our parents returned and even then, we were running about. Imree's mom filmed it, but I think Imree made her delete it. Darn. xD 

            The next bit is supposed to be about MLIA, I know, but the tips of my fingers are freezing off, so I'll leave you with another gummy bear song. (To the tune of the Alphabet Song/ Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Whatever. Same tune.)

           A B C D E F G,

                Gummy bears are after me

          One is red and one is blue

                  One is trying to steam my shoe

          Now I'm running for my life

                  'Cause the red one has a knife

Please ignore grammar mistakes, I'm half asleep, needing to go to the bathroom and freezing.

Tiger Bread

Woah, it took ages to load this so I could post. And I haven't posted in a while, I know. Drowned in procrastination, you see... Anyway, only like two people actually read this... sooo... ^-^;;
Yes, I have discovered Tiger Bread. xD Oh all right, so it's cinnamon bread, but the markings on it are like the markings on a tiger's pelt. That's good enough for me. And it's cinnamon, I loveth cinnamon! I'm going to call my hamster Cinna, in honor of Cinnamon. *nods* Wait... I haven't told you guys about that yet, have I? Well, I will, I'll make another post.

So here is a picture of the Tiger Bread:

*gulp* It's not working....
here: Have a seaside photo while I try to upload the Tiger bread... a bad pic, I know... I do have better, but right now.... trying to upload the tiger bread....