lemme tell you how super rad i am and what spectacular time i'm having on my winter break.

1. today (wednesday) was the first time i've gone out since my return (saturday). i went to wal-mart. SUPER wal-mart. alone. when i got home, i stayed in my car for a good 10 mins just to listen to the conclusion of the dilemma being expressed on NPR's "Pet Talk" about a cat that played with plastic bags in Madison, Wisconsin. it was truly riveting. and pathetic.

2. 10 mins before authoring this entry, i put on a fresh new pair of black socks (not dress socks, but regular socks that are black, instead of white...thrilling isn't it? purchased on my trip to none other than corporate god--Wal-Mart). upon the engulfing of my feet into the shadows of attire, my being was seized with an urge. an urge to dance the black-socked-samba. and samba away i did. it was exhilarating. and pathetic.

(please tell me you realize i'm being sarcastic in my claims of radness.) okay, okay, though the instances recounted above are of a true nature (and slightly embellished), i'm not that lame. i've hung with a few people. organized my laptop's desktop...i thought it was fun. and i'm going to the Dallas tommorow with the darling Arab and Naughty-A. party on

i've decided to be intellectually productive this break. i'm going to read wonderful novels, any suggestions? i'm currently re-reading Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury. on my list: The Namesake, The Perks of Being a Wallflower and Memoirs of Geisha (not because of the movie, i've always wanted to read it, mmmkay?)

now for the trite Xanga remarks: Finals suck, hooray for another semester done, etc etc.

there's more to be said, though i can't remember, and you don't care, so thankyou for your time (assuming you read down this far) and have a Merry Chrismahanakwanzakah. however that's spelled.

Fatima Zahir--my mistress--this entry has been dedicated to you, though there was no mention of you until now. kisses.

DON'T tell me this isn't magnificent (and kinda cute):

Additionally, this is an extremely badass T-shirt, si y oui?

Jafri girls, I hear you all are okay, glad to hear it.

Boo for the academic aspect of college. Huzzah for everything else it entails. OHHH huzzah.

Ca Na Da was a blast. nothing, NOTHING beats hanging out with my relatives. i would share my experiences, but there are far too many and honestly, you had to be there. besides most of you probably don't even care.
pictures  galore. some are hot hot hot. some are not not not. perhaps i'll post them someday soon.

but soon is probably going to be a long time from now. classes start this monday. i'm already behind schedule. New Sooner Orientation this weekend. Howdy Week first week of school. Beta Chi thangs goin on all throughout. Homecoming stuff til October. 18 credit hours all throughout. organic chem. yum. i know no one cares, but i'm just giving you my reasons for my upcoming lapses in posts.

i recently embarked on my last year as a teenager. August 15th was my bday. God bless thefacebook.com. and cell phones. they can sure make a guy feel special on his birthday. huzzah.

goodbye for a while.

 so when Canada became a country, it was originally supposed to be called Cnd. when the leader of Cnd at the time was asked how to spell it for the official records, he or she said "C eh, N eh, D eh." ha get it? (not a true story). but I'm leaving for "Cnd" tommorow for 11ish days.Calgary, Alberta, Canada to be exact. driving there. 2 days to get there. used be to that i'd hate it. but now i love it.(it=driving for long hours). 'sides, i have HP and the HBP to keep me entertained. and i get to drive through the Rockies. an artistic interpretation of these majestic mountains:

i, however, am NOT looking forward to the pressure that is going be exerted within my ears. i am going to be compelled to pinch my nostrils and forcefully blast air into my clinched off nasal passage to "pop" my ears. and bebe that hurts. me at least.

on a seperate note......

SERENGETI is what i'm naming my daughter if i have one. disgusting to most i'm guessing. but to me, it sounds like a beautiful Jungli Princess. i suppose i'm not serious (but i am secretly, i think). this is what beauty i envision when i hear or say that name:

(a real-life Serengeti sunset).

Wednesday night was a blast. Again, I love Indians(and other South Asians) from Jenks/Tulsa, Oklahoma.
I love Indians(and other South Asians) from Edmond/Oklahoma City, Oklahoma too. Especially when the ladies come play Mario Party and make conversation into the wee hours of the mornin.

An answer to An age-old question: Men have nipples because while only females have mammary glands, we all start out in a similar way in the embryo. The embryo follows a female template until about six weeks, when the male sex chromosome kicks in. Men, however, have already developed nipples. And boy (no pun intended, well kinda) am I glad. too much info? okay.
Source: Reuters Limited.

oh. em. jee. i fancy the HIV awareness commerical. not only for the message it offers, but also because it is just so dang groovy. ferrizzle.

READ. The God of Small Things. by Arundhati Roy. she has a very unique, intriguing style of expressing her words.

earlier i pondered the ponder: "how many pounds of eyelashes lie behind my eyes?"explanation: my lusciously long eyelashes are constantly being shed from my eyelid into my eye and i just rub my eye til the discomfort goes away. i'm guessing they float away to behind my eye where they now live forever.

when my sister and i were younger, if one of us was feeling sick, the other would try to get the sickness from them so we could miss school. unhygienic? obviously. and it never even worked. aw crape. the childishness of childhood.
(there, i didn't make you look like the bad guy).

i got a grand ole grade of 104% in Chem 2 summer school style. i'm not bragging.

i've impetuously decided i want to study abroad in Spain sometime next year (2006-2007). i have no idea why. i ought to take clases de espanol and i have no room in my schedule. whatever do i do?

i had planned to not have any self pictures in my post for a while so as to not come off as narcissistic, but just to playfully spite Sukaina (Suki786, assuming she reads this post) here are some lovely picture of me...pretty in PINK:

                             bleeeeeeggghghghghghgccchhhhdddddgghghdk!!
(that's the noise i imagine). (and you should too). (so do it).