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, 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, it's destiny.

Dear Owls, 

Beautiful people, amazing inspirations, jaw-dropping places and then there's me. I'm just there. I'm so much smaller than i put myself for. Nothing i do at this exact moment makes a difference. I'm just one more thing in this fixed, fastened world that continues to revolve even when i beg of it to stop.

So if i'm so insignificant, so petty, why am i here in the first place? Why didn't God just put the important people placed exactly where they should be? Why should we bump into things at unexpected times? Why can't life just be handed to us? Why can't i just meet someone, or something, and hear exactly what i should do with my life? Whether i like it or not, it's going to happen. I have no control of my destiny, it's going to happen, what should i do i about it?
Right?
Wrong.

Thinking about it, if everything was handed to me, i'd probably live in boredom of the monotonous events. I do however feel that, if i am living as a role, might as well make it a good one.

Ralph Waldo once said, "The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be."

And this scares me because, i have no idea what i'm going to "decide" to be. I can't even decide if i want a cheeseburger with ketchup or without... Wow, cheeseburgers. I need one of those; with or without ketchup.

I'll keep you updated on my long list of questions about life and what not. Until then, wish me luck on my wave of upcoming exams.

Yours with a doubtful smile,
me.

Dear Owls, hire me.

Dear Owls, 

Days in dreamland haven't been going as well as i dreamed (no pun intended)
For the last couple days, i've been desperately trying to get my first "OBE" or out of body experience. To my luck, i have got nothing but nightmares and lost hope that i will never achieve it. 

Right now, I'm at my mother's university writing a blog while she get's her work done. I'm still trying to get a summer job and i continue to believe that if i just give it another push, another try, another... CV? 
You see, it is because i am too awesome, they are too afraid to hire me. Also, the fact that i am only 16 and labour laws in Dubai do not allow it, may affect their approach to my CV. I do not understand how all 50 something states in the US and every corner store in the UK allow it, but Dubai does not; something special huh?

The thing about timing, is that it's always accurate and on time. When you think that what you've got is going to be there forever, you realize that timing is going to come over and crash your party faster than you could say... 
What pisses me off most about it, is that it's never going to be on your side, never. I wish i could live to see the day i am on the same side, working together with timing. Nobody has time to do anything, yet everybody has the correct time. 

"Oh yes Pete boy, it's 5am, time to go to the factory and earn some money for the wife and kids. Don't want to be late now,"

"But i've got things to do and people to see." 

"People? Pete, the only people you're going to be seeing are sweaty factory workers bleeding their veins for their family. They want money and they use their time effectively for it."

"Effectively?" Pete did not like what he heard. "How is wasting your time on coal and wood, let alone the rude people, effective?"

"Boy, you chose this path for yourself. The time given to you was for the factory, not you."

"When did i choose this?" 

"The day you stopped looking at your watch and at your family. Now head along."

So how much time do i really have, Owl? 
I have so many things i want to do, but not enough time to do it. Or do i have too much time, i'm not prioritising? I cannot comprehend watches any more. They do not make sense.

Nothing makes sense. 
Ugh, i'm hungry. 

Yours with a sweet tooth, 
Me

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?

Dear Owls, I'm failing.

Dear Owls,

I'm up to here with the things I have to do. It's like the world has decided that I should not be able to live. (deep, I know.)

I pity myself not being able to express emotions like, "Hey there stranger, you're nice, want to be friends?."

Study petty things I will not look at when I'm older, look for a summer job I obviously will not get and Skype with the world's most amazing people and try to keep up (don't forget I need to remember to breathe. Oops) 

And now I'm doing nothing. 

Keeping aside my list of uncanny things, I'm totally fine. Just waiting for my IGCSE exams to finish, also, I desperately need a pie. We've got Gloria Jeans right next to us and I have no idea why i'm not there yet.

So, if you haven't taken a wild guess, i'm a student. This is my first serious blog and I have no idea where this is about to head off to.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, I appreciate your intense concentration in, what i thoroughly feel was, a waste of energy.  

Proceed at own risk.