Currently listening to: PJ Harvey-This Mess We’re In.
Come Monday, and its back to the workmill for us UIA students. A new semester begins. Being me, I’d usually choose this space right here to list down things that I hope to come with this new beginning, but I’m hit with a very bad case of ED at the moment.
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These holidays have given me some time to observe my siblings a little closer and how we’re turning out. I guess it’s confirmed that Lutfi will be the only sibling who takes a liking to Science, since my sister can’t stand it, and my other brother is showing a lot of artistic tendencies, proven by the scraps of paper he leaves lying around, filled with imaginative drawings and stories and self-made jokes. The boy has talent. I have high hopes for him. I wish I could’ve given Science a chance though.
Speaking of which, it must have been a tragic day for Art when this article came out. It must have been very difficult for people to accept the fact that the Mona Lisa was not painted by Leonardo DiCaprio.
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Zuhairy posted on the bulletin board not too long ago a post about the tree that your birthday falls under, and it goes on to describe your personality and such. Mine was the Poplar Tree which had me down almost perfect, except for the ‘looks very decorative’ part. This is the girl who finds no qualms in trudging around in public with an oversized sweatshirt and wears sneakers with skirts. The strangest coincidence was that the Poplar tree is in fact related to my name. Lubna means ’storax tree’ in Arabic, which is also the ‘white Poplar tree’ or libneh in Hebrew. Pretty freaky, I tell you.
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I am a faithful reader of this one blog which I did not care to list under my links. She writes great articles, and I was really taken in by her way with words. Reminds me a lot of Mary Schneider, the Scottish columnist of the But Then Again articles fame. So anyway, I thought that years of staying in the UK must have polished her English and eroded her fluency of the BM language…til I read an entry of hers today. Not only did she write well, but she was also able to recapture the wit that usually shines through her English entries. I guess its pretty silly to have me recount this petty issue, but I can’t help feeling a little jealous. People shouldn’t have talent in writing bilingually! Perhaps I’m just bitter because my BM is, in a nutshell, horrid. I make simple, every day sentences so freakin’ structured, and take ages to convey something so direct.
Which means I am so screwed for BM Perundangan this semester. But I’d rather get it over with quickly.
This entry has got to be my most unsatisfying post yet. Blogging is usually therapreutic for me. Man. ED can be so draining.
Time for a postcard:
Enough said here.
Ps-Whatever your guesses are, ED is not an Eating Disorder.
