Tomato, Tomaato

does it really matter?

Feelings?

Published by ms.parker on Monday, August 24, 2009


Nope, don't have those anymore! I'm just a random girl with random thoughts who doesn't care about anything at the moment.

I wish i knew how to get high lol. But who am i kidding, I'm too coward for that. :( Maybe i should just make sherbat and put barrels of sugar in it and get high :P
Dr Koller my boss is offering me a permanent job at CPISP :O. Seriously :D But after graduating ofcourse :( wish i could just skip college and work instead!

Ahhh it feels soo goodddd to just stop expecting anything! Nothing can ever hurt you if you don't expect anything. I wanna dance to Sexy Bitch by David Guetta ft Akon :P I have officially gone bonkers.

But shhh. I like it coz it doesn't hurt :)

Absence from those we love is self from self- a deadly banishment.

Published by ms.parker on Sunday, August 23, 2009


Half a pound of tuppenny rice
Half a pound of treacle
Mix it up and make it nice
Pop! goes the weasel.

<3 Sidney Sheldon- Tell me your dreams.

What am I supposed to do when you dont want it anymore
There's nothing I can say now that it's nothing like before.

I've had it with almost everything in my life. Had it with trying to be nice all the time. There's no place for nice people here. I feel like I'm being nice at the expense of my self respect. There's this line yeah, this limit to how much one can compromise.

And you still get nothing back.

As much as it was dear to I, the past is what is gone
As much as I rather would, there's no sense
in holding on.

I'm just trying to make myself feel better. I know i'll always hold on to my past.

"What our contempts do often hurl from us; We wish it ours again."

I wish I could rewind to being 17 again.

Published by ms.parker on Saturday, August 22, 2009


My horoscope said that I should expect writer's block today.

So I'm not going to try and prove it wrong but just sleep instead.

:P

Dear Diary,

Published by ms.parker on Friday, August 21, 2009



The magic is gone forever. I wonder if its me who killed it.

I still remember the rainy nights when you'd look up at the sky and kiss the rain. And then in a moment of euphoria you would grab me by my waist and waltz on the sidewalk. Your lovely black suit with your red tie and my white dress would get soaked and muddy and yet we'd laugh our hearts out when we splashed into the puddles.
You're right, this was a dream. One of the many dreams I was desperate to make true.

Now, sitting by the window I can't help but notice how bright the moonlight is. Like an invitation to walk out the door and dance in the middle of the street in slow motion. But the night doesn't seem to know that you are no longer here. Not with me, and not in my dreams. Why won't it stop staring at me like that?

I can't even begin about how I miss you. How I miss everything about you, your smile, your eyes, your warm hands. Your stern fatherly lecturing and you're reassuring look when I made a booboo.

Who killed the magic sweetheart?


As much as I hate to admit to myself, I guess you're not coming back now. I cant help but have a lil ounce of faith and wait on a miracle. I miss you, you knew me more than myself.
You were the only one. You were.

Can i have this last dance with you?



How long have I been in this storm?

Published by ms.parker on Tuesday, August 18, 2009



Its funny how I've never asked for anything of anyone and yet I've lost everything. I really haven't. I look back and I realize that there is nothing I wouldn't do for a stranger, let alone my own friends. But I guess I'm not even allowed to have an opinion. Opinions hurt bigtime. I can't really believe it. It was like this blazing, raging storm that wooshed across my life and everything was over.
Nothing's left. No space for understanding, forgiveness, and old times. Years of laughter and a night of storm.

How long have I been in this storm?
So overwhelmed by the ocean's shapeless form
Water's getting harder to tread
with these waves crashing over my head.

Published by ms.parker on Monday, August 10, 2009


I have never called such important people all my life. I can't believe they trust me so much :P I mean seriously, today I called up the crown prince's manager, who's the next important person, after the prince himself.
I was supposed to talk to his secretary/ies, but 2 of them were on leave and the substitute didnt have a clue. So they transferred me to his personal line and I was talking to him :O. I was a nervous wreck honestly. I fumbled up my words and I forgot to even mention where I'm calling from. And instead of going, 'Crown prince's international scholarship program', I went like 'Crown prince's scholarship international. Then added a 'programme'. Sigh. He was like I cannot understand :P haha .
But he's such a sweet man. He laughed and he went, are you new? I was like yeah, I'm just an intern. I went on with the invitation, without any further mistakes, thank god.

I love it though, I love calling up people, specially when they have so much power. Its fun. I know you'll probably be like, how sad is she but lemme tell you i have never worked before all my life. I have never been in an office, i didn't know what a fax machine looks like. So its all really new and exciting for me :P [don't mock my moment]

There's going to be a graduation ceremony tomorrow, where the prince is gonna b e there himself. I dont know if i'll be allowed to attend it :P but i sure hope so. Ahh okay enough of blabberyness i'll just get back to erm..dont know, bubye :D

First day at work

Published by ms.parker on Sunday, August 09, 2009


Sooo finally it's my first day at work. Even though i thought i'd be doing something more interesting, I'm stuck here doing labels for files. But yeah, Mr. Ronald, the really sweet old American dude, the man i'm working under, has promised to help me assist him in handling public events and work on their yearly magazine as sub editor! yayy me.

Every hour there are students coming in. Today is supposedly a 'visit day' where students come to meet the people who changed their lives.
Erm let me start from the beginning.

Crown Prince's Scholarship program, its really amazing. The Crown Prince of Bahrain Sh Salman, he's built this fund sort of thing, and this programme, it selects 10 students (lets call them scholars since the minimum required cgpa is 97%). They let these students choose their university, in the UK, USA or France. They provide them with the funds, allowances, accomodation, and continuous support.
If only I was that smart :( I'd always wanted to attend Yale or Princeton. They sound so classyyy :P

So yeah, the students who have graduated, they keep coming in here on the visit days to meet Mr Ron and Kathleen and Asmat ..sigh, I wish I wasn't just an intern.

Its just 10:15 :( I came in at 8 30 and finished all the file labelling stuff, and 'm bored while these people chat over coffee with those smartpants. :@ 4 hours to go..sigh.