Yay for school being over.

Boo on stats.

Yayy that stats is also over now.

Boo on Joanne not being in the Loo come January.. Double boo on that.

Please don't let my need to have a serious conversation stop you from living your life. Please please brush me off for a tv show. I know where I stand in the grand scheme of things. Asshole.

Last night I went on a boat cruise. Scratch that, I tried to go on a boat cruise. Kash's family, his brother's friend and gf, and myself attempted to go on a fundraising boat cruise held by his mandir. We went on it last year, and the pandit told Aunty Bets that it was on the same boat as last year, same time, same place. So we get there and it's a bunch of brown kids holding a private party.. although, "You all can come too.. " *wink*.. That was enough to creep us out and have us running the other way.

 

After that, his parents were just driving us aimlessly around downtown Toronto, which is lovely at night.. His dad kept asking where "You all want to go.." -- He would turn anywhere one of the kids suggested, even if it wasn't toward anything in particular.

 

This all got me thinking about my family. I can't imagine my mom and stepdad wandering around downtown Toronto -- They wouldn't want to drive too much because of "how high gas prices are these days, really it's ridiculous, ten years ago it was only 45 cents.." yadda yadda..My brother though, he'd be up for it.

 

I started thinking about the summer -- it's now pretty much over. In 8 days I move back to Waterloo.. and I think last night will be the last night I go out with friends for the summer. I'll be spending the next 8 days with my family, because as much as I want to run away sometimes, I'll miss the hell out of them. I'll miss the krispy kreme runs my brother and I used to make at 10:30pm... and our random treks to old cities and Bancroft!

 

This summer marked an epoch in my life, I actually feel wiser and more mature. I learned about handling my own money, budgeting, making wise purchases and running a household. This summer I learned how to cook properly, all about buying groceries quickly and effectively, and also, how to drive.

 

I learned about the difference between conditional and unconditional love. I learned where my place in the world is, I learned that there are many tough decisions that I'll have to make, but they will be worthwhile in the end, no matter how hard they are now. I learned to say no, and to turn off my phone and have a peaceful night's sleep. I learned to love me a little more, and care what others think a little less.

 

I learned more in this one summer than I have in all my life, and it makes me excited about how I'll put all my new-found wisdom into practice.

I really hate ignorance and racism, especially from my own people.

I think most people have a really flawed view of racism. They think everyone is discriminating against them because of their race, to the point that they, themselves, end up discriminating against others also. It's almost like they perpetuate the cycle out of their own paranoia over the subject.

There are some things I fear in life, and one of them is raising children. In a world as flawed as ours, how do we keep children innocent? How do you explain racism and war and terror to an innocent child who wants to know why people at school don't like her because of her last name, brown skin, or, for some, her hijab?

It's unfair that in this, the 21st century, we live in North America, with its vast technological advances, but no respect for life.

Note the new LJ picture..
God I wish I was her..
damn.

I implore you.. all of my friends that drive.. and all of those who get into cars.. or have any type of interaction with the world..

Ravi Madhai is the second dear friend that I've lost in the last 4 months to a car-related accident. Aaron was a good friend, but Ravi was like a little sibling to me.. especially during an early point in my life. People come into your life for a season sometimes.. But Ravi would run up to me and hug me and act like I was his sister.. call me his sister.. call my mom "Mom".. he was never too big to talk to anyone..


I have a heartache over all of this.. Be safe.. for the love of all that is good.. be SAFE.. i'm so tired of burying friends.

So guys.. I haven't updated in a very long time. In honour of the event coming up in less than a month.. I have decided to post a "birthday list"..

Basically all I want is clothes.. haha.. clubbing shirts.. kinda slutty.. not too whorish.. but nice to go out in..

accessories.. whatever.... but mainly shirts..


that is all :)

I made one too.. shucks :$

http://kevan.org/johari?name=0_sweetz_0

The King and His Four Wives

Once upon a time there was a rich King who had four wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to the finest of delicacies. He gave her nothing but the best. He also loved the 3rd wife very much and was always showing her off to neighboring kingdoms. However, he feared that one day she would leave him for another. He also loved his 2nd wife. She was his confidant, and was always kind, considerate and patient with him.

Whenever the King faced a problem, he could confide in her, and she would help him get through the difficult times.

The King's 1st wife was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and kingdom. However, he did not love the first wife.

Although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her! One day, the King fell ill and he knew his time was short. He thought of his luxurious life and wondered, "I ! now have four wives with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone."Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I have loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"

"No way!", replied the 4th wife, and she walked away without another word. Her answer cut like a sharp knife right into his heart.

The sad King then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"

"No!", replied the 3rd wife. "Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to remarry!" His heart sank and turned cold.

He then asked the 2nd wife, "I have always turned to you for help and you've always been there for me. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?"

"I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!", replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave." Her answer came like a bolt of lightning, and the King was devastated. Then a voice called out: "I'll leave with you and follow you no matter where you go." The King looked up, and there was his first wife. She was so skinny as she suffered from malnutrition and neglect. Greatly grieved, the King said, "I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!"

In truth, we all have 4 wives in our lives: Our 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it will leave us when we die. Our 3rd wife is our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, it will all go to others. Our 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for us, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave. And our 1st wife is our Soul. Often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the world. However, our Soul is the only thing that will follow us wherever we go.

Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of us that will follow us to the throne of God and continue with us throughout Eternity.

...::.e. lane.::...[12.31.03]... says:
[insert heart emoticon here]
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whats up
- §wëëtñ맧 .. јεпgα ίпсσярσяαтεd .. .. canadian studies essay .. says:
a heart [raised eyebrow face]
- §wëëtñ맧 .. јεпgα ίпсσярσяαтεd .. .. canadian studies essay .. says:
are u turning frooty on me
...::.e. lane.::...[12.31.03]... says:
indeed
- §wëëtñ맧 .. јεпgα ίпсσярσяαтεd .. .. canadian studies essay .. says:
[shocked face] i have proof of ur frootness