Are You Gonna Cry?

Are You Gonna Cry?

This week had been a field of sloping hills. I enjoyed the views at the top, but then eventually, I had to come down, before going up again.

The Art above belongs to Tokunaga-1 at DA. Her arts are really cute. Especially this one. :3 I have been obsessing over Len for a few days. Or maybe a couple of weeks since I lost count. Kokoro-Kiseki touched my heart completely. RINxLEN FOREVAAAH~ I even made a fanart of them to prove my loyalty to that mentioned pairing MWAHAHAHA.

Sunday was hectic and sad. The school day was normal I suppose. A bit quieter than usual, but overall I thought it was okay. At home, things changed drastically. I was frustrated. I cried because of my own selfish reasons. It was because of my Maths homework. I am ashamed of how I reacted then, but I shall rant about it now. After tackling the first few easy exercises, I realised that as I dug deeper into my homework, it got harder and more challenging (Duh.). Giving up on the question that had got me baffled, I went to Mom to seek assistance. And so she did help me. After a few more questions, I asked for help again and she continued to help me. Then there came the moment when she was very stressed out and depressed that day and I found the wrong time to get a tantrum. I asked her for help (again) and she sighed "Give me a scrap paper" I just grabbed a random paper since I was blinded by frustration and turns out it was a clean one. Then, because I was really mad I 'absent-mindedly' crumpled it. My mom didn't like seeing me act so rough so she started crying because of depression. I cried along because I was the one who made her cry. Feeling ashamed, we didn't talk a while after that. Then I apologised to her. She brightened up and we hugged for a while. She said she was actually crying for another reason.

I felt relieved then, but before that Dad got angry and made me feel worse. -____- I don't blame him. I should blame myself. I realised we drifted (Me and Dad) apart for a few days because of that disruption. But yesterday, I think, we reunited again. Feeling so messed up and wanting to apologise so bad (I haven't even thought about how to apologise yet) I anxiously asked him about our Umrah trip. That broke the barrier, and we started to talk again. Alhamdullillah :) . Thank you, for giving me the chance to correct my wrongs. Thank you for breaking the wall between me and my parents. :)

Monday to Tuesday was okay. In fact, those couple of days were better than Sunday. Monday was normal. Tuesday we watched a movie in Islamic aout the Prophet Muhammad SAW. The movie was very inspirational. Somehow, the words that the Prophet actually spoken seemed to have a great impact on me, and almost broke me down in sniffles. xD

Wednesday was Environmental Day though I didn't bother pick a dress to wear. I didn't mind going through the day without AC. It was a cool day, anyway. I had to think about Piano since I didn't practice much, but it turned out better than I expected.

Thursday, today, it rained. But only lightly. Drip, drip, stop. Drip, drip and another pause. I wanted it to drizzle harder. OH THE EMO-NESS I CONCEAL INSIDE MY SOUL~

Today we watched a movie in History for a change. :D I think the complaints and moanings and whinings of my class had sank deep into Mr. Firth. Dx But oh well, the documentary wasn't so bad I guess.

I also want to talk about an interesting dream I had with 'The Wonder'. I regretted having to wake up without getting a conclusion to my dream, since my dream was at its most exciting and happy point when my mom, our alarm system, woke us up. -___- Right.

There are two parts to my dream where he was in it.
I shall tell the first part first, and the last part last. P:

It was drizzling outside, just like it was this morning, only much harder. The classroom was noisy, despite the fact that we had loads to do. We were all waiting for the break bell to ring.

Tick tock tick tock.


Ring.


We were dismissed. I was a slow-packer; making sure that all my books go in my bag neatly and carefully, and was the last one to emerge from the class. Standing in front of me was The Wonder himself. Our eyes had locked for two seconds. 1... 2... And the contact broke. He reunited with his friends, leaving me into deep thoughts of my own and feeling empty. After all, like I said, every contact we had with each other would probably always be coincidences or accidents, anyways. I looked up, just for a chance to see him looking back. And I saw him, staring at me for a little bit. His mouth twitched a little before he gave a warm yet brief smile at me and then he went with his friends, while I was left, feeling happy and somehow boisterous inside.

Funny how I described that in a paragraph, when the truth is, it only took a couple of seconds. XD
I'm too lazy to describe the second part. >_>

This was written on Thursday BTW so if it says 'Like how it rained today' it meant how it rained on Thursday.

Sorry for the long and dull post.

Dull. That's how I felt when I'm writing this post. Dull.

My sister's off to IA in Al-Khor. Let's hope she'd get me some souvenirs. I would imagine DBSK dropping off randomly in the desert and distributed free goody-bags to the wanderers.

Exam week now. ARGH at mah arabic. Thot I was gonna fail. Tho I guess I didn't do that bad. I mean 76 out of 80 ain't that bad, right? Oh yeah, I got a 7C in Maths! WHEE!~

This week so far was indeed very interesting. On Sunday, we did Maths Test, Paper 1. The teacher assigned me, Nadhira, Cora, Mareesha, Ruba, Sharinia, Raghda, Naila and I forgot who else to do the 5-7 Paper. I felt proud of course, that we were selected to do this because we're on the higher rankings of Set 1. PRESSURE. Oh, and we did our Arabic test. I also didn't feel quite like myself that day and I didn't laugh as much as I do on normal days.

DEFINITION.

normal days : (n. pl.) Days in Ardianty's life when she feels peculiarly hyper and concludes the school day with a cheerful smile because she had laughed with her friends whenever possible. Hard.

I suck at making up definitions.

I found the non-calculator paper easier than the one which allows calculators. 0_o

Monday changed everything. The 1st and 2nd period were boredomsville. Since it was Walkathon Day, and we had to come to school in our school colours, I decided to wear a plain, casual long-sleeved, green shirt to school. My friends thought it was boring and too blank. I saw it as a way to protect myself from the Sun's dangerous laser beams. :D

After 1st Break, we got into the hall so we could be informed about the Walk-a-thon and how we'd be split into groups (Which I found useless because most of us went our own separate ways, anyway. -____-). I couldn't help but hope I'd be in the same group as him though. But ALAS dreams were nothing but fantasy. But oh, well, walking for over an hour with friends that keep you amused couldn't be so bad right? At least, that's what I thought when I swung my cap enthustiastically as we left.

Bumped into BS as we headed out the gate. She talked about how she didn't seem to like it so far. I'm sorry I kept quiet >.< . I was listening and was searching for some words to say, but before I could reply she vanished like the wind~ Well, not exactly vanished, she thought I didn't like her walking with me. -___-; Ah well, seeing as there was no use of talking to an invisible Syania, I moved to my friends and we talked (Me and Sharinia talked about the Pythagoras theory. o.o) for... What? 10 minutes? until we started to proceed with the Walk-a-thon. I couldn't catch a glimpse of Rajaf then, but I shrugged it off. God knows, perhaps I would be close enough to walk in his footsteps. That would all come in later on. ;)

Pratiwi, Jana, Farahana and Nikkaela went ahead, linking arms together in front of me and Sharinia, who were too engrossed with talking about plotting ways of causing traffic accidents along the walk. Waving to the drivers came first in our minds. A simple greeting may lead to an unimaginable terror. Mufufufufu... Oh yeah, there were 'Paparazzis' too. As one took a picture of our group I ended up grinning and waving at one. After he took a shot he fled. Literally. As if he was afraid he would get caught 0__o. I shall be looking forward to see my picture posted in Gulf Times, bwaha.

Right, 45 minutes into the walk, I was talking with Farahana and Pratiwi and Sharinia about how tough schools were in Malaysia and Indonesia. We talked about how if we forgot our Maths book in Malaysia, we'd get punished by being hit. Somewhere on our body. Didn't want to ask where. XD A few minutes later after that thought, I looked ahead and amongst the sea of colourful clothings, I saw... THE WONDER.

Yes, the wonder, with the super-manly font of italics and pink ink, and he was walking with no one other than BS herself. I was happy for you then, BS. ;O Anyways, there was hope. After that, Sharinia and Pratiwi and Farahana went ahead while I was stuck walking alone. Of course that gave me an opportunity to daydream about him. I imagined that we were together, walking not that close, but the distance was close enough for two men to stretch out their arms; one beside the other. I would dream that I was the only one he knew at that time in that area, and his other friends were far ahead of us. Then (to my astonishment, even in a dream) something in his mind would make him utter, "Stay with me" and I would look at him and see his eyes, staring back at me filled with seriousness and stuffs I could not describe because I was too giddy back then, and witness him address me with such... sentiment? EEEEEEEE. XDXDXD I GOTTA GET A HOLD OF MYSELF. D<

But that would never happen because I'm sure he's the type of guy who would always be surrounded by his cool friends, or even if he did get lost or alone, he wouldn't ask a more-than-stranger but less-than-acquaintance type of person to accompany him. POOH.

Nikkaela and Jana followed up to me and we did get some laughs and all, but as they started quarrelling and making a fuss-as they often did-I decided to go my own way. I kept my head down and I couldn't see what's in front of me because of the shade of my cap, so I walked and walked... Until I found myself walking less than 2 metres away from him. SQUEAAAL! XD EEK EEK AHHH.

Our eyes met twice ya know HHAHA.

The moment ended after 5 minutes and Nikkala and Jana abducted me; whisked me away from the small distance me and him were from each other. But no worries. I could still spy on him. ;) Nothing happened after that, just the fact that we turned back to school. Boy, I never thought I would be so glad to se the sign 'Qatar Intenational School' loom overhead. >_> Halfway there, Nikkaela accidentally sprayed some water at my feet, and perhaps it was the heat that took over me, and as I looked down I plainly muttered at the puddle of water 'Hey, I wet myself.'

Nikkaela bursted.

I ATE PIZZAAA!!!!!!1 But I wanted another slice, one chicken shawarma and a first-class table to sit on. ); Grass came into my Coke. I dumped the sad remainings into a trash can before I recyled the can. At least the grass had some decent drink.

How am I going to survive this weekend as an only child.

Woodpecker.

And we forgot all about our Football Match.

Tuesday. a.k.a the day before Wednesday and after Monday. The day before my piano lesson and my science test. The day when I have PE first thing in the morning. But it's the day when I saw it for the first time in my life, not caged up behind bars or being viewed through man-made and electronical screens...

Right. I'll talk about that last because for me it was indeed a fascinating and rare encounter, ok? So now, I am supposed to be studying my Science test, but figured out I shall have little breaks here and there and decided to continue with this inbetween each studying session. Organised? Nope. Not really. Since I only do studying for up to 30 minutes each session and 15 minutes break. Anyways, school was fun in breaktimes and in hometimes, as usual. Laughing so hard until I fall is a daily thing for me at school. My friends keep laughing at my reflexes. They always poke me and attempt to tickle me on my sides, which causes me to dodge quick. Apparently, without me thinking about it, the way I dodge makes my friends laugh. Which makes me laugh harder, too. :) I wish life would be like that everyday. Which was why weekends are often boring for me. -.- So I almost always beg my parents to come with me for a drive or just to explore some parts new in Doha. xD

AHEM. Enough chat about my weekends now. Yesterday was weird. Some random dudes who works for the Americana Company distributed packets of Shots (DUAZ DUAZ) around the school. They were biscuits in tiny packets. At least, the packets seemed tiny, but most of us in my classroom found that it took FOREVER to finish one packet of biscuits. X_x Yeah, well, I think the Shots were some new products and they were advertising it. IN OUR SCHOOL!!!!1 :D

Who knows? Maybe we were filmed by a camera then for a commercial...

MOVING ON FROM THEN, nothing interesting happened afterwards except that today I haven't caught that much glimpse of *TOENG* until Islamic Class. I thought *TOENG* was absent but I was relieved that he wasn't HEHEHYHE. Oh yah, we started the Term 2 English Exam 'All Aboard'. It's a reading paper and mostly all about the Dangers at Sea. Ooooo... 0.0

Now that I had mentioned all there was to say, I shall now talk about what I've been meaning to talk about in the beginning of this boring entry.

Tuesday morning was a bit colder than usual. I checked in my car's built-in thermometer that it read 16 degrees Celcius. And I've lost my jumper. Crap. But that didn't bother me much. 16 was OK for me, and it didn't stop me from doing PE first thing in the morning. PFFFT Who'd skip PE just because they lost their jumpers anyway? We started the period with a bit of warm-up (A lap around the football field) and I managed to make my friends laugh by starting off by doing a sort-of-cartoonish jog. We did a few football passing practices and after that, the teacher (Mrs. Williams. I wonder how many months is it until her daughter is due? :\) sorted us out into teams of 4-5.

"Right, Noha, you stand behind Ardianty. Farahana, go to Tala's team, please. Maryam, you go to--" then she paused. The field was silent as we all waited for her to continue. What was it? Has she heard something? Did she catch a glimpse of danger in a part of the school? Has the baby inside her womb reacted a few months earlier (Well, that was my friend's dirty thought)?

Then she exclaimed, "Whoa! Look at that bird!"

SO far from what everyone else was thinking.

The whole class turned around and spotted something... spotty, leaping on the dull green grass of the football field, just several meters away from us. I held my breath. It wasn't majestic or whatever. It wasn't a golden eagle or something incredibly eye-catching. In fact, it was small enough to fit in two cupped hands and it could be left unnoticed even if we were sharp and wary of our surroundings.

That was if we were English people.

Because you see, England has woods. Woods have trees. Trees have... Well, woods. xD And what likes to peck and make holes in woods?

Continuing from where I left, the bird had a spotted feather (Yes, it was different from the one in the picture) and red tufts on its head. It continued hopping around for a bit and paused, sensing our existance. A bit more cautiously now, it moved away a bit further down until it can peck away on the ground peacefully with its long and pointed beak. Fine, it wasn't that long, but we can make out the outline of it from several meters away, so I assume it was longer than an average small bird's like a sparrow.

"Hey, does anyone have any cameraphones or anything?" the teacher, to my astonishment, have asked. Tala raised her hand up and dashed quickly away to fetch it.

"Why are we making such a big deal out of this?" Najla asked. I didn't care because I was mesmerised by the unique pattern on its feathers.

"Don't you know?" Mrs. Williams raised her eyebrows, "Well, I'm not sure if I'm right either, and it may have escaped from a zoo or its owner currently living here, but if I'm not wrong..."

The whole class edged closer a bit to the bird, but slowly and quietly and still managed to keep around 20 meters apart. It was as if we all forgot about our mini-football match.

"I think what we're seeing right now is a real English Woodpecker."

... I think our PE session had been turned into a National Geography Show...

FIRST POST WHEE~

AT LAST, my reader(s), I have successfully typed up mah first post on BLOGGAH! 8D But that wasn't the reason why I'm typing this post. I am here to RANT ON ANOTHER THING which had happened to me LOTSA times and I kinda got used to it now, but since I have a website to pour it all out, why not rant once in a while? :/


First school day of the week, a.k.a Sunday. The day started out well because of assembly, where the teachers notify us of new events and new rules, updated things etc. ... Niisssaaa was there on the front with other people, who were complete strangers to me, because they were part of this Charity Commitee and were doing this short 'presentation' about how we can help save Gaza. I hope I could spend QR100 on that or more this week. AMIN.

...Curse Israel. -.-

Anyways, the assembly was also great, too, because we moved on to another topic (Which I am very eager on doing) and that ees... *JREENGJREENG* RECYCLING. 8D

Oh no, I'm not eager to do that because the house that recycles most will receive an award -.-. GO OASIS! >D. It's just that I wanted to be a more environmentally-friendly person. Whee~. :) Of course, who can't remember the video that they made as a presentation for Recycling? I thought they did a really good job there. It made me laugh because parts of it were really random. I admired their good sense of humour. :D

And who knew Mr. Pemberton was filled with muscles? X.x That was a compliment BTW. D<

Right. So the thing I wanted to rant on was in Arabic. It wasn't a big deal or anything. But I get put off easily when people talk like this to me. Here goes the raant and the story~ :
I watched 'P' smoothly gathered Fara's long hair in her palms and neatly braided it as if she had done it millions of times. We were waiting for the Mrs. Dagher to finish explaining something to one of our classmates. As we waited, Fara just suddenly striked up a conversation.
"Oh, hey, Ardianty, wish me luck for tomorrow!" I was confused then because I did not get a single thing she said.
"What's happening tomorrow?"
"What?! I thought I sent it to you via text message."
...0.0
"Och. Nevermind. Tomorrow I'm going to Dukhan for a football tournament and will be missing the whole school day. YAY ME! ^-^"
"OOOH! WOW! THAT'S GREAT! 8D" I said. I told her that I never knew she was selected to play in the tournament. She just joked about me not knowing how great she really was. Then 'P' interrupted.
"See? Fara's thin like you but she's good at Football. And you're thin too and you are nothing."
-___- Clearly, there was SOMETHING in that sentence that made me went berserk. I cannot stand it when people just say something offensive to me without any reason unless it was critiscm or something that would push me to try harder, such as 'Oh no, outline your artwork more often, because it just looks shabby without it' or 'To be honest, you shouldn't think too negative because it annoys me' but saying I'm nothing? WHAT THE--
Of course, without her knowing it, she taught me how to keep calm and still look cool while inside I was raging mad. I wasn't sure if she was joking or not and searched her face, but knowing that she was very aggressive and short-tempered, I tried to shrug it off. Maybe she WAS trying to push me to 'try harder' but just in a wrong way. Then she said something about my brains might be active, but my muscles are not.
I lightened up a bit because coming from her, this was something she'd say to make an argument easier.

"Well, with brains I can invent artificial muscles," I said.
"Shut up," she snapped, but I could tell she wasn't angry or anything. In fact, and I don't know how, but she seems to be telling me that I may have proved my point. o.o;
"You know, that does make sense," Fara pops in.

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END OF CONVO.

Oh yeah, at the end of the day, me and my friends decided that we should call 'him' (NUDGENUDGEWINKWINK @ Syania) Jafar from Aladdin. It seems funnier and better that way. XD

And only in English class did Fara realise that tomorrow would be the day our English Term 2 Exam will take place...