Dear Owls, i'm scared.

Dear Owls, 

The one thing i've been trying to keep my mind off this summer has finally come back to haunt me. 

IGCSE results. 

I'm just traumatized that i won't get what i was hoping for and fail everyone, including myself. Keeping in mind that everyone and every class who took the IG exams before us felt it was so easy, this keeps me at unease (more than i was) 

When you're down to your last breath, how do you gasp for more air? Honestly, when i think about it, i've got the easy road. Reading an article about children who cry to go to school as they're being penalized by their principle; apparently they can't pay the tuition and thus, can't attend their school with only a week to their junior graduation. It just brought tears to my eyes, those children and their situation. 

I'm just scared. 

I'm aware that i'm not the only one. Many IGCSE students are probably pressured and anxious. 

Good luck everyone, 

You're not alone.   

Dear Owls, just keep swimming.

Dear Owls, 

When i first started this blog, i wanted to let it encourage me to do new things. I wanted it to make me feel like i'm a part of something bigger. In fact, it hasn't changed me at all. I feel just as defeated as i did yesterday or the day before. I know, if i get the chance, i can do something much greater than i, and others, allow me to do.

It doesn't make any sense how everybody is OKAY with the idea that they cannot make a difference. If you've got no restrictions, then do something! If you feel like you're nothing and you're reading this blog, i want you to know that, if you put your mind to it, nothing is impossible. 

I wanted, through this blog, to prove that to you. I'm currently unsuccessful, i've gotten at no progress from when i was looking for a job, or since i wanted to have an astral projection (flight in dream)

I thought those things would happen, but they didn't; not yet at least. 

When i started this blog, i made a promise to myself to never give up to "just keep swimming"

That's what i'm going to do. 

I hope it works. 

*sigh* i really hope it works. 

Yours truly with no idea what to do, 

me. 

Ps: Today was my last IGCSE and i'm glad, i was getting sick of them!

Dear Owls, i'm losing.

Dear Owls, 

I don't know if you've heard, but i'm loosing. I'm loosing hope in whatever i have left to believe in. 

As i said, job hunting isn't going so great, and every time i find something, it gets messed up. This very time, it didn't smash down because of my age, it was because of people around me not agreeing to the idea. I still do not know how to overcome this one, and i think i can't this time. This time, i'm loosing. 

I want to do so much, i want to contribute much more than what i'm giving now, but how can i if i'm restricted? I can't. 

I'm loosing my brain from how much thinking i have been doing about nothing. Yes, i'm thinking about nothing (as usual) 

Dubai in summer is going to be hot. 

And no, not supermeganfoxyawesome hot. i mean like heat, sweat, humid, smelly, sticky, ridiculous heat that'll eventually drive me crazy. Also, it'll probably give me enough nose bleeds to donate to the people in Africa.

Well, i'm off to study accounting. It's my last IGCSE and i hope it goes better than all that has been on. Hope i don't lose my marks too, or my grade. 

Enough is enough. 

(that was deep)

Yours with no finish line -get it, because i lost?

Me. 

Dear Owls, someday.

Dear Owls, 

One day i'll be big, i'll be famous for all the right reasons. I'll travel the world and i'll have a gorgeous car- Porsche Cayenne of course- and i'll start a huge (and i mean Monster Inc. huge) company, that'll aim on the satisfaction of humans and not their leaders. One day, i'll become the face of people who were too neglected to have one. I'll make sure that everybody on this planet (the galaxy comes later) has a chance to shine; not TV shine, opportunity shine. 

Someday, one day, a day, the day i do this, you'll know. You'll know because you're the first one i'll run to. But, for now, i'm stuck here in this room where i sleep in, only to wake to the sound of my capture once more. 

After completing my IGCSEs, i realized i still have 2 more left to fret about. Which i shall fret about because i'm such a worry wort like that. 

Half the year is over and i'm still struggling between the differences between emails and texts. I do not understand when to use either, i'm socially awkward anyway. No one cares if i were to use any. 

Job hunt?

I'm still hunting, and i'm no road runner. Every time i feel i have a marble's chance of getting a job, i get declined the minute they see my age. 

Not. Fair. 

No offence intended, but i'm pretty sure i could do a better job at getting the job done if i were a few years younger. I'm not saying i want to manage a whole department, i just want the experience of a job. Ah, but no such luck. 

Not giving up though. If there's one thing this blog is giving  me, it's the perseverance of staying loyal to myself. 

Not quitting, not backing down. 

I actually watched a movie called "won't back down" the other day, it's a breathtaking movie, one like every other about schools that don't give the students the upper hand in school teaching and luxuries. The story line went smoothly, i especially loved the choice of actors and actresses; watch it and thank me, if anyone is actually reading my random thoughts of insanity. 

Well, before boredom strikes, i must continue to remind myself that one day, i'll get the satisfaction of having a longer CV; someday. 

Yours with a study frenzy, 

who else?

Dear Owls, no cheese.

Dear Owls,

Apart from life, I'm fine. Honest. 

Right now, I'm about to battle a whole lot of dreaming. My head aches for sleep and i shall supply it with the fasted doze i have ever laid eyes on, or not on?

Those who do not sleep, eat. 

For today, i am free; for a limited time though. My next IGCSE exam is on 5th of June and i am anything but excited for that hell hole. Chloe and i, we're planning on going out this Thursday, let's hope all odds are on our side. And my father's.
Yes. He's that kind of parent, but i don't mind it; so you shouldn't either.

Now, would someone please explain to me the difference between 'Yes ma'am, i'd like 3 pizzas and a salad, cheese on the garlic.' and 'No, no cheese on the garlic.' 

Living in Dubai, that's our biggest issue. We haven't got anything else to entertain us with, therefor we complain until we've got too much in our mouths to speak. But oh wait, then we start moving our hands vigorously, with chunks of food being spat all over the place. 
A bunch of pigs we are. Yes, indeed.

Take care Owl, i haven't got much planned ahead, but i will keep you updated. Oh and... i still want that pie from Gloria Jeans. I wasn't joking. I need pie because for reasons. 

Yours with a throbbing head, 
Me. 

Brain-fart.

Could it be any more random?