we all knowses by now how we hates our 48 hour days... right me preciousss? well im going through another shift of those, and i'd say u must endure your share of torture, if only through my blog. (it's only fair... i get to share your good and you my bad) so anyways, didnt get any sleep last night, or the night b4, and today will be a long day. lets see. the other night i slept at 7am, woke up after 3 hrs, have been on the go since. played chauffer for mom, took her to work n back, took her shopping, picked my sister up from school, rushed to work 2 hrs late (what's new you say? i hear ye) umm pretended to work for 7 hrs, but b4 i was leaving, got a call from mom... a very old friend from england had popped up and needed a ride to our place... that was a pleasant surprise, brought him home... by then my bro decided he wanted my best assembled dessert... so two in the morning i was out shopping again... man i hate 24-hr shopping malls, (specially those right next door) came home knackered, but when was THAT an excuse? received another surprise (but youll gotta wait till da end of the blog for that)... called up thys friend to confirm if it was true, he said it was, and in a very successful attempt at collecting sympathies, added that he was in trouble cuz he had quit his job in thys school, and was in a fix. so, since i was almost on hash and not thynking straight, i agreed to help him out, and invited him over ... at 2.30 am. guess how much fun that was. checking O level physics exams. considering i didnt DO physics in O levels. took a good 4 hrs, doing 73 papers. its 6 in the morning again, the poor english soul is dead asleep, (so is everyone else actually), but me sis needs to be woken up in 15 minutes. i guess ill drop her to school and sleep finally when i get back. or while im driving back. that's always a good option. at 9am, i have to take the british bloke to meet my ed, abt publishing his books in pakistan. he is a brilliant scholar, if i do say so myself, 5 books to his credit already, and also, a student of sheikh hamza bin yousaf. ill put up links to his articles as soon as i find tym... 10 i have to drop him back at his uncle's 10.30 i gotta take mom to work, 11, i have to cover a UN seminar on road safety (excuse me? ROAD SAFETY? why me?) and then do a story on it. erm... come back home and prepare for a dinner for 10. *grins, drops dead* im hoping i'll drop in lots of salt by accident. the guests are heart patients. and then write thys letter, for another friend. (dont u thynk i have more friends than i can handle?) as for the surprise youve all been waiting for. it's final. im appearing for the GRE on april 11. excuse me? and u tell me a WHOLE week before? how about waiting till D DAY? and what do i know abt GRE anyways? i flunked SATs miserably :s *cringe* my score is too embarrassing to put up... what am i even doing here? *looks around..."anyone home?"* thys is prolly the only GRE ill ever get to give... im so sure ill mess it up. ok ppl, thys is where you come in. pull out your prayer books and say a little prayer for me "Dear God, let hemmy kick some GRE a$$. amen" *thanks ye all* here's a pic of twirling dervaishes. mystics my style ;) in other news, lt gen Shah Rafi Alam passed away yesterday. he was a sitara-e-jurrat, which is better than a nishan e haider, cuz u get it for winning the battle and coming out alive. *drops dead on keyboard*